On the Harmonious Life of Ghost Gong

"Don't, don't, you must not fall."

He Yizhi said anxiously, although he didn't know what kind of jade pendant it was, but it was an ancient relic, and it could be worth several million at least.

Thinking about this, He Yizhi quickly snatched the jade pendant back, followed by a cool feeling in his palm, as if something faintly lingered on his hand.

He Yizhi shivered from the cold, and then looked at the jade pendant in his hand, it seemed that thousands of ghosts were trying to break out!

He was so frightened that his pupils shrank, and he almost dropped the jade in his hand.

Liao Tianhong next to him seemed to have noticed He Yizhi's strangeness, and quickly shouted several times: "What's wrong with you?"

He Yizhi blinked again, only to find that the sky above the jade pendant was empty, where was the black shadow just now, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had read it wrong.

Not only that, He Yizhi was very unfamiliar with Zhou Changmo for the first time, and he wanted to ask many questions.

For example, how did Zhou Changmo get into the tomb, how did he find himself, and what is his relationship with the butler Zhou that he just imagined...

All the problems were on He Yizhi's body, so that Zhou Changmo became more and more unable to see through.

At this moment, the tomb suddenly shook, as if it was about to collapse, and quicksand began to pour out from the four corners.

Zhou Changmo's expression gradually became serious, and said: "The Feng Shui in this tomb has been destroyed, and it will collapse in a short time. Let's leave here as soon as possible."

"Okay... hey no, wait a minute!"

He Yizhi observed the surrounding environment and found that the speed of the quicksand was very slow, and there was no sulfuric acid liquid.

After He Yizhi stuffed the jade pendant back into his pocket, he hurriedly ran in one direction.

There are all kinds of antiques on the ground, which fell from the tomb on the upper floor before. Because of the dim light, He Yizhi just took one thing and walked away.

"Let's go!" He Yizhi held the brocade box in his hands who didn't know what it contained.

Since these things are ownerless, not to mention that the entire tomb is about to collapse, these things will never see the light of day again in the future, and it is not too much to take a few things.

At this moment, He Yizhi's eyes were shining brightly, thinking that he would finally be able to put two ham sausages in his instant noodles in the future, and add a bottle of iced black tea.

He Yizhi didn't forget to ask his companion: "Don't you guys take some things away? These are all antiques. You can sell them for a lot of money if you take them out!"

Zhou Changmo looked at He Yizhi helplessly: "I'm not too short of money, so I don't need these."

Liao Tianhong next to him was a little unconvinced when he heard this, and he said it as if this little boy was rich, and he was not rich anyway.

"My family has money, and I don't need such a dead thing."

"..." He Yizhi only felt that he had received [-] points of critical damage.

However, He Yizhi couldn't refute it. After all, Hongmao really didn't lack money, otherwise he wouldn't just throw money away.

Similarly, Zhou Changmo usually has a special person to pick him up and drop him off at school, and even the principal is respectful when he meets him. It seems that his family background is not very bad.

Reincarnation is really a skill!

He Yizhi said helplessly while thinking: "Stop talking, let's go!"

After hearing the words, Zhou Changmo couldn't help curling the corners of his lips slightly. Seeing that He Yizhi was obviously annoyed by the behavior of the two of them showing off their wealth, but he looked helpless. A real goldfish.

Liao Tianhong also seemed to have discovered something interesting. It seemed that he had never seen He Yizhi so pleasing, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

Zhou Changmo's face darkened, and he couldn't help saying coldly: "This place is about to collapse, hurry up and leave."

At this moment, the quicksand on the ground filled the four corners and surged towards the center. He Yizhi and Liao Tianhong couldn't delay any longer, so they watched Zhou Changmo walk towards a wall.

I saw Zhou Changmo raised his hand and groped on the mural for a few seconds, and then there was a "click", and the mural cracked a hole big enough to accommodate an adult.

The corridor inside is under the eyes of everyone, and the fluorite emits just the right light on both sides.

Zhou Changmo walked in front first, He Yizhi quickly followed, and Liao Tianhong was at the back.

The three of them walked slowly in the corridor, except for the faint sound of quicksand, it was almost quiet.

He Yizhi talked to Liao Tianhong in a low voice while walking: "By the way, when you were in the tomb, did you smell a strange smell?"

Speaking of this, He Yizhi remembered the scent of incense he smelled before, and it was only after he passed out that he saw the antique dream.

"Smell?" Liao Tianhong frowned, "Speaking of which, there is indeed a smell. It was like a dream when I just fell."

"What dream?"

"Anyway, it's not a good dream. I seem to dream that I have become an ancient woman with a silver bead walking bracelet on my head... let's not talk about it, what a mess."

Liao Tianhong felt that he didn't want to become a woman at all, and felt that this dream was also inexplicable.

He Yizhi's complexion changed slightly - when he was in the dream, that Liao Shi was indeed wearing a silver beaded walker!

Is there really such a coincidence in the world that two people had similar dreams?

Or is it not a dream, but something that actually happened?

But, why did Liao Tianhong dream that he became a woman and that he became a rich man? Then Zhou Changmo...

No, all of this is too unimaginable, and he shouldn't put it in a random place.

He Yizhi quickly denied himself, or he didn't want to admit that he had anything to do with that rich man at all, otherwise Zhou Changmo would kill himself?

Just when He Yizhi's mind was in a mess, he suddenly bumped into Zhou Changmo's back, almost knocking his nose crooked.

He Yizhi touched his nose, feeling his bones were sore and painful: "Why don't you leave?"

Zhou Changmo in front stood motionless, and it took him a long time to turn his head slowly, staring at him with dark eyes, as if he was suppressing his killing intent.

It seemed that some bad memories were brought up by the chat between the two of them. Zhou Changmo's eyes were as cold as ice, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.

Zhou Changmo's tone was lukewarm: "There is a kind of spice called Yinhunxiang in the tomb. Inhaling the smell will make people hallucinate, so don't worry about it."

"Is that so?" He Yizhi was a little dubious.

"Also, stay away from him." Zhou Changmo emphasized again.

"En." He Yizhi nodded, not to mention that Zhou Changmo was his favorite type, and his subconscious didn't want to repeat similar dreams, so he didn't think there was any problem.

Liao Tianhong, who was once again disgusted, felt hurt and yelled behind him angrily.

"What do you mean stay away from me? What did I do wrong? But what's so great about you little boy—"

The sound of "da da da" footsteps echoed in the corridor.

He Yizhi moved his ears slightly, decisively interrupting Liao Tianhong's anger, and said, "Stop, all of you."

Liao Tianhong's voice was stuck in his throat as if it came to an abrupt end, and he almost couldn't breathe, but he also stopped.

The corridor was quiet, only the slight sound of quicksand, and the quicksand accumulated on the ground was already as high as the sole of a shoe.

"Go on." He Yizhi said again.

"Why?" Liao Tianhong was a little puzzled, but continued to walk for a while.

However, He Yizhi's face changed slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "Our footsteps here are wrong... there seems to be a fourth person!"

As soon as these words came out, Liao Tianhong fell silent immediately.

The three of them were still walking forward, but they were thinking at the same time, now that the owner of the tomb is dead and the Juyin Pond has been cracked, why is there a fourth person?

But if you listen carefully to the footsteps, you can indeed detect a messy sound inside.

Where is the fourth person?

He Yizhi turned his head abruptly, and squatted down with his breath in shock, because just one meter behind the red-haired man, a bloody 'person' followed behind him.

Just a little bit closer, and a little bit closer to meeting the red hair!

The blood man met He Yizhi's gaze, and rushed over with a sharp voice——

"Damn it!" Liao Tianhong was stunned when he realized that, he watched the monster rush towards him, and he didn't even have time to react.

He Yizhi raised a brocade box and patted the monster's face, and the monster fell to the ground with a "bang".

The monster's voice was extremely harsh, but it was very familiar. The skin was festered and bleeding, and it looked seriously injured.

"Go to hell, you all go to hell, ah-"

"Qian Sixue?" He Yizhi was stunned, he didn't expect that the other party was still alive!

"I am disfigured, and there is no hope for me in this life! It's all your fault, and none of you can leave!"

As if her mind had collapsed, Qian Sixue frantically smashed all the fluorites in the corridor, and quicksand began to pour down from behind her all the way forward.

He Yizhi didn't expect this woman to do such a thing, and the few people turned around and quickened their pace.

This time Qian Sixue was finally completely buried in the sulfuric acid and sand, her eyes were full of unwillingness, watching the three people quickly leave her sight.

Sulfuric acid brushed the hair on his back several times, and when Liao Tianhong, who was at the back, rushed out of the corridor, the sudden strong sunlight made his eyes hard to open.

Liao Tianhong squinted his eyes and sniffed the unique fresh air in the woods outside. He had never felt so relaxed.

Behind them is an earthen pit, which has completely collapsed and buried at this moment, and it can no longer be seen that there was an entrance inside, and weeds are overgrown.

He Yizhi blocked part of the light with his hands, and his eyes were obviously piercing, but he felt that it was much better than the darkness in the tomb, too much.

He Yizhi took a deep breath before saying, "We finally came out!"

He almost thought he was going to die in the tomb!

"Ba ba ba—"

A horn sounded from not far away.

Then a dilapidated minivan broke into sight, the window was slowly pulled down, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, speaking with an accent of a foreigner.

"Where are you guys chatting in this place?"

"us……"

Before He Yizhi could finish his sentence, he saw a young man wearing glasses standing up on the rear compartment for storing goods.

Zhang Wen waved to them and shouted: "I stopped a car on the road and found you after walking around for a long time. Hurry up, thanks to Zhou Changmo who showed me the way before."

"You didn't run away by yourself." He Yizhi replied with a sigh.

He Yizhi thought to himself that this kid was not saved in vain. Most people who come to such a ghostly place will probably not come back if they are killed. Fortunately, Zhang Wen has a conscience and knows to call someone to come.

He Yizhi finally got into the car with relief.The three of them had been exhausted for a long time, and each of them sat casually on the iron plank, ashamed like a migrant worker entering the city.

There was actually a man sitting in the back compartment, his face was a little strange, he was one of the boys who came with Qian Sixue before, unexpectedly he survived.

The young man's trembling lips were white, and he didn't say anything for a long time, obviously frightened.

The driver in front said loudly while driving: "Why are you young people coming to this ghost place? I heard that people often go missing in this place. Young people, don't mess around just for the sake of excitement, you know?"

"Yes, yes, I understand, uncle."

Zhang Wen pushed his eyes, his face was covered with dust, his hair was messed up, and he couldn't see his previous polite appearance at all.

Not to mention Zhang Wen, the others were not much better. Liao Tianhong could be said to be the most embarrassing one. The clothes on the back were corroded by a small amount of sulfuric acid, exposing a large part of the back. Fortunately, there was no injury.

Zhou Changmo looked much better in comparison, but there were some stains on his pale face.

The surviving boy lowered his head and thanked them tremblingly: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would be dead. I will definitely delete the video about you, and I will never involve you."

Regarding the boy's behavior, several other people thought it was okay, so they didn't say anything.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday, and they stayed in that ghost mountain village for more than a day, but He Yizhi felt as if a long, long time had passed.

It was only when the uncle driver sent them to the bus station that He Yizhi realized that they had jumped from the city center to the suburbs.

Zhou Changmo explained it like this.

"The ghost area itself is an unknown space domain. It is similar to the principle of black holes and white holes. After entering, it may not necessarily return to the original place, and it may also go to another area."

In other words, they are only close from the city center to the suburbs. After explaining this way, He Yizhi felt that he understood.

He Yizhi only felt lingering fears in his heart. He had indeed heard similar news, such as someone disappeared and suddenly appeared in another place thousands of miles away one day, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

For this explanation, Zhang Wen also thinks there is some truth.

Zhang Wen pushed his glasses: "This journey is really interesting. I really appreciate your help. See you again. This is my contact information. I have to go back to catch up on the manuscript."

"Oh, then go slowly." After He Yizhi accepted the other party's business card, his complexion changed slightly.

The other party is actually a very well-known supernatural writer in China, it's really hard to tell.

Zhou Changmo took the business card from He Yizhi's hand expressionlessly, and stopped a taxi instead.

"We are leaving too." Zhou Changmo said lightly.

"Wait, why did you take the business card away?" He Yizhi looked at the other party's familiar behavior, with a calm expression, it seemed that he really just helped to take a piece of waste paper, and was a little speechless.

"What business card do you want? Anyway, I won't be able to get in touch with it in the future."

"..." He Yi's anger exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, he has a good memory, he has memorized all the methods of the Internet, and he can still contact him later, but he will definitely not be stupid enough to say it.

"Are you all going back?" Liao Tianhong said standing beside them.

Liao Tianhong looked at He Yizhi fixedly, with some inexplicable emotions, a little bit reluctant, especially this time he changed a lot about He Yizhi, and he also had many questions.

Zhou Changmo gave Liao Tianhong a cold look, pressed He Yizhi's head, and forced him into the back seat of the taxi.

Then he went in himself, and finally closed the window.

"..." The red hair on Liao Tianhong's head exploded!

Liao Tianhong has never seen such a rude person, no, he is so mad, sooner or later he will find someone to beat up this little boy!

Just when Liao Tianhong was thinking this way, the taxi directly sprayed his face with car exhaust, so angry that Liao Tianhong took out his mobile phone and prepared to call someone to pick him up.

At this time, he saw a letter.

There was no signal when he was in Poshan Village before, and Liao Tianhong remembered that he asked his cousin He Yizhi's birth date. Now that there is a signal, naturally there is also a text message.

"Comrade rich cousin, I have already found out He Yizhi's birth date, please take a look." Liao Tianhong looked down the text bit by bit until he saw the content below.

Originally, Liao Tianhong was expressionless, but later, his eyes widened a little, as if he had discovered something unbelievable, so that he couldn't hold the phone steadily and fell to the ground.

"Damn, no way..."

Liao Tianhong stared at the broken screen on the ground with a shocked expression.

On the other side, the sky was getting dark, and two students who looked like beggars slipped in at the back door of a certain school.

The strange thing is that although the two students were dirty, one was sunny and handsome, and the other was handsome, so that the rate of turning heads along the way was particularly high.

"I'm not mistaken, how did the former school girl and the current school girl become like this?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, they shouldn't be shooting wild cannons in some woods..."

Discussions like this were simply unbearable, several times He Yizhi wanted to go up and yell, he hasn't hit the gun yet, how can he slander people's innocence!

After returning to the boys' dormitory, He Yizhi quickly climbed to the fifth floor, which was his own dormitory, and took a shower immediately.

After taking a refreshing shower and coming out, He Yizhi changed into a clean white shirt and black shorts, and his two straight and beautiful legs were exposed to the air.

Because it was already time for evening self-study, it took He Yizhi a certain amount of time to rush from the suburbs to the city center, so he had to ask the teacher for leave.

So He Yizhi was not in a hurry, he rubbed his short black hair with a towel, and threw it on the table very casually.

"It's your turn." He Yizhi said casually.

"..." Zhou Changmo glanced at the other party, and naturally landed on He Yizhi's lap first.

He Yizhi's legs are neither too slender nor bloated. The lines have a kind of beauty that hides strength, but there are very few fine hairs. It seems that the legs have a honey-like luster, but I don't know if other places are also...

Perhaps the other party's gaze was too obvious, He Yizhi couldn't help clamping his legs guiltily, and lowered his head to see if there was anything dirty on his legs.

However, after seeing that his legs were clean, He Yizhi glanced at Zhou Changmo inexplicably, then spread his two long legs, walked to the edge of the table, and took out his textbook.

He clearly remembers that he is a person who wants to get good grades in the exam. Of course, he has to study hard and improve every day.

After Zhou Changmo looked at the legs covered by the chair legs, he darkened his eyes and went to the bathroom instead.

When Zhou Changmo came out, He Yizhi was still studying.

"Why are you working so hard all of a sudden?" Zhou Changmo tugged at the white towel hanging on both sides of his shoulders, and crystal water droplets rolled down his cheeks and into his collarbone.

"..." I can't help it if you do this.

He Yizhi stared at Zhou Changmo's collarbone for a while, swallowed, and forced himself to look away for a long time.

He Yizhi said solemnly: "I want to study hard and get admitted to the Chinese University in the city center!"

"Oh?" Zhou Changmo was a little surprised. It didn't mean that He Yizhi was so lazy in class, but that He Yizhi basically didn't study deliberately in his spare time.

"I suddenly feel that I still have a lot of things I don't know."

He Yizhi raised his eyes, with a rare expression showing a little struggle, and suddenly thought of a lot.

"I often feel that I am powerless in many places, such as when we were in danger before..." He Yizhi hesitated, and said: "Well, can you teach me how to draw symbols?"

"Do you want to learn how to draw symbols?"

"Yes!" He Yizhi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. On the one hand, he wanted to know what this ghost talisman was, and on the other hand, he also felt that as an ordinary person, he would not be able to beat ghosts. I'm already under pressure.

He Yizhi didn't want Zhou Changmo to save him every time, and Zhou Changmo was not his own, so why did he come to help him every time?

At this moment, Zhou Changmo propped his arms on the table, he felt a bit condescending, and his eyes were dark.

"Sure." Zhou Changmo responded very simply, "But what reward will you give me?"

"This……"

He Yizhi stared at the other party's handsome facial features, couldn't help swallowing with a "gudong", and couldn't help flashing the word "meat compensation" in his mind, but quickly suppressed it.

He Yizhi murmured, "I can cook for you, copy your notes for you, and do your laundry..."

"Wash underwear?" Zhou Changmo raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if you secretly do it again like last time..."

"Stop it, forget it if you don't want to teach!" How could He Yizhi not know what the other party was going to say, and his face turned red all of a sudden, regretting why he didn't open which pot and which pot he carried.

Zhou Changmo looked at He Yizhi at this moment and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhou Changmo said slowly again: "It's not impossible to teach you how to draw talismans. I can also teach you the knowledge points of high school, so that you will owe me two favors. By the way, there is another one from last time."

"..." Boss, why do you have such a good memory?He Yizhi was shocked, he almost forgot that time.

"I want three favors to form one great favor." Zhou Changmo tapped the table three times with his fingers, "If you agree, then you can't go back on your word; of course, you can also choose not to agree."

"What request? I won't do murder and arson, and I won't do it if you tell me to die."

"That's not so."

"Okay, as long as it's not hurtful, as long as I can do it."

He Yizhi felt that the problem was not a big deal. After all, he had someone to guide him in his studies, and he was able to learn how to draw symbols. This is a major event that changed his life, and it cannot be exchanged for any amount of money.

Zhou Changmo just made a request within his ability, that is, to make money by himself, even if he asked himself to take care of all the hygiene in high school, it was acceptable.

"Okay, then you swear poisonously." Zhou Changmo said indifferently, but a ball of fire danced in his eyes, staring at the person scorchingly.

"Playing such a big game?" He Yizhi was stunned, and he was a little flustered after repeatedly confirming whether it was something unreasonable.

After a long while, He Yizhi agreed swearingly, and made a poisonous oath by the way, cursing himself to death. Of course, he didn't bring his family with him.

In the end, He Yizhi wanted to ask what the requirements were, but Zhou Changmo didn't say anything.

Zhou Changmo squinted his eyes halfway, as if staring at the prey that jumped into the fire pit automatically, and said slowly: "When the time comes, I will speak."

"You tricked me!"

He Yizhi was scratched by curiosity, but he had to resist the urge to vomit blood and finish his homework.

He Yizhi couldn't stand being teased, but he was helpless. Thinking of the contemptuous faces of his second aunt and Wei Wei, he felt that he had finished his homework and then asked Zhou Changmo to tutor him.

"For this question, you use this formula to calculate first, and then..."

Next to his ears was Zhou Changmo's voice as calm as water, and when he spoke eloquently, it didn't make people feel complicated at all, on the contrary, it was easy to understand.

He Yizhi was still very focused when he calmed down. He was not stupid, otherwise he would not have escaped in various dangerous situations. After studying for about two or three hours, he felt that he understood a lot.

Later, he probably re-consolidated his knowledge points. It was almost one or two o'clock in the evening, and he felt a severe headache, and his brain cells were almost dead.

He Yizhi felt that he was disillusioned with the world of mortals and that he wanted to become a fairy, so that when he automatically lay on Zhou Chang's ink bed, he quickly fell asleep with no desires.

Zhou Changmo, who was lying on the other side of the bed, was not ascetic: "..."

In the next few days, He Yizhi worked extremely hard in school, as if he had completely changed himself.

Study in class, study after class, study after shit, and study again after returning to the dormitory.

Until one night during self-study, Miss Dong, who had been discharged from the hospital and returned to school to live a normal life, came over and knocked on He Yizhi's desk.

Dong Meili said in a rough voice, "Bookworm, someone is looking for you outside."

"Who is looking for me? I won't go. I didn't see that I was studying." He Yizhi, who was addicted to studying and could not extricate himself, said impatiently.

"You, you really are!" Dong Meimei's face has almost recovered at the moment, and she is a little helpless, "If you don't go out, you will become a celebrity in the school tomorrow! What a big deal!"

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, bastard chant."

He Yizhi muttered, staring at the textbook in his hand, and turned another page.

Dong Meimei didn't know what happened to He Yizhi, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes on her delicate face.

"Let me tell you straight. Someone outside has confessed to you. There are already a large crowd of people watching. If you don't go, I'm afraid you will be invited to drink tea by the dean tomorrow."

"..." He Yizhi raised his head in a daze, with a blank expression on his face.

ha?Which girl is so bold that she dares to confess to him?

Wait, there is a large group of people watching, is it a big crowd?