Chapter 9 Looking back

In order to find out the reason why Cui Yu was depressed and failed the college entrance examination, Zhang Jigang took this boy back to his new home for the first time.

In human form.

Duan Juanjuan once again saw the only friend her son had mentioned and brought him home to stay overnight, secretly feeling emotional.

In her impression, her son likes to be alone rather than lively. It may be because the family is poor and he is afraid of entertaining guests. Anyway, there is almost no social interaction.

This time not only did he bring a fair and elegant classmate, but he was also said to be the top university student in the class.

Moreover, they met briefly during the last vigil, and she immediately cooked six or seven dishes for the three of them, setting out four pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

"Mom, are you preparing it for my dad again?"

"Yes, thanks to him and your grandfather, we can live in a big house. Look at the new curtains I bought. They cost thousands of dollars. They smell fragrant when you get close. Cui Yu

silently picked up the bowls and chopsticks with cautious movements. When he raised his head, he saw an old lady in a floral skirt hanging from the lamp above the dining table. The tail of the dead dog under her feet was wagging desperately and slapping his calf excitedly.

I almost forgot, these two were not numbered yet, so they were packaged and sent for reincarnation.

While Duan Juanjuan came into the kitchen to serve soup, he leaned close to Zhang Jigang and whispered in Zhang Jigang's ear: "Your mother seems to like me very much, right?"

Zhang Jigang pushed the boy back with his elbow and said in a low voice: "Don't go off topic. You must tell me everything about your sister."

Cui Yu shrugged sadly: "I... I still have someone to accompany me in my first reincarnation. My sister..."

Zhang Jigang With a calm face, he said calmly: "Come to my bedroom after dinner and tell me. My mother is timid, so don't let anything slip."

Cui Yu nodded, carefully picked up the braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth. He was still yawning. At this moment, his eyes lit up.

"It's delicious!"

Zhang Jigang looked helpless as he looked at him with his mouth full of oil, as if he had crawled out of a slum and been hungry for three days and three nights.

This kid's noble face is not suitable for a sad look. No matter how he deliberately teased Cui Yu in the past three years, or even stuffed a dead mouse into his drawer, this guy could still pull it out without changing his expression, lower his head and continue. Do your homework.

At this moment, I was nourished by a plate of braised pork and felt very comfortable. I was completely different from the living dead I saw in the examination room that day. I really don't know if I was feeling relieved or just pretending.

"Don't eat, leave some for my dad. Let's go, let's go..."

Cui Yu really regarded this as his own home. His chopsticks seemed to be on fire. Zhang Jigang could only drag him up, drag him into the bedroom and close the door tightly.

The display in the bedroom was messy and disorderly. Clothes, pants and underwear were piled on the bed. Study materials were thrown under the computer desk. There were also some weird gadgets that didn't look like figurines and were packed in a suitcase.

These were all self-taught by Zhang Jigang during this period. He translated sentences of ancient books using ancient character recognition software, and relied on the intelligence of netizens to sort out the incomprehensible parts. In short, he had a general understanding of the contents.

Cui Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why did you take out this pile of junk again?" "These are the inheritance left to me by my grandfather. What can I do? Try to figure it out more and see if there is anything I can exchange for money

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Busy preparing for the college entrance examination, Cui Yu focused on how to improve his grades and had no time to worry about the junk.

After he sat down, he held the ancient book given to him by Zhang Jigang and read ten lines at a glance.

Although the writing on it was sloppy, the meaning was clear, and he quickly flipped through the book.

This posture was like a study group discussion before the final exam. The calmer Cui Yu became, the more Zhang Jigang murmured in his heart.

It felt like he wasn't interested in it, or...that expression meant he was disdainful?

There are three top-ranked translations of magical instruments extracted from "The Method of Punishing Evil". Including the one in front of me, there are a total of thirty-five, each with seven types.

Cui Yu pointed at the magic weapon in the box, compared it with the contents in the ancient book, nodded secretly, and then said: "I've finished reading, just throw these away."

"You are so calm! Why throw them away? There is no one." Can they be sold?"

"Although these magical weapons are heirlooms that your grandfather received from a unique family of ghost exorcists, they are not as good as mine. Besides, you may not be able to use the magical weapons if you identify them.

" It is written that the use of magical weapons relies on the ability of the ghost exorcist. The source of the ability is to absorb the evil spirit from ghosts. When it accumulates to a certain level, it can be controlled. But I have tried them one by one and there is no response. Could it be that I am not strong enough? ?"

Cui Yu silently turned to the first page of the first book.

He tapped the page with his finger, signaling him to take a closer look.

Magical weapon No. 1 [Inverse Thirteen] is the pocket watch that Cui Yu can fit into.

Level: One star

Ability: Go back or experience the 1300 days before the death of the ghost. The latter needs to enter the ghost realm. If he survives successfully, the ghost can be extradited.

Instructions for use: The user needs to drop blood into the dial, rotate the hour hand in the opposite direction to 13 o'clock, and be in the same space as the ghost.

Applicable objects: The number of days since death does not exceed the lookback time.

"Why is it only one star? Are you the lowest class?"

Cui Yu supported the bed board with both hands, slid his butt upward, and finally sat firmly on Zhang Jigang's bed.

He said calmly: "Because I broke it once. I told you that a magic weapon recognizes its owner, and when there is no owner, the magic weapon can also be regarded as a pile of broken copper and iron."

Cui Yu turned to the third page again . On the last page of the book, he saw five stars on the top level and curled his lips: "I used to be much better than this guy..."

"Young poor man. Tell me about your sister quickly. Why did she commit suicide by jumping off the building? What happened to her? Is this an unacceptable change?"

"How can I describe it to you... What she sees is what I see, but I can't control her behavior, so I can only watch."

Cui Yu looked a little depressed, thinking thoughtfully . He murmured: "I have never been possessed or controlled by a human soul. Maybe I am related to her by blood, so I am easily affected."

The other person's description was very similar to that of being taken over by a ghost, which was different from Cui Xiaoyu's consciousness. On the same level, it would be okay for this strange thing to happen to a living person, but this kid is an inhuman and evil creature with unknown origins. How could such an unreasonable incident happen?

No wonder she failed in the examination room, and her mind suddenly turned into that of her rebellious sister who was two years younger than me. All day long, she was thinking about fishing and going shopping with her sisters. She must have been confused when she was thrown into the examination room.

Zhang Jigang imagined that Cui Yu had to fight against his sister who was occupying his mind, and at the same time he had to listen clearly to the English listening test questions. It was estimated that after a round, he could only hear something like Li or Meimei.

Cui Yu carries memories of his past life and has been extremely smart since he was a child. Whether at school or at home, he maintains the persona of a perfect child.

He grew up with his younger sister Cui Xiaoyu, perhaps because his elder brother was too good and always attracted more attention and expectations from his parents. However, Cui Xiaoyu's grades were mediocre and he could only be reduced to the third grade in the high school entrance examination.

The school was full of gangsters and street girls, and attending classes was just a side job. Some even skipped classes for a week and would only show up at the school on the day of the exam.

"I actually always thought that Xiaoyu and I got along pretty well."

Although I can feel my parents' preference for me, human feelings cannot be measured by the rules of equality.

He cannot seriously state to his parents that you must give Xiaoyu the care, tolerance and heartfelt praise that every child needs.

The most common choice among people, especially for couples with more than two children, is to focus on raising the outstanding child, leaving the one with mediocre talents alone, and then letting the outstanding child support the weak one when the child grows up.

Cui Yu didn't mind caring for his sister on behalf of his parents, but he was busy preparing for the college entrance examination during this period, so he couldn't occasionally chat with his sister and enlighten her like before.

He remembered that the last time he had a long talk with Xiaoyu was half a year ago.

Cui Yu's parents have already made plans for their daughter to attend a junior college. After all, she can only get a score of 40 or above in English, so it is impossible for her to take the foreign language proficiency test and study abroad.

As for Cui Yu, he didn't want to go, but he had no choice. There had to be someone who obeyed the arrangements of his family, and in the end he chose Cui Xiaoyu.

The two siblings have very different futures.

Cui Yu said frankly: "On the day of the college entrance examination, my mind went blank when I stepped into the examination room. I had hallucinations, blood seeped out of the speakers, and on the ceiling, dripping onto my test paper... I wanted to write the final composition, but My hands refused to control me. When I came to my senses, there were only two words in blood on the two pages of grid paper, which said "only".

Zhang Jigang immediately guessed that Cui Yu's composition paper was blank, and this boy was best at it. In the Chinese subject, I scored 60 points less than others.

"Then your sister is really thoughtful, so she messed up that one."

Cui Yu said angrily, "No...I finished the rest of the exam with my thighs pinched."

He lifted up his shorts, revealing his white and tender thighs and legs. The roots are full of bruises and pinch marks.

"If your sister continues to pester you, your life will be over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jigang said softly: "Well, Cui Yu's life is not about you going against the Thirteenth."

Since the magic weapon relies on absorbing evil spirits To nourish with Qi, as long as there are dead souls and evil ghosts in this world, Thirteen will be immortal.

An exam only affected a short period of several decades. He vaguely felt that this kid had lived for a long time before reincarnation.

Cui Yu put down his trousers and said decisively: "You are biased. The sun, moon and stars have been rotating for so long, don't you expect to obey the laws of nature, appear when they should appear, shine when they should shine."

"If she really affects me I may not forgive her for applying to University A."

The boy's expression was so determined that Zhang Jigang was stunned for a while and suddenly shouted: "Are you sure...you must apply for the same school as me? "

Hmm~" Cui Yu suddenly laughed when he thought that his poor scores should be enough to apply for University A. "Fortunately, I can catch up with you if I put everything together."

Zhang Jigang rolled his eyes and handed over the application guide. Throw it at him.

Isn’t that ridiculous? The two of them had already decided on their first choice, A, and they drew lots for the rest.

"However, if she was born earlier than me, she might not want to commit suicide. My parents have always wanted a daughter, an obedient daughter. Even my swaddling clothes are pink..."

Cui Yu recalled that he accidentally touched I don’t know if that is the switch that triggers Cui Xiaoyu’s possession.

Zhang Jigang coughed lightly and interrupted him.

"I think instead of guessing, you should try to induce sleepiness and accompany me to the ghost land to seek the truth."

Cui Yu frowned and asked seriously: "You are going to the ghost land. Why?"

Zhang Jigang suddenly saw that the boy was still wearing clothes on his feet. There were a few muddy footprints where he stepped on his sneakers. He dragged Cui Yu and cursed: "The floor my mother just mopped is cleaner than my face! You don't know how to change into slippers when you enter someone else's house?!" "

This ..." It seems that the third pair of slippers can no longer be found in the apartment of the mother and son.

Pulling off the boy's shoes, Zhang Jigang stared and threw the slippers on his feet to him. They were still warm after stepping on them.

Cui Yu moved his feet and raised his insteps and asked again: "Why do you want to go to the ghost land? The translation says that you have to come out alive to transfer the soul. Xiaoyu has a rebellious character and is harder to deal with than ordinary ghosts."

Zhang Jigang was wearing Socks, wiped the wooden floor carefully with a wet wipe, and said without raising his head: "As an apology for bullying you for two years and seven months."