Catalogue of forbidden Taoist techniques

After he learned the principle of space movement from Ji Moyu, he also understood the technique he got from the Amakusa Cross Sect at the same time, and then he discovered that, in fact, the principle of that technique and even the use of the earth veins to achieve transfer was similar to the principle of using the Command Spell. The essence was actually recording and copying, not real space movement. As for the question of whether the self who was exactly the same as himself in the next moment was himself, Ling Wu Ji could not be as calm as Aozaki Touko, so he did not continue his research.

So he just stayed in his room playing games all day.

He spent the entire summer vacation like this, and did not attend any festivals or watch any fireworks displays. Although he would occasionally meet Arisa Kouin, Justisa Rizleich von Einzbern, Yukinoshita Haruno, Asagami Fujino and even Awashima Seri who came to his door, and even more outrageous times, these people would even get together, but Ling Wuji didn't think there was anything wrong. However, the atmosphere was particularly stiff when these people got together, and Ling Wuji felt that he didn't even need to turn on the air conditioner when he passed by them.

He originally just wanted to get a Coke.

But when he saw these people sitting in a circle, words like hatchet and good boat flashed through his mind for some reason. He saw that these women were just smiling reservedly at each other, so he said, "What are you waiting for here?"

The implication is that he wants to kick people out.

"I say, Lord Ling, what do you think of this current situation?" As the person with the highest attainments in the mysterious side and the oldest among the crowd, the Winter Saint was the first to ask Ling Wuji.

"I don't think you have anything else to do. Besides, even if you do, you can contact me in other ways instead of coming to me in person like you are doing now."

Ling Wu Ji looked around and talked about other things.

"You have reached your current position, but you still choose to avoid such questions?"

"Then what position do you stand on to ask such a question?"

"As a subordinate, it's normal to care about your leader's private affairs, right?"

"I think you are just gossiping."

"Then, Lord Ling, can you please satisfy my curiosity?"

Ling Wuji thought about it, and under the different gazes of several people, he finally showed his weakness. He was not good at dealing with this kind of situation. If he had to deal with someone alone, he might be able to use what he thought was his eloquence to fool them. But at the moment, he had no way to give an answer that would satisfy both himself and others, so he chose to avoid it.

So these people sighed to varying degrees.

Afterwards, they raised their heads, glanced at the people sitting around each other, and smiled reservedly again.

If Ling Wuji had not run back to the study to continue playing games, he would have felt his scalp tingling when he saw this scene.

However, these people soon dispersed and walked away, and in the end only Asagami Fujino and Kouin Arisa were left. Kouin Arisa hesitated for a moment, and finally left as well, leaving only the girl with the twisted mystic eyes sitting there.

Even without opening the door, Asagami Fujino could use her magic eyes to see the boy sitting in the study facing the computer screen, his fingers constantly jumping on the keyboard and waving the mouse. He was playing the game with great concentration, and Asagami Fujino even felt that such a boy was a little rare, because when Ling Wuzhi was alone with her, he always looked absent-minded, whether he was talking or buying clothes during a date, he never showed such an expression.

If it were another girl, she would have wanted to ask Ling Wuji some classic questions like "Which is more important, the game or me?"

However, even if someone who was close to him to this extent really asked him, Ling Wuji would throw out the classic dialogue that a certain Yiwu witch doctor uttered in a chat group. He didn't really care about such things. According to his logic, people who were close to him to this extent were already tolerant enough of him and would never ask him such questions.

Asagami Fujino certainly wouldn't ask him such a question.

Although she felt that the relationship between her and Ling Wuji had not actually gotten closer.

It was as if she had become the boy's girlfriend in name only, and had an opportunity to get close to him. Ling Wuzhi would occasionally go out to play with her, but the distance between the two of them was like a thick fog. She stood in the lonely city in the fog, and when she shouted to the boy, she could only get him to look back for a moment, and then he continued to walk forward in the fog. She had to chase him hard to prevent the boy's figure from disappearing in the fog, and to prevent herself from being completely lost in the lonely city of memory.

Sometimes, she would wonder what she meant to Ling Wuji.

Perhaps it was just because he felt sorry for her, so the young man was like a god seeing a traveler thirsty for water in the desert, so he put honey water on the traveler's lips, giving her a memory that she would never forget in her life.

But that’s all.

Asagami Fujino just smiled silently.

She sat there idle and did not look for Ling Wuji, because she knew that although Ling Wuji could do two things at once, he did not like others to disturb him when he was playing games. So she just remained silent until the sun was about to set, then she stood up, walked to the kitchen, and prepared to cook dinner.

She was familiar with Ling Wuji's current residence, and she also knew that there wasn't much else in Ling Wuji's refrigerator besides Coke, not to mention food and the like. However, she had already stuffed a lot of food into the refrigerator when she came here before, and when she saw those food in the refrigerator, she finally felt a little bit of the atmosphere of home in this room -

Before, she just thought that this place was just Ling Wuji's residence.

It's just a place for him to sleep and stay.

But when she opened the refrigerator and saw these things that seemed most troublesome to Ling Wu Ji, she felt inexplicably warm.

So she just made dinner on her own.

Then when he was done, he would call Ling Wuji to eat.

When Ling Wuji saw her wearing an apron and holding a spatula, standing in the chaotic light and shadow of the setting sun, and heard the game sound effects in the headphones, he felt a little dazed for a moment.

"Your Majesty?"

Then he took a deep breath and shook his head: "After all, it's not that smell..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he said after taking a closer look at Asagami Fujino, "I just felt for a moment that you were like my mother."

"Yes...is it...?"

When Asagami Fujino heard this comment, she felt a little complicated for a moment.

She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

After all, Ling Wuji treated her as a mother-like figure.

But she is compared with the people closest to her.

"What kind of person is your mother?"

"I do not know."

The boy had taken off his headphones by now and was walking towards her, while Asagami Fujino turned back and asked him as he walked.

"do not know?"

"The person who raised me was actually a Taoist priest."

Ling Wu Ji just said.

Asagami Fujino understood his hint and apologized immediately, but Ling Wuji didn't care much. He really didn't have any memories of his parents in this life, so he naturally compared Asagami Fujino with the people in his previous life whose memories had long since become blurred. The memories of his previous life were already blurred, and Asagami Fujino was right next to him. Ling Wuji watched her put the utensils in her hands back to their original places, then took off her apron, folded it and put it aside, and then served Ling Wuji, who was sitting at the dining table like a second-level disabled person, with rice. But for some reason, Ling Wuji felt that there was an indescribable beauty in Asagami Fujino who was doing this, even her slender neck, which was exposed because of her hair tied into a ponytail for convenience, looked particularly cute.

Ling Wuji kept staring at Asagami Fujino, which made her feel embarrassed. She carefully checked her clothes and exposed skin and said, "Did I get anything on me?"

"No, I just think you're very cute like this."

"Thank you...thank you."

Asagami Fujino was caught off guard for a moment. After all, for someone who has to add a few twists and turns when praising others, it would be most uncomfortable for others to use such direct praise.

So she even blushed a little. After handing the bowl to Ling Wuji, she saw that he was still staring at her, so she said, "If Lingjun likes the food I cook, I will try my best..."

"No, you don't have to work that hard."

Ling Wuji then shifted his attention to other things, such as food.

"So it's actually my cooking that's not good?"

The girl asked a little uneasily.

"It's not that question. What I mean is, wouldn't it be troublesome if you come to cook for me all day? Besides, I'm looking for a girlfriend for myself, not a cook. I'd feel guilty if you did that," Ling Wuji casually poked the food with chopsticks and said, "Besides, Qianshang, you're a lady from a famous family..."

"I don't think it's a bother. If you're willing, I can come here to cook every day," Asagami Fujino said with a little joy, "Also, if possible, you can just call me Fujino..."

Ling Wu Ji almost wanted to complain, "Then why do you still call me Ling Jun?"

But he quite likes this name.

So he was too lazy to ask others to correct it.

"There's really no need to worry about cooking."

Ling Wu Ji just said.

He used his chopsticks to pick at the food a few times, then turned his head to look at the sunset shining obliquely through the window onto the ground, his expression slightly nostalgic, and then he couldn't help but fix his gaze on the girl. Asagami Fujino was originally a daughter of a famous family, and she attended a girls' church school. She was meticulous in etiquette, but under Ling Wuji's almost impolite gaze, she still felt uncomfortable, so she touched her hair:

"Your Majesty?"

"what?"

"Is there something on me?"

"No," Ling Wuji simply said, "there's nothing on you."

"But……"

Asagami Fujino was still a little hesitant.

After all, Ling Wuji's reaction was really strange.

“Is my reaction really that weird?”

The girl nodded.

"Maybe it's because I just realized that you, Fujino, are a pretty girl who is so pretty that you can't even eat your fill?"

When Asagami Fujino heard this, she was a little stunned: Did he mean that he had never realized that she was a beautiful girl before? Or did he mean something else? Was there any other implication in that beauty or something...

"Maybe, it's just because you, Fujino, awakened a certain memory of mine, so I always want to find more things in you that match my memory. Or maybe, I don't want to continue indulging in the illusion of the past, so I want to use the memories of you that are happening now to cover those memories of the past?"

Ling Wuji just turned his head, looked at the sky outside the window which was gradually getting darker, and said.

But no matter what, he found that this was indeed the most unforgettable and irreplaceable memory of his summer spent in this world.

Volume 5: Dark and Stormy: Chapter 1: Transfer Student

After the summer vacation, the new semester begins.

Although according to Ling Wuji's impression, the new school year will come after the summer vacation, his memory cannot be applied to the Japanese semester system. Although he doesn't care about the new school year at all, when he was in college, his classmates had been together for four years, but some of them were still just names. With his current photographic memory, even if he didn't cheat on the exam, he could easily get into the University of Tokyo...

Although he had never thought about whether to go to college in Japan or go back to college.

Just like what he said to Hiratsuka Shizuka, he had never made any plans for his life after the age of eighteen.

Maybe he subconsciously feels that his life will enter another stage when he turns eighteen, and after eighteen he will become a creature that has lost some possibilities to a certain extent?

For example, if the law is violated, the Law on the Protection of Minors will not apply.

Although Medusa had actually told him long ago that the law defines whether a person is an adult or not only to determine a person's civil capacity and to see whether they can fully assume their legal responsibilities, individuals like him, even if they have committed acts that violate the law, will probably not receive the proper judgment like normal people.

In this case, it really doesn't matter whether he is an adult or not.

Standing on the podium, Shizuka Hiratsuka had no idea that Ling Wuji was thinking about breaking the law on the first day of school. Although in her heart she would not be surprised if Ling Wuji burned the school to ashes if he was unhappy one day, she was afraid that no one would find evidence of him doing so by then.

Hiratsuka Shizuka recited a few words in the HR class - similar to the class meeting in China - to get students to concentrate on their studies after the long vacation. Ling Wuji then complained about how serious it was to study with such a small amount of courses in Japanese middle schools. Most people who really wanted to go to a good university would go to cram schools during the summer vacation. He could finish the knowledge he learned in class in a week, not to mention the test-taking skills. So people who really wanted to study hard would probably treat school life as a relaxation. However, Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't hear his thoughts, so she continued to talk about the two foreign transfer students who would be transferred to the class this semester -

Then the people below suddenly became excited:

"Teacher, is it a boy or a girl?"

“They are all girls.”

So the boys seemed even more excited.

"Which country?"