"Spirit Hunter?" the name aroused Jiang Chen's great curiosity. For it is clear that, according to the literal meaning of this title, it should refer to "a person who specializes in hunting a 'spirit' in his body".

Xia Mai finally put away her mobile phone at this time, approached slightly, and began to concentrate on joining in the small actions of the class: "You are not wrong, it is what you think it means." The girl reached out and opened the notebook, drawing meaningless lines, as if she was listening carefully and taking notes, but her mouth continued: "Actually, this spirit hunter is our term, and we don't know what to call it in your world, and for us, such an existence is more like an urban legend. ”

Although she seemed to be quite confused with you, Jiang Chen immediately understood that the so-called "we" meant cultivators, and "you" should refer to the spiritless.

He smiled bitterly, his identity was really embarrassing, and he didn't know which side it was more appropriate to be divided into. However, this is not the focus of his attention at the moment, so he continued Xia Mai's words and asked, "Urban legends?"

Xia Mai nodded: "I also listened to the old-timers about this." It is said that after the peace agreement was signed, both the spiritless and the practitioner were safe for a while, but only for a while. After about a year or two, we found out that many practitioners had disappeared for some reason......"

"Missing?"

"Yes, not much people cared about it at first, after all, there were all kinds of dangerous situations in the process of cultivation. It's just that more and more people disappeared later, to the point that it is impossible to ignore, and most of them are disciples of various families who practice alone. ”

"Could it be because of the spirit hunter you said?" Jiang Chen felt that he had guessed the answer, and sure enough, the girl nodded:

"People of our age have never seen the so-called spirit hunters, but we heard from our predecessors, it is said that after the peace agreement, although the spiritless people kept their expressions peaceful, they still organized a group of people behind their backs to capture cultivators. But as we gradually hid our identities, the group slowly disappeared. ”

He felt that the girl's words were a little strange, and he couldn't help asking, "What did you say about capture...... What does that mean?"

"That's it," Xia Mai gestured, "capture them alive, and then study the physical differences between us and them...... Something like that, right?"

"You mean......" Jiang Chen pondered the words: "Human experiments?"

The girl nodded: "Pretty much it." However, most of the young people in the cultivation world now don't believe this, after all, no one has seen it, and they don't know where it came from in the first place. ”

After hearing this, Jiang Chen fell silent.

Throughout human history, it is true that wars have always been triggered by ambitions, resources, and interests. Imagine when a resource such as 'spirit' is in the hands of a few, it cannot be ruled out that some people try to use violence to redistribute scarce resources. From ancient times to the present, 500 boys and women of Qin Shi Huang went to Penglai to seek medicine, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sacrificed to the gods on Jieshi Mountain to seek immortals, and Taizong of the Tang Dynasty alchemized the pill and ate poison to death...... Just one immortality has made countless people crazy, not to mention the temptation of immortal methods, miracle powers, flight, and so on......

Not only did he fall into deep thought, he originally thought that his identity as a "Ancestor Spirit" made cultivators flock to him, but he never thought that the cultivators themselves would also make countless ordinary people willing to eat blood and meat.

This world is much more cruel than I imagined.

After a moment, he asked Xia Mai again: "So, there is no way to prove the existence of the Spirit Hunter now?"

The girl smiled and replied, "Anyway, there is no one in our history, but since they are all spiritless, who can know better than themselves what is true and false?"

He looked at Xia Mai for a while, and found that the other party seemed to be smiling at him, so he suddenly understood the meaning of the girl's words, and said helplessly: "I may not know more about ordinary people's affairs than you do." ”

The girl shrugged her shoulders and stopped answering, as if she didn't care about his attitude, and picked up her phone again and played, as if the conversation just now was just a casual remark and turned around and was forgotten.

......

Afternoon to evening classes are two sessions per course, and the content of the course is like cramming. This is not due to the lack of attention of the teachers or the classroom atmosphere, but simply because the school's teaching is so rich that all the lessons seem to be rushed forward. Moreover, the teachers of these spiritual courses will not explain all the knowledge in the textbook, usually just talk about a theory, lead everyone to make a typical demonstration, and the next content is counted as after-class review, and whether or not to learn depends on self-consciousness.

This way of teaching made Jiang Chen deeply understand what it means to "the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual".

At this time, just after finishing the "History of the Immortal Dao", the fat man was pushed up sleepily, and several people planned to have some dinner casually and rush to the evening class.

There are no ordinary ingredients in the cafeteria on the campus of Boyang College, and its style is very similar to the teahouse of the Thirteenth Middle School, but the entire venue is several times larger, and the students and teachers of the three realms of the entire college are all gathered together, and the scale looks much more spectacular. It is said that all the cultivation canteens in Boyang and the national branch schools are chain stores opened by a boss, Jiang Chen didn't have much hope for the taste in them, and the fat man didn't know if he had just woken up or what, so he ordered several dishes in high spirits.

Feeling the "Ganoderma lucidum burning explosive insect skin" exploding in his mouth like a ball of fireworks, Jiang Chen was choked with tears, and Sun Qian next to him was also snot and tears flowing, and he shouted over and over again: "Cool!

Jiang Chen wanted to complain about something, but he opened his mouth, and a puff of black smoke erupted from his mouth and nose, and there was the slightest sound of the explosive insect after it exploded, forcing him to forcibly close his mouth and swallow it again.

It was difficult to understand the definition of food by these cultivators, and he tried not to look at the fat man next to him who swallowed black clouds and black mist, and even could spit out smoke rings, shook his head and focused on his phone as much as he could.

Regarding Xia Mai's statement about "Spirit Hunters" in the previous class, he was actually very interested, and from a certain point of view, he even believed in the existence of such a group of people. He had a very hazy idea creeping up, and although he didn't know what the final result would be, he still couldn't control his curiosity and wanted to try it.

At this time, he was finding the group owner in the "human incident" and initiated a private chat.

Jiang Chen: I have an urban legend about supernatural events, I wonder if you are interested?

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning British time, and the other party quickly replied to his message.

Bookkeeper: Please.

The person on the other side of the screen always has a polite tone at all times, and it can be seen that he is a well-cultivated person, but because of this, people can also feel a sense of distance across the screen.

Jiang Chen: I don't know if you've heard that in the world, there is such a group of people who specialize in illegally capturing humans with supernatural abilities.

The other party was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.

Book Keeper: In fact, the research on the limits of the human body has never stopped, but I have no understanding of the illegal "capture" you are talking about.

Jiang Chen was not too disappointed, although the book keeper seemed to have a very large number of data resources, but this did not mean that the other party had sufficient understanding of everything, and even if the book keeper knew some relevant information, he might not tell himself. I thought that the conversation was going to end like this, but I received a message reminder:

Book Keeper: Can you ask why you want to talk about me privately?

Seeing the other party's inquiry, he knew that his topic had indeed aroused a trace of interest from the other party, so he simply answered truthfully.

Jiang Chen: Because of some inconvenient sources of information, I believe that such an organization does exist.

Bookkeeper: But that's not a reason why you can't let others know,

Jiang Chen: I'm worried that asking such questions would be dangerous for those involved in the discussion.

Bookkeeper: Danger?

Jiang Chen was silent, and he didn't know how to explain, when the other party's next message had already popped up:

Book Keeper: What you said proves from the side that you actually believe, or have you personally talked about supernatural human beings?

Jiang Chen: ...... Sort of

Bookkeeper: I see, thank you for trusting me.

Immediately after, the other party's avatar suddenly turned gray. Jiang Chen was a little confused, and he didn't know what the other party's reaction meant. In fact, he wanted to try, please ask the book keeper to query the information about the spirit hunter through the other party's huge information database, how did he know that not only was the direction of the conversation completely guided by the other party, but he didn't even make a request, and the other party simply went offline......

Jiang Chen scratched his head, could it be that I didn't know how to chat?