I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

The entrance of Yangcheng No. [-] High School was bustling with people. The freshmen in uniforms first crowded in front of the notice board to see the class division, and then gathered together in twos and threes.

On a hot day, Qi Shu was really too lazy to gather around people, so he took out a small white piece of paper from his school uniform trouser pocket, threw it on the ground in a ball.

It's too hot today, but the school gate doesn't open until ten o'clock, and the sun is shining overhead. Qi Shu thought it was too hot, so he walked far away, sat on a bench under the shade of a tree, and put his hands on the back of the chair. I drew a few lines.

The talisman calls out the soul, and the ghost body has its own yin energy, which is simply a walking air conditioner in summer.

Still no electricity.

If the patriarch knew that he did this, he would probably be so angry that he would curse his dream in the middle of the night and hammer him on the head.

Qi Shu was used to this kind of thing, enjoying the cool air around the ghost without any psychological burden, sitting on the bench and waiting for the little ball of paper.

After waiting for a while, I saw the small ball of paper that I just threw on the ground rolled slowly, but with a clear target, and rolled over until it was in front of Qi Shu, and then seemed to pass through. Like spirituality, it slowly stretched out, revealing its original shape.

It is a small piece of paper in the shape of a villain, the one the size of a palm, because it was rolled into a ball just now, it is still crumpled, and the burrs on the corners are not neat, as if it was torn out by someone. the same.

The number 3 was clearly written on the small piece of paper.

Qi Shu looked around calmly, making sure that no one was paying attention to him, and then casually drew a few lines on the bench seat, and then casually said to himself: "Class three... I don't know How about it."

Qi Shu reached out to pick up the little piece of paper that had just been stretched out and was about to put it back in his pocket, but he didn't expect that the little piece of paper just picked it up was moving back and forth in his hand, as if he didn't really want to go back.

...No, this is just a little piece of paper that doesn't understand anything.

Qi Shu stretched out his hand to look suspiciously, and found that the little piece of paper was rolling back and forth, and the movement was probably...not much different from when a child is crying.

Qi Shu: "..."

This is not to become refined.

Qi Shu put down the phone with the other hand and flicked it lightly: "What are you doing?"

Only then did the little piece of paper realize that he had been loosened again, stopped the childish movements just now, and sat upright in an attempt to cover up.

It's hard for such a thin piece of paper to learn to sit down.

A few more words appeared on the small piece of paper: "I just met a boy with a lot of yin."

Qi Shu frowned, and sat up a little bit: "Evil ghost possessed?"

"no!!!"

He was so angry that he used three exclamation points in a row to condemn him for not being enlightened, and a line of words continued to appear on the piece of paper, "His fate is Yin, which is exactly suitable for you!"

Qi Shu: "..."

Don't really want to become a master of this thing.

"You're just a little piece of paper,"

Qi Shu sincerely disgusted and said, "Don't gossip like this."

That little piece of paper turned itself into a ball again - just like the one that was rolled out by Qi Shu just now, and then rolled back and forth in Qi Shu's palm.

Qi Shu struggled to identify it, thinking that it might be trying to be cute.

But a ball of paper rolling back and forth is not cute at all, and it doesn't have the capital to be cute.

The ball of paper probably realized this, and unfolded itself again, regardless of the creases on its body, and jumped up anxiously: "It's not common to see boys with a negative fate! You have to seize the opportunity, maybe he is you The marriage is also uncertain!"

Qi Shu didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The little piece of paper jumped more and more anxiously: "Zai Zai, you are obedient! I am worried about you!"

Qi Shu glanced at it and said, "I still owe [-] An Shen Talismans that I haven't drawn yet. I'm more anxious about this one. How about you do me a favor?"

Small piece of paper: "..."

Small piece of paper: "Go away."

Small piece of paper: "Dream your mother."

True quality triple.

"Hey classmate, what class are you in?"

A boy who was also wearing a school uniform casually struck up a conversation with Qi Shu while walking this way, "Have you checked the class division?"

At first, Qi Shu thought he was talking to someone else, so he ignored him, and just stretched out his hand and clicked on the piece of paper. The little piece of paper that had just revealed his origin in Zaan suddenly stopped moving, and turned back to an ordinary person. , crumpled paper ball.

"Classmate? Are you so cold?"

The boy stood still in front of Qi Shu, and handed him a bottle of water that was still steaming, "Have a bottle?"

Only then did Qi Shu make sure that he was talking to him, and looked up at him. He didn't take the water, but nodded at him: "Thank you, I'm not too thirsty—I'm in shift three."

"What a coincidence, I'm also in Class Three." The boy naturally moved forward and said with a smile, "My name is He Heng, how about making friends?"

Qi Shu didn't intend to set up any high-cold personality, besides, everyone said so, if he didn't show enthusiasm, he would offend others.

Offending someone before school officially started is simply looking for trouble for himself. Qi Shu also smiled and tried to shake hands with him in a friendly way: "My name is Qi Shu."

Qi Shu was taken back from the orphanage by his unreliable master to be his apprentice since he was a child. He used to go to school near the teacher's gate, and almost everyone knew him as a little apprentice, so there were not many friends who met him for the first time. The experience of meeting and greeting each other is, at most, seeing his master shake hands with others in a serious manner in front of outsiders.

too official.

— but not impossible.

He Heng is used to it, although he felt that this little classmate was officially a friendly meeting, but he shook hands with him very cooperatively, moved forward again, and pointed to the bench he was sitting on: " Is there anyone else here?"

"No,"

Qi Shu understood what he meant, and moved aside on his own initiative to make a large space for him, "Sit down."

He Heng obviously hesitated for a while, then quickly said thank you, and sat in the seat vacated by Qi Shu.

He Heng looked around, feeling that the scene was actually a bit awkward.After all, the two of them didn't know each other, so the sudden chat was a bit blunt.

Besides, the little classmate sitting next to me doesn't seem to like talking very much.

But this little student who doesn't seem to be very talkative seems to be in a little bit of danger.

Speaking of which, He Heng didn't know what unbelievable coincidence happened to his mother during the ten months she was pregnant with him, so that he was born with yin and yang eyes, and he could see things that others couldn't see.

Like ghosts.

For example, there are two ghosts surrounding this little classmate who is not very talkative.

When he was a child, He Heng was a little kid. When he saw a ghost in his house when he was not very sensible, he pointed at it and shouted at it out of curiosity. After successfully scaring his parents for a while, he was considered a deliberate prank, and he grabbed his ear. a meal.

Later, when he was a little older, He Heng scared the children who were playing together one by one when he pointed at the ghost and shouted, which was once again considered a prank.

It's still a prank that doesn't change after repeated admonition, and doesn't even know the routine.

Then He Heng knew that he couldn't point and shout when he saw a ghost again.

At least you can't point and shout carelessly.

But like this, the situation of a little classmate surrounded by two ghosts is really a bit bad, and there is a high probability that this little classmate doesn't know his dire situation.

It's hard not to be reminded.

What if something happens.

He Heng turned the corner and talked to him: "Do you think this place is much cooler than other places?"

Of course it's cool, there are ghosts after all.

But Qi Shu couldn't say that, he just nodded and agreed: "It's not bad, it's more comfortable than under the sun."

"I stayed under the tree next to me for a while, and it wasn't so cool."

He Heng thought he was calm, but no matter how he looked at it, he pointed in the direction he wanted to say, "Hey, have you ever heard of the ghost story in Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School?"

This really doesn't exist.

But not hearing it doesn't mean not having it.

Generally speaking, ghost stories are the necessary historical accumulation of every school. Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School is also a provincial key point, and there is still some dignity in it, but Qi Shu has never heard of it.

In fact, He Heng didn't quite know what special ghost stories there were in this school, so he said vaguely, "Beier is scary, I won't talk to you...but I've heard that places that are usually very cold and abnormal, They are all ghosts."

Qi Shu only thought he was joking, and even laughed along the way: "So is there a ghost here?"

The new classmates are really good.

Clear in one point.

He Heng nodded with satisfaction: "According to the current situation, there are probably two."

His tone sounded so serious that Qi Shu didn't know for a moment whether he wanted to tell ghost stories to scare him, or if he really found out that there were ghosts he had summoned here.

Probably trying to tell ghost stories to scare myself.

Definitely trying to scare myself with ghost stories.

Ghosts are not visible to everyone.

"He might actually be able to see."

The little paper ball that had been stuffed into the pocket of the school uniform jumped out tenaciously from the side that He Heng couldn't see, stretched a laziness beyond the reach of ordinary people, stretched itself out and spread it flat on the chair.Considering that Qi Shu was chatting with a new classmate and couldn't take care of him, Xiao Zhipian was very self-aware and sent him a voice transmission directly.

"He he he he he is the boy I just told you about the yin fate, he must have yin and yang eyes!"

Qi Shu: "..."

Noisy.

Noisy.

Let it ah ah ah almost have an echo in my mind.

Even if this little piece of paper stays by my side for a long time and knows what fate is Yin, it is impossible to use the secret technique of sound transmission.

There can only be one reason for being able to transmit sound with secret techniques.

Ahhh, there can only be one reason for the endless.

Qi Shu squinted at the little piece of paper, not knowing for a moment whether to worry about the next scramble, or to comfort his cat master's clinginess.

He actually attached it to this small piece of paper and followed him.

But the main problem at the moment is not his own cat owner, but this new classmate in front of him with yin and yang eyes.

How should I explain to him the ghosts around me?

"Two ghosts,"

Qi Shu looked around.But he couldn’t actually see ghosts when he didn’t open his sky eyes, he just pointed in the direction with the feeling of the air-conditioning, and asked as if confirming, “Is it here?”

That's pretty accurate.

This new classmate is really cooperative.

——Is this new classmate able to see like him?

He Heng had doubts in his heart, but felt that it was unlikely, so he just nodded: "That's right, that's right here, are you afraid?"

This tone is really strange.

Qi Shu really didn't understand where his threatening tone came from.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Qi Shu explained to him very sincerely, "I hired it."