Chapter 1: The Yin God

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On the 14th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar in 1995, the season was white dew. On this day, Suzhou was neither cold nor hot, it was the beginning of the school season, and there were some people standing on the playground of Suzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Today is International Literacy Day, which is also the opening ceremony of No. 1 Middle School, and more than 400 students have just picked up their belongings in the dormitory when they are called to the playground by a loudspeaker. The freshmen had just been divided into classes, and they were not familiar with each other, but they were just standing in a regular manner, and the sophomores and juniors of high school were already noisy.

Tang Muzhi was mixed in the freshman team, looking at a few senior students who were dressed up, thinking that this dress was really fashionable in this era, and the hair was long enough to cover the eyebrows, and there were many girls in the first year of high school who watched them cover their mouths and talk, and they seemed to be quite excited to talk. Tang Muzhi thought, what is this, in a few years there will be the rise of the "Dirty Family", and that is when you scream.

He was an ordinary young man in the 21st century, but he didn't expect to dream well one night and not wake up the next day. After struggling for an unknown amount of time in a small, dark but warm place, he suddenly felt a sense of relief, and his eyes widened to see a white coat. In this way, Tang Muzhi in this life was born, in a cold winter month in 1980.

Principal Qian Pokong came to the stage to speak a few words, followed by the vice principal, and then the director of education...... Tang Muzhi listened carefully for a while, and found that just like in his previous life, everyone was talking about the same meaning. Obviously, the students in the first year of high school are not all stupid and deaf, and they gradually stop listening, and they don't talk to the people next to them without saying a word.

There is no one around to talk to Tang Muzhi, this is also, Tang Muzhi is probably one of the most shabby people in Suzhou No. 1 Middle School, the tall man, the clothes and pants have long been out of place, that is, the washed hair is white, there are many holes up and down, and the hair seems to have been hastily cut by himself, messy, people know at a glance that this is a living and motherless person. Coupled with this person's expressionless face, he knew at a glance that this was a dull gourd.

Tang Muzhi didn't care, he looked down at the "cropped pants" that exposed his feet and neck, and thought: I am also fashionable.

Just thinking about it, the teaching director on the stage said enthusiastically: "Students! Below, please invite our school's newly hired sports teacher, the famous qigong master in the south, and the martial artist Chen Hongzhi Chen, everyone is welcome! ”

The audience was in an uproar, and many students were already excited. In this place of Suzhou, new things come slowly, and the heat fades slowly, and the south has not practiced this thing in many years, but I didn't expect these masters to come to the northwest and still be able to eat together.

Tang Muzhi raised his head, he was not close to the rostrum, but because of his excellent eyesight, and today was a sunny day, the expressions and movements of the people on the stage were in the bottom of his eyes.

This Chen Hongzhi doesn't look very old, he is about fifty years old, wearing a black suit, his eye sockets are deep, the top of his head is a little bald, but his complexion looks ruddy. He took a big step, took a few steps onto the rostrum, smiled and waved his hand - applause rang out from the rostrum, because the tiger and tiger style of these few steps gave people the feeling that he was in good spirits, which was not quite the same as those school leaders.

Chen Hongzhi said hello in Xiaoxiang dialect, and began to talk about martial arts, qigong, etc., and then talked about physical things such as wave-particle duality, which made the atmosphere on and off the stage dare not come out, Tang Muzhi rolled his eyes, today is still Literacy Day, bring this kind of thing to the table.

“…… The root of the Tao of the husband and the believer of virtue! That is to say, we young people should have a scientific and truth-seeking and respectful attitude towards traditional culture...... There is a scientist named Robert in England, who said that qi is ......"

This person spoke for a full twenty minutes, Tang Muzhi felt that his upper and lower eyelids were fighting all the time, and the classmates around him were either listening seriously or chatting hotly. Chen Hongzhi went down, and Tang Muzhi saw that there were still people standing behind him.

"Who is this special mother...... Not! The classmate in front of Tang Mu yawned, as if he had seen something strange, and suddenly stopped.

When I looked at the stage again, I realized that the figure was staggering after the master just now, and when I looked closely, it turned out that it was not a person!

Under the bright sky, and there is no building to block it, how can this person be as black as a shadow.

Cold! Tang Muzhi's goosebumps swished up, and he looked around and found that no one saw the standing shadow at all.

In fact, he has encountered this situation more than once, perhaps because of the crossing, Tang Muzhi has been able to see some things that few people can't see since he was a child - in his previous life, he heard that when a person was young, his eyes were not closed, and he could see some "unclean" things, that is, ghosts and the like, it may be that he used the soul of an adult to occupy the body of a child, causing some abnormalities.

He quickly calmed down, remembering that a male classmate in front of him just now seemed to have seen the ghost, and this person didn't show much after being a little surprised, and it wasn't the first time he had met him.

As soon as a person's eyes are good, other sensory organs don't seem to be bad, Tang Muzhi not only has a pair of good eyes, but also a pair of good ears.

The one who spoke before was a boy in front of him on the right who was about seventeen or eighteen, classmates, like Guang Shao.

The surname alone is rare, and there may be only 10,000 people in the country, so Tang Muzhi remembers it more clearly, this person seems to have a good family background, good grades, and the second or third in the grade.

As if sensing the peeping gaze, Guang Shao turned around and happened to meet Tang Muzhi's four eyes.

"Hello." Guang Shao smiled, moved to Tang Muzhi's side quietly, and whispered, "Can you see it?" Eyes like electricity! Which faction of masters? ”

"Huh?" Tang Muzhi didn't know why.

Guang Shao next to him also froze, "Innate? ”

“…… Be. Tang Muzhi thought that what he was asking was, "You can naturally see ghosts." ”

"Oh, my kind, I'm born too." Guang Shao held a fan in his hand, pretending to be a chic fan. "Then you haven't practiced Qi?"

Tang Muzhi thought he was talking about qigong, so he replied, "No." ”

"Have you practiced eye kung fu?"

"Nope."

"Huh? That's weird? Guang Shao looked at him in disbelief. It's a hundred meters away from the rostrum, you can see the Yin God from here, and you can stand up the cold hair I stared at, you haven't practiced this eyesight, why don't I believe it. ”

Tang Muzhi felt that he seemed to have a misunderstanding, and hurriedly said, "Really not, what is the Yin God?" And why is it okay if I stare at others? ”

Guang Shao looked at him, and then sighed: "It seems that you really don't know, and you still think that you met a high-ranking disciple of a family today." ”

Guang Shao looked at him, and he also looked at Guang Shao. This person not only has a strange name, but also dresses up strangely: he is shaking a fan in his right hand, and these two delicate walnuts are in his left hand. Two walnuts clattered. There is a pair of black-framed round glasses hanging on his head, how he doesn't look like a student, but like an old pedant who has seen Baijing visiting the park in his previous life.

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