Secret treasure?
What is a secret treasure? Why have I never heard Master talk about it?
So I asked: "Master, what is the secret treasure?"
The master smiled and said: "It is equivalent to the magic weapon of the mystic. Many ghost hunters have homemade yin-yang umbrellas, and the yin-yang umbrella is equivalent to their secret treasure.
Another example is some monks who chant sutras and recite the Buddha's name all year round. Their cassocks, Zen staffs, or beads are infected by the Buddha's energy all the year round. Over time, they become spiritual, and spiritual things can be called secret treasures.
Another example is the Taoist priest’s Bagua mirror, peach wood sword, Yin Yang Taoist robe, etc., the exorcist’s soul summoning instrument, the exorcist’s furnace...”
I nodded and said, "As soon as you said that, I understood. Then Master, what is your secret treasure?"
The master smiled: "I don't have a secret treasure now. I did have it before. But thirty years ago, I lost a competition and the secret treasure stayed in that place forever."
Seeing that something was wrong with Master's expression, there was a hint of sadness in his smile.
I didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject: "Are secret treasures also divided into levels?"
"That's right, just like the magic weapon, they are upper level, middle level and lower level."
I nodded thoughtfully and started cooking.
The master chuckled and said, "My second senior sister didn't punish you severely today?"
"Not yet, she said the devil training will be tomorrow. To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to the devil training she said."
The master whispered: "Don't expect too much. I was trained by my second senior sister when I was very young. I can describe it in four words: miserable."
I asked curiously: "How did she train you?"
The master waved his hand: "It would be meaningless to say it now."
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After eating hot pot, I went home.
I slept a little too much in the afternoon, so I leaned on my chair and turned on the computer, and then started catching up.
The anime I've been following has finally been updated with an episode, which makes me very excited.
Just when I was enjoying watching it, my phone rang.
I picked up the phone and saw that the caller was Teacher Lin.
I quickly answered the call: "Hey, teacher, what's going on?"
"Get up early tomorrow and come to Danan Mountain. I'll wait for you at the bottom of Danan Mountain. If you don't arrive at seven o'clock, you can run two hundred laps around Jiangnan City for me."
After Teacher Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
I half-opened my mouth, thinking so cruelly?
If you are late, you will have to run two hundred laps around Jiangnan City?
Jiangnan City is still very big, and it is still a second-tier city after all.
Adding up the several districts, even driving around would take an hour or two.
If I were asked to run, even if my body was strengthened by the B13 liquid, I could only run one or two laps and that would be enough.
For two hundred laps, I estimate that after five laps, my physical strength will be exhausted, and my mental energy will also be exhausted.
The most important thing is that Danan Mountain is located in a county below Jiangnan City, very far away.
I was lucky enough to go there once during a high school spring outing. It was a mountainous road with eighteen bends.
I was sitting on the school bus, which was going around and around the mountain road. The students who were motion sick at that time all vomited, and the students who were not motion sick were also dizzy and several of them vomited.
Best of all, I'm in it.
It takes two hours to drive from Jiangnan City to Dananshan.
It's not that it's very far, but the mountain road behind it is difficult to walk, and it goes around and around, just like deep mountains and old forests.
Teacher Lin asked me to arrive at seven o'clock tomorrow, so I have to get up at least four o'clock.
Thinking of this, I watched a Hammer anime, turned off the computer, and then lay down in bed to sleep.
At the same time, I also set the alarm clock.
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After sleeping, there is no doubt that I entered the dream world again.
This time, I entered the dream world of my hometown.
I was still wearing my school uniform, standing in the main room.
It actually connected with last night's dream.
The back door of the main room opened and my sister walked in.
Seeing my sister look like an adult, I was secretly relieved.
On the wall, the family photo has returned to normal, and everyone in the photo is clear.
I walked up to my sister and asked, "Where have you been? I couldn't find you just now."
My sister said angrily: "Didn't I say to go to the toilet. By the way, where is the little girl?"
I instantly understood that she was referring to An Xiaobei.
I whispered: "She's gone."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the main room turned on and the air conditioner turned on automatically.
Because of the rain, the originally dark room suddenly became bright.
My sister smiled and said, "The call finally came. Go take a hot bath and blow dry your hair. Otherwise, you will get sick easily if you get caught in the rain."
When I thought about the "fight" with An Xiaobei in the yard just now, my whole body had been soaked in the rain.
When I came to my bedroom, although it was not decorated, it had all the necessary electrical appliances, including air conditioning, a computer, and there were posters of celebrities I had never seen before on the walls.
So I firmly believe in my heart that this dream world of my hometown is also a parallel world.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, I went back to the main room to turn on the air conditioner.
My sister was leaning on the sofa watching TV, with her legs crossed and a smile on her face.
This reminds me of Sister Watermelon Head, the sister who looks like a child.
The two of them have exactly the same look, movements, and even smiles.
I couldn't help but ask: "Sister, are you getting married?"
Because I remember that the sister in the dream world of the mental hospital is getting married.
My sister picked up a pillow from the sofa and threw it at me: "Fuck you! I'm only a sophomore, you're old enough to get married, and I don't have a boyfriend yet."
I thought something was wrong, my sister must be longing for love. After all, my sister in the real world screams when she sees a handsome guy in my college.
The most important thing is that my sister is very good-looking and has fair skin. How can such a beautiful woman not have a boyfriend?
I walked over to sit next to her, grinned and said, "Then no one chases you at school?"
"There are a lot of boys chasing me. There are a lot of boys who like me since high school, but unfortunately I don't like me. I prefer the girls in our class." My sister said carelessly.
I:"……"
I couldn't help but think that Sister Watermelon Head liked to touch some women.
For example, Lin Qian, Li Weiwei, Li Yue, Tang Yi, and even Teacher Lin have all suffered at the hands of Sister Watermelon Head, but they don't know it.
I didn't continue to ask, but went back to my room and started rummaging through the boxes.
The me in this world is the same as the me in the real world, and the computer passwords are the same.
There are also several obsolete smartphones in the drawer.
I took out a mobile phone and simply charged it.
After charging about 20%, I turned on the video and started filming at home.
He took a picture of the living room, then turned to the front camera and started taking pictures of himself.
After taking a picture of myself, I switched the camera and came to the living room: "Sister, let's compete."
The sister on the sofa gestured to me very cooperatively.
Then, I took a picture of the family photo on the wall.
After doing all this, I quickly saved the video, then turned off my phone and stuffed it into my pants.
I want to make sure that I bring this phone back to the real world...
