I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

Although Tuantuan is a ghost cultivator, he is still a cat in essence, and has all the normal needs of being a cat owner.

Like a cat climbing frame.

The dormitory for two is quite spacious, and it’s no problem to put a cat climbing frame in the corner, but we need to seek the opinions of our roommates.

Although my roommate seems to have already been subdued by the cat owner's fluff, she doesn't have any opinions at all.

"The opinion is definitely no,"

He Heng raised his hand to question, "But it seems that cats are not allowed in our dormitory in principle - if we openly put a cat climbing frame, will it be confiscated directly when we check the dormitory?"

This is nothing to worry about.

Qi Shu was not worried at all: "There is an invisibility talisman, and others cannot see it."

He Heng: "..."

Wow.

You may not believe it, although I still find it amazing, but I am too lazy to be surprised anymore.

My roommate was already pretty awesome.

This is no surprise.

I'm no longer the person I was when I didn't see the world.

Qi Shu waved at Tuantuan, and Tuantuan happily slipped into his arms to make a show.

Seeing that his arms suddenly became empty, He Heng suddenly felt a little sad.

Where is my cat owner?

It was still in my arms just now, fluffy, so big.

"You are big, you are big, you are so big!"

Tuantuan made a threatening voice at him dissatisfied, "Pay attention to your wording, I am thin and light, what do you mean 'so big'?"

It seems that the cat owner is very concerned about his figure.

It must be because I pay attention to losing weight.

No wonder I never saw Tuan Tuan eating small dried fish.

What a self-disciplined kitten.

"……certainly not."

The self-disciplined kitten licked its paw aggrievedly, "I want to eat dried fish too."

But can't eat.

After all, ghost cultivators are still ghosts in essence, and they still have to follow all the habits of ghosts.

Even if the body has been cultivated, it can be fluffy and warm to the touch, but as a ghost, it is an objective law that it cannot eat food in the yang world.

Objective laws do not depend on the will of man, and of course they do not depend on the will of ghosts.

Dried small fish is the food of Yang Jian, so no matter how cute or fluffy this ghost is, if you can't eat it, you can't eat it.

He Heng was shocked: "Is it so miserable? Then this is too much."

"Yes! It's just too much!"

Tuantuan found an ally, and jumped over to join him in condemning voices, "It is against the law of heaven to prevent cats from eating dried fish and to prevent people from eating hot pot and spicy soup!"

Qi Shu: "..."

Although this is not the first time I heard the cat owner offending the Dao of Heaven, the reason for the offense is still a bit strange.

Rebelling angrily because of Xiao Yugan... It's really hard to say.

Tuantuan complained angrily for a while, exhausted himself from complaining, and hesitantly pulled out the small piece of paper, wanting to possess himself and go back to rest for a while.

Qi Shu always felt that its state was not right, so he pinched the nape of his neck to prevent it from attaching to his body: "What's the matter, can't the spiritual power hold up?"

"It's not that I can't hold it, it's just that I'm tired."

Tuantuan said weakly, "It feels like a little cat has hollowed out me."

Qi Shu: "..."

How could there be such an unscrupulous little color/cat.

He Heng was shocked: "How old is Tuantuan, how do you know about the little female cat?"

Tuantuan: "...Fuck you, I've been a ghost for over ten years."

incredible.

Obviously such a small one.

I thought it was only two or three years old.

He Heng was still shocked: "But isn't Tuantuan a ghost? Ghosts can also follow cats... what do you do?"

"Why not? Why not?"

Tuantuan swore to the death to defend his dignity as a male cat, "Haven't you watched Liaozhai? Nie Xiaoqian can do it, why can't I?"

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu didn't know whether to remind him, this analogy was a bit weird.

"Seriously,"

Qi Shu was a little worried, "I see that you haven't had much energy for the past two days, and you're tired after going out for a while. What's going on?"

Tuantuan didn't even bother to scratch him with his paws, so he just patted him softly twice: "I don't know, maybe it's because of acclimatization."

A cat that can't eat is talking about acclimatization.

"You're not an earth-bound spirit, you can't leave where you grew up,"

Qi Shu fiddled with its fur, looked at it carefully, but still didn't find anything wrong, "Where is the discomfort?"

Tuantuan is not energetic and wants to curse: "I don't know, there are some messy things in this shabby school, and it's uncomfortable to stay there. Damn, I have been practicing for so many years, and I have never seen such a shabby place."

Pretty grumpy.

Tuantuan kicked him impatiently: "Let go of me, I want to go back to bed and sleep."

...When did that little piece of paper become a cat's litter.

Qi Shu was still a little worried: "If you really feel uncomfortable, I will take you back this weekend? Or go back and let Master see what's wrong."

"No, I won't go back."

Tuantuan refused, "Besides, don't you have to go to that library with Xia Hong on Friday?"

"Friday to the library, Saturday to take you back,"

Qi Shu comforted, "Don't worry, just go back and have a look, I will definitely bring you back."

Tuantuan was dubious, so he gave him a light swipe with his tail, and got back into the little piece of paper by himself.

He Heng was confused: "What library, you want to go to the library with our head teacher?"

Qi Shu: "..."

The same can be said.

It just sounds a little weird.

"The library we went to last night, Teacher Xia and I both felt that there was something wrong with it,"

Qi Shu explained, "I'm going to check it out on Friday night."

He Heng was incredulous: "So why do you take the class teacher with you when you go on a haunted house adventure?"

Qi Shu: "..."

That said, it seems even weirder.

It is a pot of incompatibility of information.

"You may not believe it,"

Qi Shu said sincerely, "Actually, our homeroom teacher is also a heavenly master."

He Heng: "???"

what?

What do you mean?

Why are there so many heavenly masters?

Why are you all celestial masters?

I don't care, I now have a reasonable suspicion that I'm being sidelined.

He Heng was at a loss for a while, and questioned: "Can career editors also have religious beliefs?"

Qi Shu: "..."

This really touched the blind spot of my knowledge.

Celestial masters need to register in Tianshi Mansion. According to the existing social/society/sovereign/righteous laws/laws/regulations, the column of religious belief in the personal file after registration should also be recorded.

But whether this will affect his career or not, Qi Shu really doesn't know.

He Heng barely digested the fact that his homeroom teacher is also a celestial master, and asked again: "So you two are going to that library again on Friday night?"

Qi Shu nodded: "Go and see what's going on."

"That forest is full of ghosts, you two really want to go in?"

He Heng was not at ease, "I saw them last night. They were floating on the ground and hanging from tree branches. At least there were a hundred or eighty of them."

Qi Shu was not worried, and even comforted him in turn, "It's okay, where are the two celestial masters, are you still afraid of those ghosts?"

Full of confidence.

Yi Gao people are bold.

He Heng has never seen the live version of Tianshi vs. Sadako. He was a little curious and tried to apply: "Then what, can I go too?"

"It's not impossible,"

Qi Shu reminded him, "But we are still planning to go in the middle of the night, do you really want to go together?"

He Heng hesitated for a moment.

He Heng hesitated again.

He Hengzai thought carefully about the sleepiness of getting out of bed in the middle of the night last night, and then thought about the pain of getting up this morning.

Forget it.

In the middle of the night, it seems inappropriate to stay up all night just to watch a ghost.

You don't have to.

He has seen ghosts quite a lot in normal times, not missing this one or two.

"Then you pay attention to safety,"

He Heng resolutely gave up, "I won't go, I will take care of the house."

I'm not sure what Qi Shu is in the library, it's okay to make a small fuss, if there is something that can't be messed with, he and Xia Hong are fourth-rank celestial masters after all, and there must be no problem getting away, but if He Heng is brought along Not necessarily anymore.

After all, he is not a celestial master, and he has no means to save his life.But fate is still yin, it is easier to provoke ghosts, so it is safer not to follow.

But what happened on Friday will be discussed on Friday. The most urgent thing now is to make the cat owner more energetic.

At least for a while longer.

Qi Shu thought for a while, then found a bag of dried fish from the drawer, unpacked it and poured it into a small plate, then took the small piece of paper and placed it beside the plate.

The little piece of paper bounced in place, confirmed that the plate was indeed dried fish, and then lay back, and the ball reappeared.

"Why did you call me out again?"

Tuantuan muttered, and leaned to the side, "I don't really want to eat... Hurry up."

I don't know who just said that they don't want to eat.

Qi Shu shook his head amusedly, took out a piece of talisman paper and put it on the plate of dried fish and lit it. When the fire light flickered, the plate of dried fish changed from the table to the front of the claws out of nowhere.

The kitten, who had been languid just now, suddenly became energetic. It sniffed the side of the plate with its nose, then picked up the dried fish with two paws and began to gnaw, purring happily.

He Heng: "???"

Wait, something doesn't feel right to me.

2 minutes ago, we seem to have said that Tuantuan can't eat small dried fish?

Am I remembering wrong? ? ?

"Dharma food of nectar, mantra of changing food."

Qi Shu patiently talked to him about science, "Strictly speaking, what Tuantuan is eating now should be regarded as a tribute, and it can no longer be regarded as food in the world."

He Heng: "..."

He Heng: "Wow."

He Heng: "Although I don't quite understand it, I think your approach seems to be taking advantage of the rules."

"You could say the same,"

Surrounded by Xiao Yugan, Tuantuan raised his head, quite proudly, "This is clearly called rational use of laws to benefit the ghost world, cats and cats are responsible, yay!"

Yes.

Actually paid back.

Meng does not know it, seeks money and kills.

Qi Shu looked at He Heng with a premonition.

Sure enough, this roommate of mine has lost his sanity because of Tuantuan's tilting his head to show off.

"Tuantuan is so cute,"

He Heng trembled and clicked on a certain treasure page, "I want to send money to him, and I want to buy him dried fish."

Qi Shu: "..."

You don't have to.

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The author has something to say:

He Heng: Even if I am dead and nailed in a coffin, I will still be in the tomb, shouting out with this rotten vocal cord: Tuantuan is so cute! ! !

——————————感谢在2020-03-0820:55:23~2020-03-1021:01:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: An Xiaozhengjin, Mo Dao Life Black 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!