Yin Yang paper

Qu He rummaged through the refrigerator, only beer was left, so he went to the outside room to open a box of instant noodles and took two packs, intending to cook it.

Qu Shuo had already followed into the door and sat down on the sofa, not caring at all how long the clothes under his buttocks hadn't been washed.

"Two packs are not enough, I can eat four packs." Qu Shuo said to Qu He who was pouring the seasoning.

Qu He shook his hands and sprinkled the seasoning on the outside of the pot, then said politely with his teeth shining, "I'm sorry, I ate this myself."

"But I'm hungry too." Qu Shuo took out the leftover lollipop stick from his mouth, looked left and right to see if he couldn't find a trash can, and kept spinning it in his hand.

"Go out to eat when you're hungry, what kind of instant noodles do rich people eat?" Qu He said angrily.

"But all the money I brought was used to buy dog ​​food for Mantou." Qu Shuo waved at Mantou, and Mantou cheerfully flicked his tongue and came up to lick his hand.

Qu He is heartbroken, this is the dog he has raised for three years!

But no matter what, it’s all my own fault, and it’s uncomfortable for my son to think about not eating delicious Qu He, as if his children eat meat at home, and his son can only eat porridge every day.

Forget it, for the sake of buying delicious food for his son.

Qu He silently passed by Qu Shuo and brought back several packs of instant noodles.

This is good, one pot can't hold it, so two pots have to be cooked.

Twenty minutes later, Qu He came out with two bowls of instant noodles, and directed Qu Shuo to put down the small table against the wall: "Eat, eat hard, if you can't finish it, I'll pour it into your nose."

Qu Shuo nodded, and picked up the chopsticks without any courtesy.

Qu He sucked and sucked, and Qu Shuo also sucked and sucked.

The smell of instant noodles completely permeated the whole bedroom, even the smell of perfume on Qu Shuo's body was completely covered up.

Qu He drank up the soup, burped in satisfaction, and watched Qu Shuo continue to suck on half a bowl of noodles.

"Go back after eating, thank you for bringing me back." Qu He said.

After sucking the last chopsticks, Qu Shuo wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "I said, I'll be where you are. I've decided to stay here."

"What?" Qu He rushed forward as soon as he was full after eating: "Hi~ You're joking~ Hip~!"

Qu Shuo had already got up to pack the dishes, and poured a glass of water for Qu He thoughtfully.

Qu He quickly took a big gulp: "You~ hiccup~ do you live here? Hiccup~ where do you live?"

Qu Shuo pointed to the sofa: "Exactly."

Qu He was speechless, who would want to find someone to sleep in a room with him for no reason!

"No! Hiccup~ You can't live here!" Qu He patted his chest trying to swallow the breath that was stuck in his throat: "Hi~ I'm a small place here."

"I don't think it's too small, it's just right." Qu Shuo came over to tidy the sofa after washing the dishes, picked up the clothes on it and walked to the outer toilet. He looked at it, and there was a washing machine under the sink.

"I'm inconvenient!" Qu He shouted.

Qu Shuo finished setting the program, wiped his hands, came in and sat down: "What's inconvenient? You don't have a girlfriend or any guests. You sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa. It's just right."

Qu He still wanted to speak, but Qu Shuo's expression changed, and he pressed his shoulder very seriously: "Don't move! There is something behind you."

Qu He's hairs suddenly stood up, and his whole body froze.

Qu Shuo didn't speak for a long time, and Qu He couldn't help but asked tremblingly, "What, what? I, can I change my position? Cramp, cramp..."

Qu Shuo put down his hands: "Okay?"

"Ah?" Qu He still maintained his posture and did not dare to move.

"I said you hiccupped, okay?"

Qu He panicked: "What's the hiccup, what's behind me? Don't sit still, help me!"

Qu Shuo glanced at him with an inexplicable expression: "There is nothing, only your bed, and even if there is, I can't see it. What are you afraid of?"

Qu He's temples twitched, he clenched his fists and wanted to hit someone.

Qu Shuo said indifferently: "Think it over before you start. I can hit three by myself." He paused and added: "A ghost."

Qu He loosened his fist slowly, and said with a half smile: "You rest, I'll take out the trash and calm down."

After leaving the door, Qu He finally regained his breath, committing crimes, committing crimes, how could Qu Shuo be such a person.

After throwing away the garbage, Qu He went back to the grocery store and saw several little girls taking pictures around Qu Shuo's sports car.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Several girls looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward to start a conversation with Qu He: "Handsome guy, do you know who owns this car?"

Qu He raised his eyebrows, seeing that the girls were all fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged, he naturally had some ideas in his heart.

"What? Do you want to get to know each other?" Qu He's eyes twitched, looking so pretty in the sun.

"We just think..." The girl's finger brushed over Qu He's shoulder: "It should be nice to go for a drive in this weather, what do you think?"

Qu He also laughed, and with his index finger, he tapped the girl's hand on his shoulder: "It's not bad, so..."

"So?" The girl blinked her eyes and looked at Qu He expectantly.

Qu He continued: "Go 200 meters further, there are shared bicycles there, go for a ride."

The girl's complexion suddenly turned ugly, she smiled dryly, turned around and left.

Qu He rolled his eyes behind him.

Qu Shuo looked at him at the door with folded arms: "Their invitation is quite straightforward."

Qu He snorted: "Didn't you hear that he was going for a ride? It's not my car. Why, I'll call you back?"

Qu Shuo shook his head: "I won't bother you."

Qu He snorted heavily: "You should move the car to another place. There are many tourists here, and the photos are okay, but I'm afraid there will be some damage."

Qu Shuo hummed, but took the key and dragged Qu He into the car together.

"What are you doing?" Qu He was pressed on the co-pilot, and the seat belt snapped on.

"Go for a ride." Qu Shuo said, "I checked, and the sea is next to me."

Qu Hele did not refuse the enjoyment.

In this way, the two of them drove from the coffee street to the coastline.

There is still a cool breeze in the afternoon in April, but it is comfortable.The willow trees along the way are beginning to sprout, which is a good time for spring travel.

Qu Shuo said it was a drive, and it really was a drive. He ran two laps along the road from the coastline before returning to the store.

Qu He was in a good mood, and he didn't mention the matter of letting Qu Shuo go out.

That night when he got up to go to the bathroom, he was shocked when he saw a person lying on the sofa. After draining the water and returning to the bed, he was stunned for 10 minutes before he digested the fact that Qu Shuo really lived with him.

Forget it, people don't dislike it, so you should hire a bodyguard.

Qu He leaned against the wall to comfort herself, then slipped from the wall to the pillow in a daze and fell asleep.

Now that he's back home, Qu He still has to take care of his own shop, but he doesn't have to do the work himself.

"Put this over there," Qu He directed Qu Shuo while playing a game, "Put the food on the left, yes, there is also a stall at the entrance, find a stone to press on it."

Qu Shuo has no opinion at all, he does everything from loading and selling goods.

Moreover, there is such an eye-catching handsome guy, with the looming abdominal muscles under his shirt showing from time to time. These days, even girls 800 meters away have come here to buy drinks.

Qu He expressed his anger at this, and he is also very eye-catching. Why hasn't he been treated like this?

Look, the owner of Niu Niu next to him came to deliver milk tea to Qu Shuo again.

Qu He sneered and made the game's voice deafening.

That night, Qu He did not prepare Qu Shuo's meal.

Qu Shuo said it didn't matter, and went out for a walk with the steamed buns.

Qu He waited from eight o'clock until ten o'clock, seeing that the game was suspended several times, but the man and the dog hadn't come back yet.

Generally, Mantou likes to go for a walk in the park behind, so Qu He simply took them to the door to find them.

Most of the businesses at this point are closed, and only a few 24-hour business points are still lit, but there seems to be no one there.

Qu He counted the streetlights along the crosswalk and walked towards the park. Just after entering and turning a corner, he saw the familiar little hurricane running towards this side.

"Steamed buns!" Qu He yelled, squatting down and waiting for him to throw himself into his arms.

However, when Mantou saw Qu He, he turned around in a circle, then yelled twice and ran back.

Mantou usually doesn't bark, so Qu He's heart skipped a beat. He didn't see Qu Shuo when he moved forward, and he didn't dare to move when he stood up.

Mantou yelled twice to see that Qu He didn't move, then turned around and bit Qu He's trouser leg and dragged him.

"Mantou...don't make trouble..." Qu He really didn't know whether to follow him or not.

Mantou whimpered and hummed, Qu He swallowed, and cursed cruelly: "Death is death, Mantou, go."

When Mantou heard this, he immediately opened his mouth and ran into the park.

Qu He followed behind and ran across the fitness equipment area to the small square.

Qu Shuo saw Mantou running back from a distance, and was about to call out to it but saw Qu He also following him: "Qu He! Go away!"

Qu He stopped abruptly and saw that Qu Shuo was struggling to resist something. A man was lying behind him, his arm was cut and he was writhing in pain. The mess beside him was scattered all over the floor.

"What's the situation?" Qu He asked tremblingly.

Qu Shuo couldn't explain it to him, because the gravity in front of him suddenly disappeared, Qu Shuo secretly thought that something was wrong, and the mantou over there had already started screaming wildly in front of Qu He.

Qu Shuo yelled: "Get out of the way!" He charged towards Qu He.

Qu He felt a gust of wind blowing head-on, and subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened them again, Qu Shuo was already in front of him, with a mahogany sword in his hand lying across his chest, but there was a scar on the back of his hand. Slender wounds, like scratches.

"Oh my god! What's there?" Qu He stepped back.

The man on the ground got up screaming, pulled a talisman from the ground and started chanting: "The soul is back, the soul is back."

Qu Shuo shouted: "Shut your mouth! If you are not good at learning, you dare to conjure up souls!"

Man, no, his face should be that of a boy, and the corner of his mouth almost cried: "I don't want to either..."

Qu He trembled and said, "Brother, can you do it? Didn't you hit three with one?"

Qu Shuo held the sword and looked around: "The premise is that I need to know where he is."

The boy hurriedly pulled out one of the charms: "Brother, I have the spell of manifesting the soul."

As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman in his hand burst into flames.

The boy hurriedly threw it away, shaking his hands and blowing: "Brother...it's gone now..."

Qu Shuo didn't have time to pay attention to him, Mantou yelled at his right hand again, Qu Shuo quickly raised his hand to protect Qu He, but his shirt was cut and three more scratches appeared.

Qu He watched Qu Shuo get injured one after another, but he always stood in front of him.

"Do you know how the adoptive father died?"

"Do you know how Aunt An's eyes are blind?"

"Do you know how many people have died of depression because they couldn't resist the ghosts?"

Qu Shuo's words turned into rhetorical questions one by one, which made Qu He tremble and put his hands on Qu Shuo's shoulders.

He raised his hand tremblingly to take off the color contact lenses of his left eye, a little bit astringent, he blinked and moistened his eyes slightly before raising his head.

A woman wearing a national costume had empty eyes, but fangs grew from the corners of her mouth, her arms were on her sides, and her slender nails were black and frightening.

Seeing the woman turn her head to look at him, Qu He's heart skipped a beat, and he tightened his grip on Qu Shuo's shoulder: "Left side, be careful!"

Qu Shuo pushed Qu He away, and rushed to the left with his sword in hand.

"She dodged, a little behind you to the right!"

"Her nails are very long, you point back."

"Further up, your sword now reaches her neck."

"Ah, ah, she came to me."

"Yes, you stab forward directly!"

"Huh~~~~~~" The mahogany sword in Qu Shuo's hand went straight into the girl's heart, and a gust of wind blew by, and the girl slowly changed her appearance.

The fangs were slowly retracted, the nails were retracted, and the empty eyes began to glow.

Qu Shuo held the mahogany sword and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's the first time we meet, I hope I didn't hurt you."

The woman looked around confusedly: "Where am I?"

Qu He poked his head out from behind Qu Shuo: "You don't know?"

"I, I don't know, am I dead? Am I not dead yet?" The woman looked at her hand, but it was transparent. She was obviously startled.

The boy who had been forgotten for a long time came over with his belongings: "You are dead, you are now in the form of a soul."

Qu He was taken aback: "Huh? Can you all see her?"

"Of course, my sword has been opened," said the boy.

The woman said softly: "Yes, I am dead."

The boy said with some embarrassment: "That, I'm sorry, I recruited you, that, what's your name?"

The woman was floating in the air, her voice was very soft, as if she was about to fall apart as soon as she spoke: "My name is Ayao."

"Ayao, I want to ask you something, do you still remember how you died?"

"I... I don't remember, I just remember that I was in a cave, it was cold, it was cold."

The boy seemed a little discouraged: "Well...well then..."

It was the first time for Qu He to talk to the soul, and it felt very strange. Then, his pocket became hot, and Qu He subconsciously touched it, and found a booklet: "Huh? Why is this thing here?"

He obviously kept it in his overcoat, and he didn't bring it with him at the Qu's house.

"Yin Yang Jian will automatically follow the owner, and it will appear if there is someone who can cross it." Qu Shuo said: "It seems that we have to help A Yao find a way home."

A Yao raised her head full of confusion: "Go home?"

"That," the boy suddenly raised his hand, "I know where her home is."

"What do you do?" Qu He asked looking at this man's outlandish attire.

"My name is Yang Ao. Well, you are from the Qu family, right? Can I go with you?"

"He's an enlightenment person, but he doesn't seem to have learned it for a few days." Qu Shuo said.

"I, I, I, I have studied for two years." Yang Ao argued for himself.

"Two years? Didn't enter reincarnation but turned into a ghost?" Qu Shuo criticized him unceremoniously: "Who would trust you to come out to summon souls?"

Yang Ao was ashamed of being said, but: "I don't care, I recruited this person, if you want to accept her, I have to follow."

"Wait, what are we going to do?" Qu He was not in the situation yet.

"Are you a novice too?" Yang Ao smiled triumphantly: "I heard that Qu Xiaofeng just passed away, and you are his son? Don't you know how to use Yin Yang Jian?"

Qu He shook his head, then looked at Qu Shuo again: "Couldn't it be you just grab her?"

Qu Shuo coughed lightly: "Only when there is obsession in the heart will he stay in the world. What we have to do is to break his obsession and help him settle his mind, and then he will disappear and re-enter reincarnation." He said: "I mentioned."

Qu He looked at A Yao who was still floating, and his mouth shrunk: "No, you didn't say that!!"