I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

The red-clothed specter gave him an accusatory look, as if he had asked some particularly exaggerated questions, then raised his hand, and angrily pulled off that scary long tongue.

He Heng: "..."

Are you so bold?

He Heng obviously didn't know how to react, so he could only persuade him dryly: "Oh, no, don't hurt yourself..."

After speaking, I don't know if there is a concept of self-mutilation for ghosts, so I closed my mouth again and smiled politely.

Only then did Qi Shu walk over with the small ceramic basin in his arms, and motioned for the red-clothed ghost to step back, blocking between her and He Heng: "Don't scare him——what's the matter with you? It doesn't look like it. Ghost."

"My lord has good eyesight,"

The red-clothed ghost smiled and flattered, and finally recovered his original clear voice, "I'm not a ghost, I bought this outfit from another senior who has gone to reincarnation, just to deceive other ghosts—it is said that It's not easy to be bullied."

He Heng: "..."

Are the current ghosts so deep in routines?

Qi Shu nodded knowingly: "So that's how it is...I said that Lord Ghost Police enforces the law impartially, and will not let a fierce ghost harm others in front of him."

This is clearly accusing the ghost messenger of stopping him just now and letting the ghost scare people.

The ghost was not annoyed—maybe his temper was tempered by the few ingots that were burned to him earlier, and he still explained very kindly: "She has no grievances, and she doesn't have any magic skills. She can't hurt people, at most scare people." Just a moment."

The ghost messenger pulled his innocent and ferocious face, and pulled out an earth-shattering and weeping ghost smile: "My little fellow Taoist also knows that it is common for ordinary people to be frightened out of their wits when they see ghosts. That's not a dereliction of duty, is it?"

Qi Shu turned his head very quickly, as if to wink at He Heng, but the dormitory was dark, and the two of them didn't have that much tacit understanding, and He Heng didn't understand what he meant.

He Heng was thinking about it, and then he heard Qi Shu take it for granted: "Master Guichai doesn't know, this is my new apprentice, and I haven't had time to go back to the teacher's door to register - I just want him to watch from the side today, so that he can learn more. — and not an 'ordinary person'."

He Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and thought to himself when did I worship a master, why didn't I even know it myself.

But He Heng is not stupid, he heard the meaning of defense in Qi Shu's words, and roughly understood that he should have turned his head back just now to indicate that he should not refute, so he nodded in accordance with his meaning, and asked very naturally: " Master, did I get into trouble?"

The roommate looked very upright, Qi Shu heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded at the ghost officer: "It's not that I caused trouble, it just made the ghost officer worry a lot."

The ghost messenger naturally went down the donkey, and waved his hand: "No, no, I was too careful——Young fellow Taoist has really achieved great success, and he can accept apprentices at this age."

Qi Shu nodded slightly, ignored its flattery, just took out two more pieces of paper money, burned them in the small porcelain basin, and said slowly: "It's because I didn't make it clear in advance, sir, you must not know. "

The ghost messenger accepted a lot of bribes from Qi Shu today, and he was much more talkative than usual, so he agreed immediately after hearing the words.

Qi Shu took the few ingots he had just folded, and put them into the small ceramic basin with sparks in two batches. Each had two large gold ingots.

Qi Shu nodded at them: "It's not easy to walk along the way, so let's take authority with us."

The two ghosts obviously didn't expect that they could also get a windfall, and thanked him very gratefully.The kid in red who had a soft spot for cosplay even smiled at He Heng, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "Thank you too, little brother."

He Heng was thanked for nothing, so he could only lie on the bed and continue to smile politely.

After the three ghosts were gone, Qi Shu whispered to He Heng who was lying on the bed: "It's all right, you can go to bed quickly."

Didn't ask him why he hid behind and peeked.

But He Heng knew he was wrong, and he had a lot of questions in his mind to ask, so he couldn't sleep steadily, so he could only maintain the posture lying on the bed and watch Qi Shu tidy up the wad of paper money and the small porcelain basin bit by bit.

It was still very dark in the dormitory, He Heng was afraid that Qi Shu might not be able to see things clearly, so he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and showed him.

Qi Shu thanked him in a low voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, what are you polite about?"

He Heng watched him pack his things, and asked without words, "The ghost whose voice sounded like scratching a blackboard just now is... Hei Wuchang?"

Can't count.

This kind of common-sense thing is the most troublesome to explain in detail, Qi Shu briefly explained to him: "The one just now was a ghost, and impermanence is a ghost, it's not the same."

He Heng looked confused, and made a thirsty voice: "What's the difference?"

"The difference is..."

Qi Shu thought for a while, and changed him to an easy-to-understand word, "Ghost errands are part-time jobs, while ghost errands are full-time jobs."

He Heng: "...?"

The sense of violation is too strong.

He Heng was quite surprised: "The ghost world...is this the only thing we're talking about now?"

Shouldn't the ghost world be like the ancient king of Hades, the judge of hell, and the ghost sent to hell? Why are there still part-time jobs?

Qi Shu didn't know where his knowledge came from.

"The human world has changed dynasties, there is technology and civilization, and of course the ghost world also has it."

Qi Shu spoke carefully, "After modern people die, they will definitely not be able to adapt to the ancient management mechanism when they go to the underworld. More and more modern ghosts will enter the underworld, and they will definitely..."

Qi Shu was still thinking about what words to use to explain to him, but He Heng answered excitedly: "Rebellion!"

Qi Shu: "..."

Rebellion is indeed rebellion, but to say it so bluntly, it is too shameless.

He Heng couldn't believe it: "The underworld will also rebel?"

of course.

Not only will they rebel, but they will also lose the book of life and death once.

He Heng had never heard of this type of ghost story.

It turns out that ghosts not only scare people, but also rebel.

"so you,"

He Heng hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to ask clearly, "Are you also... a 'part-time job'?"

Qi Shu: "..."

Don't you have yin and yang eyes? It's fine if you can't tell a cat from a ghost, but you can't tell a man from a ghost?

Qi Shu looked around and felt that he did not look like a ghost at all, so he explained to him helplessly: "I am not a ghost, but a celestial master."

Well, it turns out that my roommate is a heavenly master.

At first, I actually thought he was a poor little man haunted by ghosts.

I actually wanted to cover him at first.

No matter how you look at it, he is covering me.

"That just now,"

He Heng was a little scared when he thought about it, "Just now, if you didn't say that I belong to you, uh—apprentice, will that ghost kill me?"

"No, ghost servants don't dare to harm people at will." Qi Shu put the few talismans into the small porcelain basin, then put the small porcelain basin back into the original cabinet. After tidying up, he stood up and faced him. He Heng lowered his eyes slightly, "It's just to scare you—I've offended you just now, sorry."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant..."

He Heng still knew what was good and bad, so he sat up and waved his hands quickly. The mobile phone with the flashlight on shook a few times with his movements, and the shadow cast on the wall also swayed. I peeked first, and I apologize, I apologize."

Qi Shu shook his head, said "It's okay" softly, and then looked at the time: "It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

He Heng nodded, followed the path beside his bed, and waited for Qi Shu to lie down on the bed before turning off his phone.

But I can't sleep anymore. The experience tonight was too unreal. He Heng lay on the bed and digested for a long time before calming down. He could only bake pancakes over and over again.

He Heng made a lot of noise, and Qi Shu could hear him clearly in the same dormitory.

Qi Shu knew that this kind of hell would be difficult for a person who has been influenced by atheism for more than ten years, and he was afraid that he would feel scared and embarrassed to say it, so he took the initiative to say after thinking for a while: "If you can't accept this...or just Let’s change to another dormitory—I’ll submit an application to the school tomorrow, and I’ll go to the original single room.”

"Ah?" He Heng obviously took a while to understand what he meant, "No, no, it's not that I can't accept it... No, I've been able to see this since I was a child, there's nothing I can't accept."

Although He Heng's world view was suddenly impacted by those little grounds, his heart was still very clear, and he understood what he meant after a little thought, and explained calmly: "My grandma believes in Buddhism. After knowing that I can see ghosts, I always talk about these ghosts and gods. They are very scary. I guess she must have never seen them... I just thought, someday you will take you back to my house for a holiday, and let me Grandma also wants to see what ghosts look like, so she won't have to make up all day long."

Qi Shu lay on his back, staring intently at the ceiling.It took a long time before the dots of smiles squeezed into his originally alienated eyes.

"That's not good, it might scare the old people,"

Qi Shu heard his own voice, which gently spread into the dark night of this room, "But I may often invite ghosts in the dormitory, and you will often see them in the future."

He Heng agreed, and then asked: "Then can I take a photo with my phone?"

Qi Shu: "..."

Okay, now I'm sure, you may really not be afraid of ghosts.

In order to prevent him from being really excited to take a photo with the ghost he summoned someday, Qi Shu could only explain to him: "No, have you ever heard of the saying that the camera is a soul-absorbing box?——If you take a picture, Maybe that ghost will really get into your mobile phone, then come out after nothing, and swing around you twice."

"My grandma used to scare me like that, and I never dared to take pictures."

He Heng was puzzled, "But this thing, isn't Cixi's nonsense back then, is it true?"

"Ah, no... Cixi's statement is that the camera will take away the soul of the person in the photo. This must be false."

Speaking of the cause and effect of this incident, the content is too complicated, and Qi Shu can only briefly tell him, "But the little dragon spirit left in the late Qing Dynasty is on her, so what she said is still somewhat useful - just because of her sentence In other words, ghosts who have practiced a little bit can take advantage of the loopholes and attach them to cameras or photos that take the initiative to take pictures of them to avoid ghosts."

Qi Shu said one thing: "No matter what the original intention is, you are raising little ghosts—no matter the underworld or the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it is expressly forbidden to raise little ghosts."

He Heng felt the seriousness of the matter, and asked him nervously: "Then, what will happen if you really raise it?"

In fact, it doesn't matter much, as long as you hide it.

After all, the current Celestial Master sects will more or less raise some yin soldiers and little ghosts, which are all tacit shady affairs.

But saying this is not enough to attract the attention of my curious roommate,

Qi Shu thought about it, and felt that he should try to speak seriously.

"will die."

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