Chapter 347 Spiritual Vision

Chu Zihang opened the dormitory door of dormitory 303, and the smell of the family's bucket lingered in front of his nose from a long way away. This meant that someone in the dormitory had returned early and had eaten full in a very careless manner. Eating alone is a taboo in dormitory communism.

When it comes to eating alone, Fingel always quibbles and emphasizes that he is German, Germany is capitalist, and the children of capitalism are egoists, so it is normal to do this kind of thing.

But every time Lin Nian brought delicious food back, this guy would stick to him with saliva and ask him to carry forward the spirit of communism, explaining that Germany is actually half of the capitalism under the skin of socialism and communism, such as medical insurance, social security and compulsory obligations. Education, and the poor can still receive official social assistance of 14 euros per day, etc. At this time, he suddenly became half a supporter of the hammer and sickle.

It's quite mean, but it's so mean that you can't help it. After all, when you really can't find anything to eat at night, he can always grab half a cake from a corner of the bed to satisfy your hunger, and he's mostly hungry at that time.

Chu Zihang walked to the long table and took a look at the family bucket above. It was full of leftover chicken bones. He licked them so clean that he wanted to rip out all the marrow from the chicken bones. It would probably be dark if a mouse got in. He scolded this guy for being so inhumane, but he didn't say anything. He just picked up the family bucket and threw it into the big trash can in the corridor outside, so that the dormitory wouldn't smell like this all night.

Most of the dormitories in Kassel College are of the residence_hall_ type, divided into 2-person and 3-person dormitories, and a very few 4-person dormitories. Dormitory 303 is a 4-person dormitory. In the past, Fingel only had this large space. Lin Nian moved in half a year ago, and now Chu Zihang is also assigned here by Norma.

Of course, if Chu Zihang can't stand the 'harsh environment', he can also take the initiative to apply for a dormitory change. For example, Caesar, the student union president next door, lives in an apartment with a different residence_hall_. The former is a student dormitory, while the latter is more Some like apartment suites.

Of course, the accommodation fee for the latter will be much more expensive, but the advantage is that it is a single-occupancy apartment with a kitchen, living room and independent bathroom that are not available in student dormitories, so it is very popular with owners like Caesar who do not regard money as money. From the dormitory, the place they lived in was ridiculed as more like a vacation hotel. If you called the cafeteria late at night, you could get a late-night snack service with silverware and tableware delivered directly to your door.

By comparison, the four-person sleeping environment where Chu Zihang lives now can be considered 'bad'. It smells like KFC most of the time, and the specific degree of spiciness depends on Fingel's ass on the upper bunk. Does it hurt? If it does, he and Lin Nian will probably have to go to the next door dormitory to borrow the toilet.

But despite this, Chu Zihang stayed for three days without asking Norma to change dormitories. This ascetic spirit was highly praised by Fingel. In his words, he was born to join the Lion Heart Club.

"Junior brother is back?"

When Fingel heard the door open, he didn't even look back. He was immersed in "Battlefield" on the screen. He seemed to be still playing online mode, listening intently to the commander in the headset scolding Fang Qiu, and occasionally saying something funny. Very strong English such as moving_now_! On_the_way! What's more, the most outrageous thing is that he was slapped on the head and yelled "For_the_republic" in German!

But is it really appropriate for you, a German, to fight World War II and talk about the Republic?

"Lin Nian will be back later today. He went to the execution department. It seems he has something to do with the director of the execution department." Chu Zihang said after throwing away the trash and returning from the door.

"I thought it was Lin Nian who was my junior brother." Fingel seemed to realize that the voice of the person he was talking to was not right. He took off his headphones and looked back, and found that it was Chu Zihang, "How are you? I'm familiar with the school." Have you made the layout?"

"Fortunately, the volunteer seniors are very enthusiastic and there is no chance of getting lost." Chu Zihang nodded. Fingel said it was understandable to call him "junior brother". This guy is the second most senior among the students in the college and no one dares to recognize him. First, in the past few days, he also understood some details about this guy.

"As long as you're not lost, you'll be familiar with it after walking around a few times. Don't be like your junior brother. The places I remember most familiarly in the six months since I came to school are the kendo club and the cafeteria. I think you have intelligence and are a good young man who can gallop on the battlefield. Don't I'm following the old path of my junior brother." Fingel took a sip of Coke and blew out a mouthful of carbon dioxide. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chu Zihang before nodding in the affirmative.

Chu Zihang, who was sitting on the bed across from him, felt that something might not be right about this 'battlefield', so he didn't say anything to the senior brother and just looked sideways at Fingel fighting fiercely on the screen. In the gunfire battlefield, the ps3 is connected to a laptop with a plug-in installed to act as a screen. The character controlled is holding an XM8P and seems to be in an uninhabited land. He nimbly jumps between trenches and woodland and suddenly jumps at the sight of people.

The ps3 belongs to Lin Nian, so it was naturally placed on the table below. Ever since he got this game console, this place has become Fingel's main site. Whenever he has something to do, he can sit on Lin Nian's bed, potato chips. Coca Cola set up a bed, and he didn’t treat the bed as someone else’s. Every time Lin Nian came back and saw this scene, he would get angry. Whenever his back was hit by potato chips while sleeping, he would jump on it and force Fingel to eat it. .

"Hui Liyi, Hui Liyi, this is Nian Beast 2, this is Nian Beast 2, your fighter support is here!" Fingel got angry as he pressed the earphone. He was besieged by a group of people, and the tanks were all It's coming, huddled behind the bunker and not daring to go out.

As soon as he finished speaking, the character in the game suddenly roared: chopper! Then a rocket launcher hit the opponent's tank from high to low, killing a large area of ​​the enemy. Fingel then went out to pick up the missed shots and fired at them.

Every time the enemy wants to knock down the fighter jets above them, his dexterous large swings in the air can always avoid the opponent's barrage, and he suppresses them with rocket launchers quickly and accurately. From time to time, he will also perform a super low-altitude flight and kill some people. .

"GJ! GJ!" A group of people in the voice channel praised the fighter pilot very well, and Fingel did not hesitate to praise him. After all, if Lin Nian is not here, the girl who cares about his life is him. It's the biggest golden thigh. As long as you hold it, it's basically impossible to lose or win in the game.

The game was won like a falling leaf in autumn. When the winner was settled, the ID of Eri Uesugi was undoubtedly at the top. The shameless Fingel also wanted the other party to help him win, but Eri was on the psn in the background. Yi Que had already sent a message to Fingel. After clicking it, he found that she was tired, didn't want to fight, and had gone to take a shower.

Chu Zihang on the side saw it and said nothing, but he could also notice that Fingel's face was quite depressed. Maybe the person who took the number was him, Nian Beast No. 2, instead of the genuine Nian Beast No. 1. If it was Nian Beast, If No. 1 is online, she will probably play the game all night long. If her brother ganks her, she will have to continue playing, otherwise she will threaten to run away from home. It is estimated that the other brother wants to rip Nian Beast No. 1's hands off through the network cable. The heart is there.

"Okay, okay." Fingel sighed and signed off, drank a cup of Coke, and sighed to himself that he was really old and useless, and one day a girl would say something like "I took a shower." Afterwards, I noticed Chu Zihang, who had watched the end of the game from the beginning, and asked, "Why are you sitting here? Do you have nothing to do when you come back so early?"

"It's eight o'clock, it's getting late." Chu Zihang said.

Fingel looked thoughtfully in the direction of the balcony. The sky outside the window had already darkened. The white lights on the cobblestone roadside were all hung up like the moon. The outlines of the mountains and trees in the distance were the outlines of the moon. In the shadow of the clouds, the castle is perched in the pale night, with a few lights exposed on the windows, like mottled stars.

There are not many people walking around Kassel College tonight. It is very quiet. If you listen carefully, you can hear the subtle sound of red squirrels climbing branches. The Lion Heart Club and the Student Union are not holding many parties, it seems because tomorrow is the freshman year. What does the 3E exam look like for freshmen? We must create an excellent rest environment for candidates and completely put an end to the previous bad behavior of playing "booty music" outside at midnight.

"By the way, Junior Brother No. 2, you are going to take the 3E exam tomorrow, right?" Fingel put down the Coke and lay down on Lin Nian's bed. He leisurely tore open a bag of beef jerky and threw it into his mouth to chew, "How is it? Are you nervous? Do you want senior brother to give you some counseling?"

"No need." Chu Zihang shook his head gently, "I'm not very nervous."

"It's true that one family doesn't belong to the same family. Why are the freshmen in the past few years so unlovable?" Fingel muttered and sighed. He looked at Chu Zihang and seemed to see the shadow of Lin Nian on him. "But do you know how the 3E exam works?"

"have no idea."

"I don't know, are you still nervous?"

"Lin Nian said there's no need to be nervous." Chu Zihang said, "He won't lie in this regard."

"I think you should be nervous, because many people who have invested in you are nervous, including me." Fingel squirmed comfortably on the meticulously spread sheets with a bite of beef strips and a sip of Coke. .

"Place a bet?"

"As for your handicap, I bet on whether your pedigree rating can reach 'A' level." Fingel looked at him sideways and raised his eyebrows and said, "The president of the student union and the former president of the Lion Heart Club is almost more than five or six Hundreds of people have placed bets. Every time school starts, there will be one or two people who become the focus of attention throughout the school year. This time the fried chicken is undoubtedly you."

Chu Zihang also seemed to remember this thing. Lancelot seemed to have said this during the day, but he didn't expect it to get so much attention. Maybe he should really go to the Night Watch Forum to register an account, "What did you say Kai? Did Sa also place a bet?"

"He bet you can do it. He bet more than 5,000 dollars, right? I'm not short of money anymore." Fingel said, "Probably because you performed well on Free Day, many people bet you can. The handicap is now 1 :4, People who can’t gamble want to have a villa near the sea, but there is a high probability that they will lose everything.”

"What about you?" Chu Zihang looked at Fingel.

"I don't do business at a loss." Fingel smiled slyly. "I follow the crowd. Since everyone thinks highly of you, then I also think highly of you."

"Has this kind of thing happened before?"

"Last time, the bet was whether your good brother could be promoted to the 'S' level. The explosive points were much bigger than this time, so this time it seems a bit trivial." Fingel said.

"Why not take Lin Nian's bet this time?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Open Lin Nian's handicap? How to open it? Can he defend his 'S'-level title?" Fingel rolled his eyes, "Stop it, is he an 'S'-level player in the past six months?" Everyone has seen it, if you post a post on the forum questioning whether his 'S' is genuine, the following reply will not scold you, but tell you to stop fishing, it's really boring."

"I heard that the content of the 3E exam is not test questions, but another form. Is this test very accurate? Will there be big fluctuations in scores?" Chu Zihang pondered for a while and asked.

"Absolutely. In the 3E exam, spiritual vision resonance will occur, and the spiritual vision will not weaken or change if you take the exam again and again, so the results will probably be stable. You can see all the answers you should see, and you can't see what you can't see. ." Fingal said.

"Spiritual vision?"

"Just assume that you will see some hallucinations. The higher your bloodline, the stronger your spiritual vision, and the more things you will see. What you see and how you see it depends on your score. This is related to the content of the 3E exam. I I don’t want to tell you too clearly. After all, there is a student who is the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee in our dormitory. I don’t want to cause trouble.” Fingel shrugged and held his notebook with a Coke in his mouth. “What will happen in the 3E exam tomorrow? It’s clear. What you should do tonight is to have a good sleep. If I’m not wrong, part of your bloodline has already been activated. Many mixed races are like this, and they are targeted by the admissions office, so you Only then can you slay the student council president in a free day. When you have a spiritual vision tomorrow, your state should be more stable than those who have had a spiritual vision for the first time."

Chu Zihang paused for a moment, as if he thought of something about the word 'spiritual vision'. Fingel stared at him sideways and found that he had no intention of sharing, so he didn't ask for trouble and drank a Coke. Playing your own game.

"Senior Brother Fingel saw something during his spiritual vision." Chu Zihang suddenly said.

"Me?" Fingel also paused, "It's nothing interesting. Some sky-high vines, snakes, castles, huge black silhouettes in the night, etc. are all very complicated to see through spiritual vision, but there are also people. It means that you will re-experience the past events of a certain period in the past, but it will be a magically modified version. No one can tell what changes will happen in your head when you have a spiritual vision, but it is all caused by blood boiling. But sometimes the spirit It’s actually quite mysterious.”

"For example, I remember that a female student from the same class as me claimed after passing the 3E exam that she was locked in a basement as a first-person viewer during a spiritual vision and suffered inhumane violations and torture. I felt the humiliation, pain, and even the unstoppable pleasure of being violated." When Fingel said this, he paused for a moment with a very unpleasant expression on his face.

"She was stoned to death after being violated by the vision. Even though her 3E test score was 'A', she was still worried about it for a long time after that. She felt that the vision was Her sense of reality was so strong that she believed that she had really been violated in this way before. After that, she kept discussing this matter with people on the forum, and her mental state became more and more abnormal. Many people gradually became concerned about this matter, until one day One day someone on the forum accidentally dug up the prototype of this incident in history.”

"Historically?" Chu Zihang raised his head and said.

"The Salem Witch Trials." Fingel licked his coke-stained lips and looked at Chu Zihang, "Have you ever heard of this?"

Chu Zihang shook his head, and Fingel nodded and continued, "In the 17th century, there was a witch hunt in Boston, USA, in 1692. A pastor's daughter and his niece got a strange disease one day. The symptoms are sudden panic, screaming and throwing things, and the strength becomes extremely strong when the attack occurs. Even three or four adults cannot suppress a weak woman, so they can only use oil-soaked numbing oil before she gets sick. Only by tying the rope tightly to the wooden stake can he be subdued."

"This condition was called demonic possession by priests at the time. The power became huge and it was believed that they were using the power of the devil to cause trouble, so they were classified as witches. All women with this symptom would be punished. In 1692 In the following years, hundreds of women were accused and imprisoned in specific prisons for trial. During the entire witch hunt, 19 people were hanged and one was pushed to death with a stone."

"Being stoned to death." Chu Zihang suddenly understood the suspicion of the problem.

"The student who had the vision was not really locked in the basement and violated before, but she experienced a history that had happened before. Her first point of view at that time was that of a 'witch' in the seventeenth century who was raped After the accusation, she was imprisoned by the sanctimonious pastor in the basement of the church and subjected to inhumane violations and humiliations until she was finally stoned to death." Fingel said, "It was difficult for her to accept this fact at the time and thought it was a coincidence. But it wasn't until she After actually investigating the relevant matters, guess what happened?”

"Is she related to that historical victim?" Chu Zihang said after being silent for a while.

"Good logical reasoning." Fingel glanced at Chu Zihang unexpectedly, "Yes. She checked the relevant history and found that the full name of the 'witch' who was pushed to death by stones was Media Angelis. .And the female student’s surname is also Angelis, and the dead witch has a blood relationship with her that spans dozens of generations!”

"They are all mixed races!" Chu Zihang said.

"Yes, the first two girls in the Salem Witch Trials were of mixed race, but they were born in the wrong era. Their specificity became irrefutable evidence that the church was openly launching a witch hunt. But in fact, they were Among the hundreds of accused cases, only a handful of them were real mixed-races. Most of the other girls were misunderstood, and a very small number of them were coerced into completing some dirty work under the general trend of witch hunts. Finger said, "For this reason, the idea that the witches in the witch hunt were of mixed race has entered the eyes of many people. As a result, the matter of spiritual vision itself has also been paid attention to by many professors, gradually leading to an issue that has not yet been discovered. The confirmed inference is that the bloodline does have inherited memory, and the images seen through the spiritual vision produced when the bloodline is activated are not necessarily false. For example, for the female student, various coincidences prove that she is most likely to see through spiritual vision. He tells the story of the tragic experience of his ancestors who are connected by blood."

"It sounds reasonable." Chu Zihang said.

"At least in the end, the female student no longer thought that she was violated, and she came out of the spiritual vision and lived a healthy life, which is gratifying. By the way, I took the initiative to enlighten her when she was sad, and saved her life. We were in trouble, so she took the initiative to pursue me after the knot was resolved, but I didn't agree." Fingel shook his eyebrows to show off, "And guess what kind-hearted person on the forum who is capable and caring? The one who first connected her vision with the witch-hunting incident?"

But Chu Zihang seemed to have stopped caring about the follow-up since the end of the story, and was stuck in his own thoughts. This made Fingel seem a little too powerful and couldn't find a place to use it, and he scratched his head sadly.

Chu Zihang was quiet for a while and then said: "I seem to have had spiritual vision before and saw some things."

"You_lucky_duck." Fingel, who failed to show off, drooped his eyebrows and lay on the bed, chewing beef sticks and continued chatting, "Do you still remember it clearly now? It seems that your psychic vision is very strong, and your bloodline is not that bad. Go, what did you see then? Wasn't he locked in the basement too?"

"A black creature with big wings. A woman was tied to a copper pillar, with bloody tears in her eyes. There were also many snakes, twisted together, with mottled patterns. The man on the altar had a tattoo on his chest. A sword of bones." Chu Zihang said softly, ignoring Fingel's yellow tone.

"It sounds very ancient. Maybe the man on the altar or the woman on the copper pillar is your ancestor, but from your description, it probably dates back hundreds of years. There are also huge wings. If the bloodline If there are really inherited memories, maybe what you see is the past of a certain Dragon King." Fingel joked.

"What about Lin Nian?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked, "What did he see with his spiritual vision?"

"Lin Nian?" Fingel scratched his head when he was asked, "Why do you think I know his spiritual vision?"

"You seem to be a very curious person." Chu Zihang said bluntly.

"You mean I'm a nosy person? I've really been poked at." Fingel rubbed his heart and felt hurt. This new junior brother is really unlovable, and he doesn't speak with any refinement. " But I really know what Lin Nian’s vision is."

"Is it convenient? I will tell Lin Nian later that I asked you this question." Chu Zihang nodded.

"It's really polite, but it's actually nothing particularly interesting. However, the 'S'-level psychic vision is indeed different from ordinary people." Fingel scratched the back of his head, "He said that he saw a blond man with his spiritual vision. Girls, and remember each other’s faces.”

"Blonde girl?" Chu Zihang was slightly startled.

"So I have said that things like spiritual vision are quite unreasonable. That girl may be someone that my junior brother has met before, or she may be a character in a movie that I have watched. During the spiritual vision, my brain suddenly convulsed. Someone dug it out. Maybe junior brother had a crush on this girl at some stage in the past, so he would see her again during the spiritual vision." Fingel said with a smile, and after a while he suddenly thought of something. , suddenly put down the notebook and climbed up, "Don't tell me that I remember that junior brother also drew that girl. I seem to be able to find the things he drew."

Fingel stood up from the bed, leaned out and barely reached the locker on the side. He pulled it open and rummaged through some books and miscellaneous items, and also knocked out a few of the love letters Lin Nian had stored. He quickly picked it up, blew the ashes away and stuffed it back. My junior brother was very stupid. Love letters written by girls were never thrown away. They were always placed neatly. He seemed to be afraid that others would hurt the writer when they saw the love letters in the trash can. Feelings. But who knows if the girl who wrote the love letter is a wholesaler? Wouldn’t it be a waste of feelings for him to be so delicate?

"Ah, I found it." Fingel took out a notebook with difficulty, closed the storage box, retreated to the bed, blew the dust off the notebook table, and opened it.

Chu Zihang also leaned over at this time and saw that he took out a folded white A4 paper from his notebook. After opening the A4 paper, he found that there was actually a pencil sketch drawn on it. His drawing skills were quite good. That said It seems that Lin Nian also painted for a while when he was in Shilan.

"Do you know her?" Fingel stared at the blond girl drawn on the A4 paper on the table and asked. Don't ask how you can tell how the pencil drawing makes the gold color. The girl in this painting is really the kind of girl who you can recognize at a glance. Her hair color should be blonde, giving the impression that if she wasn't blonde, this perfect creation would be in vain.

"13 to 14 years old, very young." Chu Zihang said after looking at it for a while.

"Yeah. It's really a crime." Fingel nodded in agreement, but when he found Chu Zihang staring at him sideways, he immediately shut up.

"The face shape should be that of a Europa race, with sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. Most of the current Europa race are in Russia." Chu Zihang continued his analysis.

"Still a hairy girl?" Fingel was a little surprised. It seemed that he had never carefully studied this girl's background.

"I'm not sure, but I have never met this person. If I have met him, I won't forget it." Chu Zihang said.

"That's not clear. I don't know why my junior brother saw her through his spiritual vision. It is said that the girl even touched his head condescendingly during the vision." Fingel clicked his tongue.

"Will the spiritual vision see the same picture?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Maybe? Probably, I haven't passed the 3E exam twice, or met the Dragon Clan who used the spirit of speech to recite sutras to me." Fingel shrugged, but after a moment, his expression suddenly turned salty again, "If the two spiritual visions failed, Seeing this girl, then Junior Brother won’t be so nice to her, right?”

"?" Chu Zihang didn't answer this sentence, just turned his head and looked out the window and fell into silence.

Maybe he was thinking about the 3E exam tomorrow, or maybe he was thinking about something else.

ps: True·two-in-one. none.