Kiss me fancy or see you at Shura!

Qi Qing was awakened by the sound of ping, ping, ping, pong, pong.

He had some hypoglycemia and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Chen Qian wailed: "What's the trouble with the bastard in the early morning? His mother is going to the funeral."

After yelling, he didn't feel sleepy anymore, turned over and got out of bed to wash up.

Qi Qing had a headache and didn't want to go back to sleep. He reached out to touch the glasses case next to the pillow, but he couldn't find it for a long time.

Qi Qing frowned, he wanted to sit up, but found that he couldn't move suddenly.

He exerted all his strength, and felt as if his chest was being pressed by a big rock, and even his hands, which were naturally free to move, seemed to be pressed down on the bed, unable to move any more.

The cold breath was getting closer and closer to him, Qi Qing didn't dare to open his eyes, he tried, but couldn't make a sound.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and even his breathing was a little difficult, so he heard a soft voice, like whispering in his ear: "Hehe..."

Chen Qian brushed his teeth and walked over, tugging at his quilt: "Brother Qi, your class has lessons this morning, right?"

The sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and after Qi Qing was able to move, the first thing he did was to lift the blackout cloth and breathe in the air outside.

His skin was fair and delicate, and it was dyed a light crimson color due to fear and holding his breath.

Chen Qian took a look, and immediately took a few steps back: "Brother Qi, what are you doing, don't tempt brothers early in the morning, I am straighter than a steel pipe."

Qi Qing ignored him, touched the glasses with her eyes closed, and got off the bed after putting them on.

It wasn't until cold water poured on his face that his fear calmed down.

Ghost press, not to mention the celestial master, even for a kid who is new to Taoism is a trivial matter.

However, Qi Qing, the youngest celestial master, has absolutely nothing to do.

He was a little nauseous, and his face was as pale as paper.

Chen Qian walked around in front of him, and said with concern: "Brother Qi, are you sick? Why don't we ask for leave today, and I'll go take a look with you."

Qi Qing suppressed the fear in her heart, her voice was hoarse: "No, when do you have class?"

Chen Qian said: "One or two festivals."

Qi Qing was in three or four periods of class, the eldest and second child went out all night and didn't come back, and he didn't want to stay in the dormitory alone.

He took the book: "Let's go together."

Chen Qian was flattered: "Brother Qi, do you want to go to class with me?"

Qi Qing opened the door, and a gust of wind swept past the door, his goose bumps stood up: "No, I'm going to the library."

Chen Qian was busy with class, Qi Qing found a bright place by the window in the library, and he was not interested in reading Maogai, so he got up and went to the bookshelf to find some books to pass the time.

He looked at rows of books, and his eyes fell on "Art and Illusion". Qi Qing reached out and was about to take out that book, but unexpectedly touched another cold hand.

Even for a moment of contact, the chill ran from his hands to his heart, and a deep chill ran down his spine.

Whose hands are so cold?

"Student, what's wrong with you?"

A pleasant voice sounded, but it came from an ordinary girl.

Qi Qing's head hurt even more, he raised his head: "It's okay, I'm sorry."

But the girl's eyes lit up: "Senior Qi Qing!" Qi Qing's photo was once used by the school's admissions office to attract new students, and it was more powerful than the dormitory's air conditioner.

The girl was so excited that she could speak incoherently: "Senior Qi Qing, I am also from the art department. This year's freshman, senior, can you give me your phone number?"

Qi Qing nodded, but said, "I'm sorry."

He took out another book from the bookshelf, took it and walked towards the registration office. There was already a long queue there, and Qi Qing opened the book to read while waiting.

When it was almost his turn, he took out his student card.

The book lending club will register student information, and Qi Qing's personal information can be seen at a glance on the computer page.

He went out after borrowing a book. The moment he walked out of the library, the back of his neck felt cold, but the coolness disappeared after a while.

Qi Qing didn't want to think too much, and walked to the teaching area for class.

A slender boy stood at the gate. He was wearing a red shirt, showing his thin arms, and his jeans were a little gray. He was looking at the teaching building seriously, thinking about something.

Qi Qing didn't look at him, and just wanted to go to class, but the weird boy came up to him: "Student, can I ask you a question?"

He spoke a little slowly, and seemed to be a little out of his wits, but his face was extremely beautiful.

Qi Qing was stopped, so it was impossible to just leave like this.

His voice was clear and cold: "What's the matter?"

The weird boy smiled, showing his well-behaved little canine teeth: "You, can you tell me where b-318 is?"

This smile is radiant, but it has an evil spirit for no reason.

Qi Qing felt uncomfortable, he said briefly: "On the third floor, go to the right, the last room."

He left in a hurry, not taking this matter to heart.

When class was over, Chen Qian called him again and asked him to eat in the cafeteria.

When Qi Qing arrived, Chen Qian had already ordered meals for him, one vegetable and one serving of braised pork, and a bottle of Yakult was placed beside him.

Chen Qian greeted while eating: "Brother Qi, I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria every day, let's go out to eat together someday, please invite me."

Qi Qing nodded. He didn't take off his glasses while eating, and his movements were slow.

Chen Qian glanced at him, then continued to bury his head in his meal.

A cheerful and puzzled voice sounded: "Please, ask, where did you buy this?"

Qi Qing looked up, and saw that it was that stupid young man at the door of the teaching building.

He pointed to Yakult on the table, his big almond eyes were full of curiosity and puzzlement.

Before Qi Qing could speak, Chen Qian said nonchalantly: "Where else can I buy it, just a small supermarket."

As soon as you enter the cafeteria, there is a shop selling all kinds of snacks and drinks. Everyone always calls it a small supermarket.

Qi Qing also felt that the boy's mind was a little unclear, but he still kindly pointed in a direction: "It's over there."

Qi Qing's fingers were slender and fair, and there were only some thin calluses left by holding a pen between her fingers.

Jiang Shi bared his canine teeth: "Thank you, thank you."

After he left, Chen Qian's face became a little unhappy: "Who is it? It's like a mentally retarded person. Freshmen have been in school for so long, and they can't even find a small supermarket."

He still wanted to complain when his phone rang.

After Chen Qian answered the phone, he looked at Qi Qing apologetically: "Brother Qi, I have a basketball game tonight, I'll try it out first, the boss and the second have already returned, there are people in the dormitory, don't be afraid to go back and rest."

Qi Qing pursed her lips: "I'm not afraid."

Chen Qian didn't even bother to expose him, he handed his Yakult to Qi Qing, put on his clothes and walked out of the cafeteria.

Qi Qing packed up the lunch box, and as soon as he entered the dormitory, he felt that his whole body was in the shade.

The eldest and the second snored everywhere, Qi Qing was a little relieved.

He couldn't fall asleep with the slightest sound, so he simply turned on the computer to make a mind map.

Qi Qing was very focused when his thoughts diverged, and he tapped the keyboard quickly with his slender fingers. He hit the Enter key, and the computer suddenly went black.

The dark screen reflected light, and a blurry figure was reflected on it.

The figure stood behind Qi Qing, it didn't move for an unknown how long.

There are four people living in the dormitory, the eldest and the second are sleeping on the bed, and Chen Qian is playing ball outside.

So... who is this 'person' behind?

A chill rose from Qi Qing's back, his face turned pale, and he closed his eyes tightly.

The coolness was getting closer and closer, and Qi Qing seemed to be able to feel that the 'person' behind him was raising his hand and was about to touch his back.

The sound of the key turning the door lock suddenly sounded.

The figure disappeared, and the room temperature rose several degrees.

Qi Qing opened her eyes, almost unable to suppress the vomit in her stomach.

He sat on the chair, raised his head and breathed heavily, as if he could really come alive in this way.

He kept thinking about the closed tomb, and felt that he was drawn into the darkness, with nowhere to hide.

Chen Qian jumped in: "Brother Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing him bouncing and jumping, Qi Qing shrank her pupils, and unconsciously took a step back, almost knocking over the chair.

Chen Qian looked at him suspiciously: "Brother Qi?"

Qi Qing stroked her forehead, stepped forward to support Chen Qian: "Sorry, I misread, what's wrong with your leg?"

Chen Qian was helped by him to sit down: "You won't believe it if you tell me, isn't the cultural and sports hall over there under construction and reconstruction? I'm walking hard. I don't know who the idiot put a steel plate there. I almost confessed that my leg was there. .”

Qi Qing poured him a glass of warm water, and while drinking, Chen Qian scolded that idiot who put steel plates indiscriminately.

He glanced at Qi Qing and rolled his eyes: "Brother Qi, I have something to discuss with you."

Qi Qing looked at him.

Chen Qian chuckled: "This basketball competition can add a comprehensive test, but my legs... I'm afraid it won't work."

He quickly pulled out a row of Yakult from the drawer: "Brother Qi, the one who checked the list is the flower of your department. If you help me do it, she will definitely open her eyes and close her eyes."

In the end, Qi Qing still couldn't stand Chen Qian's soft and hard ideas.

The sweat on the field seems to be able to completely drive out the coldness in my heart.

He intercepted the basketball, aimed at the basket and was about to shoot a jump. The basketball came out of his hand, and Qi Qing suddenly felt dizzy for a moment.

The basketball hit the edge of the basket, and hit the edge of the court with a strange and fast moving trajectory.

Screams sounded.

The basketball was hitting a boy in red on the head.

Qi Qing hurried over to help the boy up, but saw that his almond eyes were wide open and blood was dripping from his forehead.

Qi Qing felt guilty: "Are you okay? I'll take you to the infirmary."

Jiang Shi grinned, and his pointed canine teeth added a touch of innocence and loveliness to his beautiful complexion.

He said, "Thank you, thank you."