I swept the giants by fortune-telling

On the stage, the students dressed in weird shapes and performed hard, and the audience in the audience were rocking with laughter.

The few students who hadn't come to the stage looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't understand what the story was about, they vaguely remembered that it was a quite tragic mythical love story. Are there so many laughs?

Finally it was Shang Qing's turn to play, and he didn't need anyone to urge him to step onto the stage by himself with the BGM.

He was wearing the most expensive costumes of the entire "crew", and the rental fee for the full set was as high as 40 yuan a day. The quality and color were not good, and the only advantage was that it was tight enough.

The tight clothes outline Master Shang's waist less than a palm wide, and a pair of straight legs.

Behind him, a few girls were touching their chins and looking at him, "Hey, look at this waist and legs, can I watch this for free?"

"Ahem, take a look and earn a little more!"

One of the girls suddenly covered her mouth, "Wait! Why isn't he wearing makeup! Pingping!"

Xuan Pingping, who was so busy, took a look at it, and immediately went crazy: "Ah, let him escape! Angry! I didn't make up for him this time, and I don't know when I will be able to touch him next time." Face!"

Several girls: "..."

No, is that the point?

Well, this is also quite important ahem...

Master Shang's footsteps were stiff, and mystics' super-high hearing is sometimes not good... He stepped onto the stage and immediately hit him with an excellent follow-up light.

The auditorium, which was bursting with laughter, suddenly fell silent, and the entire auditorium fell silent.

Shang Qing squinted his eyes and didn't know what happened. He thought it wasn't his fault, so he continued to walk forward with peace of mind, and stopped in front of the prop representing the river.

He squatted down slowly, bending over.

With the movement, the clothes fell slightly, just revealing the smooth lines of the neck and the delicate collarbone.

There was a commotion offstage.

Master Shang blinked blankly, continued to look in the mirror according to the script, and counted seconds in his mind at the same time.

When he counted to 20 seconds, he jumped forward and simply went off the assembly line.

The students from the prop group dressed as little blacks crawled over immediately and put a daffodil on the spot, signaling that Narcissus had become a daffodil.

The lights dimmed, and Shang Qing stepped back quietly.

Until this time, the audience finally realized that this amazing character died just like that?died?Does he have 40 seconds on stage?

Someone said: "Damn! He's not the protagonist? Isn't it unreasonable not to arrange a protagonist when he grows up like this?"

Another rebuttal: "Although, the protagonist didn't appear at the beginning, the man in the green dress?"

Someone in the back row interjected, "No, the one in the green dress is a man? I always thought it was a woman!"

After listening to the whole process, Shang Qing: "..."

To be honest, it's no surprise that the show ended up last.

However, as soon as he got to the backstage, he was caught by Xuan Pingping. The other party looked anxious, "Hurry up and save the scene, the classmate who played Zeus had a bad stomach, and he is still in the toilet! Now you are the only one behind you." The role, you quickly replace it!"

Shang Qing couldn't refuse such a thing, so he said, "Okay, where are his clothes?"

Xuan Pingping: "The clothes are also in the toilet! No need to change, just put them on!"

She pushed Shang Qing forward, Master Shang was speechless, "I remember Zeus fell in love at first sight with Narcissus's daffodil in the plot, right? What's the matter if I go up like this, I love myself?"

Xuan Pingping was so anxious that she started talking nonsense: "Narcissus is narcissistic, and falling in love with himself is not a big deal, just use your imagination!"

Shang Qing:?

No, Narcissus is narcissistic, not smart, okay?Is it okay to fall in love with yourself?

However, Xuan Pingping was small and strong, so she pushed him onto the stage in one fell swoop.

Because the students are all non-professionals, Xuan Pingping is afraid that everyone will forget the lines, and she dare not let everyone recite the lines on the stage. Instead, they have recorded them in advance, and only need to lip-sync.

Therefore, when Shang Qing stepped onto the stage, the lines belonging to Zeus immediately sounded, "Oh! Dear Narcissus, your beauty makes my heart surge!"

Shang Qing: "..."

He was a little skeptical about how much Xuan Pingping had passed the Chinese exam in the college entrance examination.

The audience in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then they started laughing and clapping their hands. Anyway, they couldn't understand the plot, so they might as well look at the handsome guy!

Shang Qing reluctantly walked to the side of the daffodil in a daze, and began to praise this five-dollar plastic flower from various angles.

He heard a girl in the front row exclaim in a low voice: "I'll go, I'll take it upon myself, is this handsome guy so awesome?"

Shang Qing:?

I'm not.

I do not have.

Don't talk nonsense!

Please separate from the drama, thank you!

Finally, after 10 long minutes passed, the stage play finally came to an end, and the whole class took the stage together to call the curtain call.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and many people were shouting: "I have voted for this vote!"

"Hahaha!"

Backstage, many students who had already finished the performance crowded at the entrance of the stage to watch, and they couldn't help laughing at this time. This show is really messy and lively.

One of the boys accidentally took a step back, feeling that he had stepped on someone, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He turned around while apologizing, only to find that the person behind him was looking at a tin bucket in the corner without moving.

"I'm sorry classmate, I stepped on you... Eh? Senior Ye?" The boy saw clearly that the person behind him was Ye Xiaoran.

It's just that Ye Xiaoran is very strange now, stage makeup can't cover his pale face, and his body is still trembling slightly.

The boy worried: "Senior Ye, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ye Xiaoran suddenly came back to his senses, the fear in his eyes hadn't dissipated, "No... yes, I'm not feeling well, so I'm leaving first."

The boy snorted, "It's okay to vote after the party, isn't the senior going to participate?"

However, Ye Xiaoran has already left in a hurry.Looking carefully, he seemed to be running away, as if something was chasing him.

At this time, Ye Xiaoran really felt this way, he didn't dare to look up, no matter which direction he looked, as long as it was slightly reflective, he could see the little squirrel holding the sharp knife.

The sharp knife is still dripping blood, and the little squirrel is no longer naive, its fluffy face can't hide its malice, and there is the same whisper: "I found you..."

Ye Xiao then broke out in cold sweat, he wished he could put on his wings and leave this place... There is still luck in his heart, as long as he leaves here, it will be fine...

An hour later, the welcome party ended successfully. Shang Qing's class defeated Ye Xiaoran by a narrow margin of more than ten votes, and won the most popular program of the party. The students in the class also received ten credits.

Many spectators even specially wrote on the tickets: "This ticket is dedicated to that handsome guy who beat himself up."

Shang Qing: "..."

In short, except Master Shang, everyone is very satisfied with the result.

After finally getting rid of the excited students, Shang Qing returned to the apartment building and was pushed behind the door as soon as he entered.

Fu Lianzhi's hoarse voice was next to his ear, "Ah Qing, I don't think the real Narcissus is more beautiful than you."

Shang Qing raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to school again?"

Fu Lianzhi laughed quietly.

I have to say that the sound insulation of the apartment is worthy of its price.

There are people passing by in the corridor next to the door, and occasionally they can hear faint voices coming from the room, but they are not very real.Passers-by could only turn their heads suspiciously, and then walked away quickly.

It wasn't until dawn that the sound stopped.

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University life proceeded step by step, although it was a little more relaxed than in the third year of high school, it was not much easier after all, and Shang Qing couldn't see You Ziming and Meng Huai for several days.

So, this afternoon, when he walked into the community and saw two people running towards him, he thought they were looking for him for dinner.

Then I saw two people running in front of him, scrambling to speak:

You Ziming: "Help! There is a ghost in the house we live in!"

Meng Huai: "You Ziming is not human! Ice my face with popsicles in the middle of the night!"

Shang Qing:?

Probably because the puzzled expression on his face was too obvious, You Ziming tugged at the little fat man, "Speak clearly! Didn't you say to ask Shang Qing to judge the reasoning, you should start from the beginning!"

The little fat man pursed his lips, and looked at Shang Qing eagerly, "We rented a house in your community before, do you remember?"

Shang Qing nodded. At that time, he also said that he would help move, but the two refused to let him say that there was not much to do.

The little fat man continued: "It's been almost half a month since we moved in! The house is about the same size as yours. It's a duplex apartment with two floors. Ziming and I live on one floor. I live downstairs and he lives upstairs."

"In the first few days, I lived quite well, but then every night, someone put ice cubes on my cheeks, which swelled up from the cold! Moreover, I could hear the sound of going down the stairs. If it wasn't for him, what else could I do? who?"

The wanderer complained, "I'm sick! I don't sleep or play games in the middle of the night, so I ran to ice your cheeks? I told you that there is a ghost!"

Meng Huai continued to purse his lips, seeing what Shang Qing meant: I beg the elder to settle the case!

The corner of Shang Qing's mouth twitched, and he found that the two cheeks of the little fat man were indeed one big and the other small.However, he didn't find anything like Yin Qi and resentment in these two people.

Generally speaking, except for the dark circles under the eyes of these two, there is no dark place on the whole body, and they are very clean.

He looked at You Ziming, "You really didn't do it?"

You Ziming wanted to swear to the sky: "I really don't have any strange hobbies! Frozen cheeks or something, what is the appeal! I think even a ghost would be sick if he did this!"

Shang Qing pondered for a moment, "Let's go, let's go to the place where you live."

The two quickly took him back.

It was the first time for Shang Qing to come to the place where the two of them lived, and he saw that the whole room was decorated very warmly, the corners of the furniture and the protruding parts of the wall were carefully covered with soft leather, and the wallpaper was some fruit patterns or cartoon patterns.

There are also some colorful paintings or photos hanging on the wall, some are small animals, some are flowers, and it is very interesting to match the overall decoration style.

Meng Huai introduced: "The house was renovated by the homeowner. Her family has a three-year-old baby, so the style is more childlike. She said we can redecorate, but we looked pretty, so we didn't change it."

Shang Qing nodded, "The feng shui of this house is good. Although it does not gather wealth, it will protect the health of the owner's family. And living in this bright and sunny color will make people feel more positive."

Youzi snarled and said quickly: "Is it? I think I can be active, and I will never be so bored that I break into the bedroom in the middle of the night!"

Shang Qing turned around upstairs and downstairs, his brows gradually furrowed.

This house is a little too clean.

Not to mention ghosts and monsters, there is not even the filth that would accumulate in ordinary houses.It's as clean as a temple.

It's as if an ordinary rental house has reached the disinfection standard of the ICU, and no bacteria can be found in the whole house, which is not normal at all.

Meng Huai and Meng Huai looked at each other and asked, "Is it difficult?"

Shang Qing shook his head slightly, "When does it usually appear?"

Meng Huai: "As long as I'm fast asleep, it will appear. The first time I went to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, it will be around twelve o'clock when I'm fast asleep!"

Shang Qing said: "Then just wait a bit, wait until it appears, and see what it is."

It was only afternoon, and the three simply ordered takeaway, sat on the sofa in a row and played games.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Shang Qing stood up and stretched, "Okay, it's time to sleep."

You Ziming was excited, "Huh? Going to sleep now? It's still early, let's play for a while!"

Meng Huai: "That's it!"

Shang Qing: "...No, have you forgotten what I am here tonight?"

You Ziming: "Huh? Don't you play games?" He reacted for a while, "Oh, catch ghosts! Fatty, go to bed now!"

Meng Huai put down the phone regretfully, and muttered, "Suddenly I feel that this ghost is a bit annoying..."

He went into the bedroom to sleep, while Shang Qing and You Ziming played silently again.

Suddenly, You Ziming saw Shang Qing's character not moving, he looked up, saw Shang Qing listening to something, and mouthed to him again: turn off the light.

You Ziming immediately tiptoed to turn off the lights.

The whole apartment was plunged into darkness.

Suddenly there was a sound of "click, click, click" in the room. This was probably the sound of going down the stairs that Meng Huai had mentioned.

However, to the two sober people, the sound was not so much the sound of footsteps as the sound of a ball hitting the ground.

You Ziming shivered suddenly, remembering the widely circulated horror legend: A person saw a child playing a ball from a long distance, and when he walked in, he realized that the child was not hitting the ball, but his own head...

He immediately leaned against Shang Qing, and couldn't help but choked up: Why do you have to make up your mind about this ahhh!

Shang Qing glanced at him inexplicably, then lifted his foot, and walked to the door of Meng Huai's bedroom without a trace of footsteps.

The little fat man didn't close the door, and was lying on the bed unconscious.

But in front of his bed, it was not the horror scene Wanderer Ming imagined:

I saw there, a fluffy, round little white dog like a snowball, playing with a green ball in its mouth.

It picked up the ball, opened its mouth, and the green ball fell down, bouncing and rolling away, it immediately waved its four claws to follow up, with braid-like ears on both sides of its head, and swayed it as it ran Throwing it away, the fur all over his body is trying to run.

In the dark, the little white dog emits a faint white light, which looks a little holy and more cute.

At this time, Shang Qing felt that You Ziming tugged at his sleeve.He turned his head and saw You Ziming pouted at him, signaling: Wall!

Shang Qing looked up and found a painting hanging on the wall beside the bed. He had just seen that painting today. It was a little white dog running with a ball in its mouth.

But at this moment, the screen is empty, leaving only a piece of green grass.

As soon as he raised his eyes, the puppy's movements changed again. It seemed that he had played enough with the ball. He carefully placed the ball against the corner of the wall, and even arched it with his small nose.

Then, it jumped onto the bed, moved close to Meng Huai, and patted his face with its little hairy paws.

The little fat man fell asleep unconsciously.

The puppy whimpered and turned around, then lay down on his quilt, stuck out its tongue and began to lick his face.

Shang Qing: ...

I finally know who is holding the ice to freeze his face...

He led You Ziming back out carefully.

You Ziming still didn't dare to speak, and only gestured with his eyes: How to fix it?Just throw that little fat guy in there?

Shang Qing whispered: "It's not a big deal, let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he went directly to the guest room on the first floor and began to sleep.

You Ziming also had a big heart, and when Shang Qing said it was fine, he fell asleep faster.

The next morning, the three made some breakfast casually, and listened to Shang Qing's explanation while eating.

Shang Qing: "The puppy's soul should be attached to the painting after the accidental death. And that painting may be the child's favorite painting."

Meng Huai hurriedly said: "That's right. When we came to see the house, the landlord said that the room I slept in was a baby's room before, and the paintings that hung there were the baby's favorite paintings. When the baby was learning to speak, he would often talk to her." The puppy in the painting is talking!"

Shang Qing: "That's right. Children's love is the most sincere, and their feelings are also the most pure. Over time, the painting has spirituality. After the puppy's soul enters the painting, it becomes the spirit in the painting."

"Dogs have a natural instinct to watch over the house. In addition, because of their master's love, they will automatically protect the master and expel the filth from the house. That's why the house is so clean."

You Ziming couldn't help giving the painting a thumbs up, "It's really capable!"

After finishing speaking, I felt a little stupid again, so I quickly asked: "You said that it has a spiritual intelligence, so it should be able to understand?"

"Yes." Shang Qing said, "Actually, it can also appear during the day, but you are not at home during the day, so it chooses to come out at night. Moreover, it should not be too far away from the main body, and probably cannot leave the bedroom."

He looked at the two of them with a slightly serious face, "Then, now comes the question, what do you want to do with this spirit in the painting?"

You Ziming and Meng Huai looked at each other and asked him, "Can you send it to reincarnation?"

Shang Qing shook his head, "Spirits and ghosts are different. Spirits are a way of continuing consciousness. If I want to send it to reincarnation, I can only kill it, turn it into a ghost again, and then transcend him."

Meng Huai became anxious when he heard it, "Don't! It didn't do anything wrong, it just wanted to play with me, what kind of wickedness can a puppy have!"

You Ziming also said: "That's right, it looks very polite, I think I can accept sharing with it!"

The corner of Shang Qing's mouth twitched, "So, you guys decided to raise it? It's not a living dog, but a spirit?"

Meng Huai and You Ziming looked at each other again, and both nodded, "Yeah!"

Shang Qing: "It's not easy to raise a spirit. There are many things to pay attention to. Are you sure?"

Meng Huai and You Ziming said again: "Hmm!!"

These two are now bewildered by the puppy's beauty, and they have no sense at all.

Shang Qing: "Okay, then let me tell you something to pay attention to. First of all, the house must be kept clean, and the spirit is the most clean. It was born here. If it gets dirty here, it will not leave, but It will definitely be uncomfortable.”

You Ziming: "That's no problem. We used to hire part-time workers to clean it every week. At worst, it will become twice a week, or once every other day!"

Shang Qing: "Second point, don't bring bloody things home in the near future, neither fish nor meat. It has just been born, and its temperament is unstable. If it is aroused by blood food, it may go astray. Wait for a while , when its xinxing matures, this restriction can be removed.”

Meng Huai nodded, "It's no problem, neither of us knows how to cook anyway."

Shang Qing: "The third point is also the most important point. Don't take it to do bad things. The spirit can also cultivate merit. If you take it to do good deeds, maybe after a hundred years it will be perfect and can be reborn as an adult."

You Ziming was excited, "It can still be like this, then I can do more good deeds, so that it can complete its merits and virtues sooner, maybe after I get married, it can be reborn as my son!"

The corner of Shang Qing's mouth twitched, and he decided not to tell this guy that he would be single until he was 40 years old.

Shang Qing took out two more talismans and handed them to the two, "You can feel them when you wear them on your body."

The two hurried over.

In the end, the three said goodbye to the puppy in the portrait, and then went to school.

Meng Huai and You Ziming were still excited. They never thought that they had raised the soul of a puppy before raising a real dog in their life. This experience was amazing!

The two asked Shang Qing some precautions, before leaving the community, Meng Huai bumped into a hurrying person.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The little fat man hurriedly apologized.

However, the man didn't say a word, he just stared at Shang Qing, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he saw an enemy.

You Ziming stood up and stood in front of Shang Qing, "What's the matter, buddy, what's the matter?"

The man came back to his senses, lowered his head, and continued to leave in a hurry.

You Ziming cut out, "Who is it, he doesn't look normal."

Meng Huai rubbed his chubby chin, "It looks familiar, what's it called..."

"Ye Xiaoran."

Meng Huai clapped his hands, "Ah, that's right! That's him! The former male god of Yanhua! He actually lives here too... Eh? Shang Qing, do you know him? That's right, the difference between your votes is very close! Oh, yes, The voting results came out yesterday, have you read it? You have been elected as the male god of Yanhua University! Hahaha, I really want to say something in the high school group..."

However, Shang Qing didn't bother to talk to him, but stared at Ye Xiaoran's back for a long time.

It's been a while since I haven't seen him, and this person is no longer visible. There is mixed resentment and evil energy, and there are traces of Yin energy mixed in it, and there is even a trace of evil spirit that seems to be absent!

What the hell happened to him?

In the end what happened?Ye Xiaoran also wanted to ask this question.

Facts have proved that fluke is no good.Since that party...

Ye Xiaoran hurried on the road, not daring to raise his eyes.However, a candy wrapper floated from nowhere and landed at his feet, with the silver side meeting his gaze.

Ye Xiaoran immediately froze.

The picture appeared on the paper.