(Preface: Zhuangzi once said a state of life - between "useful" and "useless". Unpredictable things in the world are often between existence and non-existence. For example, a magic weapon is useless waste in the hands of ordinary people, but a treasure may also bring disaster; if it is obtained by a real master, it will become a weapon. However, if this magic weapon falls into the hands of a person who takes it in "useful and useless", all changes are unknown and everything is possible! For example, Shino got the Qingming Mirror.)

I didn't have the time to read books at all this evening self-study. From time to time, I looked at the reflection in the mirror - the little boy sat quietly behind me, and looked back at the empty seats from time to time. My frequent turn of thought obviously caused a little misunderstanding. People thought I was looking back at Feng Junzi and Tian Wei. Tian Wei was probably a little uncomfortable when I saw it, so he glared at Feng Junzi again, but he was facing Feng Junzi's smiling eyes and blinked at her. Tian Wei's face turned redder and turned his head to stop looking at Feng Junzi. Yes, what's the solution to encounter such a shameless person?

The classroom was quiet and no one spoke, but I always felt the atmosphere was strange. This atmosphere was quickly broken by one person, that is, the biology teacher who came to inspect the evening self-study, and also the grade director of our first year of high school. Wucheng Middle School has a total of six grades from the first year of junior high school to the third year of high school, and has six grade directors. This is a middle-level position between ordinary teachers and school leaders. Originally, the school committee did not have this grade director in the school's establishment. It was set by the school leaders themselves, and it was regarded as a promotion to the confidants. Teacher Sima is the follower of Principal He, a mahjong player and a drinker. He was just mentioned as the position of grade director last year.

As soon as Teacher Sima entered the classroom, he found a serious problem - Feng Junzi actually sat next to the girl Tian Wei. He walked over and patted Feng Junzi's desk, and said in a serious tone: "Student Feng Junzi, why don't you sit in your seat?" The whole class felt that there was a good show now, and Feng Junzi looked up and replied: "Teacher Sima, I have a problem in physics class during the day. I don't understand it. Come and ask Tian Wei for advice. She is better than me and I'm serious."

"She studied more seriously than you? I'm afraid that's not the case?" Teacher Sima's tone had a hint of ridicule. Feng Junzi studied at Wucheng Middle School in Junior High School and had once passed the first place in the whole grade. Teacher Sima had known him for a long time. Tian Wei was not a formal student. Her father was a private coal mine owner in Xuande County. She spent a considerable sponsorship fee at home to enter Wucheng Middle School High School. Teacher Sima obviously knew Tian Wei's background very well, so she was amused by Feng Junzi's words.

However, Feng Junzi continued to answer seriously: "That's right, I have many physics questions I don't know, all of which were solved by Tian Wei for me." Teacher Sima asked Tian Wei again: "Are Feng Junzi really asking you physics questions?" All eyes in the classroom were staring at Tian Wei, and Tian Wei lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "Yes." This sentence was beyond my expectations, but Tian Wei did not expect that Tian Wei helped Feng Junzi lie.

Seeing this, Teacher Sima was not good at saying anything, so he had to say in the tone of a teacher: "Feng Junzi, don't hinder other students from studying, go back to your seat." My curiosity came up again. Looking at Feng Junzi, I wondered whether he would return to the "ghost" seat. At this time, Feng Junzi said something that no one expected: "Report to Teacher Sima, there is a ghost on my seat!"

Almost everyone laughed, but I didn't laugh, and Feng Junzi didn't laugh either. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Shang Yunfei on the other side of the classroom, and he looked serious and didn't smile! It seemed that it was not just me, but in this classroom, three people might have seen the boy on the empty seat. Teacher Sima also wanted to laugh a little, but she still tried to say seriously: "What kind of ghost is it? Is it because you have a ghost in your heart, right?"

Feng Junzi changed his subject at this time and did not continue the topic just now: "Teacher Sima, we don't know one question. Can Teacher Sima help us solve it?" Then he handed over a workbook. I couldn't see the content in the workbook, and it was probably the physics question that Feng Junzi couldn't solve.

Teacher Sima's face was a little embarrassed. He taught biology, but he couldn't say that he was not good at physics in front of the students. You should know that Feng Junzi won the national physics competition award in the third year of junior high school. Who would know that he would find out any weird questions to make things difficult for Teacher Sima? Maybe he really couldn't solve them. Teacher Sima simply didn't read Feng Junzi's exercise book, but instead said to him: "Go to study hard, and ask the physics teacher if you can't solve them tomorrow." As he spoke, he walked out of the classroom and ignored Feng Junzi's seating issue.

There was nothing to say all night, and Feng Junzi didn't sit back to his seat. Until 9:30, the bell for self-study was ringing, and the students packed their books and left the classroom. The people were almost gone, and only four people were sitting there without moving. Of course, there were one of me, and the other three were Shang Yunfei, Feng Junzi and Tian Wei. Feng Junzi didn't leave, and I don't know why Tian Wei didn't leave either. They sat like this for a few minutes. Feng Junzi finally spoke to Tian Wei first: "Tian Wei, can you borrow your chemistry notes to copy for me? I didn't remember them all during class."

This kid is talking nonsense because he was sitting behind me. I have never seen him take notes during class, nor have he borrowed other people's notes to copy. Now he actually wants to borrow Tian Wei's chemical notes, which is obviously an opportunity to get close. Qian Zhongshu once said that borrowing books is the beginning of a relationship between men and women. If you borrow and repay one after another, you will have an excuse to hook up. I really admire this kid. There was a ghost sitting next to him, and he was still in the mood to pick up girls! Tian Wei was probably waiting for this sentence of Feng Junzi. He reached out to take out the notes from his schoolbag, deliberately threw them heavily in front of Feng Junzi, and almost knocked over his teapot. Then Tian Wei carried his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

Seeing Tian Wei walk out of the classroom, there are only three people left, Feng Junzi turned his head and said, "Shang Yunfei, you are not leaving yet, what are you waiting for?" Shang Yunfei glanced at Feng Junzi and sat there without moving. Feng Junzi said again: "Buddhist disciples should abstain from greed." This was inexplicable, but Yun Fei stood up and muttered while packing his schoolbag, "Avoid greed, why don't you say this to yourself?" As he packed his schoolbag and walked out of the door. When he went out, Feng Junzi said again: "Are you alive! Getting you alive!"

There were only Feng Junzi and me left in the classroom. I had never left because I couldn't help but feel curious. I always wanted to wait for no one to ask Feng Junzi, did he see the same thing as me? You know, I have been a very special person since I was a child, and I have always wanted to find the same kind that I could communicate with. Feng Junzi seemed to be as special as me. I was about to turn back and talk to Feng Junzi, but Feng Junzi spoke first: "Shi Ye, where did the Qingming Mirror in your hand come from?"

Feng Junzi's words surprised me. He did not mention the ghost boy sitting in the seat, but asked me about the mirror in my hand. He heard his tone. This mirror was also famous, and it was called Qingming Jing. I also asked curiously: "I picked this mirror from under the Zhuangyuan Bridge today. Do you know it? What is Qingming Jing?"

Feng Junzi said a little enviously: "I have been under the Zhuangyuan Bridge many times, but why didn't I find this treasure? You kid are so lucky. This is a magic weapon of a cultivator and can be regarded as a magic weapon of an immortal... Forget it, you tell you that you don't understand. Anyway, this mirror is very special, but you just don't know. Since you have it in your hand, please put it away carefully and don't show it to others casually."

This mirror is indeed strange, but I heard Feng Junzi's tone and thought that I had not noticed the weirdness. I quickly asked: "You know that this mirror is strange. I saw someone on your seat in the mirror..." Before I could finish speaking, Feng Junzi suddenly changed his face: "You actually saw the mirror! Don't say anything here, come out with me!" As he said that, he didn't take his schoolbag and teapot, and waved to me to go with him.

After walking out of the teaching building for a distance, Feng Junzi stopped by the side of the road and turned around and asked me: "Did you see the mirror? How is this possible? You don't look like a practitioner, how do you see the mirror?" I replied strangely: "What can you see and cannot be seen? I took it into my hand. This is a mirror. Tonight I am sitting in your seat in the mirror. Have you seen it too?" Feng Junzi waved his hand: "Don't talk about what's on my seat first. Do you think everyone can see the mirror? Give me the mirror."

I handed the ancient mirror to Feng Junzi's hand. Feng Junzi turned over the mirror and said to me, "Look at this thing again, is it a mirror?" A strange thing happened. When the mirror arrived in Feng Junzi's hand, the original position of the mirror immediately turned into mottled rust, like a broken copper piece buried in the soil for a long time, and there was no trace of the mirror!

"The reason why Qingming Mirror is a magic weapon is that only people with magic power can use it. In the eyes of ordinary people, it cannot see its mirror. Unless--unless you are born with a dark eye! Shi Ye, tell me, do you often see things that others cannot see?" Before I could answer, Feng Junzi stretched out his hand and said, "Excuse me to see."

I subconsciously stretched out a hand and Feng Junzi grabbed it. I felt a strange feeling coming from his palm, and my body became weak and almost stopped. I only heard Feng Junzi say to himself: "It's true that he is born with supernatural powers, but it's very strange. It seems to have been sealed for many years, otherwise it would have disappeared long ago. What's going on?"

Unexpectedly, when Feng Junzi stretched out his hand, he guessed my strange experience since childhood. His tone was not like a teenage middle school student at all, but rather like a teenager in his seventies and eighties. Of course I wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity to ask for advice. He quickly said: "I was really special before I was eight years old. I often saw things that others could not see, and I could also feel what was going to happen, but it disappeared later. How did you know?"

Feng Junzi returned Qingming Mirror to me: "Don't ask me how I know. It's hard to explain to you now. Let's talk about your childhood experiences as we walk." So Feng Junzi followed me on the way back to the dormitory. Along the way, I told Feng Junzi roughly about his childhood experiences and his strange ability to disappear after Grandpa Jin treated me.

When I finished speaking, I had already walked downstairs of the dormitory. Then I remembered that Feng Junzi didn't live in the dormitory and walked along the way with me. After listening to my story, Feng Junzi thought: "I know what's going on with you. In fact, many people have ghost eyes when they were born, but they disappeared when they were old enough to remember and would not stay in their memory. Your situation is quite special, until they were seven or eight years old. This is a natural superpower. In fact, this is not a good thing. Such people are often entangled by evil things and are prone to restlessness. At the same time, the superpowers of practitioners need to be supported by magic power. Of course, natural superpowers do not have the magic power of practice, so they consume their own vitality. They are guilty and weak and prone to death. Therefore, your Grandpa Jin is worried that you cannot grow up safely, and even if you can grow up, they often live a short life."

Feng Junzi's words may be difficult to understand to others. Why is it not a good thing to have natural strange abilities? But I understand that everything has gains and losses, and God is fair. Hearing this, I asked carefully: "Are you saying that people like me who live long?"

Feng Junzi looked up at me: "It may not be. I think your Grandpa Jin must be a master. He used a golden needle to seal your acupoints and his supernatural powers. In fact, if he didn't do that back then, these special abilities would gradually deteriorate as you grew up, but it would not be easy for you to grow up healthily. But now the problem is complicated. You are already adult, and once the sealed meridians are opened, this supernatural power will not deteriorate, but will become more and more mature, so you must be careful."

So that's the case, what should I do? I asked Feng Junzi again: "Is it all because of this Qingming Mirror?"

Feng Junzi's expression was a little awkward: "You really shouldn't have touched these magic weapons. The Qingming Mirror shows your natural ghost eyes, but your supernatural power recovery is not because of it. It's all my fault for being careless..."

"You! What does this have to do with you?" I asked in confusion.

"Although Qingming Mirror is a magic weapon, it is a dead object after all, and it is impossible to open the sealed veins of your acupoints. It was all the time when I shook hands with you just now, and I accidentally... Don't ask me what I did, I didn't expect this to happen."

I suddenly felt something was wrong and interrupted him: "Feng Junzi, wait. I have not recovered my childhood ability. If I didn't use this mirror, I wouldn't see that ghost in the classroom."

Feng Junzi sighed: "But it's different now. You can see the Yin God without using the Qingming Mirror... Yin God is the thing you see... If you don't believe it, we can go back to the classroom again!"

...

Feng Junzi and I returned to the corridor outside the classroom. At this time, the lights of the teaching building had gone out. The street lights not far away projected the mottled tree shadows on the wall. The surroundings were quiet and full of strange atmosphere. When I looked out of the window, I saw a lonely figure sitting in the empty classroom, which was the little boy I saw at night. This time, I didn't use the Qingming Mirror, which was directly seen with my eyes! The light in the classroom was very dark, but strangely, the boy's facial features were very clear in my eyes. I took a breath and took a step back, and only heard Feng Junzi beside me say, "Did you see it? You must be mentally prepared. You will often see these things in the future and you can't go back!"

"Can't go back?"

Feng Junzi: "You are already an adult, and the meridians of the viscera have grown into no change. Even if the golden needle seals the acupoints, it will not be useful. What did you see? Why are you so curious?" Hearing his tone, I didn't know what I saw, I couldn't help but ask, "A little boy, sitting in your seat, haven't you seen it? Then why don't you sit in your own seat?"

Feng Junzi: "I don't have the natural yin eyes like you, so of course I can't see it! It's just that my spiritual sense can sense that there are yin objects there, so I avoid it."

So that's the case... I suddenly thought of Shang Yunfei again: "You didn't see it, so did Yunfei see it? Why did you both stay after class?"

Feng Junzi suddenly smiled: "Yun Fei, I think he should have the achievement of the magical power of the heavenly eyes, of course he can see it. However, there may be a misunderstanding in this matter. We all thought that the other party was going to hit the mirror in your hand, but we all thought it was wrong. You actually thought that we would stay because the classroom was free from Yin Shen. I didn't even see what it did, and even if Yun Fei saw it, he wouldn't meddle in other people's business. We all misunderstood that Qingming Mirror is a Taoist magic weapon, and it would be useless for Shang Yunfei to take it. As for me, although the magic weapon is a magic weapon, it's a pity that I can't use it at all. Now I'm really a little curious, wanting to see what that child looks like."

"Aren't you invisible?"

"I have my own way!" Feng Junzi smiled mysteriously, and suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand and whispered: "Borrow the magical powers!" I felt a numbness all over my body, as if an invisible power was pulled out of my body. Feng Junzi held my hand and looked into the classroom for a long time, then let go and said: "What are your eyes? You are born with groggy eyes like this? You can't even tell the difference between men and women! What kind of boy is it? It's obviously a little girl! Do you think you are not a woman without butt or breasts? You haven't developed at that age yet!"

Feng Junzi just used some weird method to borrow my penis eyes, and also saw the child. It seemed that he looked at people more carefully than me, and he could see that it was a little girl. After hearing his words, I also looked at the child carefully: his skin was pale and blood-colored, but his facial features were very delicate. It was really a little girl. But when I saw her with short hair at first, I thought she was thinking of her as a little boy. I was still there to take a closer look. Feng Junzi patted my shoulder: "Okay, okay, nothing is good to look at. Go back quickly, the dormitory will be closed."

On the way back again, I asked Feng Junzi again: "Why is this little girl sitting in your seat? Where did she come from?" Feng Junzi replied lightly: "That's not my seat. Think about what day of the week it is today? As for where she came from, ask me who would I ask?"

I suddenly thought that today is Sunday. According to the regulations of our school, each group will change seats tomorrow. Next Zhou Feng Junzi will sit in Tian Wei's seat, so Feng Junzi's current seat? I thought about the seat in the class carefully. The person who will sit in the "ghost" seat tomorrow will be He Jun's son of Principal He Zhuoxiu. Thinking of this, he began to worry about He Jun again: "Feng Junzi, He Jun will sit in this seat next Zhou, what should he do?"

Feng Junzi didn't think about it: "What if you don't do it! He Jun can't see her, and she can't see He Jun. Apart from you and me, Yun Fei, who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, no one knows what's going on. What do you care about it? Now you're still worried about yourself!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You have forgotten everything I said just now? People born with superpowers are prone to weak hearts and weak energy, and often have short lifespans. Even if you are already an adult, the situation will be the same."

"What should I do?"

"Actually, don't worry too much. In the future, you should not use the vaginal eye or other superpowers casually. You'd better put away the Qingming Mirror. That thing is also a waste of energy. As long as you can turn a blind eye and listen, there shouldn't be any big problem."

"Shut your eyes and listen to it? Isn't it strange?"

"If you ignore it, it is called Yi, if you don't hear it, it is called Xi, if you don't know it, it is called Wei. This is what Lao Tzu said. In fact, many people who practice the truth can see what others cannot see, but their hearts are stable and they will have the realm of Xiyi."

"Xiyi? When I was a child, Grandpa Jin told me that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was an ancestor named Chen Tuan in Huashan named Mr. Xiyi. Is it the one you mentioned? But I don't know what a stable heart means."

Feng Junzi looked back at me again: "So you still know Chen Tuan? If I don't understand my words, listen to Confucius. Don't look at what I am not polite, don't listen to what I am not polite, don't speak what I am not polite, don't move if I am not polite... Respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them, that's right. Remember, there are no ghosts in this world! As for whether it is true or not, don't worry about it, if it is not there, it will be gone."
Chapter completed!