Chapter 5 National Day and Birthday Celebrations A strong wind blew up on the balcony, and the clothes hangers crackled...

Reiki Resurrection Year Zero, National Day holiday.

The monthly exam was so bad that the freshmen were groaning, but the three of them felt that they did well and could have a good vacation.

After sending the two children home, Ning Changkong finally had some peace and quiet. His leg injury had healed, but his movements were still a little unsteady.

I dragged my luggage from the first floor to the original dormitory on the fourth floor, and cleaned the room that I hadn't lived in for a month. By the time I was done with all this busy work, it was already noon.

Lin Jinsong was a student who was temporarily added before the report was published. Longyuan Academy supposedly had two people in a dormitory, but he was lucky enough to get a single room.

He washed his hands and was about to go out for food and for a walk outside the school.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Du Yihe appearing at the staircase, followed by a slightly gloomy boy.

...Is this a kindergarten? After watching Gu Minghui for a month, it was not enough, so he gave him another child to take care of?

After welcoming the person into the dormitory, Ning Changkong poured three cups of hot tea.

Du Yihe smiled and said, "You make tea for yourself in the dormitory?"

"Are you interested?" Ning Changkong stuffed the teacups into their hands. He didn't have any tea tables.

Du Yihe explained the matter in a few words: the child's name is Wen Qingsheng, and he temporarily transferred to Longyuan Academy to study.

Considering that Lin Jinsong had an empty bed here and was a good student, he was arranged to be my roommate and asked to take good care of Wen Qingsheng, the transfer student.

Chu Qingge then filled in the blanks of Du Yihe's story: "This child has a destiny of being unlucky. His parents died because of evil spirits, and he was the only one who survived the accident. He was originally a freshman, but the Abnormal Affairs Bureau thought it would be a pity to delay him for another year, so they let him join a class."

Ning Changkong complained in his heart: "…something happened at home, and you didn't even give me time to rest and recover, and you rushed over to study? Aren't you afraid that it will leave some psychological trauma on me?"

"It seems that the Alien Bureau has always been like this," Chu Qingge said calmly, "After all, there are quite a few people who have had this kind of experience in the Alien Bureau."

Ning Changkong listened and sighed.

The spiritual world itself is huge, and the spiritual roots and talents of students of appropriate age will not be widely investigated in the world.

This caused the impact on the spiritual practice community to further expand.

Excluding the exchange students from the demon tribe and major sects, a considerable proportion of the students at Longyuan Academy are "lucky ones" who accidentally glimpsed a corner of the inner world and happened to be gifted.

...However, not every accident is like what Yan Xiaoling experienced, raised high and dropped gently.

Most of those who gave up on joining a sect, gave up on cultivating their cultivation, and devoted themselves to other places were precisely these "lucky ones".

Du Yihe also pulled him out of the door and hinted at Wen Qingsheng's unfortunate experience while giving him instructions alone.

"Have you had lunch?"

Holding the steaming teacup stiffly, Wen Qingsheng shook his head.

Ning Changkong stuffed the dormitory key into his pocket and said, "Let's go have lunch."

Reiki Resurrection Year Zero, October 7th morning, dormitory building.

The tea he had just brewed in the morning was still steaming as Ning Changkong was typing away on his computer.

Finally! I finished the manuscript of the original online novel! He stretched his back and checked his bank card statements with great interest.

In order to avoid being found out by the Foreign Affairs Bureau, Ning Changkong opened an overseas bank card to deposit his income. After updating daily for more than a month, there was nearly 40,000 yuan in the card.

At least I don't have to worry about living expenses, but if I want to make a lot of money, enough to do the main quests, I still have to work hard. Ning Changkong touched his chin and opened another project that had already written many lines of code.

"Brother Lin? I've finished drawing." Wen Qingsheng, who had his back to him, turned his head.

The spare room on the first floor where I lived before was reserved for students with mobility problems, and the bed was on the floor. A normal double room has a bed above and a desk below, and two people sit back to back.

Ning Changkong stood up and took the two talismans that Wen Qingsheng handed over: "Well, let me take a look."

He dragged Wen Qingsheng with him during this holiday, traveling between the library and the dormitory. Ning Changkong explained in detail, and Wen Qingsheng studied seriously, and he managed to sort out the key points of a one-month course within a week.

Wen Qingsheng stared at Lin Jinsong's profile as he carefully examined the talisman, a little absent-minded.

The holiday I spent at Longyuan Academy brought me a kind of dreamlike peace - no, the scene of my parents' tragic death even appeared in my dreams, but the life I am living in now is more reassuring than a dream.

Lin Jinsong, like his tea, has a magical power that can calm people down. It was just like when he opened the door of this dormitory a week ago and took a cup of hot tea, his nervous heart suddenly settled down because of the new life.

Wen Qingsheng rarely had nightmares after coming to the academy. The shadows of the past receded like the tide, and he stood on the dry high bank, his heart suddenly leaping with joy, and he uncontrollably looked forward to tomorrow.

What will school and new life be like?

Wen Qingsheng took a deep breath, and the fragrance of tea permeated his lungs.

...Hey, it seems like today's tea has changed?

Ning Changkong finished marking Wen Qingsheng's homework: "There are still some small mistakes, look here..." However, he did not circle the mistakes with a pen as usual, but pointed at them with his finger and finished explaining.

Wen Qingsheng was immersed in taking notes and was waiting for the other party to return the talisman paper to him. When he looked up, he was shocked to find Lin Jinsong twisting the wind-summoning talisman he had drawn and opening the balcony door and window.

“Watch this!”

The talisman spontaneously combusted at Lin Jinsong's fingertips.

A strong wind blew up on the balcony, making the clothes hangers snap.

"The effect is very good." Ning Changkong closed the doors and windows with satisfaction. Wen Qingsheng's spiritual roots are of medium-grade A-level quality, but the talismans he drew are better than Gu Minghui's A-level top-grade ones.

Alas, everyone is A-grade, the talents of the protagonists are really enviable.

"Isn't it forbidden to use spiritual power in the dormitory?" Wen Qingsheng said after holding it in for a long time.

Ning Changkong patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry about the details! Just tell me if he's handsome or not."

The clothes hangers on the balcony were still spinning.

Wen Qingsheng nodded vigorously, his eyes shining: "Handsome! So handsome!"

It's still very reasonable.

Ning Changkong put another talisman drawn by Wen Qingsheng today into his hand with satisfaction and said softly, "Put the Qingxin Talisman on the bedside to help you sleep and stop nightmares. Considering the quality of your talisman, I suggest you change it once a month."

Wen Qingsheng stared blankly at the talisman in his hand, then at Lin Jinsong.

Ning Changkong patted his shoulder comfortingly, then turned around and packed his things for going out, leaving him space to wipe his tears.

He was in a good mood. From now on, he no longer had to make soothing tea every day, nor did he have to get up every night to recite the mantra to purify his mind.

When Chu Qingge confirmed that Wen Qingsheng had calmed down, Ning Changkong said cheerfully, "School starts tomorrow. I won't give you extra lessons today. Let's go out for a walk."

He turned his head slightly, pretending not to notice Wen Qingsheng's slightly red eyes.

"The holiday cram school has ended successfully. Teacher Lin will take you out to celebrate."

In the year zero of the spiritual energy resurrection, on the afternoon of October 7, in the Penglai demiplane, the Peach Blossom region, the Yuqingfang.

The Penglai demiplane is ruled by the demon clan. Because the demon clan and humans have cooperative exchanges, they set aside an area for human practitioners to live in, which is called "Taoyuan".

Longyuan Academy is located in Taoyuan.

"Taoyuan" is a bit like Chinatown. Ning Changkong looked at the cement buildings that were obviously antiques. As for "Yuqingfang", he suggested changing its name to "Yuqing Commercial Street".

He asked Yan Xiaoling for advice in advance, and took Wen Qingsheng to a nice restaurant for a meal. Now the two of them were shopping together while digesting the food.

The cement buildings with a sense of scenic spot are all newly built. The demons and humans have been cooperating for a long time. Looking along the way, there are also some authentic ancient wooden buildings.

"The stall on the right, closest to you, has good stuff." Chu Qingge suddenly spoke.

Ning Chang paused and led Wen Qingsheng to the right. Wen Qingsheng was still in the stage of seeing everything as new, looking left and right, dazzled by this new world.

Ning Changkong quickly locked onto the good thing Chu Qingge mentioned at the stall: a feather.

"Sir, you have good eyesight," the vendor in ancient costume laughed and approached with a smug look on his face, "This is a phoenix feather - do you know what new prophecies the old abbot of Tianshu Temple has made recently?"

Tianshu Temple, a sect that is good at astrology and calculating the mysteries of the universe. Ning Changkong shook his head: "I don't know."

The vendor then became excited: "Sir, do you know that the spiritual energy was unbalanced some time ago and strange phenomena appeared in the sky? The Abnormal Bureau invited gods from all over to hold a meeting, and they all gathered in this paradise."

It was about the abnormal fluctuations in the concentration of spiritual energy.

"I know. It's written in the newspaper." Wen Qingsheng interrupted.

It is already the 21st century, but the spiritual practice community not only has to avoid the cameras of short videos in the secular world, but has also been unable to develop its own media industry, and all publicity depends on traditional print media.

"The old temple master then made a divination. Guess what? The content was exactly 'A phoenix is ​​coming'. Wow! Look at this feather..."

The arrival of the phoenix is ​​a good omen. Ning Changkong touched his chin.

Given the difficulty of the current mission, the world feels like it's on the brink of collapse, and it's hard to see where Ji is.

"…I'll give you a flat price. I won't charge you a single Spirit Stone. I'll charge you 20,000! What do you think?"

Chu Qingge commented: "Looking at the spiritual power of this evil-repelling item, it is most likely genuine. However, it has been worn out over time, and it is difficult to extract the energy. I guess it will be difficult to sell. In a word: it is worth the price."

Reluctant to part with his newly earned royalties, Ning Changkong asked for 2,000 yuan. With the words "How do you know if this thing can be used after you buy it back?" and his sharp tongue, he refuted the guilty vendor speechless.

"WeChat receives money and sends it to the account, five, thousand, yuan."

Ning Changkong stuffed the feather into his bag. Wen Qingsheng was still covering his mouth with his hands and laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking because of the ancient costume vendor's question "WeChat or Alipay". The unhappy vendor glared at him fiercely.

Ning Changkong stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket, and the two of them continued to stroll slowly on the street.

"A feather whose authenticity may or may not be known is so expensive." Wen Qingsheng sighed.

"There's nothing we can do. Money is worthless in the cultivation world." Ning Changkong shrugged. "Or rather, the things that can be bought with money in the cultivation world are worthless."

In the spiritual world of decline, spiritual stones, a stable source of high-concentration spiritual energy, are valuable and are the real hard currency.

But... Ning Changkong stretched his back lazily. There is no way to artificially produce spiritual stones. They can only be mined from spiritual stone veins formed under the high concentration of spiritual energy in the demiplane.

With so many human cultivators and demons crowding into one and a half planes, the government is struggling to provide spiritual stones to personnel from the Alien Bureau who have been working in low-spiritual environments for a long time, let alone students. Ning Changkong has never even seen what a spiritual stone looks like.

This is a monopoly business, Ning Changkong was a little tempted.

But it’s still too early now, let’s just enjoy campus life first.

He dragged his feet and walked towards the school.