The Old Gods Are Whispering

Gu Jianlin felt the pale will-o'-the-wisp burning on the five fingers of his right hand, and fell into deep thought.

"The consumption of spirituality remains the same, but the output of extraordinary ability is twice. Is this because I am both a human being and the soul of an ancient god?"

"The benefits brought by the unicorn are estimated to be more than that, because I am now in a human state, not like in the ancient tomb..."

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Apart from my own advancement, I have to give half of it to feed the black unicorn. It's terrible."

I don't know how much resources will be burned for this.

Regarding the existence of the black unicorn, he is somewhat used to it now.

In fact, the black unicorn is one with him.

That feeling is very strange, like another personality separated from the body.

A majestic and furious personality like a king.

Gu Jianlin was sure that this had no effect on him.

When he used profiling before, he could also see part of other people's lives, an immersive experience.

The more you see, the more you understand.

There is a saying that the more people know, the less happy they will be.

This will indeed cause some burden on his mental state.

Fortunately, his personality is very dull, he is not easily influenced by emotions, and can regulate himself.

In the end, it just made him more and more reticent, making it difficult to be happy.

In other words, it is easy to be depressed.

When his father taught him profiling, he had reminded him that enough should be done in moderation.

However, no matter in the ancient tomb or under the viaduct, when the black unicorn in his consciousness wakes up, he feels a split personality.

"Li Changzhi took me away because he wanted to get Lao Gu's relics from me, but he left me nothing during his lifetime, except for the mysterious unicorn mask, which turned me into what I am now."

Gu Jianlin felt that his guess was absurd, but it was not unreasonable.

Now that he uses profile on himself, he can basically see two images.

One is the image of God.

The other is the image of a black unicorn.

Now that the black unicorn is nourished by spirituality, his condition has improved a lot.

"If you encounter any danger, I don't know if you can make that weird syllable like in the ancient tomb..."

As long as that power can be used again, then the assessment task this time will be stable, and those fallen ones can be eliminated to ensure safety.

He extinguished the will-o'-the-wisp in his right hand and put on the Deep Space Network test bracelet.

The black wristband lights up with a green light, beeps twice, and emits a humanized mechanical sound.

"Level: Zero! Spiritual accumulation: 25%!"

Gu Jianlin thought that sure enough, he could get three copies of the spiritual medicine at one time, and it was his reward for being a self-sublimated person and hunting down a first-level fallen person. Under normal circumstances, people can directly complete half of the current stage. accumulation.

Ordinary newcomers only have one bottle at most.

And because of the black unicorn, he used three bottles of secret medicine and 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, it could recognize eyeballs.

"Reserve investigator, Gu Jianlin."

"Welcome to Deep Space Technology!"

The safe opened automatically, and a golden desert eagle lay impressively inside.

It is also equipped with a full hundred gold-like dazzling bullets.

"Desert Eagle, the shit out of novels and movies, but..."

Gu Jianlin grabbed the Desert Eagle and carefully observed the texture of the gun.

It seems to be able to see the blazing fire, molten iron, complicated and mysterious lines, and hear the roar of machinery.

Well, this is an assembly line production, but it is not a simple process.

Alchemy technology!

Gu Jianlin is still a newcomer and knows nothing about alchemy.

But from what I learned from the Deep Space Network, the most commonly used equipment for sublimators is alchemy weapons.

Without exception, they are all products of alchemy.

As for the higher-level mythical weapons, that is something that cannot be met.

Taking the Desert Eagle and a box of ammunition, Gu Jianlin dug out a new set of clothes, quickly opened the door and walked into the toilet.

He took a shower, changed into 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 reinstalled them.

Seven rounds were in the magazine.

Put the other box of ammunition in your pocket.

Finally, put the Desert Eagle in the belt and block it with the hem of the clothes.

If you wear a school uniform again, you won't be able to see it at all.

Feel safe.

He faced the mirror again and brushed his forehead hair down, just covering his forehead.

Without the bandages and gauze, Mom couldn't tell he was hurt.

By the way, you can also hide it from Youzhu.

Gu Jianlin returned to the room, put the empty reagent bottle into the courier box, and planned to throw it out the door.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still touched a lighter, ran to the top of the building, and burned it directly.

In this way, there will be no more traces.

This busy work lasted until 5:30 in the afternoon. Today is the back-to-school day, and I have to go back to school in a while.

At sunset, Su Youzhu had finished her makeup and came out in her school uniform.

As soon as the girl came out, she looked at the next room, left and right.

She looked at the clean and odorless bedroom, especially the empty trash can, and fell into thought: "It's pretty clean."

Gu Jianlin was sitting at the computer desk browsing the Deep Space Network, and asked blankly, "What?"

Su Youzhu didn't answer, but looked around blankly, and asked curiously, "Where did you hide your things?"

"ha?"

Gu Jianlin's head was full of question marks.

About five minutes later, there was the sound of the door lock turning. It should be that Mom and Uncle Su came back.

Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu looked at each other, and entered into a state of combat readiness in a very tacit understanding.

The door opened, and the couple came back with big bags and small bags, which were basically local products from their hometown in Jiaoxi.

My mother is forty-two years old this year, but she is as well-maintained as she is in her thirties. She is dressed in fashion and is a beautiful old aunt.

Now I have opened a nail salon with considerable income.

Uncle Su is the director of a foreign company. He is said to have served as a soldier in his early years, with a meticulous and serious personality.

I really like Gu Jianlin's attitude.

After all, Gu Jianlin has good grades, doesn't have any bad habits, lives a regular life every day, and can work and study.

Uncle Su, who used to be a soldier, seemed to see his own shadow.

As for the two sisters, it's different. Both are troubled girls, and I heard that they have been beaten a lot since they were young.

"Xiaolin, Zhuzhu! Come out, I brought you some food from my hometown, remember to take it back to school. It's another week I can't go home, the food in your school cafeteria, the dog will shake his head when he smells it." Mom came in the door , pinched his waist and shouted.

Uncle Su went straight 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 obediently, and handed it over.

Gu Jianlin followed behind her, looked at the broom in Uncle Su's hand, and secretly clicked his tongue.

"Um."

Uncle Su checked his homework, showed a satisfied expression, turned his head and asked: "Xiao Lin, didn't you copy it? Let me tell you, although she is your younger sister, she is not your own sister. You can't be too used to it." her."

At this moment, Gu Jianlin noticed the look in the girl's eyes, and hurriedly said, "It's a bit unfair to her to say that she copied it. She has been studying very hard recently, and I watched her do it one by one."

Su Youzhu remained expressionless, but he was obviously relieved.

At this time, my mother took out a rolling pin with a smile on the side and put it on the table.

Gu Jianlin's body trembled.

"Zhuzhu, tell me, your brother hasn't been running around these two days, right?"

My mother squinted her eyes, but her eyes were dangerous.

Su Youzhu glanced at her brother, and said calmly, "No, he has been helping me with my homework these two days."

Mom and Uncle Su nodded in satisfaction, feeling that they had effectively educated their children.

"Not bad, let's go to school."

Mom weighed the rolling pin and ordered.

Gu Jianlin: "Oh, yes, yes, yes."

"Youzhu, your brother's injury is just right, take care of him more, study hard at school, don't touch fish."

Uncle Su said sternly: "Otherwise I will break your dog legs."

Su Youzhu: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes."

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The taxi was driving on the viaduct, stuck in the turbulent traffic.

Gu Jianlin sat in the back seat, looking at the coastline under the night sky.

On the screen of his mobile phone was the personal information of the clown.

"Name: John Berger."

"Level: first-order fallen person, magician path."

"Identity information: 46 years old, a Hispanic male, his parents died early, and he lived in an orphanage since he was a child. After being detected as a sublimator, he studied at the University of Missouri, with a double master's degree in the Department of Philosophy and Ancient Engineering, half a year ago Participate in the Qilin Fairy Palace project as a dimension inspector."

"Four months ago, the spirit was polluted and two colleagues were killed, and then involved in the blood moon massacre. Gu Ci'an, who ran away, was severely injured and fled the scene with serious injuries. He used his identity authority overnight to steal two mythical weapons that had not yet been transported into storage. After that, he killed fifty-seven people in a row and is still at large!"

"This person relies on the effect of mythical armament, and it is likely to have some kind of concealment or camouflage ability. For the time being, there is no known means or ability to accurately locate his location."

"Note: This person may have genetic mutation ability, please be careful."

The most important thing is the extraordinary ability possessed by magicians!

Prediction of danger.

Card knife.

hypnotism.

Teleportation.

Vision of death.

This is all the abilities of the magician path in the first three stages.

The Deep Space Network has already announced it.

Considering the Joker became the Fallen four months ago, it's very likely he's advanced by now.

Combat strength will fluctuate, but there is a high probability that it will not exceed the third level.

Gu Jianlin didn't know how to deal with this person, or where to find teammates to participate in this mission.

Because Lu Zicheng basically didn't say anything else to him.

Considering the girl's safety, Gu Jianlin decided to stay with her.

Prevent the Aether Association from going wrong, causing her to be kidnapped and used to intimidate herself.

On the contrary, as long as you are close to her, there is no need to attack her.

After all, the opponent's target is himself.

And he wanted to get what his father left behind from him.

Su Youzhu looked at him suspiciously, and said softly, "You really worked hard, have all the bandages been taken off?"

Gu Jianlin let out a dry cough, but luckily his forehead hair was long enough that he could hardly see it when it was covered.

"Do you want to go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and apply it?"

Su Youzhu asked seriously.

Gu Jianlin said: "No, I bought it in advance, and I can do it myself when I go back."

Su Youzhu didn't say much, and leaned against the car window in a daze.

It's just that her mobile phone vibrated, and a call came in without a note.

She thought it was the courier brother's call, and picked it up habitually: "Hello, hello."

However, Gu Jianlin heard a pleasant, slightly nervous female voice on the phone.

"Yes, Youzhu? How are you doing recently? Mom is very..."

The communication came to an abrupt end.

Su Youzhu hung up the phone expressionlessly, and then blocked the phone number.

Gu Jianlin's heart skipped a beat: "Is this your real mother?"

Su Youzhu glanced at him, and said in a cold voice, "What mother? I only have one mother. That person made a mistake just now."

Gu Jianlinxin said that this is really talking nonsense with open eyes, how could it be possible to call out your name when you make a wrong call.

But everyone has their own concerns.

He himself is the kind of person who can tell at a glance that his mind is very serious.

Nor is it qualified to point fingers at others.

Tonight is the last day of the Ching Ming holiday, and there is a lot of traffic on the road.

By the time they arrived at Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, it was already 15 minutes past the back-to-school time.

Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu got off the car in a hurry with their luggage.

The rule of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School is to re-segregate classes every year, and they are in the same class in the third year of high school.

The head teacher Lao Wang is the school's teaching director and has always been known for his strictness.

Relying on the roar of war with one hand, the students in the whole city were frightened.

It would be pure bad luck for anyone to fall into his hands.

By the time the siblings returned to the dormitory to pack their luggage and hurried to the teaching building, everyone in the class was present.

However, at the door of the classroom, there is no such a short, fat and angry figure in 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'm the new teacher Lu. Your teacher Wang asked for leave. I'll take care of you for a few days. The little girl goes in first, the young man stays, and tell me why you're late."

Su Youzhu was taken aback for a moment. She was a poor student with short light blue hair, so logically she would be picked out alone.

She turned her head to look at her brother with pity, and then entered the classroom.

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second, the voice sounded familiar for some reason, and he carefully sized up the man in front of him.

"Oh, you are quite sharp, kid."

The man pulled his face, and even tore off a piece of human skin, revealing half of his familiar face.

"It's me, Lu Zicheng."

Gu Jianlin was shocked and speechless: "Why are you? Where is Old Wang?"

"Come to your school to perform a mission."

Lu Zicheng said with a smile: "As for your original class teacher, it is true that he has asked for leave."

Gu Jianlin frowned and asked, "Really? Isn't this too a coincidence?"

Lu Zicheng shrugged: "Of course I asked him to ask for leave. I sent someone to communicate with the school and gave him a week's paid vacation. During the vacation, his salary was tripled, and he readily agreed. You guys This homeroom teacher is quite interesting, before he left, he said that it is better to let him eat shit, otherwise he will not feel at ease with the money..."