I Can Absorb Spiritual Contamination

　　 "The class I teach?" Xie Yao was slightly surprised.

　　 "Well, I promised to be a student in Class 16 of the third year. Please thank you, teacher, for more snacks. We will find out the reason as soon as possible and try not to affect other students in the class."

　　 The director said in a low tone, "His father was an auxiliary staff member of the Investigation Department. He died in the field exploration a few years ago. His mother was engaged in financial work at a power plant and raised a son and a daughter alone."

　　 "Auxiliary staff?" Xie Yao raised his eyebrows to express doubt.

　　 "Well, it's responsible for the transportation of supplies. The specific situation is not clear. By the way, his biological sister has just been admitted to our school this year and is in high school."

　　 The director introduced the basic information he promised to be quite complete, but he didn't notice that when he mentioned the "biological sister", the corners of Xie Yao's mouth twitched.

　　 "Well, I understand." Xie Yao responded.

　　 The director patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement: "Then you will be very hard. For the family members, their head teacher will also assist you and be responsible for comforting you."

　　 "Promise..."

　　 Xie Yao recalled a little bit. He had some impressions of this name. I remembered that this was a relatively introverted student with a pretty good cultural score, but very poor physical performance and no talent for potions.

　　'S life experience is a bit miserable, but similar families are not at the bottom in Anding City.

　　 At least, he still has a family, a mother who has a stable job, and a sister who is equally good at school.

　　 It's a pity that a sudden accident, perhaps not an accident, made this originally not wealthy family even worse.

　　 When the director walked away, Xie Yao saw the end of the corridor, Ling Haijing beckoned to him.

　　Because she was going to attend the meeting, she reluctantly dressed up, a white shirt and tights, her legs were slender and straight, and she wore a white windbreaker. She was heroic.

　　 "It seems that everything went well for you last night? That ghoul solved it?" Ling Haijing asked, but instead of looking at Xie Yao's face, he stared at the backpack in his hand.

　　 It's bulging, and it's full of things at first glance.

　　 "It's done, it's pretty smooth." Xie Yao didn't say much nonsense, and took out the box with the head of the harpy.

　　 Ling Haijing turned her back, opened the box with a click, and checked the banshee's head, which was relieved.

　　 This head probably had a psychological shadow last night, lying quietly, not only did not scream, but also did not even open his eyes.

　　 Thanks to the old **** who is here, he is not worried about the sword wound on his forehead at all, because it has healed on its own and no wounds can be seen.

　　 "Okay, let's talk about it later, the task I took is more troublesome, I have to participate in the research of the bone frame, I will probably be very busy these days." Ling Haijing said as he put the head of the banshee away.

　　 Xie Yao nodded, and talked about his own arrangements. He was going to seek help from the police station tomorrow, otherwise it would be too troublesome to find a source of "fuel".

　　 This is the normal state since their cooperation. If they can't stay in the laboratory, they will inform each other in advance of their next trip.

　　 After all, both of them are strangers in a foreign land, and they don’t have any friends or relatives there. If someone knows where they are going, it can be regarded as taking care of each other.

Suddenly, Xie Yao's face turned serious, and he said, "The deputy team leader, don't you want to cooperate with the regular team leader? Congratulations, senior sister, for getting the opportunity to compete with him again. This time, we must fight for our laboratory."

What? What the hell?

　　 Ling Haijing almost didn't react, he whispered something like that!

　　 Her expression was dumbfounded, and when she reacted, she burst into flames with anger.

　　 Potions subject group leader, Chu Shangu, and Ling Haijing are the potions teachers who joined the same term.

　　 In the researcher selection last year, Ling Haijing also competed with him on the same stage, but he was defeated.

　　 Now Chu Shangu is the youngest junior researcher since the establishment of the Third High School, while Ling Haijing is still sprinting this year, and is often used by others as a background for the other party.

　　 For example, "Have you seen it? Ling Haijing, the deputy head of the ancestor of the magic medicine subject, is about to become a junior researcher in his twenties. Isn't that great? It's a pity that he is so powerful, he has become Chu Shangu's defeat!"

　　 This made her extremely competitive, she looked at the other party as a thorn in her eyes, and she wanted to drink her blood for research.

　　 At this time, when Xie Yao mentioned that the face of the dead person would also participate in the study of the bones, Ling Haijing suddenly felt that the sun was not shining at all.

　　 My mentality has exploded! Who wants to work with such people!

　　 "Thank Yao! Don't say a word, will you die?"

　　 Ling Haijing was mad, kicked out, and found that only Xie Yao's back was left in front of him.

　　 At this time, Xie Yao's words rang in his ears: "If you have a chance, see if there are any remaining spirits on the bones, and help me get them!"

　　 "Spirit body?"

　　 Ling Haijing is a little confused, he is a person who has no talent for potions, what does he want a spirit body for?

　　 This is generally an auxiliary item for taking potions.

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　　 There are three teaching buildings with three heights, one grade and one four-story teaching building, with four classrooms on each floor, with stairs and public toilets at both ends, and the scale is not small.

　　 The three teaching buildings are side by side, and the east side is connected by a corridor, and the office building of the culture teacher is all the way forward.

　　 There are 16 classes in each grade, classes 1 to 4 are on the fourth floor, classes 5 to 8 are on the third floor, and so on.

　　 Xie Yao is in charge of classes 13, 14, 15, and 16, all of which happen to be on the first floor.

　　 Class 16 classrooms are on the westernmost side of the first floor, next to the public toilets. Feng Shui is naturally not good, but there are dedicated personnel responsible for cleaning, so there is no smell.

　　 Potions class is from 2 to 5 in the afternoon. Now the time has not arrived, and there are teachers in several classrooms.

　　 But Xie Yao walked all the way from Class 13 like a ghost. From the window, you can see that many students were absent-minded. Two of them lowered their heads and whispered, mostly talking about the explosion in the morning.

　　 Class 16 is even more so, before entering the door, you can hear the buzzing discussion inside.

　　 "The teacher is here!"

　　 I don't know who yelled first, and Xie Yao pushed the door and entered. The sound of the discussion fell for a moment, and then stopped abruptly.

　　 The students panicked for a while, and then all of a sudden sat upright, waiting for a few students who had "toured" to other people's places to return to their seats. One minute has passed.

brush! A pair of eyes stared at the podium.

　　 Looking at this memorable scene, Xie Yao looked around and suddenly said: "Ahem, the whole floor is the noisiest in your class!"

　　Some classmates blushed so much that they can't wait to get into the ground, while others have hippie smiles.

　　 Xie Yao didn't bother too much. He looked at the pair of ponytail girls wearing glasses in the front row and asked, "Where is your head teacher?"

"outside!"

　　 The girl with ponytail just wanted to answer, when the boy next to her rushed to point her direction, her face was rounded with anger.

　　 "Then everyone will study by yourself and take your theory test in the afternoon." Xie Yao smiled and patted the boy's head.

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 "Huh? Teacher, you will avenge your revenge."

　　 The classroom roared with laughter, filled with a happy atmosphere. The previous news of the death of the classmate had disappeared a lot, only the boy's face suddenly collapsed.

　　 The class teacher of Class 16 is surnamed Yao Minghong. He is a Chinese teacher who has been teaching for more than ten years.

　　 Xie Yao went out and walked around the trail on the west side of the teaching building, and saw Yao Hong and two women with similar looks standing together, exchanging something.

　　 It seems that these two people are the promised mother and sister. This mother is extremely young and beautiful. Standing with her daughter is not like a mother and daughter, but like sisters.

　　 Looking from a distance, Xie Yao found a strange thing, that is, the mother's eyes were full of tears, and her sorrow and sorrow were overwhelming, but her sister Xu Yan looked expressionless.

　　 Could it be that the brother and sister have a bad relationship? He didn't think much, greeted him, and walked over.

　　 Seeing Xie Yao approaching, Yao Hong nodded politely to him, and introduced: "Teacher Xie, they are the promised family members. His mother, Ms. Jin, is her youngest daughter Xu Yan."

　　 "Jin Qingxi has met Teacher Xie."

　　 The woman wiped away her tears and took her daughter to bow to him, with a respectful attitude. It seems that Yao Hong told her Xie Yao's identity.

　　 Xie Yao was slightly surprised, but did not show it, and said: "I only heard about the promised thing. I'm really sorry. Please be sorrowful and change."

　　 Jin Qingxi shook his head and whispered: "Life and death are life and death. My son has a hard life. I can't force it. I just hope that he can take away his life and things one by one, so as to comfort the souls of the dead.

　　 "In addition, my concubine has something to ask for, and I hope I can thank you, teacher, to make it happen."

　　 Concubine body... This aunt is pretty good-looking, but why does it feel weird to talk?

　　 Xie Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Yao Hong. The latter coughed and winked, which seemed to have suffered greatly.

　　Don't talk about Yao Hong, Xie Yao saw that Xu Yan was also covering her face with one hand at this time, as if she could not look directly at her mother.

　　 Alas, it’s really hard for Teacher Yao to talk to her for so long... Xie Yao nodded in relief.

　　 Yao Hong almost burst into tears, suddenly feeling a sense of self-confidence.

　　 Teacher Xie who knows my troubles too!

　　 But the next moment, Xie Yao clasped his fists in both hands, bowed and said:

　　 "Mrs. Xu, you are out of here! I promised to be my student, a teacher for a day, a father for life, trivial matters, it's not enough, I will help, it makes sense! You just say it doesn't hurt."

　　 "..." Yao Hong.

　　 "..." Xu Yan.

　　 Why do they speak so naturally, as if everything should be like this? is it my fault? Who am I, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Why am I here? Isn't it 422 years now?

　　 At this moment, both the teacher and the student had doubts from the bottom of their hearts.

　　 Especially this teacher Xie, he was quite normal just now! Could it be contagious too?

　　 The only person who doesn't think Xie Yao has a problem is naturally Jin Qingxi.

　　 The beautiful woman's eyes lit up, and even her previous grief was almost wiped out. She stared at Xie Yao's face and asked, "This request is really hard to tell. Can you really say it?"

　　 "Just say it." Xie Yao squinted, full of confidence.

Jin Qingxi rubbed his hands, gritted his teeth with determination, and said: "That concubine has the courage to speak out! My son promised that the person I admired most was Xie, Teacher, therefore, my concubine courageously, I would like to ask you to help My son presides over the ceremonies and saves the souls of the dead."

　　 "……"

Ha ha. Xie Yao smiled, still squinting, but his eyes were fixed on Jin Qingxi, and her eyes turned, so that she suddenly printed her whole figure.

　　 This is the initial use of the four-character potion talent he got from the golden egg.

　　 Xie Yao hasn't taken the potion yet, so the newly acquired ability can't be used in combat yet, but it can be used for identification.

　　 Discern whether the target is suitable to be your own potion.

　　If it is suitable, it means that the other party has a problem and is not a normal human!

　　 The daughter said it was weird, and Xie Yao could see that she had a problem at a glance.

　　 At this moment, in Xie Yao's eyes, Jin Qingxi's figure is pure white, the shadow is normal, black and white are distinct, and cannot be separated.

　　 This means that she has not been possessed by the resentful spirit, has not mutated, and has no possibility of becoming her own potion...

　　 Xie Yao's eyes slowly widened, gradually losing focus.

　　艹! She really wants me to do things!