I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

Yin and Yang eyes are rare, and Qi Shu has never met them before, so he was not sure what kind of conflict he and Fu Zhuan would have.Strictly speaking, being a villain is not a big deal, and since the signing of the document is done with righteousness in mind, there is no need to resolve it hastily, otherwise if there is any unexpected direction in the conflict, the gain will not be worth the loss.

He Heng didn't really take this matter seriously, and joked with him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, as long as I don't get a wrong one when I'm not in English, I won't panic."

"Wow, that's a tall order,"

Tuantuan mocked, "What a lofty ambition."

He Heng didn't feel that he was being ridiculed, and his mentality was as good as ever: "Contentment is always a joy. Answering a question is the joy of a question."

Qi Shu put the signed book and the incense burner back into the cabinet, and then moved the little paper figurine and the review that had just been moved to the side to the table. After writing a sentence, he compared and looked at the small piece of paper on He Heng's desk, and fell into deep thought.

"Hey, you can't compare with me."

He Heng was delighted, "I have already written about my experience when I wrote the review, and now I am full of ideas and inspirations, and five thousand words is not a problem."

Qi Shu had no choice but to turn around blindly, temporarily ignoring the self-criticism after a day of dystocia, and put out the Avalokitesvara of Songzi that he brought back.

"Out,"

Qi Shu tapped on the back of the statue, "I'll draw a soul-cleaning formation for you now."

A little ghost floated out of the idol holding a plush bear, wearing a baby clothes that was several times too big.

He Heng was surprised: "What is this, where did such a small child come from?"

"It's a stillborn ghost."

Tuantuan explained to him succinctly, "I just recognized a mother for myself, and now I am going to reincarnate to find a real mother."

He Heng: "..."

The attack power of this explanation is a little bit stronger.

The kid looked at Tuantuan in horror: "Why can it talk!"

Tuantuan jumped to his side and bared his teeth at it: "Not only can I talk, but I can also eat you."

Kid: "!!!"

The little ghost took a deep breath, and opened his mouth full of air: "Wow, ah, ah——"

It cried for half a minute at a stretch, then stopped for a while, then took another breath and cried for another half minute.

Qi Shu had a headache: "Why are you scaring it..."

The little ghost was crying so hard that he was out of breath: "The cat wants to eat me, mother, the cat wants to eat me, mother, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"No, no, I was just joking,"

I have never seen this dough ball before, and it made me tremble because of its crying, "It's not that you don't cry, I don't eat you, I really don't eat you... Don't cry, ah, ah, it's killing me."

Coaxing a child is really difficult for a cat.

In particular, this cat is also the chief culprit for scaring and crying children.

Tuantuan humbly contributed all of his fluffy hair, showing the skill of coquettish rolling that he had hidden for many years, and then thrust his tail into its hand, finally making the little ghost stop crying.

The kid was still sobbing: "The cat wants to eat me."

Tuan Tuansheng collapsed into a piece of cat cake helplessly: "The cat can't eat you because you are pulling its tail."

He Heng covered his ears and looked at it for a while, curious: "Where did this come from?"

"I……"

Qi Shu didn't know how to explain his adventure this afternoon, "I just went to catch ghosts for someone, and I caught them back."

He Heng was surprised: "Didn't you go back to see your master today?"

Yes.

But my master only left me an agency that was locked with a big iron chain.

Tuantuan rolled his eyes, still regretting the emotion he had paid by mistake: "Don't ask, his master has no mother."

Qi Shu sighed, and explained: "Master happened to be away on something, so I caught a ghost for someone."

"By the way, it's obviously a stand specially left by your master after he ran away early in the morning."

Tuantuan didn't let him fool him at all, "Papi, Lu Papi! His mother is gone. Although his mother is gone a long time ago, his mother is really gone this time."

Qi Shu: "..."

"It just so happens that the haunted family is in Yangcheng, and Master specially left it for me."

Qi Shu said to He Heng firmly, "It's convenient for me and that family to go back to Yangcheng by car."

Tuantuan was angry: "Then he is also Lu Papi! Fortunately, I thought it would miss me after being away from home for a week, and would fry up small dried fish for me."

"The mentality is the most important thing."

Qi Shu patted it on the head, "Look, I don't have unrealistic fantasies like yours."

Qi Shu looked at it openly: "Our teacher's school is not on the path of warmth. It's normal for Master to take you down the river to fish on a sudden whim. He fried small dried fish for you on a whim. What are you thinking?"

round and round:"……"

Tuantuan lost his mind and muttered to himself: "It's my fault, I was blinded by the week's separation."

The little ghost obviously couldn't understand such a bizarre, tortuous and complicated mental journey of Tuantuan. He rubbed its fur in comfort, and then floated to Qi Shu's side: "Master Qi, I'm ready."

"Don't be so nervous."

Qi Shu dipped water on the ground to paint the soul-purifying array, and comforted him, "You see, I don't even use cinnabar...it doesn't hurt, don't worry."

The kid obviously didn't believe it.

When it was tricked into being sealed in the statue of Guanyin, the person in the formation said it didn't hurt, but whether it was it or the kid who was sealed in other statues with it, it hurt so much that it cried It's been a few days, and now I still have lingering fears when I think about it.

The stellar qi between heaven and earth does not tolerate evil things, and it is only natural to hurt them. This little devil more or less understands this truth. Although he is really afraid of pain, he still insists on staying in the center of the formation without moving. He only desperately hugged the plush bear in his arms.

It wasn't until the formation was completed and the stellar qi circulated faint golden light that the little devil's eyes widened in surprise, moved his arms and legs in disbelief, and laughed happily: "It really doesn't hurt!"

Qi Shu smiled helplessly: "It doesn't hurt at all... just stay well, and I will send you to reincarnation later."

He Heng came over to have a look: "Are you... Pursuing sentient beings?"

The word Purdue sentient beings is a Buddhist term, and Qi Shu cautiously reminded him: "It cannot be used indiscriminately, and it is easy to be accused of infringement."

He didn't know whether his roommate's statement about the defendant's infringement was serious or joking, He Heng also nodded cautiously, pointed at the brat, and seriously raised his hand to report: "Can I apply to listen to the story?"

There is nothing wrong with it.

Qi Shu picked up the Avalokitesvara, and prepared to deal with it later: "The family has been married for more than ten years and has no children. They went to the temple to pray for a child, and asked to return this statue."

"But this idol is not a serious idol. This little ghost was sealed in the idol."

Tuantuan continued, "This kid is an orphan, and wants to find a father and a mother for himself."

Tuantuan paused, and said intentionally, "Then Qi Shu brought this kid back."

Qi Shu: "..."

Although the prototype of the story is indeed true, it really seems cruel to me to say so.

It sounds like the Taoist priest who beats mandarin ducks, bad guys and good deeds in some stories.

Qi Shu had a headache, and added: "After this little ghost cultivates into a ghost boy, he can indeed avoid reincarnation, but after reincarnation, he will live for decades, and will disappear after death. This little ghost didn't know it before. Cheated."

He Heng still doesn't know the sinister things that the underworld has done, he just feels strange: "Why lie to it?"

The ghosts in the underworld are so overcrowded that it is not easy to talk about cleaning up a group of ghosts. It not only involves the face and image of the underworld and heaven, but also easily causes unnecessary panic.Qi Shu only said vaguely: "There is no good Taoist temple, just make some black-hearted money."

According to my roommate, the metaphysical system has always been so down-to-earth.

He Heng was almost used to it, and Wen Yan didn't even show much surprise, but just nodded: "So you brought it back?"

"No, there is still a gap in the middle."

Adhering to the idea that telling a story must be complete, Qi Shu dutifully explained to him, "That family already has a child—it was pregnant before the statue was invited home, but they just didn't find it. I didn’t want to harm anyone, so I tried to go to this family’s dream to remind myself that I hadn’t reincarnated, but the commotion was a bit loud, and it scared them, so I came to my master to catch ghosts.”

He Heng felt that the family's psychological quality was a bit poor: "This kid looks so cute, how scary it would be in his dreams."

Qi Shuxin said that it was covered in blood before you saw it.

He Heng teased the brat: "Come on, why are you scaring people? Come and try to scare me?"

As soon as He Heng finished speaking, the door of the dormitory was knocked three times.

He Heng was at a loss: "That's it? Or do I need to open a door?"

That little ghost was even more at a loss than him: "No, it wasn't me who knocked on the door..."

He Heng took a deep breath: "Who is that?... Did I recruit another ghost?"

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu was a bystander: "If you think about it carefully, it might be a classmate who came to visit."

……

It is indeed a classmate who came to drop by.

"It's my mind that's wrong."

He Heng opened the door in a daze, and fell into self-doubt for a while, "So how did I fall into the misunderstanding of ghosts knocking on the door?"

Yang Hao didn't know the cause and effect, and wondered: "What kind of ghost knocked on the door, ah, so you are watching a ghost movie? - No, watching a ghost movie won't make you cry."

"What are you talking about, why are you crying?"

He Heng felt that his words were strange, "Don't destroy me, it's okay to cry in fright."

Xin Yongqiang explained: "Just now we heard someone crying in the room for a long time, Yang Hao thought you were forced to cry by the review."

He Heng grabbed Yang Hao and made a gesture to kick him: "Have you seen anyone who was forced to cry by the censorship?"

Yang Hao said one thing at a time: "Me."

He Heng: "..."

I really appreciate you.

"I'm writing, I'm trying to write,"

Yang Hao had never written a self-criticism before, so he shed tears first, "But what I wrote was not sincere at all."

"It's okay, you don't need to be sincere."

He Heng saw it very clearly, "The dean doesn't look at your sincerity, he is just worried about the IQ revealed in our behavior of opening the school door and overcoming the wall."

He Heng patted his head: "As long as you can write, he will be at ease."