Soul Eater

The feeling of Yin Qi entering the body is not pleasant.

Ruan Yang hugged his arms and rubbed them for a while, about half a minute later, he felt the beads on his neck start to heat up, and there seemed to be a warm current in his chest, which was quickly transported to the whole body along the blood.

He touched the warm beads on his chest and couldn't help but feel miraculous.

What exactly was the bead that Xiao Siming gave him?It feels like a powerful warm baby.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Xiao Siming coming out of the door with a faint look of exhaustion between his brows.

Seeing Ruan Yang squatting at the door, looking at him with round eyes from bottom to top, Xiao Siming couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you doing squatting on the ground?"

Ruan Yang hurriedly stood up, patted the ashes that were accidentally rubbed on his clothes, and said with some guilt: "It's nothing, nothing."

He didn't want Xiao Siming to know that he was just standing here trying to hear what they were talking about inside.

What if you are regarded as a perverted voyeur?

Xiao Siming didn't pursue him to the end, and raised his chin slightly: "Let's go, I'll drive you."

When they came to the underground garage, Ruan Yang noticed that this car was different from the one Wei Xuan drove when he picked him up.

The one thing in common is that these cars are all equally flamboyant.The colors are bright and the styles are limited.

Boss Xiao is properly spreading hatred.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Xiao Siming patted the car body, and the car instantly changed into the familiar GM8 again.

Ruan Yang opened his mouth wide: "Wow——" That's amazing!How is it like Transformers!

Xiao Siming was very pleased with his reaction. Xiao Siming raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the little Pluto who could make fun with a little trick, and tilted his head to signal him: "Get in the car."

As a result, Ruan Yang pursed his lips and happily got into the back seat of the car.

Xiao Siming is not good at arresting people directly, he just reminds himself that many things in the world should have a gradual process.

He was going to boil Ruan Yang in warm water, and he could neither scare people away before cooking, nor allow him to be intercepted by others on the way.

After the car drove for a while, Ruan Yang tentatively asked, "Who was that just now?"

Xiao Siming always answered his questions: "It's not a person, it's a ghost."

Ruan Yang was startled: "... Mingcha?"

He recalled that when the man came out, he walked without touching the ground and floating, plus the coldness that penetrated his bone marrow when he hit him.

Xiao Siming nodded slightly, and added: "He is Heiwuchang."

Ruan Yang: "..." He seemed to have just seen a big man with his own eyes.

Xiao Siming glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and after confirming that he was only curious and in awe of Hei Wuchang, he calmed down and told Ruan Yang with Wei Xuan's method: "He is not a good ghost, he has a bad temper, and when things happen, he is not a good ghost. He is unreasonable and likes to get rough with people, so don't talk to him when you see him in the future."

Ruan Yang was a little surprised, so the famous Hei Wuchang is like this?

But these words came from Xiao Siming's mouth, and he chose to believe Xiao Siming's statement after a little entanglement in his heart.

Xiao Siming continued to shake the black material of impermanence: "He is still narrow-minded and likes to wear small shoes for his subordinates. If he talks to you later, you don't have to pay attention to him."

Ruan Yang nodded solemnly: "I see."

He was so obedient, Xiao Siming felt comfortable all over, even the impatience that Hei Wuchang had brought to him before had eased a lot.

The car drove all the way to the downstairs of Ruan Yang's dormitory. At this point in time, one after another, students returned to the dormitory with packed meals from the cafeteria.

Xiao Siming opened the door for Ruan Yang in a very gentlemanly manner, but he still didn't intend to get in the car after Ruan Yang thanked him.

Ruan Yang asked with some doubts: "Is there anything else, boss?"

Xiao Siming stretched out his hand to him, and frowned, as if he was about to do something serious: "Bring me the phone."

Ruan Yang was taken aback, and put his phone on it as he said.

Could it be that he wanted to do something for his mobile phone?

Under his curious and expectant gaze, Xiao Siming neither made a formula nor recited a spell, but took out his mobile phone with his other hand.

Ruan Yang saw Xiao Siming didn't know what method he used, so he directly unlocked his mobile phone password, then opened WeChat, and pressed a string of numbers.

When the phone returned to his hand, Ruan Yang glanced at it, and his eyes lit up immediately: Xiao Siming's profile picture suddenly appeared in his friend list.

It's the contact information he's always wanted but couldn't find a chance to ask!

Xiao Siming coughed lightly, trying to conceal his true intentions: "It's convenient to contact you when you need work."

"Okay!" Happiness came so suddenly, Ruan Yang squinted his eyes and laughed, his two dimples were wobbling, making Xiao Siming's hands itchy.

Then he popped up another sentence: "Boss, can I learn to draw symbols?"

Now he can only do the work of reporting, and he is too lazy compared to Wei Xuan who just rolls up his sleeves and fights with corpses.

... It's not required to be like Xiao Siming who bites monsters one by one, at least he must know a spell or something.

Xiao Siming was taken aback, he never thought that Ruan Yang would be so self-motivated.

After all, Ruan Yang was born as Pluto, the highest Yin god in the underworld.

Just wait until the seal is released, and the power will come back naturally.

But Ruan Yang looked at him eagerly, he thought for a while, and decided to follow his thoughts: "Okay, I'll find you some introductory books."

Ruan Yang got the answer he wanted, thanked him obediently and politely, and went upstairs with his hair curled up.

Xiao Siming didn't turn around until he watched his back disappear around the corner, and when he put his hand on the handle and was about to open the car door, he suddenly heard a small commotion from downstairs in the girls' dormitory opposite.

It was two girls talking.

The girl with long hair had a louder voice, and shouted, "Are you going to check his WeChat?"

The short-haired girl had a shy face, and her tone was nervous and excited: "It's coming, it's coming!"

After chattering with her, the long-haired girl asked again, "Hey, how did you get here? I heard he's not human."

The short-haired girl had a shy and timid expression, and her tone was a bit complacent: "I just told him, add a WeChat account, so that we can contact you conveniently when there is a need for work in the club."

Xiao Siming: "..."

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Xiao Siming went to search for some ancient spell books the next day, each of which looked like a rare treasure, but Xiao Siming dug out one after another, not feeling distressed at all.

"You read these few books first, and you can ask me if you don't understand."

Holding the book in his arms, Ruan Yang turned his head and plunged into the ocean of metaphysics.

These spells come in a variety of forms and have various uses, and most of them are obscure and difficult to understand. Even with Xiao Siming's guidance and demonstration, it is still very difficult to learn.

Ruan Yang found a relatively simple one, with notes below:

[The weather is dry and the fire is serious. If you have sores, this talisman can be placed on the sores, and it will be effective in half a day, and it will also have a miraculous effect on those who are not smooth. 】

Ruan Yang: ...So it is for hemorrhoids and constipation?

Those of you who study spells are too thoughtful.

Although this talisman seems to be of limited use, because it is relatively simple in the talisman, Ruan Yang simply copied it from this one.

The charm seems simple, but it is still difficult to operate in practice.

Ruan Yang is also one who refuses to give up easily. He almost forgot to eat and sleep for three days copying, and a healing talisman barely looks like a talisman.

He looked at the stack of "failures" on the table that couldn't even be called ghostly talismans, and then took a sneak peek at Xiao Siming, thinking secretly: It would be great if Wei Xuan was here, and I can ask for advice, Xiao Siming. He can't apply Siming's logic of being a top student.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, one second Ruan Yang was still wondering where Wei Xuan was, the next second he heard Wei Xuan's voice approaching from far to near, and then a group of unknown objects rushed in from the door like a cannonball.

This cannonball is Wei Xuan.

"Yang! Yang!" He asked Ruan Yang very enthusiastically, "Have you missed me recently?"

Compared with the previous few days, Wei Xuan has seen a lot of vicissitudes visible to the naked eye. Seeing his enthusiasm, Ruan Yang nodded sincerely: "I think about it."

Wei Xuan caught a glimpse of the pile of charms on the table, and asked curiously, "Brother, did you draw these?"

Ruan Yang scratched his head embarrassingly: "Yeah, I just started to learn, and the drawing is a bit ugly, so it probably won't be useful."

"Give me one," Wei Xuan said, "It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, I'll keep it as a souvenir."

Ruan Yang was also very happy to see someone wanted the talisman he had drawn, and immediately stuffed one for him.

The two were chatting, when Wei Xuan turned his head, Xiao Siming looked at him with disgust.

That look seemed to smash him against the wall in the next second.

Wei Xuan remembered that after Xiao Siming kicked him out that day, he ran to Mo Yu to confide his troubles.

"Do you think the boss has a crush on Ruan Yang?"

Mo Yu glanced at him: "How is it possible, he is just a human being."

The two of them were sitting on the side of the road at that time, and there was a tall wooden sign next to it, on which was written in cinnabar: Zhuge's magic fortune telling, one hexagram is one hundred; exorcising ghosts and evil spirits, if you want to order, hurry up.

When the evening wind blew, the cold leaves fell and sprinkled on the two people's heads. The scene looked a bit sad.

Wei Xuan smacked his lips, thinking that Mo Yu pointed out the key question: "What if the boss just wants old cows to eat young grass? Although Ruan Yang is a human being, he is super cute."

He is a junior who smiles like a little sun.

Unexpectedly, he just said so casually, but Mo Yu reacted fiercely and directly raised his hand to pat his head.

"What are you doing?" Wei Xuan covered his head in horror, "You won't...have a crush on the boss, right?!"

Mo Yu: "I have a crush on your size! Boss has someone he likes."

Wei Xuan: "...??"

Wei Xuan's eyes widened: "Fuck, who is it, why don't I know?"

When this topic was mentioned, Mo Yu's excited tone just now became ambiguous: "It happened many years ago... I don't know who the other party is."

Mo Yu changed the subject calmly: "Don't use your filthy thoughts to guess the boss all day long. If the boss sees you unhappy, it must be something wrong with you!"

Wei Xuan: "..." I was very angry, but I couldn't refute it.

When he was lost in thought, Xiao Siming frowned, and asked impatiently, "Are you here for something?"

Wei Xuan clutched his chest and made a heartache: "My dear boss, have you forgotten that I am also your employee?"

Xiao Siming: "..." I really forgot.

Fortunately, Wei Xuan didn't notice the momentary change in his expression, but turned sideways, and brought in a middle-aged man holding a business card from outside the door: "I took an order with Mo Yu and brought the guests over. for you."

The man saw that there was a world in this small utility room, and his expression was already very surprised. When he saw Xiao Siming, he shouted: "Great Immortal! There is a ghost in my house who wants to kill my family!"

Mr. Qu is 36 years old this year. He has been living smoothly for the past few years. He just moved into his new house last month. He never imagined that the newly renovated house would be haunted.

That day when he came home from get off work, he found that the door of the house was open and the lights were on in the house, but his wife and son who usually ran out to greet him when he heard the door opening sounded unusually did not show up today.

Standing at the door, he changed his shoes and shouted, "Wife! Lin Lin!"

Neither the wife nor the children responded.

Mr. Qu was a little puzzled. When he walked into the living room, his face changed drastically—there was a smell of gas in the house!

He ran into the kitchen, and sure enough, the gas in the kitchen was on, and the rice porridge boiled in the pot was already burnt and no one cared.

Now Mr. Qu panicked, turned off the gas, and was about to call his wife when he heard a faint sound coming from their bedroom.

——Could it be a burglary?

Mr. Qu picked up the kitchen knife for self-defense, and carefully touched the door of his son's bedroom. When he entered the door, he was stunned. His wife and children were sitting on the floor watching TV!

He was relieved, but also annoyed at the same time.

Since they are all at home, why don't they make a sound? Isn't this worrying!

Mr. Qu works as a full-time driver for the big boss. Recently, something went wrong with the big boss's company. The boss and his employees have been working overtime for several days, and even Mr. Qu couldn't go home until midnight.

He put down the kitchen knife, stepped forward and patted the two of them on the shoulders: "Honey, the kitchen pot is burnt, what are you looking at here?"

Unexpectedly, with this slap of his, with two "dong dong", the wife and children fell straight down together.