Chapter 42

Two days after the ghost building was leveled, Jing Cheng discovered a very strange thing.

Nanming Middle School was restless.

I don't know if it's his illusion, from the internal staff to all the students in the international class, it seems that there is an invisible aura brewing in the school, such as joyful, expectant, excited and so on.A man's face peeks out.

The sanitation workers became active out of nowhere, and there was no rubbish in the entire campus, and the fallen leaves were swept to one place early.

This sense of pleasure seems to affect the environment of the entire campus, even the early birds are chattering more than before.

Jing Cheng originally thought that everyone's excitement was the aftermath of the ghost building being leveled. Because of Mr. Xu's incident, the principal still trusted Jing Cheng, so he went to the principal's office that afternoon and told the principal that he could solve the ghost building.When the question was asked, the principal was so excited that he even accidentally broke the teacup.

It wasn't until Qin Yan, who had always been moody and angry, began to smile on his face, that Jing Cheng was really surprised.

"Did anything good happen in school recently?" Jing Cheng couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and asked doubts on the way to the cafeteria for breakfast, "I see that everyone seems to be very happy."

Fu Le gave him a strange look, "You don't know?"

Jing Cheng's face clearly said, "If I knew, why would I ask you?"

Fu Le was stunned, thinking back for a moment, then suddenly patted his forehead and said: "I almost forgot, you just transferred here, it's normal if you don't know."

Jing Cheng was puzzled, so what?

Fu Le had a smug expression, and said in a flamboyant tone: "You were in a public school before, and you probably haven't seen it before. If you want me to say that you should have come directly to our Nanming Middle School when you were in high school, look at how many good things you missed. Hehehe......"

Fu Le should be called Brother Fu, and he babbled all day long, but he didn't have a single point.

Jing Cheng didn't want to ask him any more, and turned to look at Qin Yan expectantly.

The corners of Qin Yan's lips curled up slightly. He liked Jing Cheng's dependent eyes when he looked at him, and said lazily: "If there are no accidents, the head teachers of each class will announce this matter this afternoon."

Jing Cheng gritted his teeth: "...Can't you just say it directly?"

Qin Yan smiled: "No."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly into the cafeteria.

Jing Cheng looked at his back sadly, this guy... well, don't learn, what kind of bad taste is this!

Are you still concealing his solution to the ghost building before blaming yourself?

But how can you talk casually about the damage to the Monster Suppressing Monument?After all, this is the mission of their Jing clan, and it may not be a good thing for ordinary people to know.

Once human curiosity is aroused, it is difficult to take it back... The Celestial Master who saved the people from the fire and water is no exception.

Jing Cheng knew that it was impossible for him to get something out of these two people. In fact, he could just ask anyone to ask, but he didn't do it.

While eating breakfast, Jing Cheng relentlessly slapped the two of them sideways, and the clinker and the two of them seemed to have discussed it in advance, they all kept their mouths tightly shut, and didn't mention a single point.

Qin Yan did it on purpose, but Fu Le only followed the boss's lead. He was about to tell Jing Cheng, but Qin Yan forced him to stare back at him.

Two childish ghosts.

Jing Cheng rolled his eyes, and began to observe the faces of the two calmly, this would never deceive him.

Qin Yan was close to him, and his fate was faintly connected with him, and fortune-telling was not considered close, so it didn't look obvious on his face.

But he found that Qin Yan's Yintang complexion was ruddy, and the husband and wife palace was bright, with peach patterns appearing, which was a sign that the red luan was moving.

Jing Cheng was surprised, this kid was going to be lucky, but he was actually someone close to him!

Forget it, Qin Yan is also 19 years old. In his era, children could go to the streets to make soy sauce... Thinking about it this way, it's too late for him to be lucky.

Jing Cheng couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, bored?Melancholy?

Anyway...it's weird.

How can a cultivator fall into the small love of ordinary people?

what to do?He kind of wants to beat the mandarin duck... stop!This bad idea is not worth it!

Jing Cheng thought blankly, wait until he sees Qin Yan's peach blossom then, if he can't pass his test, he will crush this peach blossom with his own hands.

The two people who were eating didn't realize that Jing Cheng was observing their faces. Fu Le took a sip of the seafood porridge, sighed, and smacked his lips: "The seafood porridge in our school tastes more authentic than the restaurants outside.In half a year, everyone will graduate, and I feel a bit reluctant to think about it..."

Qin Yan said: "A bowl of seafood porridge makes you so greedy? Did your father abuse you at home?"

Fu Le pointed at him, shook his head and said, "You don't understand the world of foodie, you can ask Cheng Zi, he must have the same idea as me."

After the ghost building incident, Fu Le, no matter how stupid he was, understood that the Jing Cheng in front of him was not the same person as the Jing Er he knew before.I hate being picky, and even the address has become a lot more intimate.

Qin Yan's complexion was not so good, he remembered the scene when Fu Le wanted to add Jing Cheng's WeChat in front of him.

That cute big orange profile picture is no longer in his circle of friends alone.

Jing Cheng was called on suddenly, and he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses: "What did you say?"

Fu Le said seriously: "We are discussing the common language of foodies, which is a vast knowledge. On this point, I think Jing Cheng and I should have a lot..."

Qin Yan said unhappily: "It's nothing. Shut up." The last sentence was addressed to Fu Le.

Fu Le choked: "...Okay."

Damn, why did I offend brother Yan? Why did he look at me with murderous eyes??

Jing Cheng looked at the two of them strangely, thinking he was baffled.

After eating, the three of them walked towards the teaching building.

Fu Le couldn't help but moved closer to Jing Cheng, licked his face and said, "Young Master Jing, do the math for me, am I going to be lucky recently?"

When Jing Cheng was eating just now, his mind was on Qin Yan's place, but he forgot to observe Fu Le's face. Hearing the embarrassment in his tone now, he couldn't help but look at him seriously, and said in amazement: "How could youThink so?"

Fu Le said depressedly: "What? Isn't it?" He could hear the negative tone in Jing Cheng's tone, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Jing Cheng glanced at him, and thought that Yintang had bad luck, which was clearly a sign of bad luck. After all, secrets should not be leaked easily, so he could not elaborate, but said vaguely: "Well, pay attention when you go out recently.Go somewhere, don't be too curious."

All the amulets he painted recently have been given away, and the yellow paper is also used up, otherwise, give him an amulet that can help him block.

Qin Yan interjected from the side: "This kid picked up a red envelope of 300 yuan when he came back from the Internet cafe last night, which made him very beautiful. He didn't believe it was a waste of money to eliminate disasters, so he insisted that he was lucky.”

"You picked up a red envelope?" Jing Cheng frowned, "Are you short of money?"

Looking at Fu Le's face, he is obviously a child of a rich family. He usually spends money lavishly, so it doesn't look like he is short of money?

Fu Le pouted: "Money on the side of the road, if you don't pick it up, you won't pick it up. If I don't pick it up, someone else will pick it up."

Qin Yan said: "The key point is that the money is in the wrong place, obviously someone threw it there on purpose."

Fu Le seemed to have thought of something, and frowned in disgust: "I probably flew there by accident, wasn't it windy last night?"

Jing Cheng was confused by their secretive words, "What's going on? Please explain clearly."

Fu Le hesitated and said: "That's right... there is a black cat's body not far from the red envelope. It must have been crushed to death by a car. Its body has been shrunken and it looks quite bloody."

Jing Cheng understood it this time, and he could string things together with a simple thought. He disapproved and said, "That should be the car owner's conscience. The compensation money given to the black cat, how can this money be moved casually?"

Fu Le was not convinced: "Why haven't I seen it before?"

"It's said that the owner of the car found out with conscience, are you stupid?" Qin Yan sneered.

Jing Cheng said seriously: "The black cat is different from ordinary animals. It has a bit of spirituality. It's fine if the owner doesn't give money. If you give money, it's the black cat's money and you can't touch it."

Fu Le got goose bumps all over his body when he said this. He rubbed his arms and couldn't help asking: "What should I do then? Will the black cat turn into a ghost cat and ask me for money after death? No, itA cat also knows it's money? That's too clever."

"..." Jing Cheng said with a black hair, "What are you thinking? If all creatures turn into ghosts after death, wouldn't the world be in chaos? But the money has a bit of a dark air, which makes you unlucky for a whileThat's all."

Fu Le breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, it's not that ghosts haunt me. Anyway, I'm often unlucky, and I'm used to it."

Jing Cheng glanced at him hesitantly, wanting to say that this bad luck is different from what you think, even though it is not a ghost, it is not much better.

Forget it, let him follow him to have a look when the time comes.

The author has something to say:

I'm over an hour late today, sorry.

Well, heard from the older generation that if you find money on the side of the road, spend it quickly if you can't find the owner.

I saw this cat thing a while ago, but there was only three yuan next to it, but people came and went, but no one picked it up.

I feel sorry for the cat, but I am timid.