Chapter 022 White Jade Bone Fan
"To... my friend?" Mo Xuanji picked up the card, flipping through it blankly. There were only those three words written on it, no other information. "Yuheng's friend?"
Vest friend?
"After all, a complete identity background is required, and interpersonal relationships are also included." After seeing these three words, the system was obviously relieved and began to encourage Mo Xuanji to open the gift box and take a look. "Don't worry, it will be fine."
"Okay." The box was opened, and a pure white folding fan lay quietly on the red velvet.
The handle is engraved with beautiful diamond-shaped patterns. The fan has a soft, cool texture, reminiscent of fine mutton-fat jade, yet also reminiscent of animal bones. Each of the fan's large panels is carved with a unique pattern. When fully unfolded, these cutouts create a beautiful pattern.
"This looks very expensive," Mo Xuanji exclaimed. Her slender fingers brushed across the folding fan, a lustrous sheen gleaming across the pure white material.
But why a fan? Yuheng hadn't appeared in front of many people, and even fewer knew he used a fan. Who would give him a fan for no reason?
"Could it be Boss Yan?" This fan looked anything but ordinary. Wanbaotang was wealthy, and Boss Yan's initial reaction to the jade pendant was strange. Yuheng clearly had some connections with Wanbaotang. Boss Yan... or perhaps the people behind him had seen countless treasures and couldn't bear to see their friend holding a ten-dollar street vendor, so it seemed reasonable that he'd gifted him a fan.
But why would he hide his information? He couldn't possibly be playing a game of guessing who he was with his friends, right?
Mo Xuanji felt a headache. Today's events had already been mind-bending enough, and now something even more overwhelming had occurred. He asked the system about this friend, but the system was clueless.
"Didn't you make up Yuheng's background?" Mo Xuanji felt strange.
The system answered frankly, "I only compiled the general direction. These details are randomly generated. I haven't paid much attention to it, so I don't know it very clearly."
"Well, let's keep it for now." Mo Xuanji pinched his brows. "I don't know what's going on with the main body. I'll go back and take a look."
Zhu Changan's look at that time was really worrying. If he didn't wake up quickly, I was afraid that this guy would die of guilt.
Thinking of this, Mo Xuanji closed his eyes.
Liuliu tilted her head: "Chiu?"
“…”
"Chiu?" What's the matter?
Mo Xuanji put his hand to his forehead and said, "I can't go back to my original form."
It was a disastrous day. Mo Xuanji was already numb.
"Oops, I forgot to tell you." The system's voice was tinged with laughter. "Your body is severely overdrawn and is now in a deep coma. It won't be able to support you to wake up. You can go back after a few days of recovery. Don't worry."
"Okay..." I'm sorry, Chang'an.
When Mo Xuanji thought that his friends were still worried about him, while he was not only fine but also very relaxed, his conscience couldn't help but ache.
The flame in the bronze wall lamp flickered slightly, and Liu Liu jumped onto Mo Xuanji's shoulder.
It seems like there is nothing to do now. Do I really need to get two health balls, drink some tea, and ride a bird to experience the happiness of a retired old man?
Mo Xuanji fell into deep thought. He pondered for a moment, then stood and walked to his study. The bookshelf was filled with bamboo slips, the contents of which Mo Xuanji had barely read. He casually pulled out a scroll, opened it, and found it was filled with ancient characters, none of which he could understand. He was clearly a top student, yet he was forced to experience the feeling of illiteracy.
"I almost forgot. Do you want to learn some basic spells? The bamboo slips here record all the spells from thousands of years ago. There are all kinds of spells." The system's voice was slightly proud.
Ancient magic? Mo Xuanji still remembered her history teacher's explanation of the peak development of human and demon magic a thousand years ago. Any spells that survived would be considered impressive even today. Unfortunately, after a catastrophe, those who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation were almost completely wiped out, and most of their magic was lost. The current scale of psychics was built through the gradual exploration of the few remaining techniques.
"Learn!" All fear comes from lack of strength. If you don't learn, you are a fool!
"Okay. Then let's start with the most basic ones in the first row. First, learn the ones on this side, then the ones on that side, step by step."
“But I can’t understand these words.”
"It's okay, it's not a big deal." The sound of rummaging through boxes and drawers echoed through his mind. Before Mo Xuanji could complain, the system displayed a large white sheet of paper, densely covered with words.
"Look, here's a comparison chart of ancient and modern characters. Just follow these and compare them one by one and there'll be no problem. How's that? Isn't Dad very considerate?"
"That's thoughtful, but why are you taking advantage of me?"
"Hey."
…
"Click." The chess piece fell, making a crisp sound.
The vice-president slumped over his desk, a boneless figure, a half-finished chess game before him. He casually picked up a white chess piece, stroking it before placing it somewhere on the board. Then, he picked up a black piece and began playing chess with himself.
Director Zhang was already used to his boss's strange behavior. He stood aside and reported the accident to him in detail.
"...The SS-level monster hid itself under layers of spider webs, disguising its presence so that we were unable to detect it immediately."
“Click.”
"...We have four students who were caught in the strange zone. Three of them are first-year students, and one is a second-year student. They are all out of danger now."
“Click.”
"...The whereabouts of that SS-level monster remain unknown. The black-robed figure's energy fluctuations were not recorded, so its true identity cannot be determined..."
When he heard that a mysterious person had offered help, the vice principal casually asked, "Oh? A kind mysterious person?"
"Yes. He calls himself Yuheng. After comparing the data, we found that his energy fluctuations are the same as those of the person who appeared on Qishan Mountain that night."
"Yuheng." He didn't pause in his chess moves, simply repeating the name. A low, ambiguous laugh escaped his teeth. He lowered his head, his entire face lost in the shadows.
He placed a black chess piece heavily on the chessboard, making a "bang" sound.
…
"Ahh!" Mo Xuanji suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and asked, "Who's talking about me?"
"Have a cold?"
"A boss with a lot of class wouldn't catch a cold."
Liu Liu had already returned to the bronze lamp, transforming into a ball of flame to illuminate Mo Xuanji. Faint snoring could be heard from within.
The system chuckled: "It's almost dawn."
"Yes, it's almost dawn." Mo Xuanji, who had not slept all night, is still very energetic.
"I have a feeling something will happen today. Tong, do you think someone from the authorities will come over?"
"It's only a matter of time. Don't worry, just communicate with them normally when the time comes."
Mo Xuanji let out a breath.
"Come to think of it...after I was pulled into the Ghost Realm, I lost contact with you and couldn't sense the existence of the vest. Could it be that the Ghost Realm can block the connection between us?"
"Ordinary ghost domains can't do this. The one you encountered is an exception. Although it's just a nightmare, it's stained with the aura of the law, so that the ghost domain has the power to block me. If the people from the Supernatural Bureau hadn't opened a small opening, I really wouldn't be able to contact you."
"Law...the monster was rescued by the man in black robe." Mo Xuanji frowned slightly.
"Don't worry. The damage to the strange domain is irreversible. After you burned it like this, the strangeness is considered to be destroyed. It will not be able to condense a strange domain in the future."
"That's the problem. Since the monster was already disabled, why did the black-robed man still choose to rescue it?"
It can't be a friendship, right? Is there such a thing in the weird world?
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