Who calls this thing a god?

In the spacious classroom, with the long bell for the end of get out of class, people stood up and packed their things in a hurry.The warm autumn light reflected on the desks and chairs, and Ye Jinyi sorted out his textbooks in the light.

Alone.

He sat in the classroom and waited for about 10 minutes, and the voice of the crowd outside the door finally gradually became subdued.

Ye Jinyi calmly put on the earphones, locked the screen of the phone, stuffed it into the right pocket, picked up the schoolbag, stood up and walked out. A series of movements were so proficient that they seemed to have been deliberated and practiced countless times.

This is a lonely dog ​​raised by Sun Gu.

Feeded only by his false love and deformed lies.

"Hey, I'm sorry..." Ye Jinyi blurted out his own apology before Ye Jinyi bumped into one side. Ye Jinyi habitually raised his gaze to stare at the lower half of the other person's face.

With just one glance, he can recognize that this is the deceased husband and grandson whom he scolded to death in front of Qiyou.

"……"Grass.

His "deceased husband" Sun Gu was born with a refined and refined face, and it was this face that combined with the hypocritical sweet words that scare him around, willingly lying in the poisonous net he did not work so hard for two full years , until the bones and flesh were eaten away and fell apart.

Ye Jin subconsciously averted his gaze, clutched the phone in his pocket and walked forward.

Suddenly the singing on the right side stopped abruptly, and fell to Sun Gu's fingers flickeringly.

Sun Gu hooked one of his earphones lightly and cleverly, and swayed his fingers around the earphone cable and said with a smile, "You still like to play the song so loudly, won't it vibrate?"

Now when Ye Jin saw Sun Gu's face, he felt disgusted, pulled back his earphone cable, and said angrily: "Don't be idle and fart, I'm busy breathing fresh air."

Sun Gu sighed pretentiously, "I forgot me so soon, no matter what..."

"What do you want from me?" Ye Jinyi was well aware of Sun Gu's pissing nature, and he didn't believe that he would come to visit when he had nothing to do, just to fart sourly.

Sure enough, Sun Gu leaned closer and stared at his eyes and said quietly, "Xiaoye, have you touched the newspaper-covered book I put on the desk?"

When the two of them lived together, the desk in Sun Gu's bedroom was often piled with seven or eight books in a mess, but he specifically told Ye Jinyi not to move, and the latter was obedient.

If there hadn't been a visit from the mistress, maybe he would have been obedient until he graduated from college, and thus he would never have opened the notebook that recorded snakes, ghosts, bulls and gods in his life.Not to mention that after kicking Sun Gu out of the house, he would use the copper coins in his notes to summon the God of Resentment in a moment of resentment.

Ye Jinyi felt a little guilty about this matter, so naturally he didn't intend to talk to him more. He frowned and said, "Who cares about touching your relics? If you have nothing to do, don't come to me. I look forward to returning the world to a clean universe." After that, he lifted his foot and left.

Sun Gu squinted his eyes watching Ye Jinyi's leaving back.

If Ye Jinyi really took that copper coin...

……

"Old Lu," Jiang Fusheng said while drinking milk tea while sitting in the co-pilot, "You said that the chief attaches so much importance to this case this time, is it related to the 'Silence School'?"

The man sitting back in the driver's seat cut a more rhythmic song.

After stalking the university for an afternoon, the smell of onions in the car has dissipated. He felt a little better, and said with a smile, "I guess so, the 'Shu Pai' will soon be full of a few moths." I'm afraid we'll forget that their old profession is a zoo."

In this era when humans and demons can already coexist peacefully, Jiang Fusheng and others belong to the "Special Investigation Bureau for the Coexistence of Humans and Demons" specially approved by the state. The Yaozu's law and order, and the Shu faction is a branch that broke away from the Ninth Bureau in the early years and became an independent branch.

They are also ghosts, but the Shu faction is sneaky and cruel, making it impossible for people to figure out what they want to do.

Jiang Fusheng lamented for his hair that died from overtime work, "The chief didn't tell you anything about the Shu faction?"

Lu Chan is the child picked up by the director, and he and his wife sponsored him to grow up. It can be said that the director and his wife have regarded Lu Chan as their own for so many years, and they have a deep relationship.

But because Lu Chan was sent to the military academy to hone in his youth, few people in the bureau knew about this, and Jiang Fusheng was one of them.

"It's not like you don't know that Lao Shen has regarded the Silence School as a snake and a scorpion for so many years, and he didn't mention it to me much." Lu Chan is telling the truth. Apart from relevant literature records, he really doesn't know much about the Silence School. .

"Oh..." Jiang Fusheng chewed the pearls in his mouth, and asked curiously again, "Hey, you didn't tell me why you named yourself 'Cen' last time."

"Want to know?"

"think."

Lu Chan didn't even roll his eyeballs, and said with a half-smile, "Then what should I do, modern people's aesthetics don't allow me to be called Father Lu."

"..." Jiang Fusheng choked hard on Pearl.

To be reasonable, I think the aesthetics of any era will not allow you to call this name that deceives teachers and destroys ancestors.

When Ye Jin returned to the corridor of the rented house with the vegetables, he heard the door of the aunt's house on the third floor open, and someone inside was singing something. He subconsciously glanced inside and froze like a dead dog. .

As far as he could see, a Taoist priest in a long gown was jumping repeatedly on the burning brazier while spitting an unknown liquid on his mahogany sword.

It's like a delicious barbecue.

"……"Hold.What is this for?

The aunt in the room noticed Ye Jinyi's gaze, and her body trembled as if facing a formidable enemy, and she closed the door.

Ye Jin twitched the corners of his lips, thinking that I'm not too rare to see.

He turned around and went upstairs with the newly bought vegetables.

When he opened the door, he smelled a bit of leftover beef and onions. He changed his shoes at the entrance and took a look inside. Qiyou was sitting at the dining table with his chin propped on one hand, and there was an empty plastic food container in front of him.

"Oh, where did the ancestors of the gods come from...a tribute." Ye Jin paused.

The immortal ancestor glanced at the plastic bag in his hand indifferently, seeing that it was a piece of green that stretched his face longer, he silently changed his hand and turned his head while resting his chin.

Okay.

Ye Jinyi shook his head helplessly, and was about to go to the kitchen to cook when passing by Qiyou, the latter seemed to smell something and sniffed it lightly, then sat up, his eyes fell on Ye Jinyi, and looked him up and down Once again, he waved at him like a dog.

Ye Jinyi "?" This special code doesn't really think that my fragrance is about to start...

Reserve food put down the vegetables in his hand, and walked in front of him suspiciously.

Do I need to put on a posture that is convenient for my mouth?

But Qi You just stroked his shoulder expressionlessly, and stretched out his fingertips in front of his face and twitched them lightly.

"Huh? Is there anything?" Ye Jin must have looked at it, and there was something like ashes on his fingertips, "Damn it. What is this?"

Qiyou waved the ashes away.

...Ye Jinyi suddenly felt that Qiyou's movements were as skillful as raising ashes.

Qiyou didn't answer, but said calmly, "What did you encounter when you came back?"

"Downstairs, the aunt's house is dancing the Great God, does that count?" Ye Jinyi always felt an ominous premonition...

Qiyou didn't seem very interested, just nodded, and was rarely willing to move his mouth more and asked, "What else?"

"Anything else?" Ye Jin thought for a moment, then said with a dark face, "I met that stupid dead husband."

As soon as the words fell, he actually saw a strange "knowledge" on Qiyou's face. Before he could think about it, Qiyou stood up and said, "Lead the way."

Ye Jin subconsciously wanted to hold up his hand and say "Hey" in a high-pitched voice.

"Where are you going..."

Then Ye Jin stared helplessly at Qiyou with a look of cerebral palsy and looked at himself, "...downstairs."

……

Standing at the gate of the crime scene on the third floor, Ye Jinyi stood behind Qiyou trembling, and said with a squeeze of his throat, "Ancestor, if we don't want to pay back, let's go back, we are so easy to be taken to the police/police/station ..." If he knew 10 minutes ago that the ancestor of the gods wanted to dance a tango with others, he would rather turn his mouth around with a sewing machine than utter a word.

Qi You raised his chin at the door lock expressionlessly, "Open."

One word, capable and concise.One word, send him to the ground.

What the hell am I driving!Open the door to the police/police/bureau!

Police/police/bureau, open!

is that so!

Ye Jin suppressed a mouthful of old blood in his throat, "Ancestor, we can't do this..."

"Yes. I know." Qi You replied patiently, "I tried."

...what have you been doing in my absence.

I finally know why this company wants to dance to the gods haha.

Ye Jinyi felt that one day when he died, he would shout out in a decadent voice: "God will kill me!"

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Qi You clicked his tongue impatiently.

Ye Jin stroked his throbbing chest, and said in a good voice, "Ancestor God, my key can only open one door, which is the cozy nest upstairs. I really can't open it. It's because the keys don't match. It’s not a matter of people not matching each other.”

"..." Qiyou was unmoved, and even wanted to scold trash.

He gave Ye Jin a cold look, raised his golden hand and patted the door.

Ye Jinyi: "..." No, you have to dance the tango today, right?

The aunt on the other side of the door raised her voice and asked, "Who is it?"

Qi You said, "I."

Aunt: "..."

Ye Jinyi: "..."

No, are all the gods of your class so hardcore?

Like a fucking dream.

The aunt thought it was some troublesome bastard, and cursed angrily, "Crazy! Hurry up..." Before he could say the following words, Ye Jinyi saw this great god frowning and said coldly, "Shut up, let me go in."

Ah ah ah ah let me die let me die! !I don't want to go into the police/police/station to make a statement with this kind of god! !

Aunt roared across the bank, Qiyou slammed on the door, Ye Jinyi shook his head frantically.The scene was once very chaotic.

Like a fucking dream! !

In the end, the god couldn't stand it, and said in a bad tone through the door, "Your house has ghosts."

"If there were no ghosts in my house, I would still be a jb master!"

Taoist: "..." I couldn't even refute.

Qiyou seemed to be "somewhat" impatient, and took a step back.Just when Ye Jinyi thought that he had finally given up on going back to the cozy nest, a thin layer of black star spots like smoke spread out from his body, like burning ashes.It is exactly the same as the "dirty things" he wiped off on himself.

"Give, me, open, the door."

The Taoist priest in the room was sneering, thinking that some milk baby would dare to compete with him for business before his hair was fully grown, when he saw a black shadow crawling and rolling in front of him with a whoosh sound, and went straight to the door.

Taoist priest:"……"

Taoist: "The ghost is about to run away!!!"

The aunt was stunned for a moment, before she could react, she was pushed hard to eat shit. She subconsciously thought that it was a good thing that this ghost ran away from her house, and she saw the door open in the next second.

The young man in red at the door looked over coldly with a dark face. The black figure neatly took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at his feet. He bent down courteously and gestured his hands towards the room, which clearly meant "please." Into" means.

Aunt: "..."

Taoist priest:"……"

Ye Jinyi: "..."

Someone give me a pestle so that I can return to my dream! !