I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

Xin Yongqiang was stunned for a while, his eyes gradually cleared up, but the whole person seemed to have not reacted, and turned his eyes to the side bit by bit.

Yang Hao hid behind He Heng, and couldn't help but hide back when he saw him looking over: "You, you, you, you have to go in by yourself, don't drag me."

Xin Yongqiang didn't know what happened to him just now. He actually didn't have any special thoughts about that area now, and he was even a little scared when he saw the shadow that covered the sky and the sun.

"I..." As soon as he said a word, his mouth felt dry, his throat was dry and sore, he swallowed, "I won't go in either, it looks scary."

Yang Hao looked strange, and just wanted to ask, He Heng took a step forward and said: "Very well, congratulations, the youthful restlessness of the haunted house adventure has finally calmed down."

Restoring the earliest Yang Hao: "..."

"Well, don't be afraid,"

He Heng patted Yang Hao's little head, "Don't worry, we all know that you are cowardly, and we won't laugh at you."

Yang Hao: "..."

Stop it.

Yang Hao had a look of lovelessness on his face, and several people couldn't help laughing twice, and the atmosphere relaxed a little for a while.

He Heng took the opportunity to chase people back: "Go back, go back, your youth has already been chased, if you don't go back to sleep, you will be bald, go and go."

Both of them felt a little guilty, and no one insisted on going in to have a look, so they both turned and walked back.

He Heng originally planned to walk with Qi Shu at the end, but Qi Shu quietly stuffed a small triangular object into the palm of his hand.

It feels like paper and feels quite thick.

He Heng didn't know what it was, but subconsciously felt that it was very important, so he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to stretch out his hand to take a closer look.

Qi Shu opened the phone's memo and typed: [Hold it, don't take it apart. 】

He Heng nodded.

Qi Shu wanted to give Zhang Fu to the two of them as well, but he was worried that this kind of thing, strictly speaking, classified as feudal superstition would not be so easy to be accepted by others, so he thought about it and asked him: "The "Declaration of □□" Did you bring it?"

He Heng nodded quickly, took out the booklet from his pocket, and handed it to Xin Yongqiang under Qi Shu's signal.

"what is this?"

Xin Yongqiang looked over and over again, and guessed, "What's the use of giving this to me... burn it to pray for blessings?"

He Heng: "..."

presumptuous.

Is this your attitude towards the party?

He Heng patted his little head kindly again: "Take it, let the party's brilliance bathe you well."

Xin Yongqiang flipped through the pamphlet again, and suddenly realized: "I understand, matter determines consciousness, and ghosts are deceiving people—Brother Heng, is that what you mean?"

He Heng: "..."

He Heng: "That's right, that's right."

He Heng: "Hold it well, and meditate on the core of society/ism/values ​​in your heart."

He and Yang Hao were still frightened today, feeling guilty and flustered, and could only act like dead horse doctors, holding one side of the "Declaration of the Communist Party", walking back as if holding hands.

Qi Shu continued to type for He Heng: [You go to the front and lead them away, I am at the end. 】

He Heng vaguely felt that the matter tonight seemed quite serious, so he didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, and took two steps forward, vaguely half a step ahead of the two of them.

The two little classmates who hadn't chased after their youth were also a little frightened, and they all followed back obediently.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Since the two of them grasped the "Declaration of the Communist Party", their hearts seemed to have settled down a lot, and the surroundings seemed to be less scary.

Qi Shu stopped where he was, took out another talisman in his pocket, and slapped it in the air, and the talisman was suspended in the air.

Surrounded by pale street lamps, hideous branches of locust trees in front of my eyes, and mottled tree shadows on the ground.The talisman paper hanging in mid-air was faintly shining, forcibly suppressing the eerie and cold atmosphere.

Qi Shu recited the formula in a low voice, and the talisman paper spontaneously ignited without wind, burning violently in mid-air.

The scorching fire was a flash, and the talisman paper burned up quickly, and the ashes of the burnt talisman floated into the locust tree forest as if blown by the wind.

He Heng was walking in front, as if he suddenly heard a shrill howl in his ears.

He subconsciously wanted to look back, but Tuantuan ran out from nowhere, stretched out his tail and hooked his neck, threatening in a low voice: "If you don't want to be possessed, don't fucking turn around, you want to take your own head Playing an invincible whirlwind top?"

He Heng: "..."

The cat owner even cared about people with a sense of Zaun.

Qi Shu didn't care anymore, he took two quick steps to catch up with He Heng and the others, and when Xin Yongqiang couldn't help but want to look back, he reminded him: "Don't look back when you walk at night."

Xin Yongqiang was taken aback by him, and he also remembered what the old people said when he was a child, so he didn't dare to look back.

Several people turned into the dormitory building the same way, and He Heng sent the two of them back to the dormitory, and then went to their own dormitory with Qi Shu.

After entering the dormitory and turning on the light, He Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to take a closer look at the little triangle Qi Shu gave him just now.

It looks like it is made of talisman paper, layer by layer, and you can still see the patterns of cinnabar paintings.

"This one……"

He Heng didn't know what this thing was called, so he asked Qi Shu, "Is it still useful?"

Qi Shu glanced at it: "It should still be useful—did it have any special reaction just now?"

He Heng was at a loss: "What reaction?"

"Whether it's bright or not, and whether it's hot or not, how can it respond?"

Tuantuan stretched out his paws and pawed, "It's okay, it can still be used——those bastards didn't dare to follow."

Qi Shu nodded: "Then it's nothing."

He Heng asked cautiously: "Who is 'little/pussy boy'...a ghost?"

Tuantuan meowed lazily.

This word is presumptuous.

But it fits the identity of a cat owner.

Qi Shu thought for a while, and brought him a requiem talisman to ward off evil spirits, and folded it into a small triangle for him after thinking about it.

"Sorcerer,"

Qi Shu explained to him, "Just take it with you for two days."

He Heng keenly felt something was wrong.

"This time we..."

He Heng worded his words cautiously, "Have you messed with something?"

Today the two of them have been very close together, and in the end I asked him to walk forward with the talisman. It is normal for him to feel something is wrong, Qi Shu simply did not deliberately hide it from him, and nodded: "Yes, but It's not a big deal."

He Heng was not sure where his standard of "not a big deal" was, and hesitantly probed: "Then, can I ask a few questions—if I mention it now, will the ghosts continue to pester me?"

"It dares."

Tuantuan flicked his tail disdainfully, "Here, I'll eat one."

He Heng: "!!!"

awesomeness.

"Tuantuan is different from ordinary ghost cultivators. They are so karmic and fateful that they can even touch talismans,"

There was a little unconscious pride in Qi Shu's tone, "Ordinary ghosts can indeed be dealt with."

Tuantuan meowed again, proudly raising his head.

Get rid of me.

Co-authoring the entire dormitory is my waste.

Even cat owners can cover me.

He Heng felt that he had experienced the joy of lying down for the first time.

Cool is really cool.

It's cool to lie down and win for a while, but it will always be cool if you can lie down and win all the time.

In the face of ghosts, I don't need dignity.

He Heng picked up Tuantuan, and asked while rubbing: "Then, what happened to Xin Yongqiang just now? It's so weird that he insisted on going into the woods."

Tuantuan said concisely: "Possession."

"What possession, is he possessed by a ghost?"

He Heng was horrified, "Did I break my wrist with a ghost just now?"

It stands to reason so.

Tuantuan raised his paw to pat him, then pointed to himself, and comforted him, "It's okay, you're still rubbing a ghost's hair now."

He Heng: "..."

That's right, but.

This is totally two different things.

"Then they'll be fine,"

He Heng was a little worried, "Didn't you say that you will be seriously ill after being possessed by a ghost?"

Qi Shu shook his head: "No. Just now you led the way with a talisman, and no kid followed all the way back. They also brought that "□□/Declaration", and it can be resolved with a little yin."

He Heng: "..."

Even though I know you're serious, I still think you're joking.

He Heng still found it unbelievable: "Is that book really useful?"

Qi Shu didn't know where he got so many doubts, so he nodded naturally: "Of course it works."

Well, I don't understand anything anyway.

You say it works and it works.

What happened tonight was too scary. Although it was past three o'clock in the morning, He Heng felt that he couldn't fall asleep even when he was lying on the bed. Seeing that Qi Shu didn't seem to have any plans to sleep, he asked him again as if chatting: "What about Xin Yongqiang?" How did you become possessed—when did you find out?"

Qi Shu shook his head: "Tuantuan discovered it first—that place is too dark, and my magic weapon can only be used as a warning,"

He Heng grabbed the key words with great interest: "What is your magic weapon, can I have a look?"

"A string of five emperors' money."

There's nothing he can't see, Qi Shu generously showed it to him, "It's very common to ward off evil spirits and suppress evil spirits."

He Heng still knows a little bit about the five emperors' money. From the perspective of collecting antiques, this thing can be divided into two types: the big five emperors' money and the small five emperors' money.

The Little Five Emperors are Wutong treasures, and there are many handed down from generation to generation. You can find them in any antique market, but it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake, and it is not easy to collect a set.

The Great Five Emperors are Qin Banliang, Han Wuzhu, Kaiyuan Tongbao, Song Yuan Tongbao, and Yongle Tongbao.

Qi Shu's string is a set of five emperors' coins.

He Heng's grandfather loved to collect this kind of antiques when he was alive. There are quite a few in his family's collection, but he has never been able to collect a complete set of five emperors' money.

Unexpectedly, the treasures that the old man has been talking about for so long can be seen in his roommate.

He Heng looked at the string of copper coins strung together with red strings, and couldn't help making a poor voice: "Is this string a lot of money?"

This answer sounded a bit suspicious of showing off his wealth, so Qi Shu smiled subtly: "Master gave it."

He Heng: "Wow——"

Maybe it's because I haven't seen the world, but I think your master is really amazing.

Master background.

Tuantuan: "Oh."

Tuantuan: "What a fart."

Tuantuan: "You haven't seen how his master tricked him into getting here."

What I said was a bit disrespectful, Qi Shu frowned disapprovingly: "Tuantuan."

Tuantuan flicked his tail and muttered, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

It paused, probably remembering how many kittens the incomprehensible master had raised, and added: "But that old man really cares about you——Your fate is too yang, This is the magic weapon that is balanced with yin energy and dragon energy and is suitable for you."