On the Harmonious Life of Ghost Gong

After reading the news from the seller, He Yizhi was inevitably moved.

He really didn't expect that this talisman paper could be sold for so much money. If he could mass-produce it, wouldn't he be able to make a lot of money and make a fortune from it?

In this way, he can completely use the yin energy in the phoenix blood jade pendant. He also found that after he drew a hundred talismans last time, the yin energy in the jade pendant has weakened, which means that the yin energy in the jade pendant is not Inexhaustible.

But after he dealt with the female ghost at Xiaoyuan's house, the phoenix blood jade pendant seemed to absorb the black energy emanating from the female ghost and became even thicker.

He Yizhi has roughly figured out the law, as long as he properly exterminates ghosts and absorbs Yin Qi, he can draw more talisman papers and earn more money.

But in the same way, He Yizhi doesn't want to delay his studies, it's best to take both into account, he still has money, but he only lives once, so he still focuses on his studies now.

Even so, He Yizhi still thought for a while calmly, and sent a message after a long time.

The handsome He family said: "Let me think about it, where is your address?"

The little head who sells talisman paper: "On No. 16 Street, District B, Western City of the Imperial Capital, the third shop on the left is ours. We have done a good job of keeping secrets, and we will definitely not cause you any trouble."

The handsome He family said: "Oh, then I'll go there when I have time, and help me deliver the yellow paper first."

The little boss who sells talisman paper: "..."

The seller didn't expect that He Yizhi would not be moved by the money, and couldn't help wondering whether he gave too little money. On the one hand, he also saw that He Yizhi was definitely not an unusual person.

The seller is worried about gains and losses, and He Yizhi has already turned off his mobile phone.

He Yizhi was not in a hurry to sell the talisman paper that day, he felt that it was too unexpected and he should be more cautious.

After all, with such an unnatural thing, he was also a little worried that he would be targeted one day. As a student, he should keep a low profile.

After chatting with the other party for a few words, He Yizhi checked the address of the other party and found that this is a relatively low-key antique street in the city. Aroused a little interest.

Antique Street... Will there be some interesting things for sale there?

He Yizhi thought about it for a while, and finally saw that it was late, so he started to pack up his homework and go to bed.

Tomorrow is the time for school, He Yizhi went back to school early, and brought breakfast back from the dessert shop outside the school the next morning.

Eating is not allowed in the classroom, so He Yizhi went to the canteen to eat. The canteens in public schools have everything you need. He Yizhi also ordered lean meat porridge and eggs, and chose a seat to sit down.

Looking at the meals he had prepared, He Yizhi unwrapped the Durian Mille-Feuille Cake he had just bought, and the stinky fragrance wafted away, making many fellow lovers salivate.

Suddenly, someone tapped on the shoulder, and He Yizhi almost choked to death from fright.

Soon, a deep and pleasant voice sounded from above the head.

"morning."

When He Yizhi raised his head, the man came over with the dinner plate against the light. His slender figure seemed tall and straight, as if he had not seen him for a few days and he had grown a little higher. He was at least 1.8 meters five. A kind of condescending pressure.

Zhou Changmo's thick black eyes settled on He Yizhi's body, and when he smelled the smell of durian in the air, he frowned without leaving a trace.

Soon, Zhou Changmo still didn't say anything, and sat directly opposite He Yizhi with a blank expression.

He Yizhi felt a little embarrassed immediately, and the action of eating durian was not as casual as before, so he even asked.

"Do you want to eat durian cake? I bought it outside before. It's very delicious. How about some?"

"No." Zhou Changmo quickly refused, his expression became more uncomfortable, and he glanced at He Yizhi.

His nose has always been sensitive, and he has always disliked foods with weird smells.

After being rejected, He Yizhi didn't care, and continued to eat the durian layer. It felt smelly and sweet, and it melted in the mouth. It was sweet and not greasy. It was still cool when it was taken out of the freezer, and it was very delicious. .

Zhou Changmo stared at He Yizhi expressionlessly for a long time, and it could be seen that the other party really liked to eat, and he also ate with relish.

It took Zhou Changmo a long time to say: "Don't you just dislike durian?"

"What?"

He Yizhi was stunned for two seconds after hearing this. He remembered that he had never told Zhou Changmo that he didn't like durian.

On the contrary, he not only likes to eat, but also likes stinky tofu.

Facing He Yizhi's bewilderment, Zhou Changmo didn't speak, but stared at He Yizhi with a weird look, as if he was looking at another person through him.

He Yizhi's gaze was a little dazed, clean and bright, and even exuded a temperament very similar to the person in his memory, but the more he got to know him, the more obvious he found that the two were somewhat different after all.

"..." Zhou Changmo didn't know what he thought of, his eyes dimmed.

At this moment, He Yizhi's appetite was not so good, and he didn't even enjoy eating cakes, so he was forced to stop in the end.

He was a little puzzled, could it be that Zhou Changmo didn't like durians in particular?

This is indeed a normal thing. It didn't take long for two people to get acquainted and officially confirm their relationship. Everyone has their own taste.

Some people really don't like durian, just like they don't like green onion and coriander. You can't force everyone to follow your own hobbies, but you won't react like this?

He Yizhi didn't think it was a big problem, but the way Zhou Changmo looked at him was a bit obvious, and there were many complicated meanings in it, which he couldn't see through.

After a while, Zhou Changmo took out a small paper box.

After Zhou Changmo pushed the paper box over, he obviously didn't want to talk about the durian issue, but said lightly, "Would you like to try it?"

On the table in the dining hall, there is an exquisitely packaged paper box with an antique charm. When you take it apart, you can see that there are rows of sugar cubes with three cuts on the bottom of the wooden box and sprinkled with white sesame seeds. Looks great.

"Give it to me?" He Yizhi was a little surprised, thinking it was bought from some pastry shop.

"Well, three knives of sugar, this is the taste you like." Zhou Changmo softened his expression a little when he spoke, "Honey is mixed with caramel sugar, the knife edge should not be cut too shallow, make sure that each side is coated enough The syrup tastes very authentic."

"Thank you." He Yizhi's lips moved slightly, watching Zhou Changmo introduce so solemnly, as if he was very familiar with his tastes and hobbies.

However, He Yizhi had never eaten this kind of thing. After all, everyone gave it away and opened it on the spot, so He Yizhi took a piece and tasted it.

The sweet and greasy taste is quite strong after the mouth, but He Yizhi doesn't like this kind of too sweet and greasy things very much, especially in summer, he doesn't even have much interest in chocolate, but he can accept cream.

It's not that it's not delicious, but that he doesn't like this kind of food, so that He Yizhi put his chopsticks after eating a piece.

When He Yizhi's eyes wandered away, he could easily see Zhou Changmo's eyes that seemed to be dimming a little bit. His white and slender hands were folded on the table, and there seemed to be a faint red mark on the tiger's mouth, as if he had been scalded by something.

The chopsticks in his hand suddenly became a little heavy, and He Yizhi looked at the opponent's hands, feeling an inexplicable touch in his heart.

"How is it?" Zhou Changmo stared at him with burning eyes, as if he didn't want to miss any expression on his face.

"Ah, it's okay..." He Yizhi's tone was a little vague.

"If you like it, I'll bring you some more next time?"

"..." He Yizhi suddenly felt as if he had thrown a rock at his foot.

Letting him eat something he doesn't like is very tiring in itself, and there will be a next time, so why not vomit?

Why is Zhou Changmo so sure that he likes to eat this kind of food?

He Yizhi couldn't help but glanced at the other's hand. Zhou Changmo was obviously a pampered person, and any flaw would be obvious, even shocking.

So much so that He Yizhi couldn't say a lot of things that he wanted to put into his mouth. He couldn't help but wonder—was the pastry made by the other party himself?

If you refuse, will it make the other party very disappointed?

He Yizhi looked at Zhou Changmo's bright eyes, and in the end he didn't say anything, but just responded sullenly, and quickly finished the breakfast.

Forget it, as long as the other party is happy, if Zhou Changmo really wants to do something for himself.

He Yizhi thought this way, took the box of pastries and stuffed it into the drawer, and then started class.

They are now in the second year of high school, and the final exam is only a few months away. They can gradually feel that their homework has begun to increase. Of course, He Yizhi will not relax at this time.

There is a period of time in the afternoon for recess, and students at this time are often free to move around.

On the huge basketball court, a group of sweaty teenagers wantonly exuded the unique vitality of this age, and an obviously active figure shuttled easily among them.

"He Yizhi, hurry up and vote!"

Not far away, Lin Gaoyang yelled, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at the edge of the basketball court. At this moment, Dong Meili was passing by talking and laughing with other girls, so that Lin Gaoyang's eagerness to express was even more obvious.

"Go on!" He Yizhi yelled and threw the ball directly.

Lin Gaoyang was immediately happy, and felt that his chance to perform in front of the girls had come.

As a result, the ball was robbed in the next second, Lin Gaoyang was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you keep up with the speed?"

He Yizhi urged a few times, and seeing the enemy team that robbed them of the ball on the opposite side, his fighting spirit was immediately aroused, and he rushed forward to rob them.

He Yizhi's movements are fast and his explosive power is extremely strong. He almost snatched the ball in the blink of an eye, jumped up on the spot, and made a three-pointer!

"Ahhh, so handsome!"

A few girls nearby yelled, and Miss Dong who was passing by couldn't help giving a thumbs up, and directly hit Lin Gaoyang hard.

It just so happened that He Yizhi was tired from playing at this moment. After leaving the field, he wiped his sweat with his hands, and prepared to walk towards the edge of the basketball court.

Just now He Yizhi thought that he played very well, and he was ready to feel the admiration of his wife.

As a result, when he looked at it, he could see Zhou Changmo standing on the stone steps a hundred meters away under the shade of a tree not far away, with leaves falling from his shoulders in the warm wind.

Standing next to her was a girl from an unknown class, she was blushing and talking about something, she was petite and small.

This scene looked unexpectedly harmonious, and immediately made He Yizhi explode in anger.

"I'll go, I play so handsome here, will it be like this if I don't see him for a while?"

He Yizhi frowned slightly, and hurried over.

As a result, he hadn't walked over yet, the girl seemed to be rejected, with a bit of disappointment on her face, she nodded and turned to leave.

Seeing this scene, He Yizhi felt a little better. Now that he had walked up to Zhou Changmo, he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Facing his calm eyes, He Yizhi felt as if he had punched the cotton with his fist.

He Yizhi coughed twice, and asked pretendingly, "Who was that girl just now?"

"She was asking for my contact information, but I just refused."

Zhou Changmo's answer was very simple and calm, and then he saw He Yizhi's awkward look, and suddenly realized something.

Zhou Changmo's eyes were slightly curved, he didn't expect the other party to be so jealous and show it directly, but he didn't hide his emotions at all.

The other party raised his face, and there was an undisguised displeasure in his eyes. Because it was just after exercising, drops of crystal-clear sweat rolled down his cheeks and into his collarbone, soaking his thin shirt, revealing faintly. Some wheat-colored skin...

Zhou Changmo looked at him, dragged him directly behind the tree, lowered his head and kissed him hard.

"!" The sudden kiss directly confused He Yizhi, he subconsciously refused, but obviously his strength was not very strong.

He Yizhi only felt that his negative emotions just now were resolved by this kiss, and he was directly immersed in the enthusiasm given by the other party.

However, He Yizhi was afraid that Zhou Changmo would do some radical behavior later, his heart was in a state of panic, and then suddenly a mobile phone rang in his pocket.

Zhou Changmo was stunned for a moment, just taking advantage of this opportunity, He Yizhi quickly broke away, his cheeks were so red that he could hardly look at him, and also subconsciously took a look at the caller number with his mobile phone.

"Hello?" He Yizhi answered the phone.

"He Yizhi, it's me." The voice on the other end of the phone was nervous, and then said, "Uh, that's right, are you free on Sunday..."

Liao...Tianhong? !

He Yi was taken aback, subconsciously looked back at Zhou Changmo, and subconsciously walked a little further away.