Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

The activity room fell silent, and the three of them quietly watched Yuzi eat.

Furutegawa Kamian swallowed for some reason, and asked in a low voice to Walnut who had been leaning on his shoulder for some time: "Is the spiritual power delicious?"

"How would I know? Have I ever eaten it!" Hu Tao rolled her eyes and complained, "But it's food for ghosts. You can try a Yin Qi pill next time."

"Yinqi pill?" His eyes were thoughtful.

If he put it in the past, he would definitely not dare, but he has the talent of [gluttony]. Could he also strengthen himself by eating like a giant monk?

Seeing that he seemed to be serious, Hu Tao was taken aback and said, "I'm just joking! Don't take it seriously! If it weren't for Shikigami, human beings might not be able to get in touch with too much yin energy, otherwise they would get sick. You will lose your life! You should understand things like yin and yang!"

"I know, I was thinking about other things just now." Kotegawa Shinmi said.

He is a disciple of the Taoist lineage, and he knows a lot more about this than Onmyoji.

Another Yuzi belched suddenly, as if she was full, returned the paper to the little priest, turned into a streamer and returned to the box.

Bai Chuanwang stuffed the box back to his chest, turned his head and said, "Yuzi is full and needs to sleep to digest."

Seeing this, Furute Chuan said: "Then you keep this thing? When she wakes up, let her eat up the leftovers."

There are still fluctuations of spiritual power left on the paper.

Bai Chuanwang shook his head, disagreed, and said, "Its spirit has dissipated in sevens and eighties, and the smell of 'evil' is a bit stronger, eating it will do more harm than good."

"That's right, he didn't lie." Hu Tao also explained.

"It turns out that there is such a particularity."

The little priest came over and put the paper back on the table: "Should I seal it? Or burn it?"

Furutegawa Shinmi tried to control it with [Nightmare], but failed, the spirit of this ghost foot map really dissipated a lot.

"Try it first, is it dangerous?"

He handed a 0.5mm mechanical pencil to the little priest.

The latter was taken aback, frowned and said, "If there is still danger, wouldn't I want to stand on my head? You let a person with a broken arm do such a dangerous move?"

Furutegawa Shinmi looked at Kurumi.

The latter snorted: "What if it is a handstand peeing? Then will I still be alive?"

The young man scratched his head, okay, then he will come, he will not go to hell, whoever will go to hell.

He wrote his name on it.

The three of them moved closer to their heads in an instant.

Hu Tao excitedly said: "I want to see Furutogawa wearing women's clothing!"

The little priest disagreed: "What's so good about women's clothing? It's better to sing upside down! Let him make a big fool of himself!"

Seeing that his face darkened a bit, Furutegawa glared at them back and forth.

At this time, the red line below his name on the ghost foot map suddenly moved by itself, accompanied by a faint sound of "drawing ghost feet, drawing ghost feet, drawing ghost feet".

The three of them subconsciously held their breath, Furutekawa Shinmi quietly held the sword, if there was something outrageous in a while, he would definitely cut it into [-] pieces.

The winding red line was getting closer and closer to the bottom, and a line of words slowly appeared, and all three of them stared wide-eyed.

"And the KISS of the opposite sex next to..."

Furude Chuan Shenjian read it softly, let go of the sword in his hand, and looked at the bewildered Shirakawa Walnut.

The lines on the ghost foot map were connected together, Furutegawa Shinmi instantly felt a not-so-strong restraining force, urging him to kiss Walnut.

He... didn't resist much, first stretched out his hand and turned the dumbfounded Bai Chuanwang's face to the other side, put his other arm around Hu Tao, and put his mouth close to Hu Tao's still dazed eyes.

"Pfft..."

Hu Tao's two little feet tensed and straightened instantly, and both hands wrapped around him.

Only Bai Chuanwang looked at the wall expressionlessly.

This couple... men and women, did not consider the feelings of outsiders at all!

Improper person!Improper person!

Chapter 63 Letting go

After school in the afternoon, the Chuling Club is still bustling with drum kits and ti.

In this temporarily formed "Despirit Society" band, only Furutegawa Shinmi has almost zero exposure to musical instruments. Even the trainee idol student and warm-up expert has learned the piano when he was young, although he can't play it like Xiaotiaoyou. Professional, but more than enough to fool the layman.

Therefore, the largest part of the field was given to Furutegawa Kamimi... because he was the loudest.

Xiaoniao Youhuawu was responsible for correcting and guiding him. After finalizing the tune yesterday evening, she played it and told everyone with her strength that she was already waiting at the finish line.

Mr. Glasses is practicing with his guitar in the bamboo forest. For the past two days, he has been practicing with his guitar in his dreams. There are so many friends who are willing to help him, which makes him excited and nervous. He is afraid that he will be on stage I will lose the chain myself, so I have been paying more attention to the practice recently.

The little priest drilled deep in the bamboo forest, practicing the opening rap against the air.

Mr. Fujiwara also took a look, but he went back when he found that Furutogawa was still practicing the song of the heat field, and said that he would come back when it was time to play the ensemble.

This is the confidence from the old-timers.

Everyone in the Lingshe Society also agreed that Mr. Fujiwara is not the kind of person who doesn't care about it on the surface, but actually goes home secretly to practice.

Even Xiaoniaoyouhuawu was shocked because of the bass played yesterday.

The bustle of the Spirit Removal Society lasted until the sun set, and the sunset came to an end after the glow turned purple.

Everyone packed up their things and prepared to go back together.

Kamito Kamito was not in a hurry to leave, so he asked Walnut, who also hadn't left, to help send Xiaotiao home, and then went to the training ground behind with his sword.

The time is too tight recently, especially at noon today, I wasted two hours to clean up the mess of the ghost club.

But it's not for nothing, the ghost foot map is interesting and a bit dangerous, so he confiscated it temporarily, and plans to play games with Sanriyue next time when no one is around.

Hu Tao glanced at her younger brother, and sighed in her heart, if this kid could be half as hardworking as Furategawa, then she would probably be able to wake up with a smile in her dreams.

The campus at night was much quieter than usual. Furutegawa Shinmi practiced until nine o'clock in the evening before putting away his sword, wiping off his sweat with a towel, packing up his things, and walking towards the old school building on the other side.

When he reached the gate, groups of ghost students had already appeared on the corridor, looking down at him.

Ms. Ling, the ghost singer, was even more excited.

He left for several days after he left, and she was locked here for several days, but every day she was either sleeping or in a daze, and if she was in a daze, she was sleeping... She was going crazy!

Seeing that he didn't climb over the wall this time, Furutegawa just took out his pocket, took out a key to the big iron gate, opened the iron gate, and moved a shrine facing the iron gate to the side.

He looked up at Piao Jiang, who was all over the building, put an armband on his arm, and coughed: "From now on, I will be the gatekeeper of your old school building! You must obey my orders! Obey My arrangement! Otherwise, the consequences will be serious!"

After he finished speaking, the originally quiet building became even quieter in an instant.

The ghosts all hid.

He continued: "Okay, I've said what the official said, but you also have to remember, you can come out now to let the wind go, and as long as there is nothing else, I will probably come over every night and let you out for a look." Hours, remember the time, it’s one hour! If you don’t come back after one hour, there will be no next time! Of course, if it’s a long vacation, it won’t work, and I have to go home..."

Before he finished speaking, countless Piaojiang poured out of the building, passed through the gate, and flew to the high altitude of the playground, with bright eyes, flying further away.

"You can't leave the school! You can't bother the students who live together in the school! If I find out that anyone doesn't listen, I will really get angry."

The fastest shadows running towards the teaching building in front braked suddenly in mid-air, scattered in all directions, and went to other places.

For a moment, behind the entire teaching building, a group of spirits danced wildly.

Miss Ling also looked around excitedly, she opened her arms, took a deep breath, and was intoxicated under the sky full of stars.

Seeing her excited and timid look, Furutegawa God thought for a while and said, "Show me around?"

"I want to sing! Take me to the self-media room!" Miss Ling, who had been holding back for many days, looked at him with bright eyes.

"We-media room?" Furutegawa glanced towards the teaching building, thought for a while, and then shook his head. Too much noise is not acceptable.

Miss Ling was not reconciled: "I'll just sing one! Satisfy me!"

"I didn't say that you are not allowed to sing, but the self-media room is fine, you come with me." He walked towards the Exorcism Society.

In order to rehearse for a few days, a music booth has been set up in the activity room of the Spirit Club, with all kinds of musical instruments, microphones and speakers.

"Wow!" Miss Ling danced excitedly, and followed behind him.

On the way, he asked, "How are you doing these days? Have you made any friends?"

Miss Ling, who was full of anticipation, couldn't help but lose face when she heard the words: "Everyone can't talk very much yet. They have existed for too long, and their spiritual power is seriously consumed. A senior told me that if you hadn't fed them After eating, now I can’t even maintain the original appearance.”

Furutekawa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the night when he first met the ghost inside... At first he thought he was trying to scare him deliberately, but it turned out that he was already very thin.

He couldn't help scratching his head. Fortunately, he went with Walnut that day.

"And they've already gotten used to the normal way of life..." Ms. Ling raised her hands up and raised them back and forth: "Sleep, daze, daze, sleep..." She sighed, a little frustrated: "On the contrary, my bluffing is a bit different, so I have been sleeping and staring in a daze for the past few days... and then I just waited to die!"

"It's really hard for ghosts to live!" Miss Ling looked miserable, and wanted to wipe her tears again.

Kotekawa looked at her and thought for a while: "Then, do you want to return to the mountains? There is enough freedom there, and you don't have to worry about someone trying to catch you."

Miss Ling hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "I have thought about it too, but I still want to live in the city more than in the mountains. It is more lively and convenient here, and there are people who like to listen to my singing... What is there in the mountains? No, I'm bored to death."

"But this country hasn't issued a bill that allows ghosts to live legally."

"What about other countries? There are many countries on earth, right?"

"I suggest you go to Yan Mo to inquire about this. They are professional in this area."

Miss Ling's face darkened immediately, and she said angrily, "Don't say I don't know the way, even if I know the way, if I really go, can I still come back?"

"Who knows? Ms. Ling, although life is a bit bitter, it's better than leaving completely. Just bear with it for now. Life in the future may not be as pessimistic as you think."

Miss Ling looked at him and said seriously, "My lord..."

"You can just call me Furutegawa."

"This is Mr. Furutegawa."

"..."

"Are you a high school student, or a teacher here?"

"I'm a freshman in high school this year." Furutegawa Kamimi pointed to the school uniform on his body.

"In two years, are you going to leave here?"