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The light dissipated little by little, and the chapter name echoed in Cheng Lin's mind. He felt that the naming this time was very obscure, and the direction of restart was too vague, and deep space...could it point to the universe?
Hiss... The earth is not going to explode again, right?
Cheng Lin thought reflexively.
Putting away his phone, he heard the narration in his mind reappear:
[You have started the twelfth deduction. In the world you live in, the number twelve is quite mysterious. A year is divided into twelve months, and a day is divided into twelve hours. Even the zodiac sign is twelve.
Individuality is a reincarnation, and reincarnation often means restart and rebirth, as well as the end and beginning of all things]
[In the era you live in, the biggest change is undoubtedly the revival of spiritual energy. It comes quietly, lurks for several years, and erupts with one move, completely changing the world and having a profound impact on human society. When you are lucky
People who wake up and advance to the extraordinary are often immersed in joy, but ignore how lucky they are. If you could do it all over again, maybe everything would be very different]
The narration sounded calm and emotionless, and Cheng Lin felt keenly that there seemed to be something different this time.
At this time, the white light completely dissipated, and he regained his vision. Then, he was shocked to find that he was not in the dormitory of the Ninth Hospital, but... at home!
Ningcheng’s hometown!
Ning Cheng? Why are you back here?
Cheng Lin was a little puzzled, and what confused him even more was the furnishings in the room. They were undoubtedly slightly different from reality, but they also gave off a strong sense of familiarity.
And the body...
Cheng Lin suddenly realized that he had become extremely weak!
It feels like your spiritual energy has been drained!
No!
It’s not as if! It’s true!
Cheng Lin habitually tried to sense, but was shocked to find that he couldn't do it, and he could clearly feel that his body was empty, without any spiritual energy.
The body's structures, such as bones, flesh and blood, have also become extremely weak, as fragile as paper.
He instinctively raised his hand, and soon found that his hand seemed to have become smaller. He was stunned for a moment, and walked to the bathroom with his extremely weak body, only to see his own blank face in the mirror.
But that face is full of youthfulness and immaturity!
As for the clothes on my body...it turned out to be...
"School uniform?! Am I back in high school?"
Cheng Lin looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly realized something.
[You were surprised to find that your power disappeared, and then you met yourself as an ordinary high school student two years ago. You quickly calmed down and realized that time went back to two years ago]
The narration in my mind gave me an appropriate reminder.
Cheng Lin's breathing paused briefly, and it took dozens of seconds before he accepted this fact.
"So, this deduction first sets the time back two years? And then restarts the spiritual energy recovery? Well... the meaning of the deduction is to use a time as the starting point to simulate the development of things downward, but there is no requirement to start with
The present is the starting point... It's okay to say that it's a deduction to restart spiritual energy recovery... But... it wasn't like this before..."
Cheng Lin couldn't laugh or cry.
Then I re-examined the narration at the beginning of this deduction, and had a vague feeling that the resurgence of spiritual energy this time might be different from what happened in reality.
Calm down your mind.
Cheng Lin washed his face and returned to the living room.
Sitting on the sofa, I began to carefully sort out the current situation.
"There is no doubt that I have now become an ordinary person again. Not only have I lost all my cultivation, but even the increases and enhancements gained by my body have returned to their original point, which is why I have such a strong feeling of weakness... After all
I have already adapted to the physical strength of the sixth level, and it is normal for me to not adapt to it when I suddenly retreat."
"Two years ago... According to the information I know, at this time, the spiritual energy should have begun to recover, but it is very small, and there are very few awakened people... Well, it should have been recovered for almost a year, and then
It was more than a year ago, when the second semester of my senior year of high school just started, that spiritual energy improved on a large scale. During that time, there was an explosion of awakened people all over the world, which could not be concealed. Only then did governments of various countries disclose the fact that spiritual energy was resurrected..."
"But now, the world has not changed much, and Tris has disappeared at all. There are only a few awakened people, and the only ones are probably under the control of the state."
Cheng Lin rubbed his immature face, took a deep breath, and had a clear understanding of the current situation.
As for himself, he should be in his second year of high school and in his first semester.
The month is September, and school has just started.
Standing up, Cheng Lin tried to adapt to this body.
Fortunately, it is my own body after all. Although it is smaller, it is not difficult to adapt to it.
Cheng Lin remembered that he only grew taller in his second year of high school.
He developed relatively late, so even though it was only two years ago, there is a huge difference in stature.
Not to mention that the body after being transformed by spiritual energy is completely incomparable to the weak body now.
As for the temperament... well, with such a young and immature face, the temperament of a strong person in the sixth level is completely ruined... I can't control it at all...
"well."
With a silent sigh, Cheng Lin began to look around the room.
It was indeed decorated two years ago. The room was empty and a bit messy. There was also a photo album placed on the TV cabinet. Inside was a family photo with one-third of it torn off. It showed Cheng Lin and a gentle man.
female.
Looking at the photo, Cheng Lin was silent for a moment.
At this point in time, not long after his mother died in an accident in a car accident, it was also from this time that he, who was already somewhat introverted, became more withdrawn. In the next more than a year, almost two years, he never came out, so he seemed uncomfortable.
gregarious.
With a silent sigh, Cheng Lin reached out and turned the photo album so that the front was facing the wall, not wanting to look at it more.
After all, it is just a false plot. With his current experience, he will not be too immersed in this emotion.
"What should we do next? Wait for the world to change?"
Cheng Lin waited for a while and saw that the narrator did not come out to remind him, so he looked at the time and found that it was already past seven o'clock, Monday.
"Um...should I go to class?"
Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment and realized what he should do.
After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Lin picked up his schoolbag, then opened the door of his house and walked towards the school along his memory.
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Ningcheng is not a big city, and the school Cheng Lin goes to is not a boarding school. Fortunately, it is very close to the school, so he walks to and from school every day.
According to his memory, he bought two steamed buns from a breakfast stall in the nearby morning market, filled his stomach, and soon walked to the gate of Ningcheng No. 1 High School in the early morning sunshine.
At this time, many students had already entered the school gate. Cheng Lin looked at the guard, then looked at the high school students beside him, pulled on his school uniform unaccustomedly, and walked in.
Then I entered the teaching building a little unfamiliar and came outside the classroom of Class 3, Grade 2.
At this time, there are already many people in the classroom, and the class teacher has not yet arrived. This is early self-study time, but because it is only the second year of high school and the college entrance examination is still far away, everyone is not as nervous yet, only a few in the front row
The top students were reading and memorizing vocabulary, and most of the rest were chatting.
Cheng Lin didn't attract anyone's attention when he came in. He just went to his desk and sat down.
As soon as I sat down, I heard the classmates in front of me sighing and discussing the exams that started last Saturday.
"It's terrible this time. I forgot everything I studied during the summer vacation. When the report card comes out, my mother will have to blame me again."
"Same...well, I even copied my summer homework right after school started, but I want to be more liberal, aren't we all the same? I don't believe anyone can do well in the exam."
A boy said nonchalantly.
A person next to him said quietly: "That's not necessarily true. If you look at the class next door, if nothing else, Song Jun must still be number one."
"I am a top student and I want to take the Qingbei exam...can it be the same..."
Cheng Lin sat on a chair, listening to the discussions of his classmates, his face gradually became weird.
I think Song Jun’s future is really not what you think... Of course, he is still as good as he is...
However, looking at these young people, Cheng Lin also felt a lot of emotion. Compared with them, it seemed that he could see himself two years ago.
"Hey, have you heard about the news last night?"
Suddenly, a loud voice rang out.
Cheng Lin looked over and saw Sun Xiao who had just walked into the classroom. It was still hot in early September. He was wearing a basketball uniform. He threw his schoolbag carelessly and asked excitedly.
"News? What news?" Sun Xiao's voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Ah, you're not talking about the willow tree murder incident, are you?" Suddenly, a boy wearing glasses said.
"Yes, that's it! Have you seen it too?" Sun Xiao said excitedly.
For the rest of the students, some suddenly understood, and some still didn't understand. High school parents are very strict, and many students have handed in their mobile phones, or don't have them at all, and there are not many channels for daily contact with news.
Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment and frowned. In his memory, there was no news about Liu Shu's murder in his sophomore year of high school... But he couldn't say for sure, maybe he had forgotten something.
But after listening to Sun Xiao's story, he realized something was wrong.
According to the news, someone on the Internet exposed it yesterday that they met a man hanging from a willow tree on the road and called the police.
At first, I thought it was suicide, but after a closer look, I found something was wrong. There were no signs of artificial knotting in the willow tree, and the most bizarre thing was that some of the willow branches actually pierced the body of the deceased and entered the flesh, as if sucking blood.
Many branches turned blood red.
"Is it fake? Someone must have made this up on the Internet..."
"That's right, I guess it's for filming, or for pranks. Willow trees can also kill people? Can they also suck blood?"
Many students shook their heads, feeling that the news was too fake.
Some are conducting serious analysis, saying that the murderer may have hung the body on a willow tree or something like that.
There were also some girls who looked scared but talked excitedly, saying it might be a ghost or something.
"Hey, Cheng Lin, what do you think?" Suddenly, Sun Xiao looked at Cheng Lin and asked.
Cheng Lin sat behind the desk and smiled slightly when he heard the words, a meaningful smile appeared on his young face:
"I guess... maybe the willow tree has become a spirit."
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ps: This deduction may be slightly longer than the last time... Well, maybe...