Chapter 75 75 Possible Third Person "Teacher, you are Lin...

Reiki Resurrection Year 1, Friday afternoon, August 15, Green Lake Park.

Wen Qingsheng pressed the shutter button several times towards the bottom of the lake, then took out the camera to check the photos he had taken and shook his head: "I can't take any photos."

"Of course a camera cannot capture pure spiritual power lines, otherwise they would have been discovered during the park maintenance." Su Yunyao hurriedly tore a piece of paper from his notebook and began to copy the pattern of the formation.

Du Yihe was obviously much more skilled than these young men. A scroll was floating in front of him, and a brush covered with spiritual ink was quickly recording the formation patterns under the control of his spiritual power.

He operated the standard recorder pen of the Alien Bureau and explained: "To be more precise, it is because these patterns have not been activated before, so they will not be visible."

"You probably haven't been on many missions. This is actually quite common. After the spiritual energy was revived, many remaining runes and magic tools were in an environment with a high concentration of spiritual energy for a long time, just like a device that has been powered off for a long time is recharged and will start to operate again."

"In fact, the Abnormal Department has often dealt with tasks such as 'collected treasures suddenly appearing' in the past. This kind of task is basically caused by the runes being temporarily 'charged' and activated by external spiritual energy."

Du Yihe, who had entered the working state, couldn't help but mutter: "However, such a large formation can only be fully charged after the spiritual energy is revived... The runes I encountered before were all very small..."

Yan Xiaoling came up to him and carefully looked at the formation fragments that were gradually taking shape on the scroll: "What kind of formation is this?"

Du Yihe shook his head: "The pattern is very ancient, probably a creation from the mythological era, I can't tell." His eyes naturally turned to Su Yunyao.

Su Yunyao replied, "It is indeed very old. I can only see that this is the eye of the array, but I can't see anything else."

She had learned the basics of formations in Penglai before. The teaching materials of the Immortal Seeds were updated very slowly, and she had been exposed to more ancient formations than the people in this circle combined.

Is this what the teacher wants to hide? An ancient formation? The little fox holds his chin in his hand, thinking.

The fluffy fox tail behind her swayed unconsciously. Because investigating the spiritual plants and the park required sensing spiritual energy, and the perception of the demons in the half-beast form would be much sharper, she simply let out her ears and tail.

"Are you done? I can't hold on any longer!" Gu Minghui shouted in despair at the top of his lungs amid the sound of rushing water.

"I have recorded everything! You can play it now!" Du Yihe rolled up the scroll and shouted loudly.

It makes sense that the teacher's father was a phoenix from ancient times, and it might indeed be related to the relics of the mythological era... A loud bang interrupted Su Yunyao's train of thought.

Just as she realized that it was the lake water falling from mid-air, Yan Xiaoling had already grabbed the fox's ear and pulled it away from the lakeshore. However, because she did not react in time, the splashing lake water soaked her entire fox tail.

Du Yihe dodged the fastest, and his clothes were not wet at all. He flashed away refreshed and reappeared at the lakeside, passing by Wen Qingsheng who was rubbing his ears in pain, Gu Minghui who was lying on the ground exhausted, Yan Xiaoling who was helping to dry his tail with a smile, and Su Yunyao who was holding his wet tail pitifully.

Du Yihe cleared his throat and took out his predecessor's equipment: "When working near water, always carry water-repellent charms with you to avoid accidentally falling into the water or being dragged into the water. I have already recited the silencing spell, the sound just now cannot be heard outside, remember to use your spiritual power to block your ears at this time."

Alas, they are all young people with little experience. He took out the inter-department communicator from his belt and said, "I will take the records back to the inter-department first. You guys go back and be careful on your way."

He met Wen Qingsheng's hesitant expression.

Du Yihe took his hand off the communicator and asked hesitantly, "Uh, am I working for you in vain?"

Wen Qingsheng touched his nose and said, "I just want to ask, aren't you taking a day off today?"

Yes, Du Yihe thought. He had forgotten it himself.

The little fox, who was still worried about the hair care she had just done, immediately laughed: "Captain Du, then our mission report--"

"Write it yourself!" Du Yihe hung up the communicator unhappily.

Yan Xiaoling immediately said attentively: "Captain Du, you have worked hard today. We will treat you to dinner later."

"What do you mean by inviting me to dinner? Really..." Du Yihe smiled helplessly, and before he could reply, Gu Minghui sat up from the ground, hurriedly took out a water bottle from his bag, and poured a large bottle of water into his mouth.

"I'm so tired--" Gu Minghui wailed.

The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed, and the group sat on the lawn by the lake to relax - mainly to allow Gu Minghui to rest for a while and to allow Su Yunyao to avoid having to walk with a dripping tail.

Du Yihe taught them the technique of using spiritual power to dry clothes. Gu Minghui almost set his pants on fire. After a lot of hard work, they finally finished the repair.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Du Yihe patted the grass on his pants and stood up from the ground.

Out of professional habit, he subconsciously scanned the surrounding environment.

The park was renovated just a year ago, and the facilities are still new. But because there was no one around, and it was getting darker, it looked a bit eerie.

He straightened his sleeves, turned around and asked casually, "I vaguely remember that you two met for the first time here, right?"

"Yes, it's right here." Su Yunyao was no longer in the mood to present his lines. He just combed his tail hair with his hands in frustration.

How much hair oil do you have left that my dad gave me? It won't run out before the summer vacation is over, will it?

Gu Minghui and Wen Qingsheng, who were walking ahead, turned their heads, obviously wanting to hear the story.

"I had just finished a high school reunion and walked out of the hotel. I realized that no matter which way I walked, the surrounding streets seemed to remain the same. I walked for a long time but still hadn't reached the bus stop."

Yan Xiaoling cooperated as she spoke, and there was a kind of nostalgia and melancholy in her tone that Su Yunyao could not understand.

The sky gradually darkened. The cicadas chirped one after another in the summer evening. Birds could be vaguely seen returning to their nests in the woods of the park. The occasional melodious bird calls seemed to be telling the interesting events of the day.

A group of people walked slowly across the lawn. The grass leaves bent gently under their feet, then slowly bounced back to their original position, making a slight "rustling" sound.

Yan Xiaoling recalled: "At that time, I saw a fiery red shadow rushing towards me. When I turned around, I realized that I was not on a street, but on a park."

Su Yunyao added in a low voice: "The fox tribe is naturally good at illusion. When hunting, using illusion to confuse the prey and lead the prey to a suitable location is a basic operation."

Yan Xiaoling licked Su Yunyao's fox ears twice and said, "I was scared to death at that time."

"It's great that nothing happened." Su Yunyao shook his ears and responded absentmindedly.

Where did that strange feeling in her heart come from?

Du Yihe sighed, "It was really dangerous at the time. I was just on a routine patrol nearby. If it weren't for the loud noise of the spiritual cannon firing, I would never have changed my route and come over to check the situation."

Su Yunyao stopped walking. The dazzling spiritual light in his memory flashed before his eyes.

She had always thought that Du Yi had launched a long-range attack in a hurry, so she didn't see her appearance and aura clearly.

The gaps that she had unconsciously ignored were gradually filled in, piecing together the existence of the third person.

That third person who might tell Phoenix the truth.

She heard her own voice:

"Who saved you at that time, Xiaoling?"

The first year of the Reiki Recovery, Friday evening, August 15th, Jinwu Garden.

Who is Lin Jinsong?

This question was lingering in Su Yunyao's mind until he entered Jinwu Garden.

Yan Xiaoling told her frankly: the three of them could not drag Su Yunyao along to reminisce about their deceased friend, but if they wanted to accept Su Yunyao as their new companion, they had to talk about their past.

And their past cannot be separated from the name Lin Jinsong.

A brilliant but short-lived young genius. As soon as his spiritual roots were awakened, he could use magic to ward off enemies. Three months after entering Longyuan Academy, he protected a grade-level student by himself, and then entered Lingzhuan Academy for training.

If he had not passed away unexpectedly, he would have been designated as the next dean of Lingzhuan Academy and a well-deserved rising star of mankind.

Too bad there’s no if…?

"Xiao Su, what are you doing?" Bai Xian called her. Su Yunyao came back to her senses and found herself standing in the kitchen, holding a plate of food without moving.

Du Yihe, who said he was leaving to work overtime, escorted them all the way back to Jinwu Garden. Hearing that today's dinner was actually cooked by Feng Huang herself, he couldn't help but become curious and decided to stay for dinner.

Su Yunyao was distracted and worried that Yan Xiaoling and others would find out what was going on, so he went into the kitchen under the pretext of helping out, but he still revealed his true colors.

She made up an excuse to deal with Bai Xian's inquiring gaze and brought the dish in her hand to the table.

Feng Huang's cooking skills were as outstanding as ever. Wen Qingsheng and Gu Minghui were almost fighting over the chopsticks, but Su Yunyao had no intention of savoring the food.

At the dinner table, Du Yihe mentioned the formation at the bottom of the lake and showed Feng Huang the pattern he had traced. Ning Changkong squinted and looked at it for a long time, saying that it was a formation that gathered spiritual energy.

During the abnormal fluctuation of spiritual energy a year ago, the concentration of spiritual energy reached its peak with this lake as the center. It was not a pure accident.

On the contrary, Bai Xian, who was watching the excitement from the side, sighed and said, "This kind of formation is rare nowadays."

Du Yihe was in high spirits and asked hurriedly, "May I ask what you mean by this, Senior?"

Bai Xian picked up some food from Ning Changkong's bowl and said casually:

"Young people nowadays like to mark out a small piece of land and meticulously draw runes on it. It's too cramped."

"In the past, we used the earth as a blueprint under the sun and compared the terrain. We used the spiritual characteristics of natural things such as rivers, lakes, and giant trees to arrange the nodes of the formation. The formation we finally drew was so large that it could easily cover an entire town."

Ning Changkong turned around and asked him, "What is this formation for?"

Bai Xian said confidently: "I don't know."

The serious atmosphere at the table was suddenly broken. Gu Minghui, the most heartless person, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Bai Xian pulled out his cell phone from his sleeves and shook it: "What is this?"

Wen Qingsheng patted Gu Minghui on the back and answered cooperatively, "Cellphone."

Bai Xian raised his eyebrows: "Can you make a mobile phone?"

This analogy is good. Ning Changkong swallowed the sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth. The general understanding of the formation technique is based on the common sense of that era; the specific arrangement is professional knowledge.

The larger the size of the formation, the greater the degree of interference between energy flows. The formations of that era were very crude and did not require precise spiritual power control, so they relied more on the spiritual energy structure of natural objects.

In modern times, even in a small illusion like the Map of Mountains and Rivers, arranging a formation on the scale of a city is something that only extremely rare formation masters can do.

Well, back to the topic, what was the test that Dean Qiu planned to prepare for Lin Jinsong? The old Taoist seemed to have mentioned it during the New Year's Eve, but he couldn't quite remember it...

Fenghuang ate her meal slowly, listening to the idle talk at the dinner table with a smile.

Du Yihe sighed: "These days, how easy is it to build a larger formation? Remnants of formations or buried magic weapons can be dug up everywhere. These are all interferences..."

"That's right. Recently, when people are looking for people to form a team on the Skynet forum, they are more willing to look for people with a background in archaeology. Has the score line for history and archaeology gone up this year?"

"The most popular ones are still the majors related to cultivation. Do you still remember the time when Longyuan Academy opened for enrollment some time ago? Such a big school was overcrowded, and the three of us couldn't find a place to eat..."

Su Yunyao was not in the mood to chat, and her eyes could not help but turn to Feng Huang.

Although Ning Changkong cooked personally today, Feng Huang still didn't move her chopsticks much. She took the bowl of rice, which was smaller than others, and ate slowly.

Gu Minghui and his group had lived in Jinwuyuan for more than a month, and it was the first time they saw a phoenix at the dinner table. Ning Changkong said that he had been fasting for a long time, so he was not used to eating too much.

They were used to Su Yunyao's nonsense and understood the difference between monsters and humans, so they were fooled by him.

But Su Yunyao knew that it was not that Feng Huang was not used to eating, but that she was in poor health and had a very picky diet, so she could not eat much at all.

How come even this point is correct? Su Yunyao thought in confusion.

According to what Wen Qingsheng said during their private conversation, Lin Jinsong's health has deteriorated drastically since he was seriously injured and nearly died in Shanhe Shejitu.

She had been wondering how could there be a genuine divine beast with such a poor body shape?

This alone might just be her making up, but there are so many things that can prove each other, she -

Feng Huang picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her bowl, interrupting her thoughts. He said in a low voice, "Eat your meal well, and come to my study after dinner."

The first year of the spiritual recovery, Friday night, August 15th, Jinwuyuan Study.

Su Yunyao pushed open the door of the study. Bai Xian was lying on the recliner beside him, playing with his phone as usual. Ning Changkong was sitting behind the desk, frowning and looking at the computer screen. When he saw her come in, he nodded to her.

The little fox controlled the tip of his tail and said in a normal voice, "Senior Bai, when I passed by the kitchen just now, I seemed to hear a strange noise, as if something was smashed."

Bai Xian immediately jumped up and said, "Don't tell me it's my precious porcelain set! I'll go check it out!"

Su Yunyao watched Bai Yan leave in a hurry, and when she turned around again, Feng Huang signaled her to continue with a calm look.

She took a deep breath.

"Teacher, you are Lin Jinsong, right?"