After thinking about it, Xia Yan looked at the adjacent table.

Now, it's comic time.

He shrunk down and came to the drawer of the collar table.

As soon as he entered, he noticed that something was wrong.

The comic book is placed in the center of the drawer, and next to the comic book, there is a mobile phone.

Touching his chin, he pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion.

It's a trap!

Lure with a comic book and take a picture with your phone!

Xia Yan looked at the boy and shook his head.

Didn't you scare you yesterday by resorting to such a trick!

And this hook is salty and straight, is it insulting the intelligence of the ghost?

You think that's going to stump me?

Xia Yan used his telekinesis to push the phone, causing the vertical phone to fall down with the camera facing up. In this way, the phone can only take pictures of the upper plank of the drawer.

He happily flipped through the comics.

In the beginning, Xia Yan would glance out of the drawer every time before turning the page to make sure the boy wasn't peeking, but as the manga plot gradually improved, he lost the patience to do so.

The boy felt the vibration of the phone falling, but the teacher watched strictly, and he couldn't find a chance to look at the drawer for a while.

When the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he seized the opportunity and lowered his head.

Xia Yan, who was turning the page, looked at the boys, and yesterday's situation was staged again.

Xia Yan was silent for a second.

Poke you in the eye!

The boy felt a slight pain in his eyes, as if he had been blown by the wind.

He reflexively closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the cartoon was placed in the center of the drawer, and the picture just now seemed to be just his illusion.

He rubbed his eyes, a little confused.

Am I wrong?

Picking up his phone, he watched the video without giving up, but there was no cartoon in the video. Dragging the progress bar, he looked at it over and over again.

The boy didn't notice that the teacher on the podium had finished writing the question and noticed looking down at him under his crotch.

The students who are staring at their crotch are either perverted or playing small tricks.

The teacher stepped off the podium and strode towards the boys.

Natsuhiko, who was floating on the boy's head, saw the teacher, and out of friendship for rubbing comics, he poked Rina Shimomura's neck.

"Ahh Rika Shimomura screamed, attracting the attention of the teacher and reminding the boys.

When the boy saw the teacher, he was startled, and hurriedly took advantage of the teacher's view of the village food, and took the mobile phone back into his pocket and eliminated the crime scene.

Without direct evidence, the teacher had no way to trouble the boys, so he could only stare at Shimomura Rina with a black face.

"Go to the village, come up and do the question!" The teacher said angrily.

Shimomura Rika walked onto the podium aggrievedly, she wanted to take a look at Ruri Hoshino, but she was afraid that Ruri Hoshino would continue to retaliate against her, so she could only endure it silently.

After the thrill just now, the boy didn't dare to wander anymore, he listened intently.

Xia Yan continued to rub the comics.

At noon, he again obtained two wisps of incense from Ruri Hoshino, and this time he did not rush to use them, but kept them as a backup to prevent Mimura from counterattacking.

Two wisps of incense can materialize one of his fists for about ten seconds, which is enough for him to deal with a team of less than ten people.

Speaking of this telekinesis, can other uses be derived?

I don't want to fly for the time being.,After all, the royal pen is useless.,Maybe you can resist a needle?

In Xia Yan's mind, there was a scene where he waved his hand and returned to the sect with ten thousand needles.

I don't know why I feel a little gay, the undefeated figure of the East always comes out to grab the camera.

However, Lu Xun said that whether it is a needle or a sword, what is effective is a good ability.

Wait until you go back and talk to Ruri Hoshino and ask her to get a needle for herself.

Now that there are two classes left before the end of school, Xia Yan has finished reading the manga of the boy at the next table, and he floats to the girl at the next table again.

The girl was secretly looking at a fashion magazine, and Xia Yan was reading the magazine.

When the bell rang for the end of school, he got into Ruri Hoshino's schoolbag and followed the girl in the direction of home.

On the way, he poked his head out from time to time to take a look, anyway, as long as he was not exposed to the sun all over his body, and not for a long time, depression could not knock him down.

When she arrived at the door, Ruri Hoshino suddenly glanced at the house next to her, and she came to the courtyard next door.

The yard is surrounded by a low fence, and you can clearly see the inside from the outside.

Standing inside the fence is a mother and daughter.

Ruri Hoshino was in a shadow, and Natsuhiko poked his head out in peace of mind and watched the three of them talk.

If anyone could see him, it would be a high school girl carrying a schoolbag with a human head.

It's a pity that no one present can see it.

It's not that Hoshino Ruri hasn't talked to others these days, but Xia Yan doesn't bother to watch, because those people are not good-looking.

And now, the reason why Xia Yan came out to watch is that the mother and daughter are both very good-looking.

The mother is about thirty years old, the daughter is less than ten years old, the mother combs the low ponytail braid, gentle and mature, and the daughter combs the ball hair, playful and cute.

I don't know if it's my personal temperament or my heart, Xia Yan feels that the mother is a little melancholy.

It could also be that there is too much sun.

"Sister Ruri!" Seeing Ruri Hoshino, the girl jumped excitedly in front of the fence.

"Good afternoon." Ruri Hoshino leaned down and smiled and waved her hand.

Xia Yan shook his head, the girl was too polite. Seeing this kind of cute little girl, the normal operation should be to pick it up and pinch each other's little fat face.

Standing up, Ruri Hoshino looked at the girl's mother again: "Aunt Keiko, thank you so much before." ”

Before? What are you doing behind my back?

Xia Yan listened carefully.

Keiko Shiratori showed a shallow smile and said to Ruri Hoshino, "Did you burn it to him?" ”

"Hmm." Ruri Hoshino nodded heavily.

Burn? To whom?

Xia Yan thought about it, and felt that what they said could only be themselves.

"I don't know what happened, but as long as you burn the money, he will definitely forgive you." Keiko Shiratori comforts Ruri Hoshino.

Looking around, Ruri Hoshino didn't answer the sentence.

Sensing Ruri Hoshino's hesitation, Keiko Shiratori continued: "In the story of Huaxia, those dead spirits will come to me in a dream, begging to burn paper for him, there is nothing that can't be solved by burning it once!" ”

Chinese? Xia Yan heard another word that surprised the ghost.

"No, I have to take responsibility for the mistakes I made." Ruri Hoshino shook her head, her expression a little depressed.

"That's right." Keiko Shiratori didn't say anything more, she walked inside, "Wait, I just made something to eat." ”

After three minutes, Keiko Shiratori walked out, and she handed Ruri Hoshino a paper bag.

Xia Yan floated out and looked at it, his eyes widening.

It's pancake fruit!

And it's an authentic version with a thin crisp, eggs, ham, and sauce!

"Thank you." Taking the paper bag, Ruri Hoshino said goodbye to the mother and daughter and returned home.

The girl ate the pancakes first.

Xia Yan also wanted to taste it, and when he was in school, his favorite was the pancake fruit at the school gate.

However, as a ghost, he can't even smell it, let alone eat.

Compared with greed, Xia Yan was more curious about Aunt Keiko, and he couldn't wait to ask, but the girl still had to do housework, so he could only endure it first.

By the time the girl was done, it was already after dinner.

While Ruri Hoshino was doing her homework, Natsuhiko raised the pen with her mental power.

Ruri Hoshino immediately spread out a draft book for Natsuhiko to write.

Xia Yan's manipulation of the pen could only last for five seconds at a time, and he wrote intermittently:

"What's going on with that Keiko?"

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PS：

Mom, I found out that Hoshino Ruri is an anime character, I just casually combined Hoshino Kana and Gojo Ruri!

No wonder the contracted editor expressed his doubts when he saw this name a few days ago, I must have been regarded as a strange author!

It's hard to change, just hit the name, hit the name, and the name will be Baidu first.