I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

He Heng paid great attention to the sense of ritual. Ever since he took Qi Shu back to his home and crossed Ming Road, he has been clamoring to see Qi Shu and his master, and the parents on both sides must meet each other before it stops.

Qi Shu didn't quite understand his mentality of wanting to use a loudspeaker to broadcast for three days and three nights when he was in love, but he seemed to understand a little bit after going home with him last time and calling his mother.

Acts similar to declaring sovereignty are actually quite naive, but the fact of "letting everyone know that this is my object" can indeed bring a lot of joy and happiness to both of them.

Qi Shu pondered for a while, and sent a message to Master, asking him when he would be free, and he wanted to take his boyfriend home to meet him.

Lu Tianshi originally debated with a group of celestial masters who were better than accountants at the Tianshi mansion in Longhushan whether there should be some inappropriate relationship between the price of the transmission certificate and the issuance standard. He didn't care to argue with them any more, he gave a high-five to everyone present with a big laugh, turned around and went out, leaving a group of celestial masters who were looking at each other behind.

"When there is time, there is time. Master has time here at any time."

Lu Tianshi called directly and asked him excitedly: "Is it the young man who accompanied you to the hospital that day? I thought there was something going on at the time, hey, did you guess right?"

Qi Shu was dumbfounded.

There is a drama, but was it that obvious at the time?

He Heng was not at all as nervous as Qi Shulin was before meeting his parents. He happily leaned over to the phone and shouted to Lu Tianshi on the phone: "It's me, Master! You really guessed right!"

Lu Tianshi was even happier: "Okay! When are you coming home?"

Just now, Qi Shu was not sure when his master would be at home, and before he could make a decision, He Heng continued to shout: "I can do anything, Master! I will listen to Qi Shu!"

Lu Tianshi couldn't wait: "Come quickly! Come tomorrow! Come to eat at home!"

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you two singing folk songs here?"

He Heng couldn't help but realize that his voice seemed a little louder just now, and he took the initiative to adjust the volume back to normal: "When shall we go home and have dinner with Master?"

Among the three, only Qi Shu, the client, seemed to be the calmest.

"Midterm exam next week."

Qi Shu called up the school calendar for him to take a look, "Should we go back this Saturday, or should we review first and come back after the midterm exam?"

He Heng didn't even think about it: "This Saturday - I don't really want to review anyway, and I don't think you want to either."

Judging from Qi Shu's usual study habit of writing homework, he really didn't think much of it.

Qi Shu didn't make things difficult for him: "Okay...Master, let's go back this Saturday."

Lu Tianshi was still immersed in the joy of folk songs: "Okay! Tell me when it's almost here! I'll order takeaway for you!"

Qi Shu: "..."

This is no way of hospitality.

But He Heng obviously felt the surging enthusiasm from this kind of hospitality: "Okay! Master, I want to eat Xinjiang fried rice noodles!"

Lu Tianshi agreed, and the service was very good: "Okay! Then I will order Xinjiang fried rice noodles for you! Do you want to add celery and small rapeseed!"

"No! Master, please don't add celery to me!"

Qi Shu: "..."

He said before that He Heng and his master will definitely communicate well when they are together.

But seeing that the volume of the two people's communication was about to confront the folk song again, Qi Shu resolutely stopped the takeaway exchange conference of Xinjiang fried rice noodles: "Okay, okay, master, let's go back on Saturday and hang up first."

"Don't worry about hanging up."

Lu Tianshi still had a surging heart of love, "What do you and Tuantuan want to eat? I ordered it for you together."

Qi Shu called Tuantuan twice, but did not hear anything: "Tuantuan has gone somewhere... I can also eat fried rice noodles, the kind that is slightly spicy. Buy a fish for Tuantuan, and I will turn it into a talisman to make it Eat it yourself."

Only then did Lu Tianshi hang up the phone contentedly.

It may be because the two of them are so good at yelling, Qi Shu didn't even feel "sorry", and just finished the part of notifying the parents.

Even ordered two Xinjiang fried rice noodles.

I just don't know if the takeaway can be regarded as sincere.

"Of course."

He Heng made a good living, "The fried rice noodles without celery are so delicious, Master is so considerate, I almost didn't remember it if I didn't ask."

That's fine too.

Anyway, it can be regarded as a good time for the host and guest.

"But how did you call 'Master'?"

Qi Shu remembered for him, "Didn't you call me Master before?"

He Heng has reason and evidence: "As the saying goes, master's master is called master."

Where did such a saying come from?

Qi Shu had no choice but to say, "All right...you can call me whatever you want, it doesn't matter."

He Heng pushed forward: "Speaking of which, I called Master, can I also learn some things like drawing talismans to catch ghosts?"

Qi Shu was puzzled: "Why do you want to learn this?... It's not easy to learn, it's quite difficult to get started."

He Heng is very sensitive: "Three people, two celestial masters, only I know nothing, I seem to be excluded."

Qi Shu: "..."

He Heng gave him an example: "Just like you and Lao Xia explored the library together before, you are both celestial masters, and it would be redundant if I followed."

Qi Shu comforted him: "It's okay, anyway, we won't hunt ghosts this Saturday, so it's not redundant."

Hey.

The little roommate didn't know when he learned this way of comforting others.

Qi Shu joked with him, and then seriously explained: "If you want to practice Taoism, you have to read the most basic horoscopes, and you have yin and yang eyes, so you can communicate with spirits, but the body with yin and yang eyes is extremely yin. It’s okay if the gang qi doesn’t go wrong, if something goes wrong, it’s easy to hurt yourself, try not to try it.”

He Heng was just on the spur of the moment, and once he heard that he didn't have any suggestions, he didn't get any more persistent: "Okay, then I'll think about changing to another industry."

The co-author is still struggling with his employment direction.

He Heng also felt that it was a bit early for him to be entangled: "Goal, set one first, and then change it if it doesn't work... But next time Lao Xia asks me what I plan to do in the future, I can't really tell him that I want to be an English teacher." Translate."

Qi Shu didn't quite understand: "Isn't it possible? Aren't you already supplementing your English? - Confidence is still needed. What if your English improves by leaps and bounds, and it will be a pity if you don't become a translator by then?"

"Old Xia thinks so too."

He Heng pointed to his new schedule with great pain, "Then he added three sets of grammar papers to me in order not to delay a rising star in the English world."

Qi Shu: "..."

The logic here is easy to understand, but the pain is also real.

Just as Qi Shu wanted to organize his words to persuade him, Tuantuan jumped out from nowhere: "Qi Shu, follow me!"

Qi Shu was taken aback: "...Is this a new escape script?"

The matter was serious, and Tuantuan didn't even care about his joke: "Come on, hurry up, or the ground binding spirit will be gone."

Earthbound.

After all, this is a school, not to mention the earth-bound spirits. Ever since the formation under the library was dismantled by Lu Tianshi, there are only a few scattered souls in the school.

Qi Shu could only think of one of the earth-bound spirits that were about to disperse.

Xue Xi, who came out of the enchantment by brushing up questions in the library.

"That's right!"

Tuantuan was very anxious, "It has been getting weaker and weaker since yesterday, and it was almost transparent when I went to see it today. It said that it would like to thank you two for giving him the test paper, so go over and take a look."

He Heng didn't know who they were talking about, but felt a tense atmosphere inexplicably: "What's wrong? Who is it?"

Tuantuan jumped over anxiously and tugged at their sleeves: "Don't ask, it wants to see you again, go over there quickly."

Earth-bound spirits are different from living souls. Once dissipated, the souls will return to heaven and earth, and their names cannot be found in the book of life and death in the underworld.Although Qi Shu couldn't do anything, he was quite willing to meet him for the last time to make it less regrettable. He hugged Tuantuan and said, "Okay, let's go there first. You can call Teacher Xia and ask him if he has time."

The last sentence was addressed to He Heng.He Heng nodded, and followed him out while making a phone call.

Tuantuan didn't quite understand: "Why did you call that celestial master who doesn't know much about anything? Doesn't it want to see you two?"

No, what he wants to see should be Teacher Xia and me.

When exploring the library that night, because there was a barrier, Tuantuan was kept outside and did not follow in. It should be because he and Xia Hong met Xue Xi in the barrier without knowing the whole story.Qi Shu simply explained: "It was when we went to the library with Mr. Xia at night and met, and Mr. Xia and I sent the papers to him."

Saying this, it seems that I have no sense of participation.

He Heng was very dissatisfied, and immediately added: "But I told it the topic—through Qi Shu's mobile phone."

Tuantuan was stunned: "It's not talking about you two?"

So how did I preconceive it?

"Fortunately, that earthbound spirit doesn't know what you two are called."

Tuantuan was shocked, "We chatted for several days, but people didn't say the same thing?... Chickens talk to ducks."

He Heng quickly called Xia Hong.Xia Hong is very fond of the earthbound spirit who loves to learn, and even collected a few physics papers that are said to be not too difficult these days. He asked the physics teacher for two sets of tutorial books that are said to be very practical. Send it over, just to give the child confidence, and maybe he can learn a little by himself.

I didn't expect how long it had passed, and it was about to dissipate.

His papers haven't been delivered yet.

The earth-bound spirit cannot enter reincarnation, and is trapped in the same place for years and decades. It dissipates either because of the resolution of obsession, or because there is not enough yin energy to support it.

It has been writing papers for several years, but as the memory declines, there are fewer and fewer questions that can be answered correctly, presumably it is not because of the fading obsession.

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