Chapter 21
On the way back to the kindergarten, Li Yang received a voice call from Lu Yu'an: "Little Master, are you free now?"
"Well, go ahead."
"It's about my friend... Well, you talk to him." Then someone else spoke, and a strange handsome male voice asked in a sob: "Hello, Master. I would like to ask how much you charge..."
Then Lu Yu'an beside him patted his head in disapproval: "Why are you asking for money at this hour?"
Li Yang thought about his fee for the first time: "Three digits?"
"So, so cheap, wuwuwu, no, I mean it's a good conscience..." The man paused for a moment, sobbing and said, "It's like this..."
"I'm a screenwriter named Jin Youqian. I'm currently writing a horror suspense script, but, wow..." Jin Youqian couldn't contain his sadness. "Whatever I wrote, a ghost would come to me that very night, seriously affecting my speed in completing the manuscript..."
The dedicated screenwriter Jin is worried about his speed in completing the manuscript.
"Is there any way to prevent them from disturbing me..."
Li Yang concentrated and said after a while: "I understand. Let me think about it and call you back when I'm ready."
After hanging up the phone, Li Yang looked up at Zhou Du in the driver's seat: "You..."
"The word 'spiritual'." Zhou Du gave the key words, "It's in the Tai Chi class textbook 'All Things Have Spirits'."
"Okay, I'll go back and look it up." Li Yang said, "How do you know what I want to ask?"
"Hello, your old man's chance will leak." Zhou Du had a blank expression.
“…”
Half an hour later, the car got off the highway and passed the village entrance. Li Dongqiang leaned on the car window and stared at a certain place. As the car moved forward, his head moved with it. He sat back down until he could no longer see it.
Back at the kindergarten, Li Dongqiang jumped out of the car and ran to the trash can to copy something.
I took out all the beverage bottles and put them in another bag.
"Xiao Zhou, can you drive me to the place we were just at? I saw someone exchanging bottles for money, and he had a lot of money." Li Dongqiang politely ordered Zhou Du.
Director Zhou glanced at the bottles and cans in the bag and said, "Wait until you fill the bag."
Li Dongqiang thought for a while and said, "Okay." Then he put it away and put it in the corner.
Li Yang found the book Animism. Since it was a textbook for early childhood education, the painting style and tone of the text were a bit childish.
Turning to the page about the spirits of words, the illustration says that all things have spirits, including words.
Usually, stories written by people who are too obsessed will come true or create shapes out of thin air.
Li Yang called Lu Yu'an back, and Jin Youqian was still crying: "Master Wuwuwu, you finally called back! Is there any hope for me?..."
"I don't know, but I have a few questions for you." Li Yang, "Are you sure you wrote those things, or did you attract them because you wrote them?"
Jin Youqian choked up and thought for a while, then said, "I, I don't know. Oh, they must have been attracted here because they kept yelling at me to write faster. They wanted to read it!..."
Li Yang drew a circle on "come true" with his pen. "Besides this, have you ever written anything else that came true?"
"Yes, yes, yes!! One time, because of the plot requirements, I wrote a traffic accident. Three hours later, the accident really happened, and the situation was almost the same as what I wrote."
"Another time, I wrote about an earthquake in a place..."
"Oh, and there's more! I wrote a fanfiction about Lu Yu'an and Gu Jin, and then they really did uh--"
Li Yang:?
Lu Yu'an, what you told me last night was not the situation.
"In short, my friends in the industry all say that I am a writer. Some think it is unlucky, while others want me to write for them to win the Best Actor Award." Jin Youqian is suffering, "but this is the first time I have written a horror suspense script. Who would have thought that the first readers would be a group of ghosts."
It's not that Li Yang can't help him, but it's impossible for him to stay by his side and catch everyone he writes. "Maybe you have a special physique. There are many people like you, but some people can make their wishes come true, and some can make their words come true. But you can make whatever you write come true or attract some spirits to come closer," Li Yang said while thinking, "If it can't be cured, then you can wear a talisman to avoid the harassment of those spirits, but I can't draw it, you can find another master."
"No! I have the talisman, but it's useless. I even consulted many masters about it," Jin Youqian said. "One of them said that I was an immortal servant of Emperor Wenchang and that I was punished to be sent down to the mortal world for doing something wrong. The only thing I needed to do was to worship the emperor more often. But isn't this nonsense? If I were an immortal who came down to the mortal world, I would be a famous screenwriter now..." Jin Youqian complained in a low voice.
"Anyway, Master, you have to help me! Lu Yu'an said you are amazing!"
Li Yang was flipping through other textbooks.
Zhou Du boiled some water and poured two cups of water. He wanted to add some mineral water to warm it up, but then he remembered that the refrigerator was completely cleared out by Li Dongqiang, so he gave up. He turned around and saw Li Yang sitting on a small stool flipping through a book.
He walked over and put the cup in front of him, "Be careful, it's hot."
Jin Youqian and Lu Yu'an on the phone were stunned when they heard this.
This caring and cool deep male voice!!!
They knocked!
Li Yang was unaware and just asked, "How can we help him if this continues?"
Zhou Du sat across from the coffee table. "It's simple. Set up a trap to ward off evil spirits. But you haven't learned it yet."
"Teach me?"
Zhou Du then explained to him the key points of the layout.
While listening, Li Yang asked for Jin Youqian's horoscope.
Jin Youqian simply reported his eight characters briefly and then listened to their conversation.
Finally, Li Yang sent them the layout with the positions and what should be placed.
Jin Youqian: "Yes, sir! Got it! I'll go buy it right away."
After hanging up the phone, Li Yang heard Lu Yuan say:
[Little Master, I also have a question I want to consult you. ]
[You and Zhou Du, is this true? ]
Li Yang: “…”
Throw away your phone.
Neuropathy.
*
At night, after Jin Youqian had laid out his plans, he was eager to start writing the story of the new unit.
Then none of the ghosts inside came out!
Jin Youqian was so moved that he sent a red envelope of 666 to Li Yang.
"Thank you, little master! This game is great!"
Li Yang had just finished cooking the dishes and put them on the dining table. Li Dongqiang pulled Zhou Du down to eat.
When picking up the chopsticks, Li Yang received a message from Jin Youqian and asked, "Do you think it is possible that he is really a god who has descended to earth?"
Zhou Du glanced at him and said, "The Immortal Servant is not considered an Immortal."
"What about fortune telling?" Li Yang began to find these subjects interesting.
"Forget it."
Li Yang picked up a piece of braised pork and gave it to him. "Is it true that a boy's life will not last long?"
Zhou Du shook his head. "It's just that my fate is harder than that of ordinary people. There's no rule that you can't live to a certain age. You just have to endure the hardships that you should endure in your life."
Li Yang said "oh".
Li Dongqiang didn't understand a word and just buried his head in eating.
After the two people and the goblin finished eating, the goblin still did the dishes.
Li Dongqiang was washing dishes while burping. He ate three bowls of rice for this meal.
Li Yang opened the freezer and looked around. There were still some ice cream bars that hadn't been destroyed by Li Dongqiang. He took out three and threw one to Zhou Du, "Dessert."
Zhou Du reached out to take it and wanted to laugh.
After three months in kindergarten, the child finally became familiar with him.
Li Yang didn't think so much about it. It was just because he had completely separated Zhou Du from the person in his dream, and combined with last night's cooperation and treatment, he felt there was no need to be awkward and acted so naturally.
"There's no vegetables at home. Go to the village to buy some tomorrow." He said while biting a popsicle.
"Got it." Zhou Du opened the package and took a bite.
The next day, Zhou Du got up early, bought ingredients for four days, and started making breakfast.
Meatball soup rice noodles, sprinkled with chopped green onions and topped with steamed custard buns. Li Dongqiang smelled the aroma and pulled Li Yang down.
The young man took a sip of soup with a spoon.
Li Dongqiang was already eating the white rice noodles and custard buns in big mouthfuls, making satisfied sounds.
"Xiao Zhou, you are a great cook!" Li Dongqiang praised generously after finishing the last mouthful of soup.
Li Yang was playing with his phone while eating breakfast while reading Jin Youqian's message "Wow, I had a good sleep last night! I didn't get crushed in the sleep and there was no ghost urging me to update."
After the meal, Li Dongqiang saved the dishes and said he would wash them after lunch. He seemed to have become the leader in laziness, but Zhou Du supervised him and made him wash them.
Li Yang began to open a kindergarten textbook and read it carefully.
He found it quite interesting. He read one book after another and put into practice what he could.
The most interesting thing was the technique of inducing labor. He picked up a pot of roses and began to cast a spell, and the rose buds really bloomed.
The petals are a mixture of light and dark colors and have a refreshing fragrance.
Li Dongqiang, who was watching after washing the dishes, also found it interesting and followed suit, making a pot of osmanthus flowers fill the room with fragrance. Zhou Du, who was standing by, let the two children play freely.
Li Yang felt that anyone could perform this kind of spell.
The result was that four days later, when the teachers returned to the garden, they found that all the flowers had bloomed and smelled fragrant, so they asked what was going on.
Li Dongqiang said proudly: "Of course it was my benefactor and I who opened it!"
…The teachers looked at the wall of roses in full bloom and said, “That’s fine, but you have to pay attention to the season. Roses that bloom in the spring don’t seem to be suitable for blooming in the fall.”
Li Dongqiang said in a baby voice: "You have been teaching in this kindergarten for a long time. I am a winter melon that has become smart, but I still care about spring flowers and autumn flowers!"
Only Liang Tang said, "Li Yang, you must listen to the lessons carefully starting tomorrow."
These two people know that most spells cannot be cast by just one person. Even Zhixuan, the most talented kid in the Tai Chi class, has to go through countless trials.
After the National Day holiday, the children returned to the park and felt like they were back to the end of summer vacation. The Taoist priests in the Tai Chi class carried their sleepy little disciples down the mountain to take the bus, and even the students in the Lotus class yawned repeatedly.
In the afternoon, Li Yang woke up with the alarm bell and took a look at the class schedule - handicraft class.
When we entered the Tai Chi class, the kids were excited for a while and gathered around Li Dongqiang.
"Driver brother!"
"You got your hair cut! It looks so good!"
"You're in class again! You can't sleep in this time!"
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Li Yang, who was being educated by the child, nodded. Fortunately, Liang Tang rang the bell for class in time.
"One, two, three, three, four, five, six, seven, seven, eight." The assistant teacher held a drum bell in his hand and clapped it to the rhythm, "Little eyes——"
"Look, teacher!" The child, who had just had a good sleep, continued with full energy.
"Okay! Kids, let's warm up!"
The assistant teacher started the morning exercises, and a dozen children started moving to the cheerful music.
Fatty Liang called out to the last adult friend through the loudspeaker, "Student Li Yang, get moving!"
The children all turned around to look at Li Yang.
Li Yang: “…” He stood up and started moving.
The children then concentrated on doing their exercises with satisfaction.
After the exercise, the assistant teacher asked, "What class do we have this afternoon?"
"Handicraft class!" he answered in a baby voice.
"Okay, then the teacher will give you paper and scissors. What do you need to pay attention to?" asked the assistant teacher, holding a basket.
"Be careful not to cut your hands, and don't swing it around, or you'll hurt other children."
"Yes, that's great! Pass it on one by one and don't fight over it." The assistant teacher put the basket on the table of the children in the first row.
The children in the first row carefully choose the scissors and paper of their favorite colors, and pass them to the next one, and so on. The whole picture is harmonious and beautiful.
It was Li Yang's turn in the last row. He picked up a pair of scissors and paper. The assistant teacher came to collect the basket and Liang Tang started the class.
Today we are going to learn the art of paper figurines, and we are going to cut small paper figurines. Liang Tang has his own way of saying it: "Round head, small hands, strong belly, small legs."
A Q-version paper man comes to life.
When children cut them according to the formula, the shapes are also strange, but they can be used.
Liang Tang added one more step: "Small eyes and big mouth, finally blow the fairy air paper figure up."
Liang Tang blew a breath, and the paper figure in his hand stood up.
The kids held their breath and blew onto the paper figures, but only a few students in the class did so.
The standing little paper man scratched his head, waiting for the next order from his master.
Zhixuan: "Tickle me."
The paper doll then climbed onto her back and started tickling her, and Zhixuan laughed out loud.
Li Dongqiang: "Dance for me."
Li Dongqiang's paper figure began to dance.
"whee."
"Other children, don't be discouraged. Remember to concentrate and try again."
Then, most of the paper people stood up.
Li Yang actually stood up at the first breath. An assistant teacher standing in the last row who was in charge of discipline was shocked: "Teacher Liang... this paper man is full of yang energy!"
In their teacher's eyes, Li Yang's little paper figure was full of yang energy and glowed red.
This is a big treasure, it’s no problem to fight ghosts, okay!
Liang Tang walked over, took a look, and flattened the paper man with a book.
"Don't make it public yet, or these kids will be sad."
Li Yang: “…”
Fortunately, the kids in the Tai Chi class were not pushovers, and all of them stood up, except that some of the paper figures had their hands and feet mixed, as if they had not yet developed any intelligence.
Li Yang's paper figurine finally didn't have to hide its incompetence anymore and was freed from the oppression of the book, but it was so angry that it burst into flames.
Classmates: “Wow…”
"The driver is awesome!"
Many of the children were unwilling to accept the result and also asked to be sprayed with water and fire.
"Great!" Liang Tang said exaggeratedly, "Now, let's train the paper figurines' fighting abilities."
"Group in pairs."
The children started to compete with their desk mates. The whole classroom was in full swing. Some even left their desks and flew into the air to fight.
Especially the ones by Zhixuan and Li Dongqiang, they hit them directly in front of the teacher.
Li Dongqiang's little paper man hummed and hawed as he hit the ball straight, but Zhixuan's paper man dodged it nimbly and cunningly, spitting out a small fire.
Li Dongqiang's paper figure dodged, and "whoosh..." the small fire burned Liang Tang's beard. The other assistant teacher, who was blowing the red date and wolfberry tea in the thermos cup, subconsciously splashed it when he saw this.
The fire was out, leaving only a puff of smoke.
Liang Tang wiped his face expressionlessly, and two or three red wolfberries hung on his beard.
The whole class, including the two assistant teachers, were trying to hold back their laughter. Finally, someone couldn't hold it back anymore and started laughing together with everyone.
In the end, the whole class was given homework, so they had no free time in the evening.
During the break, the kids forgot about their homework and gathered around Li Yang's table, some watching the fun and some competing with their paper figures.
But without exception, Lian Zhixuan's paper figurines were all burned to ashes by Li Yang's paper figurines.
Xiao Zhixuan became more and more courageous as he cut a new paper figure on the spot, "Wait a minute, another one!"
Seeing that Li Yang was putting more and more things up for bet, the other kids got angry:
"Driver brother! I want to come too! I'll bet a row of Yakult!"
"I bet on my half-meter-long duck neck!"
"Wow, wow, wow, I want that too. I want to win my coconut milk back!"
Li Dongqiang: "My benefactor, can you give me the milk bottles and cans you won? I want to exchange them for scraps!"
Zhou Du, who was patrolling the garden, saw this scene when he came to the Tai Chi class.
The oldest friend took all the stocks of other classmates in the Taoist temple.
Gambling harms people, and some people even want to steal offerings from their ancestors for gambling.
Zhou Du: “…”
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