The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 19: Intuitive Mystic Spirit
"It's an impolite bird and needs to be tamed." Su Ninglong said when he returned it to Teacher Yang.

Teacher Yang carefully circled the parrot, quickly stuffed it into the cage, and closed the cage door. "I really need to teach it. It's so mean and scared you. But it's not a bad person by nature. It just had its wings broken by two children. Maybe this is causing stress for you. I'm sorry, my dears."

I thought it was tamed and was planning to let it out for some fresh air, but now I have to keep it locked up for a while.

Bai Cai stared at Su Ninglong angrily, "Little brat, I'll remember you."

"Remember I'm useless, noob. Noobs need more practice."

"Oh, I'm so angry." The cabbage flapped up and down, and a few feathers fell off.

Teacher Yang asked the guide worriedly, "Are the children who were caught by the birds injured?"

"No, no, the cabbages are very sensible," said the guide.

None of the children were hurt, just slightly tickled.

No skin broken, just a little painful.

The children stopped crying after a while, "Bad bird."

"Bad bird, bad bird."

Bai Cai retorted, "Bad boy."

The second king does not see the king.

Teacher Yang quickly took the cabbage away and said, "Wait for me for a moment."

Ten minutes later, little Phoebe, who was hurt the most, was coaxed by Ge Wei and wiped the dirt off her shoes.

Fortunately, they are leather shoes and are easy to clean.

Teacher Yang ran back panting, delaying the class for more than ten minutes. He had no intention of making any further introductions and immediately got straight to the point.

"My dear students, you must have some doubts about the secret spirits. One class won't allow me to explain exactly what they are. However, I can give you a direct experience of them."

The leaders looked at each other in bewilderment and collectively stepped back ten meters. It was only the first year, and it was already so exciting.

Teacher Yang unloaded the large object covered with black cloth from the back of the car onto the ground, then lifted the black cloth.

This is a small square container. The middle part of the container is made of transparent material, so you can see what's inside.

A pitch-black shadow, it has no facial features and no human shape, like a strange and intangible thing.

As the black cloth was opened, it slowly approached and stopped at the wall closest to the person.

"What kind of mysterious spirit is this?" Little Phoebe asked in horror, "Why can we see it? Shouldn't we be unable to see it?"

"Imitation spirits are a type of starless secret spirit, one of the weakest secret spirits. They can always be easily observed. You don't have to be afraid, their infectious ability is very weak. With me here, it can't escape. Who is willing to be the first to face it?" Teacher Yang waved his hand and asked which child would be brave enough to try.

All the children who could stand here had seen the monsters in the simulator, and almost every child stepped back unconsciously.

Their retreat highlighted Charlie who was standing there in a daze and Su Ninglong who was looking curious.

"Then it's you. You are a boy of great courage. As a reward, you will be the first one to face the secret spirit." Teacher Yang pointed at Charlie.

Charlie looked around, wondering which child was so lucky. Su Ninglong pushed him out and said, "Charlie, the teacher is calling you."

Charlie's expression became even more stunned, and he sniffed. His sixth sense told him that something was wrong.

But he had nowhere to escape, so he could only move slowly to Teacher Yang.

"Hello teacher."

"Is your name Charlie?"

"Ah."

"Don't worry, it's not dangerous. Come on." Teacher Yang patted his shoulder and said, "Trust me."

Charlie staggered and was photographed in front of the container.

He was at a loss.

The ghost is on the edge of the container. It has no facial features and no shape.

"Can you see the dark shadow inside?" Teacher Yang asked Charlie.

Charlie nodded.

As Charlie watched it, it slowly formed into limbs, then hair.

Charlie felt very uncomfortable, as if an imposter was about to take his place.

"Don't be afraid, it's inside and can't get out."

Teacher Yang introduced the imitation spirit to the children. "The imitation spirit can imitate anyone and can see into people's hearts. Once it has a mouth, it will know many sweet words and try to get you to switch identities with it. Once you agree, you will become one of them. Your parents will gradually forget you, and none of us will remember you either. When you are completely forgotten, it will turn back into a secret spirit, and both you and it will become troublemakers."

Are you sure you're not telling a horror story?

Teacher Yang teaches very seriously and never jokes.

At this time, the imitation spirit has formed facial features, perfectly replicating another Charlie.

It opened its mouth and said, "Hello, Charlie, I'm your brother." Even the voice was surprisingly consistent.

Charlie was on guard: "I don't have any brothers."

"You may not know this, but I'm your uncle's child. I'm your cousin, but he abandoned me."

"Impossible, then how did you become a secret spirit?"

"There are many things in this world that you don't know. After I was abandoned, I had nothing to eat, no place to live, and no way to survive in this world. The secret spirit was willing to exchange identities with me, so I became it."

Charlie's eyes flickered. "Have you never eaten since you were born?"

"How is that possible? I have eaten it before. I once had a steamed bun that my father gave me. It was the most delicious food I can remember."

A face that looks exactly like Charlie's, revealing nostalgia.

This aroused Charlie's pity, "Do you still want to eat steamed buns?" Charlie thought it was easy for him to give this secret spirit a steamed bun.

"No, I can't eat. Right now, my only wish is to see my father and ask him why he abandoned me. Can you bring him to see me?"

"No outsiders are allowed to enter or leave the school." Charlie was in a dilemma. He was a good boy and didn't want to violate the school rules.

"What a shame. I thought you could help me, but it turns out you can't?"

The imitation spirit spoke softer and softer.

It was like a feather, picking at Charlie's heart, causing him to walk into the quagmire involuntarily.

"I...I can help you, but I don't know how?"

"Are you sure you want to help me?"

"Well, if I can help you, I will definitely help."

The imitating spirit's sweet talk paid off. "I have a suggestion. You should be able to tell that I look a lot like you. I can pretend to be you for a while and go out to see my father. Just a glimpse from a distance would be enough. Are you willing?"

Charlie had too much empathy and didn't listen to Teacher Qingyang's teachings. His eyes were hazy and he opened his mouth to agree.

Teacher Yang reached out and covered his mouth with his hand in time, "Little boy, you set a perfect example of error."

Charlie was dazed and was carried away.

The imitation spirit lost its gaze, dispersed its human form, and returned to its pitch-black state again.

"Students, this lesson is to make you deeply understand that you cannot believe a single word the secret spirits say," Teacher Yang said. "Even if someone is in front of you and has been transformed into a secret spirit, you cannot trust them or lend a hand to pull them out from behind the door. They no longer belong to this dimension. If they are forced to come here, they will only become secret spirits that harm people. Do you understand?"

The children watched Charlie step by step into the lies woven by the mysterious spirit. They were so frightened that they couldn't respond to Teacher Yang.

Haiyu whispered to Xingyuan, "Even though I know those things have strange abilities, every time I see them use their abilities, I still feel the chills."

"I'm a little worried about whether Mr. Yang's teaching will receive positive feedback. The children are obviously resistant to the secret spirits." This is what Xing Yuan observed.

Ge Wei said: "If they are exposed to it from a young age, their fear will be reduced. We must believe that people have strong adaptability."

Teacher Yang sighed, "If anyone wants to try again, let me tell you, your final exam for this school year is this one. You must make it unable to imitate you in order to pass. Those who fail will be expelled."

Children aged four or five were not afraid of being dropped out of school, and no one took the foreign teacher's "threats" seriously.

Teacher Yang was disappointed and suspected that there was something wrong with his teaching method.

"I, I want to try." Su Ninglong raised his hand, eager to try.

Teacher Yang privately thought that Su Ninglong was helping him to resolve the embarrassment.

His teacher's eyes were kind, "Brave little warrior, come here quickly."

Su Ninglong strode forward and asked Teacher Yang, "What should I do so that it can't imitate me?"

How clever! Teacher Yang pointed at the imitation spirit and said, "It's a thief that pries into your heart. If you want it to stop imitating you, your heart must be strong enough. Courage and fearlessness are very important."

"Can you explain it in simple terms?" Su Ninglong said.

Teacher Yang laughed heartily, stroking his beard awkwardly. "Okay, first, try distracting yourself. Think of puppies, kittens, anything positive, or anything you're interested in. This method will only slow it down from peering into your inner thoughts. Second, block your mind. Fainting is a good option. Third, don't be afraid of it, and don't be too aggressive towards it. Ghosts are incredibly timid creatures."

That’s great, Su Ninglong said, “The third point is really good news. I thought the best way to deal with it was to faint.”

"Little guy, the last point is not easy to do. People often show strong aggressiveness when they are afraid."

"If I can do this now, does it mean I've passed the exam for the Secret Spirits and Natural Creatures course?"

"Yes, but you can't miss my class because there is a written test at the end."

"I like your class, I just don't want to be asked to quit."

"Then go ahead and give it a try. I look forward to your performance." Teacher Yang pushed her encouragingly and pushed her in front of the black shadow.

The shadow approached immediately.

Su Ninglong keenly sensed an ominous aura seeping through the wall. Even though this thing was imprisoned, it was restless.

As soon as the gaze begins, an ominous aura will linger.

She began to try the first method that Teacher Yang mentioned.

Sweet and sour spare ribs, salt-baked chicken, boiled beef... Every time Suninglong thought of them, his mouth would water unconsciously.

Then, I couldn’t help but think of Zou Shuyi’s pig food.

The imitation spirit seized the opportunity and began to transform. The dark mass once again had limbs...

Teacher Yang was watching closely from the side.

The imitation spirit slowly grew to the same height as Su Ninglong, its dark skin faded, and its hair fell down.

Two slits below the eyebrows stretched out, and the black pupils were dark and large.

"I hate it when something pretends to be me."

Ancestor Su sneered faintly, and the imitation spirit that was about to take shape became flustered. It suddenly returned to its shadow state and floated back to the corner of the house trembling.

"You are so timid."

"Excellent performance." Teacher Yang applauded. Su Ninglong exceeded his expectations. "Ah, that was fantastic..."

Everyone clapped along, with Charlie clapping the loudest, more excited than he was about his own success.

Su Ninglong ignored the excited people behind him and raised his index finger to Fang Ling, "Come here, I haven't had enough fun yet."

Xingyuan: "..."

Okay, okay, everyone knows you are extremely brave.

Teacher Yang grabbed her with his big hands, lifted her up, and placed her safely three meters away. "Ning Long, class time is limited, and other children also need to experience it."

Su Ninglong was reluctant to leave, "Can I still play this in the next class?"

"Next class will cover the differences between natural creatures and mystics. And next week, we'll also explore another easily observed mystic, the shadow crawler. After all, you can't just focus on one thing, right?"

When Su Ninglong heard that she could come into contact with another kind of mysterious spirit, her eyes turned into crescents. That's not bad.

Throughout the class, Teacher Yang was letting students experience the imitation spirit. It cannot be said that there was no effect. It can only be said that because they were young, they were only suitable for the first method to fight against the imitation spirit.

It is difficult for them to generate a strong desire to attack the imitation spirits that look like themselves.

However, it is a good start that children are no longer afraid of ghosts.

Children's competitive spirit can overcome all obstacles.

After the class, Mr. Yang announced, "Every Friday at 3 p.m., I will open up my Soul Simulator for you to practice. If you don't want to be discouraged, come over."

Su Ninglong was pleasantly surprised. "Xingyuan, my schedule has changed. I won't be going home early. Please remember this for me. I'm going to play with Fang Ling on Friday."

Xing Yuan reminded: "It's learning."

"Yes, study." Su Ninglong said crisply.

"Sister, if you stay, I will stay too." Charlie was stubborn and determined to be Su Ninglong's little follower.

Su Ninglong no longer resisted this little tail and let him circle around her.

Charlie is stupid, but he is cute.

She has a fair face, peach blossom eyes at a young age, and an inconspicuous mole under her eye, a typical appearance of a man with a lot of peach blossoms.

The playful curly hair ends have a black jade-like luster, swaying on the head, and Su Ninglong would also have the urge to stroke it.

If I have to describe it, it's a white flour bun with condensed milk and honey.

Su Ninglong suddenly thought of fried buns, "Brother Yuan, I want to eat fried chicken."

"Don't you want sweet and sour spareribs? You didn't buy the chicken."

Zou Shuyi gave Xingyuan some extra money for buying groceries so that he could freely display his cooking skills. Xingyuan was a young man with positive values ​​and did not want to waste fresh ingredients.

"Sister Su, aren't you going to the cafeteria to eat?" Charlie's mouth secreted a lot of saliva, "I want to eat sweet and sour spare ribs too."

"Just think about it. My godmother worked so hard to earn the money, and only I deserve to enjoy it. Just go to the cafeteria obediently."

"Uncle Hai, can you make sweet and sour pork ribs for me?" Charlie turned and asked Haiyu.

"I do not know how to cook."

"You don't know anything." Charlie felt like the sky was falling, and begged Su Ninglong, "Sister Su, I want to have dinner with you. I can ask my mother to give you money."

"Brother Yuan will have a hard time, don't."

"Wow." Charlie burst into tears, tears flowing out like a dam.

Su Ninglong was dumbfounded.

Haiyu couldn't comfort the baby because his crying was too miserable.

Xingyuan comforted him and asked him to discuss it with his parents next week, pay some food expenses, and then come back for meals.

(End of this chapter)