I really don't want to be a teacher

"I Really Don't Want to Be a Teacher" Author: Half Volume Fragments

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Looking up at the roof of his old house, it is said that it is a beam of golden nanmu.

He lowered his head and glanced at his line of sight again. This is said to be a system passed down from his ancestors.

Lian Ge couldn't help falling into deep thinking,

Isn't my family's ancestral god stick, now this is... an ancestral god?

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Chapter 1

"...Grandson, by the time you read this letter, maybe your grandpa and I have... taken a step ahead.

In the past few days, at night, I can see your great-grandpa and father coming to pick me up, saying that they will pick me up to enjoy the blessings in heaven.

I always tell them, tell them to wait, wait for Xiaoge to come back, I will see you before I leave.

But I'm afraid I can't delay it any longer tonight. Your father told me that if he wants to see you, he can come back to see you later. You can't wait any longer. When you miss the auspicious time, you will ruin your children and grandchildren...

I thought to myself, what kind of bastard is this?

But your great-grandfather has spoken, you have to take me away tonight, if I don’t want to go, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do..."

Lian Ge looked at the suicide note from his grandfather, looked at the withered and gray face of his grandfather on the door panel in front of him, forced a smile,

"Old man, you are really going to die and you still don't forget to pretend to be a magic stick."

Smiling and laughing, tears welled up in Lian Ge's eyes and slid down his cheeks.

"Xiao Ge, let's be sad. People will always be born, grow old, get sick and die. Lao Lian, this is also a joy and mourning."

The old village chief next to him patted Lian Ge on the shoulder and said something comforting.

"Great Uncle, I want to be alone for the meeting."

Lian Ge stared blankly at the grandfather who had lost all vitality on the door panel.

"I want to open up..." The old village head said something, then paused, then added something hesitantly,

"Xiao Ge, Lao Lian has already gone. He is only a descendant like you. The funeral... It is summer now, and the weather is relatively hot."

"I see, great uncle." Lian Ge was still immersed in sadness, but murmured in response.

The great uncle glanced at him, sighed, shook his head and walked out of the yard.

Originally, there was only one old and one young dependent on each other, but now that the old one is gone, only the young one is left... Hey...

……

The sigh of the old village chief dissipated in the yard, and the whole house and the yard fell into dead silence again.

After a long time, Lian Ge's voice sounded again,

"Grandpa, do you know that if you hold on a little longer, I might be able to bring you a granddaughter-in-law back to see you this time." Tears welled up in Lian Ge's eyes, and he gritted his teeth, smiling,

"It's all right now, my daughter-in-law was not found, and you are gone too.

Don't you usually have a strong body? You are 80 years old and you can walk like flying. Every day, you go over mountains and mountains to give fortune-telling and cure diseases. I have only been away for half a semester. Why are you..."

Lian Ge looked at his grandfather's already stiff body, and fell silent again as he spoke.

Picking up the suicide note in his hand and looking at it, Lian Ge walked out of the main room and walked into his grandfather's room next to him.

Looking at the familiar room, the trace left by his grandfather, a stronger sense of sadness welled up in his heart,

"Huh..." Taking a deep breath, Lian Ge suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, glanced around the room,

His eyes flicked from the desk and the bedding on the bed, and paused again on a glass jar beside the bed,

Moving around, Lian Ge walked over, picked up the glass jar, put it on the desk,

"Whoa... whoa..."

Twist the plastic lid on the glass jar twice and open the glass jar.

Lian Ge took a small brush from the desk and spread the short suicide note on the desk at the same time.

Using a small brush to dip some colorless and odorless liquid like pure water in the glass jar, Lian Ge carefully pressed the thin suicide note, and evenly spread the transparent liquid on its surface with a small brush.

After doing all this, Lian Ge withdrew his hand, looked at the thin suicide note, and waited quietly.

Soon, the handwriting on the suicide note disappeared, but new handwriting reappeared on the paper.

When the handwriting on it was completely changed, Lian Ge picked it up again and browsed it,

"Hahaha... It seems that my grandson is not stupid, and he knows that I will hide some words..."

Seeing this sentence, although Lian Ge couldn't hide the sadness in his heart, he still smiled knowingly.

This is a trick that the old man likes to play since he was a child. As for the method of hiding the handwriting, according to the old man, it was passed down from his ancestors.

With a restrained smile and lowered eyes, Lian Ge continued to read,

"...Since your great-grandpa wants to take me away, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to it. In this case, I thought I'd leave some words for you and explain a few more words.

When you read this letter now, you should be in my room. Have you seen the eight-step bed?There is a bank card in the pillow on the bed, and the password is your grandpa and my birthday. It contains the tens of thousands of dollars that your grandpa and I cheated by pretending to be tricks. You still have two years in college. You should save a little for yourself. It should be enough You hold out until college graduation. "

Looking at these words, thinking about the tone of the old man when he said these words, Lian Ge couldn't help laughing again, but the sadness accumulated in his heart became heavier.

Lian Ge continued to look down without looking at the bank card in the pillow.

Based on his understanding of the old man, the old man's habit of speaking is that the previous words are definitely not as important as the latter words.

"...In addition, if your grandfather and I die, you will feel ashamed and want to stay at home and be a second-generation ancestor waiting to die. Have you seen that eight-step bed? Huanghuali's, your great-grandfather handed down,

Look up again, is there a beam on top of your head, handed down from your ancestors, made of golden nanmu, if you are short of money, take it out, or cut off a piece and sell it. "

Seeing this, Lian Ge couldn't help jumping in his heart, subconsciously looked up,

Then he saw a pitch-black pillar that was used as a beam and pillar across the roof, and even had some bumps on the surface. For a while, he was very worried that this pillar would break and the entire roof would collapse.

It turned out that such a large pillar was made of golden nanmu.

"Old man, grandpa... have you chopped this piece of wood?" Looking at the traces of potholes on the tissue, Lian Ge thought silently, and at the same time couldn't help but wonder how many things he didn't know about this house.

Before that, he knew that the old man was a magic stick and a barefoot doctor. He had a decent appearance and good medical skills, so he was quite prestigious and famous in several villages around here.

And according to the old man, his family's ancestors were also ancestral magic sticks, either fortune-telling or Fengshui.

But now it seems that the old man has said half of what he said.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge continued to read,

"...By the way, the potholes on the beams and pillars were not cut by your grandfather and me. They were all made by your great-grandfather."

Perhaps guessing what Lian Ge would think, his grandfather added something later.

Seeing this sentence, Lian Ge couldn't help but smiled knowingly,

"...And the last thing, your great-grandfather guarded me and asked me to leave you some words.

There is one thing that the ancestors left behind. They said it was called a system... It was hidden under the eight-step bed, in that small box. If you are willing to try it, you can try it with a drop of fingertip blood.

Your great-grandpa went there very suddenly, so he sent me back something like this, and asked me to drip blood on it. When I was young, I tried a dozen or twenty times, but it was useless. If you are willing to try, then Just try it.

Well, when it comes to this matter, your great-grandfather is anxious, saying that he has to take me away soon, grandson, I'm leaving.

The cemetery I chose for myself is on the left side of the village entrance, next to your great-uncle’s field, at the foot of the mountain, with a mountain at the back, a bright hall in front, wind and water, good feng shui,

By the way... Your grandfather, I may be a bit of a sequela to swindle you outside to save your tuition fees. If someone else comes to your door, if you really can't do it, you can take the bed and pillars and leave..."

The handwriting on the paper became more and more distorted as it went to the back. It can be seen that when writing these last few sentences, the old man was exhausted.

After reading the last paragraph, Lian Ge was silent for a moment,

Only then did he finally get up and walk towards the eight-step bed.

"System? It can't be what I think."

Chapter 2 The Ancestral System

After carefully pressing the thin page of suicide note on the desk, Lian Ge walked to the eight-step bed and lay down on the bed,

After reaching out his hand to feel around the bottom of the bed but failing to find it, Lian Ge simply got under the bed by himself, and finally found the small box in the center of the bottom of the bed.

This small box was just an ordinary wooden box, perhaps it hadn't been opened for a long time, and it was already covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Wow..."

Lian Ge backed out along the bottom of the bed, and dragged the small wooden box out of the bottom of the bed with his hands.

"Clap clap..."

Standing up again, patted the dust on his body, and grabbed the cobwebs wrapped around his hair, Lian Ge turned his attention back to the small wooden box on the ground.

"Huh...cough..."

After taking a deep breath and blowing away the dust on the surface of the wooden box, Lian Ge picked up the wooden box again,

It feels very light to hold, obviously there are not too many or too big things in this wooden box.

"Clap."

After placing the wooden box on the desk, Lian Ge also sat down in front of the desk again.

After carefully observing the sides of the wooden box, I found that the wooden box was not connected at all.

"Crack..."

Without much hesitation, Lian Ge opened the box directly.

In an instant, the scene inside the box was clearly presented to Lian Ge.

The whole box seemed empty, only one thing was placed at the bottom of the middle box,

Its whole body is integrated, the surface is pure black, with a certain arc around it, exuding a round luster like jade.

"...Isn't this a pebble?" Lian Ge looked at the bottom of the box, which was said to be a system, but actually looked like a pebble.

If it wasn't for his grandfather's suicide note and the foreshadowing of huanghuali and golden nanmu, he would only think that this thing was a stone that his grandfather picked up at the bottom of the box.

Muttering in a low voice, Lian Ge reached out and picked up the 'pebble',

It's cold in the hand, and a little smooth... the same feeling as pebbles.

After a little hesitation, Lian Ge still took a sewing needle from the table next to him, briefly toasted it with a lighter, and then pricked his fingertips.

Putting the 'pebble' on the table, Lian Ge squeezed it with his hands, and squeezed a drop of blood onto the pebble.

"pat..."

The moment the blood dripped on the 'cobblestone', there was no reaction, but the blood penetrated into it at an extremely fast speed and disappeared.

According to the smoothness of the surface of this 'pebble', it is unlikely that the seepage rate is so fast,

This abnormal reaction strengthened Lian Ge's confidence. He simply picked up the sewing needle just now and pricked a few more holes with his fingertips.

With a squeeze, several drops of blood dripped on the cobblestones one after another.

In the next moment, the cobblestone suddenly emitted a milky white halo, gradually brightening up.

Lian Ge paused, looking nervously at the 'pebble' which was getting brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a halo.

Finally, under Lian Ge's gaze, the cobblestone completely turned into a ball of light, which suddenly jumped from the table and shot towards Lian Ge's body.

Subconsciously, Lian Ge wanted to dodge, but he still gritted his teeth and resisted moving.

At the moment when the laser beam came into contact with Lian Ge, it instantly spread from one point to Lian Ge's whole body, enveloping him in it.

"Ding, the detection is complete, the verification information is passed, and the binding requirements are met, and the Qiudao system starts to bind."

"The system is initializing and loading, please wait patiently..."

The halo lingering around his body didn't bring any strange feeling to Lian Ge, but the voice echoing in his mind and the progress bar in his sight made Lian Ge froze.

"Loading... Ten percent... 20.00%... 90.00% Nine... The system is loaded."

"Do you want to activate the quantitative data panel?"