A-level spirit master

When Gu Yan regained consciousness again, he had already returned to the bedroom of Gao Zhibu.In front of you is the familiar decoration of the Republic of China, so exquisite and elegant that you can start filming "Deep Love and Rain" anytime and anywhere.

A dry hand stretched out from the side of the bed, and lifted his eyelids familiarly.Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, a woman with gray hair but delicate face took a small flashlight and shone into his eyeballs, then withdrew her hand coldly: "It's nothing serious."

Hearing this, Ming Ming stood up from the sofa beside her, with a smile on her face: "I'm sorry, Aunt Wei."

Wei Zaorong put the miscellaneous things back into the medicine box: "I'll go and see Shen Cun, call me if you need anything."

"Ah, what's the matter with Shen Cun?" Gu Yan couldn't lie down anymore, a carp sat up straight, and hurriedly stretched his head and asked.He got up violently, and there was a buzzing in his ears, and he stayed on the bed for a while.

Wei Zaorong glanced at him lightly, twisted the door and left.

As soon as Aunt Wei left, Ming Ming put away the smiling face and gave Gu Yan a look: "Lie back."

Seeing Ming Ming's stinky face unexpectedly, Gu Yan felt nostalgic in his heart, and couldn't help but smile at Ming Ming.

Ming Ming rolled his eyes, but his face softened a lot: "Lie down honestly, and if something goes wrong again, we'll see who suffers."

Gu Yan pulled the pillow and tilted it up, her mind was still a little dazed—a task of sealing the spirit made it feel like a world away.He suddenly understood what Tao Nanzhi had said. If a spirit master goes on a mission alone, Mailing is indeed the greatest comfort in the days when the future is uncertain.

Ming Ming dragged a chair to the side of the bed, looked at Gu Yan and sighed: "Are you awake?"

Gu Yan nodded, there was no obvious discomfort on his body, but his limbs felt sore and limp, probably because he had been lying down for a long time.

"Leader, what's wrong with brother Cun?" Gu Yan asked again, his voice was still a little fluttering.

Mingming's eyes showed worry: "I have recovered from the trauma and everything, but I still have a fever."

"Fever again?" Gu Yan frowned, "Didn't everyone say that the body mechanism of the spirit master has changed, so he won't get sick?"

"Yeah, it's very strange." Ming Ming looked serious, "Aunt Wei gave him a detailed physical examination, but no conclusion has been reached so far. Shen Cun's symptoms seem to be some kind of rejection reaction. Did you get poisoned during the task of sealing the spirit?"

"Poisoned?" Gu Yan leaned forward, "Is it serious?"

"The present symptoms are fever and drowsiness." Ming Ming said, "Aunt Wei went to draw his blood again. The trial said that there may be experts who can explain it."

Gu Yan propped up one long leg, put his arm on his knee, and lowered his eyes in response.

"Hey, nothing will happen." Ming Ming slapped him on the arm, "Don't be so sad, the three of you are fine, how far can Shen Cun's ability to control the spirit world go? ?”

Gu Yan smiled: "What happened to Ah Ping and the others?"

"Chi Zhou has been brought back to the Fengling Bureau. Ah Ping was the least injured and woke up the earliest." Mingming said, "I think the Fengling report will be delivered in a while."

Gu Yan heard the words and let go of most of his heart: "By the way, I remember being struck by lightning and fainted. Who brought us back?"

"The assessment center detected a strong fluctuation, and immediately sent someone to check it." Mingming lowered his voice, "Fortunately, we were one step ahead, otherwise, this thing would have fallen into the hands of the Fengling Bureau."

Ming Ming clasped the index fingers and thumbs of his left and right hands, forming an irregular circle.

Gu Yan made a fuss: "This time, I almost lost my life."

Ming Ming looked rejoicing: "Fortunately, the four of you were sent, otherwise there would really be a spirit master buried in such a ghostly place."

Gu Yan smiled and said: "The four of us are not much better, and the task of Fengling still failed."

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but when he mentions it, Mingming feels fucking uncomfortable, pointing at Gu Yan's hand trembling a little, like a heartbroken homeroom teacher: "Demigod [Si You], S-level pulse spirit, I heard people from the evaluation center say that you are so beautiful, and that you have such a golden and precious pulse, I will cut off your head with a sword...!"

Gu Yan grinned: "It really looks quite evil... What did you say?" Gu Yan's face changed: "Who's head was cut off? Who cut off whose head?"

"You don't know? [Siyou]'s head was chopped off." Mingming was still heartbroken, and the bohemian skirt was wrinkled by her, "Hey, even a layer of skin on the neck is fine, you can get it Returning the spirit book can still save..."

Gu Yan froze on the pillow, didn't come back to his senses for a long time: "Fuck...who killed it...?"

Ming Ming raised Erlang's legs: "Looking at the wound, Shen Cun didn't run away."

Gu Yan rubbed his temples, tried to recall the scene at that time, and murmured: "It shouldn't be...it was too late to escape...how could brother Cun go back and kill [Siyou]...?"

"Did you faint before [Siyou] was killed?" Ming Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Ah." Gu Yan nodded.

Ming Ming snorted, "Okay, I'll ask Ah Ping later."

The two were chatting when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in--"

Feng Ping turned the door and walked in, holding Feng Ling's report in his hand.He changed his clothes and wore a white shirt and jeans. He looked crisp and refreshing. He was the kind of young man who would stand under the crabapple tree and attract everyone's attention.

Haitang boy saw Gu Yan, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Brother Gu Yan, you're awake."

"Hmm." Gu Yan raised his chin at him, "I heard you're alright?"

"Yes, I... was injured relatively lightly." Feng Ping seemed to have thought of something, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.But he quickly collected his emotions and handed Feng Ling's report to Mingming.

Mingming scanned and read three lines at a glance.

Gu Yan moved one leg away: "Sit."

Feng Ping sat down beside him: "Is your school going to start?"

Gu Yan paused, "Fuck, I actually forgot about this." He groped around for a while, finally took out his phone, and almost stared out his eyes in the next second: "September [-]?! Leave us! Half a month has passed since the city?!"

Feng Ping understood his shock very well: "You have been lying in bed for six days."

While calculating, Gu Yan said, "The assessment center will definitely check it immediately if it detects a strong fluctuation... It was September [-]th when we were brought back, and we entered the cave the night before Tiancheng Middle School started..."

"...we were in the cave for twelve days..."

Feng Ping sighed: "When the mobile phone can't be used, and you don't feel hungry and tired easily, the concept of time is blurred."

Gu Yan rubbed his face, feeling like a big bubble was stuffed in his heart, a little empty and a little swollen... This kind of feeling is like he disappeared from this world for half a month.

Stripped from this warm and bustling world, half a month.

He inexplicably thought of Shen Cun.Shen Cun once said that he has never done any teamwork missions since he became an adult, so those commendable achievements are the result of how much loneliness and depression he endured...

Gu Yan's heart twitched, and he suddenly wanted to see Shen Cun, even if Shen Cun couldn't talk to him or smile very gently, even if he just leaned against the door frame to take a look at that idiot.

Seeing that Gu Yan had been silent, Feng Ping knew what was going on after thinking about it for two seconds: "All the psychological counselors in Jiling, Brother Gu Yan, if you need it, you can ask Miss Xiaoming to contact you."

Gu Yan waved his hands and jumped off the bed: "I'll go first..."

"Wait for a while." Ming Ming didn't show any expression on her face, she handed the report to Gu Yan, "Look at it."

Gu Yan was baffled, he was thinking about Shen Cun, and he read it at a glance: "What's wrong?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Ming Ming asked.

Gu Yan was dumbfounded, and looked down again, "What's wrong?"

Feng Ping was also puzzled.

Ming Ming was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing, just like Dongfang Bubai who has achieved great feats, every laugh reveals complacency and arrogance.

When she made such a move, the other two were quite frightened.Frightened, Feng stood up from the edge of the bed, clung to Gu Yan, and whispered: "Brother..., Miss Xiaoming, Miss Xiaoming, this is..."

Gu Yan replied in a low voice: "I guess he was greatly stimulated by [Siyou's] death. Let's go, you can avoid the limelight with my brother first."

"Then Miss Ming?"

"Call Ming Jian over to hold him."

"……it is good."

The two of them moved two steps against the wall, Ming Ming stopped laughing suddenly, and looked straight at Gu Yan: "Gu Yan, you were born... to be a spirit master!"

"Huh?" Gu Yan was stunned.

"In the history of spirit control, there have been amazing and brilliant genius spirit control masters." Ming Ming also stood up and said with folded hands, "but in this era we live in, there are only two people who can deserve this title."

"No, it should be said... There are actually two people."

"One is Shen Cun. One is you."

Gu Yan got goosebumps from being praised: "Leader, if you have something to say..."

Mingming picked up the report and shook it, "I knew on the day of the group arena that you are not a simple character. Mastering the spell is not the most difficult thing, what is difficult is the on-the-spot reaction and judgment, and the ability to face unknown forces. You have the guts! You have been in the field for less than three months, and this is only your third, strictly speaking, your second mission, and in this respect it is already comparable to well-trained top spirit masters!"

Ming Ming's eyes were as bright as if he had practiced for 49 days in the Eight Diagrams Furnace of Taishang Laojun: "Besides, you and Shen Cun are both the power of Jilingsuo!"

Gu Yan understood why Mingming was so excited.

During the mission in Qinglong Village, he was a badass, and he was basically not mentioned in the report.In the mission of Henggongyu, Shen Cun knew that he could not swim, so he basically sealed it alone, and the fight between him and Ji Xuan was interesting, but when the two of them were writing Feng Ling's report This part is hidden.Mingming's understanding of Gu Yan, apart from the fact that the group arena is the demigod's task, Gu Yan's growth during this period is huge and rapid, Ming Ming was inevitably shocked.

Speaking of which, even if Ming Ming witnessed the struggle between him and Ji Xuan, he would not change his conclusion.

Gu Yan is indeed the same as Shen Cun, he is an outstanding spirit master with a slanted sword!

Gu Yan coughed dryly: "It's not as exaggerated as you said, Brother Cun also taught me a lot."

"Oh, what did he teach you?" Fighting is different.

Gu Yan thought for a while: "...Don't be cowardly, just go up and do it."

Ming Ming choked and gave him a thumbs up.

Feng Ping also gave a thumbs up, his eyes sparkling: "Brother Gu Yan, I think you are very good when we perform the task together this time. When Miss Xiao Ming said it, I think you are even better! It turns out that you have only done one task before. ah."

Don't care about this person, he is shameless when he brags himself, and when others praise him seriously, he will blush and feel guilty, and he is still a little happy in his heart, so he laughed twice: "Low-key, low-key."

Mingming slapped him on the arm amusedly, and couldn't help but rushed over, rubbing his curly hair vigorously on tiptoe: "Good boy, from now on, you will also be proud of our Jiling Institute, and pissed off the group of Fengling Bureau." Big idiot!"

Gu Yan raised the corners of his lips and winked at her.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by Wei Zaorong's calm voice:

"Miss Ming, Shen Cun is awake."