"Hey, Jiang Sheng, you made a lot of mistakes in the English test paper of Unit 2."

Inside Zhuang Kite's rental house.

Yang Momo was sitting at a square table, examining the two scrolls in his hand.

I have to go back to school tomorrow.

For the purpose of taking care of her daily identity, she came in the afternoon and invited Jiang Sheng and Zhuang Yuan to hold a study meeting together.

But although it is a study, in fact, these three are just making up homework.

"Ah, is there one?"

The black cat, which had just finished writing the test paper and turned back to its original form, was now lying down on the table and eating cookies.

"Yes."

Glancing helplessly at the free and loose Jiang Sheng, Yang silently returned the cat's roll casually.

"I said you, can you be a little more serious, if you take the exam like this, you won't get a good grade."

"I'm a cat."

Jiang Sheng, whose mouth was full of biscuit crumbs, shook his beard.

"Cats don't go to college, what do you want grades?"

"Then don't interfere with me and the little kite's reading!"

Yang Momo, who was angry, ravaged the black cat's ears and cheeks with his fingers, causing Jiang Sheng to show his tiger teeth.

"Did I affect you, I just stayed by and ate cookies, it's clear that you are influencing me."

"Eat biscuits and eat biscuits, can you eat biscuits with that mouth, leaks everywhere."

"Hey, talk is talk, don't attack your physical defects."

"I'll just target the defects, how about you."

"Meow meow wow wow woo!"

"You scolded me?"

"I didn't scold you."

"You're just scolding me!"

"What am I scolding you for, meow woo wow."

"You're still scolding!"

On the table, Yang silently grabbed the back of the black cat's neck.

The black cat, on the other hand, tilted its head and chirped, not knowing what it was saying.

Looking at the scolding appearance of the two "people", Zhuang Yuan secretly smiled.

If you think about it carefully, she seems to have been a little lucky in her misfortune.

At least she didn't really kill anyone, at least she didn't really live on the streets.

At least she didn't really, driven by all kinds of tribulations, to become some kind of evil ghost that harmed people.

At the very least, she had a completely different path to choose from.

Yes, on this afternoon with blue skies and sunshine, white clouds and breezes, notes and erasers, and sweet orange juice and cookies.

Zhuang Kite finally took a step in the direction of staying away from the calamity.

Someone reached out and grabbed her.

From a, also not very bright.

Speaking of which, when I graduate, can I stay and work in the spiritual office? ’

As if suddenly thinking of something, Zhuang Yuan used the notebook in his hand to ask a question.

This is probably the first time she imagined the future after her mother's death.

"Of course."

Yang silently saw this problem and patted Zhuang Yuan's shoulder with a smile.

"Don't say you're graduating, when this is over, you'll be a full-fledged psychic person. There will be establishments, contacts, superiors, subordinates and salaries. And I, as your senior and teacher. It will also be responsible for providing you with all kinds of specific guidance. ”

May I ask, then, what are the general tasks of the psionics? ’

Zhuang Yuan lowered his head unconsciously, and then asked slowly in words.

"Oh, that's not easy."

Yang Momo finally let go of Jiang Sheng's neck, and then crossed his waist with one hand and said: "It's nothing more than subduing demons and eliminating demons, maintaining law and order, and helping others." ”

'Helping others? ’

Zhuang Kite's eyes fluctuated slightly.

"That's right." Yang silently clenched a palm.

"With us, these unfortunate abilities."

Is it.

In the future, can I also use my misfortune to help others get rid of suffering?

Zhuang Yuan thought, and gradually felt a little soft in his heart.

In that case, if you can do that to that extent.

Will I be able to let go?

Just wait until the revenge is over, so that others don't have to follow the path I have walked again.

……

"Team leader, the calamity on Zhuang Kite's body has loosened."

Opposite the apartment building.

A psychic who was monitoring the situation lowered his binoculars and reported to the walkie-talkie at his neckline.

"Oh, it seems that Jiang Sheng's plan is going well." Bai Guanji's voice came from the other side of the walkie-talkie.

"Yes, as it stands, it only takes a few more slackening of that bad luck for us to try to purify our misfortunes."

The psychic who was performing field duties casually expressed his judgment, and then shoved a loaf of bread into his empty mouth.

"Well, after so many days, there's finally good news."

Bai Guanji's voice sighed with emotion, and it rarely became softer.

"But team leader, I'm still a little worried about weird collaboration."

Quickly swallowing the food into his stomach, the psionic man continued to speak to the walkie-talkie.

In this regard, Bai Guanji also agrees.

"Indeed, after all, we still can't confirm whether they are related to the last two strange cases."

"And this morning, I also found some unusual psionic reactions near Zhuang Kite's house."

The psionic said, opening the water bottle beside him and taking a sip of water.

"Oh, what it looks like." Bai Guanji asked solemnly.

After pondering for a moment, the psionic man analyzed with considerable certainty.

"That fluctuation doesn't belong to the supernatural, nor does it belong to any one of us."

"Yes." Bai Guanji groaned for a while.

"It seems that the other party has props to hide his whereabouts and breath, where did you find the reaction, I'll go over and see for myself."

"136 Lower River Street, next to the second trash can behind the grocery store."

"What are you doing with rummaging through other people's trash cans?"

"No, team leader, I'm going to take out the trash."

"In this way, then I know, you continue to hold the mission objective, and it is better not to show up without accidents."

"I understand."

"Hmm."

……

Casually turned off the small walkie-talkie, Bai Guanji looked up at the sky.

At this time, he was on his way to buy vegetables, and today's dinner of the three "children" will also be delivered by him to Zhuang Yuan's home.

It's just the right time to drop by for a check-up.

Speaking of which, I used to be busy with work, and it seems that Xiaojie cooked for me.

"Huh."

Bai Guanji thought and smiled self-deprecatingly.

I shouldn't have adopted a child.

Holding Mrs. Qi in my hand, I should be lonely for the rest of my life.