Gu Jianlin felt the pale will-o'-the-wisp burning on the five fingers of his right hand and fell into deep thought.
"It was an unexpected surprise."
"The amount of spiritual burning remains unchanged, but the power is doubled. If a normal person only has one spiritual blue bar, and consumes fifty blue points each time he releases a skill, he can release a full hundred attacks of damage. In my case, it is quite There is a substitute behind Yu who is invisible to others. At the same time, he consumes fifty points of mana and causes two hundred points of damage."
"But there is no free lunch in the world. In addition to my own advancement, I also have to give half of it to the black unicorn."
I don’t know how many more resources will be burned for this.
As for the existence of black unicorn, he is actually somewhat accustomed to it now.
At first he thought that the legendary Qilin Master was resurrected in his body.
Just like in the fairy tale, trying to take him away.
But in fact, the black unicorn and him are one.
It was a wonderful feeling, like there was another personality in my body.
A majestic and angry personality like a king.
Gu Jianlin was convinced that this had no impact on him.
When he used profiling before, he could see part of other people's lives and experience it as if he were there.
The more you see, the more you understand.
There is a saying that the more people know, the less happy they become.
This will indeed put some burden on his mental state.
Fortunately, his personality is very indifferent, he is not easily influenced by emotions, and he can adjust himself.
In the end, it just made him become more and more taciturn, making it difficult to be happy.
In other words, you are prone to depression.
When his father first taught him profiling, he warned him that this should be done in moderation.
However, whether it was in the ancient tomb or under the viaduct, he used the power of Qilin in his body twice, and he could feel the anger and majesty of dominating the world. It felt like he was taking on the role of a god.
Then, replace it.
"Li Changzhi took me away just because he wanted to get my father's relics from me, but my father left me nothing during his lifetime, except for the mysterious Qilin mask. If the guess is correct, after the Lord Qilin was killed, He Perhaps the power is preserved in that mask...and my profile interpreted that power?"
Gu Jianlin felt that his guess was absurd, but it was not unreasonable.
Now when he uses profile on himself, he can basically see two images.
One is the image of a priest.
The other is the image of the black unicorn.
Now that Black Kirin is nourished by spirituality, his condition is much better.
"I wonder if I can make those weird syllables like in the ancient tomb again..."
As long as that kind of power can be used again, then this assessment task will be stable.
He extinguished the will-o'-the-wisp in his right hand and put on the Deep Space Network's test bracelet.
The black bracelet lights up green and makes two beeps, making a humanized mechanical sound.
"Rank: Zero! Spiritual accumulation: 25%!"
Gu Jianlin thought to himself that it was true that he could get three spiritual secret medicines at once because he was a self-sublimated person and a reward for hunting a first-level fallen person. Under normal circumstances, he could directly complete half of the current stage. accumulation.
Ordinary newcomers only have one bottle at most.
And because of the black unicorn, he only completed a quarter of his spiritual accumulation.
There is a long way to go.
Gu Jianlin took out the safe under the bed again. This box was actually a bit high-tech and could detect eyeballs.
"Reserve investigator, Gu Jianlin."
"Welcome to deep space technology!"
The safe opened automatically, and a silver-white desert eagle lay inside.
At the same time, it is also equipped with a hundred bullets that are as dazzling as gold.
"Desert Eagle, a bad thing in novels and movies, but..."
Gu Jianlin grabbed the Desert Eagle, carefully observed the lines on the gun body, closed his eyes and profiled.
Blazing fire, molten iron, complicated and mysterious lines, and the roar of machinery.
Well, this is an assembly line production, but it is not a simple process.
Alchemy technology!
Gu Jianlin was still a newcomer and knew nothing about alchemy.
But what we learned from the Deep Space Network is that the most commonly used equipment by sublimators is alchemy weapons.
Without exception, they are all products of alchemy.
As for higher-level mythical weapons, they are something that can only be encountered but not sought.
Gu Jianlin took the Desert Eagle and a box of bullets, dug out a new set of clothes, quickly opened the door and entered the toilet.
He took a shower, put on loose white short-sleeves, tied his belt and put on jeans.
Gu Jianlin took out the Desert Eagle's magazine, loaded the bullets one by one, and inserted them again.
Seven bullets are in the magazine
Another box of ammunition was put into the pocket.
Finally, insert the Desert Eagle into your belt and block it with the hem of your clothes.
If you put on your school uniform again, you won't be able to tell at all.
A sense of security.
He looked in the mirror again, brushing his forehead hair down just enough to cover his forehead.
Without the bandages and gauze, his mother couldn't tell he was injured.
You can also hide it from You Zhu.
Gu Jianlin returned to the room, put the empty reagent bottle into the express box, and planned to throw it out the door.
However, just to be on the safe side, he still grabbed a lighter, ran to the roof of the building, and burned it directly.
This way there will be no trace left.
This work lasted until 5:30 in the afternoon. Today is back-to-school day, and I will have to go back to school in a while.
At sunset, Su Youzhu had put on makeup and came out in school uniform.
As soon as the girl came out, she looked into the next room and looked around.
She looked at the clean and smell-free bedroom and fell into deep thought: "It's very clean."
Gu Jianlin was sitting at his computer desk browsing the deep space network and asked blankly: "What?"
Su Youzhu did not answer, but looked around expressionlessly, and asked curiously: "Where did you put that thing?"
"ha?"
Gu Jianlin's head was filled with questions.
About five minutes later, the sound of the door lock turning sounded. It must be that mother and Uncle Su were back.
Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu looked at each other and entered a state of combat readiness in a tacit understanding.
The door opened, and the couple came back carrying large and small bags, mostly local specialties from their hometown in Jiaoxi.
My mother is forty-two years old this year, but she takes care of herself as well as she did in her thirties. She is dressed very fashionably and is a beautiful old aunt.
Now I have opened a nail salon and the income is considerable.
Uncle Su is the manager of a foreign company. It is said that he was a soldier in his early years. He is meticulous and serious.
I quite like Gu Jianlin's attitude.
After all, Gu Jianlin has good grades, doesn't have any bad habits, lives a regular life, and can work and study diligently.
No shortcomings at all.
As for the two sisters, it's different. Both of them are troubled girls. I heard that they were beaten frequently since they were young.
"Xiao Lin, Zhu Zhu! Come out and bring you some food from my hometown. Remember to take it back to school. This is another week without going home. Dogs will shake their heads when they smell the food in your school cafeteria." Mom came in. , pinching his waist and shouting.
Uncle Su went directly into the kitchen and came out with a broom in his hand.
"Youzhu, come here! Show me your homework."
Su Youzhu obediently took out the homework book, took it to the living room, and handed it over.
Gu Jianlin followed her, looked at the broom in Uncle Su's hand, and secretly clicked his tongue.
"Um."
Uncle Su checked the homework, showed a satisfied expression, turned around and asked: "Xiao Lin, didn't you copy your work? I can tell you that although she is your sister, she is not your biological sister, so you can't be too spoiled. She."
At this time, Gu Jianlin noticed the look in the girl's eyes and said hurriedly: "It's a bit unfair to accuse her of copying. She has been studying very hard recently. I watched her do it one question after another."
Su Youzhu remained expressionless, but she was obviously relieved.
At this time, my mother took out a rolling pin with a smile and put it on the table.
When Gu saw the tiger's body, he was shocked.
"Zhuzhu, tell me, your brother hasn't been running around these two days, right?"
Mom squinted her eyes, but her eyes were dangerous.
Su Youzhu glanced at his brother and said calmly: "No, he has been helping me with my homework these two days."
Mom and Uncle Su nodded with satisfaction, feeling that they had been effective in educating their children.
"Okay, okay, let's go to school. Xiaolin, if you have time, I'll call your dad's college classmates and ask. They have always had a good relationship. It's the uncle named Nie. Do you still remember it? Didn't his daughter attend a tutoring class with you? Anyway, you are not allowed to run around, especially you are not allowed to go to the police station anymore."
Mom weighed the rolling pin and ordered.
Gu Jianlin: "Ah, okay, okay, yes, yes."
"Youzhu, your brother is just injured. Take care of him. Study hard in school. The college entrance examination is coming soon. Study hard with your brother. If you don't know anything, just ask. Don't let the school teacher call your parents again, you know? ?”
Uncle Su said sternly: "Otherwise I will break your dog legs."
Su Youzhu: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."
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Half an hour later, a taxi passed by.
Gu Jianlin sat in the back seat, looking at the turbulent traffic at night and the dim coastline.
“A pleasure to work with.”
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally escaped."
Su Youzhu sat next to him, hummed, and said quietly: "Are you really trying hard enough to take off the bandages?"
Gu Jianlin coughed dryly. Fortunately, his forehead was long enough to cover his forehead and was almost invisible.
"Do you want to go to the pharmacy later to buy some medicine and apply it on it?"
Su Youzhu asked casually.
Gu Jianlin said: "No, I bought it in advance. Just go back and do it yourself."
Su Youzhu didn't say much and leaned against the car window in a daze.
But her phone vibrated, and there was an unmarked call coming in.
She thought it was a call from the courier guy, so she answered it out of habit: "Hello, hello."
Gu Jianlin heard a pleasant, slightly worried female voice on the phone.
"Yes, Youzhu? How are you doing recently? Mom is very..."
Communication stopped abruptly.
Su Youzhu hung up the phone expressionlessly and blocked the phone number.
Gu Jianlin's heart moved: "Is this your mother?"
Su Youzhu glanced at him and said in a cold voice: "What biological mother? I only have one mother. The wrong person was called just now."
Gu Jianlinxin said that this was really a lie with open eyes. How could he call out your name when he called the wrong number?
But everyone has their own concerns.
He himself is the kind of person who can tell at a glance that he is very worried.
You are not qualified to point fingers at others.
Tonight is the last day of the Tomb Sweeping Day holiday, and the road is jammed with cars.
By the time we arrived at Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, it was already fifteen minutes past the return time.
Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu hurriedly got out of the car with their luggage.
The rule of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School is that classes will be re-divided every year, and by the senior year they will be in the same class.
The class teacher, Lao Wang, is the school's dean of education and has always been known for his strictness.
With his one-handed war roar, students in the city were frightened.
By the time the brother and sister returned to the dormitory, put away their luggage, and hurried to the teaching building, everyone in the class had arrived.
However, at the door of the classroom, there was no such short, fat and angry figure from the past.
No war cry either.
Instead, a strange young man with glasses stood at the door, looking at them with a smile.
"late?"
The man adjusted his glasses and said with a smile: "I am the new teacher Lu. If you, teacher Wang, ask for leave, I will take care of you for a few days. Little girl, please go in first, and the young man will stay and tell you why you are late."
Su Youzhu was stunned for a moment, glanced at her brother suspiciously, and then entered the classroom.
Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second. The voice seemed familiar for some reason, and he looked at the man in front of him carefully.
"Heh, you are quite perceptive."
The man pulled at his face and actually tore off a piece of human skin, revealing a familiar half of his face.
"It's me, Lu Zicheng."
Gu Jianlin was shocked and speechless: "Why is it you? Where is Lao Wang?"
"Come to your school to perform a mission."
Lu Zicheng smiled and said, "As for your former head teacher, he has indeed taken a leave of absence."
Gu Jianlin frowned and asked, "Really? Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
Lu Zicheng shrugged: "Of course I asked him to take the leave. I sent someone to communicate with the school and gave him a week of paid leave. During the holiday, his salary was tripled, and he readily agreed. You guys This head teacher is quite interesting. Before he left, he said that he should let him eat shit, otherwise he would not feel at ease with the money..."
Gu Jianlin: "..."
