Soon, the convoy arrived at the airport.
Everyone had a simple meal at the airport and then boarded the plane.
This flight to Xiaoguang City is at midnight, a standard red-eye flight, but it is the earliest ticket we can buy, and there is no other choice.
Lu Yingjiu had nothing to do and didn't want to sleep, so he just wandered around the airport.
Jing Xian kept urging Lu Yingjiu to go into various stores and buy whatever she wanted, but Lu Yingjiu had little interest in shopping and only bought necessities. She just glanced at all the goods and didn't buy anything.
Jingxian felt very sorry.
said: "I have never given you anything valuable."
Lu Yingjiu looked at them and said, "Just the few sports cars you parked at my house are already valuable enough."
"How can that be enough?" Jing Xian said, "But I gave you a diamond ring before, and you didn't seem to like it."
Whenever this matter was mentioned, Lu Yingjiu started to think of it.
It was the first time that I dreamt of Jing Xian. I couldn’t see him clearly and thought Jing Xian had bad intentions, so I took off my longevity lock.
When Jing Xian saw that the longevity lock had fallen off, he thought that Xi had rejected him, so he quickly took out a big diamond ring and gave it to Xi.
The diamond ring is still in Lu Yingjiu’s home and has never been taken out.
In a sense, it's a waste.
Lu Ying said drunkenly: "If you suddenly gave me a diamond ring, there is no way I would accept it."
"It's not sudden now," Jing Xian said, "When are you going to bring him out so that everyone can see that you are a married man?"
"Your diamond ring is as big as a pigeon egg. Are you afraid that others don't know how much money my family has?" Lu Yingjiu said, "I was robbed after walking a few steps outside."
Jing Xian put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Who would dare to rob you? If anyone dares, I will send ghosts to rob you. I will have hanged ghosts knock on your windows every night, put human heads under your bed, and fill the sewer with female ghosts' hair, which will pour out when you take a shower."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
This sounded like it could be fatal, and within two days he was frightened to death.
But speaking of buying gifts...
Lu Yingjiu asked again: "Where does your money come from?"
It seems that I have never studied the source of money.
Now that I think about it carefully, I suddenly realize: Could it be that Jing Xian is a corrupt ghost king who used all the funds allocated by the ghost world for his own use
Jing Xian said: "Ah, the ghost world is really rich."
Sure enough, Lu Yingjiu thought silently, Jing Xian was indeed a corrupt ghost king.
Jing Xian added: "There are actually quite a few gemstones and minerals in the ghost world, which are of high quality and can be sold at a good price in the human world. There are special priests in the ghost world who are in charge of this matter... In human terms, the finance department is in charge, so I haven't really worried about this matter."
"Of course, we won't sell too many gems, so as not to affect the normal operation of the world of the living."
"No ghosts would normally use this money, because there are only a few ghosts who go to the mortal world. Over time, it accumulates and becomes very rich, and it would take several lifetimes to use it all."
Hearing this, Lu Yingjiu hesitated for a few seconds.
Then he asked, "You... you are not good at corruption, right?"
“…What corruption?” Jing Xian was stunned.
"That's right," Lu Yingjiu tried to find euphemisms, "Look, you embezzled public funds to buy cars and houses, you won't be arrested suddenly? Then we can only cry behind bars."
"How could that be?" Jing Xian was even more confused.
Lu Yingjiu was just thinking, could it be that he had misunderstood Jing Xian? Then he heard Jing Xian say, "Isn't all the money in the ghost world mine? Where did the corruption come from?"
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
Okay.
Jing Xian urged him again: "So, buy whatever you want. If you keep the money, it will depreciate. It's better to cash it in."
"You know quite a lot," Lu Yingjiu said as he walked, picking up a small tumbler and taking a look at it. "How many books did you read to learn this?"
"There are tens of thousands of books," Jing Xian said, "and a lot of movies."
Then, he slowly understood everything in the world of the living, and slowly understood what kind of world Lu Yingjiu lived in.
"You'll have to watch it for a long time." Lu Yingjiu said, "It's a relief that you have the patience to watch it."
"Of course, I did it to seduce you." Jing Xian leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Besides, I read fast, so it didn't take me that long. I spent most of my time learning how to cook."
Jingxian’s cooking skills are really good, with delicious food and good taste. However, Lu Yingjiu rarely has the stomach to eat there.
Lu Yingjiu said: "No matter how fast you read, it will take at least several years. I remember you just woke up from a deep sleep, how could you have so much time?"
"Because it's really fast." Jing Xian said, "If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."
It was a coincidence that while talking about this topic, we happened to pass by a bookstore.
The two of them went in.
Lu Yingjiu picked up a large book with the brightest pink cover and handed it to Jing Xian: "Here, let me see how fast you read."
Jingxian took the book.
Others would turn the pages of a book in a disciplined manner, but he turned the pages quickly, and in less than five or six seconds he had reached the end of the book, saying, "I've finished reading."
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Lu Yingjiu said, "It's only been a few seconds, and this book must be nearly 200 pages long. Have you learned quantum wave speed reading?"
"That's why I said I read very fast." Jing Xian returned the book to him, "Why don't you test me?"
Lu Yingjiu took it with a doubt, opened the book, and asked, "What's the name of the character?"
Jing Xian: "Sweetheart Dream Beauty·Sadness."
Lu Yingjiu flipped through a few more pages, glanced at them casually, and asked, "What did she do when she was seven years old?"
"She has become the youngest college student in the country. X University of China and X University are almost fighting for her. They give her one million every year just to get her to study here."
Lu Yingjiu continued to flip through the pages: "What did she receive for her piano performance when she was ten years old?"
Jing Xian said without blinking, "She received a piano custom-made for her by the world's top pianist, and later the pianist's son fell in love with her - but she was only the second male lead, and there was no good ending in the end, and she ended up living alone."
Lu Yingjiu asked Jingxian several more questions, and Jingxian answered them all fluently.
It seemed that she really read it carefully, and she read it very seriously. She didn't miss any details, even remembering the color collar of the Mary Sue woman's dog.
After this round of questions, Lu Yingjiu was simply astonished: "Jingxian, you really are a genius!"
Jing Xian was praised by him and was overjoyed: "Of course, your husband is very capable."
The more Lu Yingjiu thought about it, the more he felt that this was not just a matter of genius. If Jing Xian was determined to enter the world of scientific research, he might win the next Nobel Prize.
With this learning speed, his very good learning and receptive abilities that can be seen with the naked eye, and his endless lifespan, everything from superluminal travel to conquering cancer, controlled nuclear fusion, and anti-gravity all depends on the Ghost King.
The ghost world is not Jing Xian's destination...
The sea of stars is it!
Why be a ghost king? Go do scientific research!
A new star in the scientific research community is rising!
Lu Yingjiu turned around and held Jing Xian's hands tightly.
Jingxian:
Lu Yingjiu said: "If you study hard and delve into it, the future of mankind is in your hands. Learn physics, chemistry, computers, mathematics, medicine, and biology, and ensure the rapid development of human technology."
Jing Xian said, “No.”
Lu Yingjiu: "Why?"
"Not interested." Jing Xian replied.
Lu Yingjiu said: "You have read so many books, you are obviously very eager to learn, how can you not be interested?"
"I read books so that I can pursue you in the world of the living," Jing Xian said, "otherwise, why would I learn anything when I have nothing to do? There are still many things to do in the ghost world. I have been out for so long this time, and I have left all the work to the ghosts. If I put them all together, I will definitely have to kill thousands of ghosts when I go back."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
Jing Xian added: "Of course, no matter how busy I am, I will still be home before ten o'clock at night. Don't worry, I am a ghost who values family very much."
Lu Yingjiu: "That's not what I'm worried about."
I still want to try harder, so I said, "Are you really not going to consider learning something? You've seen a lot of science fiction movies, right? Flying vehicles, super serums, wormhole travel, anti-gravity, are you not interested in them?"
"Not interested." Jing Xian said, "I just want to learn something about you."
Lu Yingjiu wanted to say a few more words, but Jing Xian's attitude was too firm. He insisted that everything had nothing to do with Lu Yingjiu and ignored him.
The purpose of reading is very pure.
Not making money, not creating social value, just for the sake of dating.
Finally, Jing Xian said: "I have experienced a lot of times, from the beginning of candles and cold weapons, to later electricity and steam trains, and now to hot weapons and nuclear power."
"This kind of change in the world is not uncommon for priests. It's all fleeting. We will eventually come to a broader era. The ghost world does not use so-called technology, but this does not prevent us from witnessing everything."
… Yes.
Lu Yingjiu thought, Jing Xian was right.
Perhaps it is because as human beings, our thinking still has a fixed pattern.
The cutting-edge technology that I imagined would eventually be seen by Jing Xian, but I just couldn't see it. If the priests really wanted to get involved in this matter, it would have been developed hundreds of years ago.
The times now are like this, it has nothing to do with ghosts.
And after calming down, he remembered that the ghost world should not have too much contact with the world of the living.
Jing Xian held the in his backhand and said seriously: "Traveling through the wormhole won't allow me to find you, and anti-gravity can't please you, so why would I be interested?"
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
He said: "Indeed, I can tell your train of thought right away."
Once again, I would like to express my respect for you.
A rising star in the scientific research community... has slowly fallen.
Jingxian is indeed more suitable for focusing on love.
Before leaving, Jing Xian quickly read several cooking books and said he would go back to make new dishes for Lu Yingjiu.
The two of them left the bookstore and looked at the time. It was almost time to board the plane.
As I was walking towards the boarding gate, I saw Chu Banyang in a suit and tie from afar. He had one hand in his pocket and a cup of coffee in his right hand, and his assistant was following him with a lot of bags.
The assistant was carrying all these things and walked very slowly.
Lu Yingjiu took a quick look and saw that everything was either clothes or luxury goods. It seemed that Young Master Chu had spent a lot of money.
Chu Banyang nodded slightly to them, waved his hand, pointed to the boarding gate and said, "It's time to get on."
…
Two hours later.
The pulleys extended at the bottom and the plane landed hard, with the wind deflectors on the wings sticking up.
It trembled and slid along the runway filled with traffic lights until it stopped steadily in front of the terminal.
As soon as Chu Banyang got off the plane and left the terminal, a special driver came to pick him up.
The situation was the same next to Jing Xian. His guys got the car and parked it in the parking lot. They didn't waste a minute.
Yao Gou had never seen such a scene before, and was stunned: "Do you travel in such a luxurious way? How come there are cars and people to pick you up everywhere? Am I too poor..."
"No, it's not that you're too poor." Lu Yingjiu said, "It's that there's something wrong between the two of you."
Yao Gou was still mumbling, obviously having huge doubts about his financial situation.
It was only two o'clock in the morning, the car started, and we found a nearby hotel to stay in.
It was a tiring day and everyone fell asleep immediately - except Jing Xian who remained energetic and even kissed Lu Yingjiu a few times before going to bed.
Lu Ying was so sleepy from drinking that she felt Jing Xian's hands touching her body several times. He touched everything she should have, and almost all the places she shouldn't have touched.
Finally, couldn't stand it anymore and kicked Jing Xian off the bed, and the matter came to an end.
The next day, we got up early and went to the suburbs of Xiaoguang City.
According to Chu Banyang, Chu Qianju once taught at Jianjia Middle School in Xiaoguang, and may have stayed there for about half a year.
Therefore, the Peacock God’s dream was shattered here.
We followed the navigation and arrived at the destination. What we saw was an empty campus with weeds overgrown at the gate.
The old school building was silent in the sunlight, the playground was tattered, the flowers in the flowerbed and the old banyan trees on the roadside had long since died. There was still a notice of the Games on the notice board, but the paper was torn and the last date was 2004.
We stopped the car on the side of the road.
When we were standing at the campus gate, figuring out how to get in, an old man on a bicycle swayed past us.
The old man had ridden several meters away when he suddenly stopped and looked back at us: "Are you guys included?"
Lu Yingjiu nodded.
The old man clapped his hands excitedly, not even holding the handlebars, and said, "Don't go in here! It's haunted! A few young people came here before, saying they were some kind of prostitute. They went in and came out two days later, and they were so scared that they were unrecognizable!"
Lu Yingjiu raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's going on? Did anyone see a ghost?"
"I don't know." The old man replied, and pointed to an old building in the distance. "I live there. Sometimes at night, I hear the students making noise in the building."
Yao Gou scratched his head: "So you heard voices coming from the school?"
"That's right." The old man nodded. "It's the sound of little kids, just like they are in class. Several of my neighbors were so scared that they ran away, but I have never done anything wrong. I have nothing to fear. I have lived here for many years."
Lu Yingjiu asked again: "Do you know what has happened in this school? For example, homicides, missing persons, and all kinds of suspense cases are fine."
Upon hearing this, the old man turned around and pointed in a direction: "There is a coastal bridge somewhere, do you know it?"
"I'm not sure." Lu Yingjiu said, "Has anything happened here?"
The old man replied, "That's right. A class was doing a group activity before. They took a bus across the bridge. As a result, the driver got sick and fell into the sea with everyone on the bus. It was a sin. Only one student survived..."
Whenever he mentioned this matter, he kept shaking his head, expressing his deep regret.
This sounds like a good enough theory for a haunting.
Lu Yingjiu searched on the Internet and quickly found the report from that year.
It was almost exactly what the old man said. The driver had a sudden illness and fainted. The car crashed into the railing and everyone in the car fell out. 23 students and 1 teacher died, and there was only one survivor.
And ever since this incident happened, the school's feng shui seems to have been not very good.
Coupled with the pressure from public opinion, Jianjia Middle School became increasingly depressed and eventually closed down.
The old man was still staring at them, and said warily: "You don't really want to go in, do you? I'm telling you, this is no joke. Someone came here before and wanted to raze this school, but something happened that day. Someone was walking on the road and broke his bones..."
Yao Gou pointed at the three people and said, "Don't worry, sir. These people are all leaders in the ghost exorcism industry. They are professionals and specialize in solving this kind of thing. No matter what kind of monsters and ghosts there are, they will not be a problem."
Unexpectedly, the old man widened his eyes and cursed, "What nonsense are you talking about! You want to go in and find such a lame way! I don't believe it! Go away, go away quickly and don't come back! I can't stand young people like you seeking death!"
After saying this, he parked his bicycle on the side of the road, as if he was determined not to leave until they left.
It was not easy for several of them to directly disobey the old man.
After all, if an old man gets angry, he won’t know how dangerous it is, and this old man looks like he has a bad temper.
So Lu Yingjiu took the lead, and they bypassed the main gate of the school and pretended to leave.
The old man got on his bike and rode away with satisfaction, and then we quietly came back.
The school's main entrance was blocked by a large iron gate with a huge rusted lock and the key was nowhere to be found.
Lu Yingjiu looked up and estimated the height of the iron gate.
Then he took a few steps back, sprinted, accelerated, and stomped on the iron railings to reach the highest point. He exerted force on his hands and waist, flipped over easily, and landed steadily.
Jing Xian and Chu Banyang were equally flexible. After all, they were both very capable, so this height was no problem for them.
Yao Gou was left alone outside, staring blankly: "Ah, who of you can help me?"
Lu Yingjiu tore off a piece of talisman paper and wrapped it around the padlock.
The talisman paper made a hissing sound and slowly burned the lock. He said, "In five or six minutes, the lock will be opened."
"Okay, okay." Yao Gou nodded, "You guys go in first, I'm not in a hurry." He smiled and said, "I'm tired from driving just now, I just want to take a break." After that, he sat down in the shade of a tree by the roadside.
The three of them walked forward.
Directly in front of me was the largest teaching building. Walking down the long corridor, I saw that the windows were open and the bright morning sunlight poured in, illuminating the spider webs in the corners.
I didn't see any obvious negative energy along the way, and there was nothing unusual.
It looks like an ordinary abandoned school.
We made it all the way to the 4th floor.
Chu Banyang went to the other direction of the corridor, while Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian stayed in a classroom.
Each classroom here is not big, and the desks and chairs are placed in a mess, and no one has taken them away. Several pairs of sneakers and schoolbags are thrown in the corner, covered with dust, the mop of the locker is hanging out, and a few colored chalks are scattered near the podium.
There were probably words on the blackboard, but they were blurred by time. Only a few gray traces could be seen, which were the remains of questions and formulas.
From this scene, Lu Yingjiu could vaguely imagine the noise and conversations on the campus back then.
The teacher wrote on the blackboard quickly, and when he got excited, he swung his pointer, causing the chalk to splash dust; students wrote furiously on their textbooks, and the test papers piled high on the table. The clock ticked by, but they could not finish writing the answers - however, when they really finished writing, it was the day they said goodbye to their teacher and close friend.
Lu Yingjiu stopped in front of a desk and gently wiped the dust off it.
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Probably some young couple who were secretly in love left marks on the table.
It's so blatant, aren't you afraid of the teacher finding out
I couldn't help but laugh.
Jing Xian looked at the table and said, "How about we carve our names on it?"
"Too childish." Lu Yingjiu said.
"What's wrong with that?" Jing Xianyi put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her hair. "They are just a couple."
After leaving this classroom and walking forward, you will reach the senior high school classroom.
Lu Yingjiu had just walked a few steps to the side, ready to look for Chu Banyang, when she suddenly felt a chill on her back.
It was like a lick of the sight.
Looking back, the corridor was empty and the sun was shining brightly.
Bang!
A few seconds later, a sound came from the end of the corridor.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Closer and closer.
Like something was hitting the ground.
Lu Yingjiu narrowed his eyes—
At the end of the corridor, a basketball appeared bouncing.
It is brand new and doesn't fit in with the surroundings, as if it had just been brought here.
After jumping for a while, it ran out of energy and began to roll down the corridor.
It rolled all the way to Lu Yingjiu's feet and stopped in front of his sneakers.