The sky is getting darker and darker.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Shengsan's "people" finally finished their weekend homework on campus.

It is worth mentioning.

When he was bored, Jiang Sheng also developed the ability to write with cat's paws and a pen.

It doesn't want to be human, after all, it wants to be a cat.

So even if Yang Momo came to Zhuang Yuan's house, he brought Jiang Sheng some change of clothes,

The black cat only took on a humanoid form and roughly tried its size.

And after writing homework for a while, he regained his cat appearance.

"Honestly, I should have taken a picture of what you did with your homework and posted it online. Writing an argumentative essay about a dog by a cat, believe me, it's going to be absolutely hot. ”

After the study meeting ended, Yang Momo, who had only guided Zhuang Kite into meditation, was already lying at the head of the bed with a mobile phone in his arms, and even raised his legs with a big grin.

"Then you can write another review."

Glancing at the bad girl speechlessly, Jiang Sheng held a blanket in his mouth and put it on the shoulder of Zhuang Yuan, who was still cultivating.

Deep meditation is no different from sleep.

Considering that it is winter now, and there is no air conditioning in the room, it is necessary to prevent a cold.

"Alas, you're so sweet."

Looking at the way the black cat took care of the girl, Yang smiled silently and narrowly, and then spoke.

"But the question is, when I was cultivating, why didn't I see you take care of me so much?"

"That's because of the way you look, you don't seem to need much care."

Jiang Sheng said, lazily licking the hair on his back, and then his gaze fell on Yang Momo's side.

"So, you don't have to cultivate now?"

"How is it possible, you think that everyone is like you, just need to eat 'things' to become stronger?"

Lifting the machine in his hand with a smile, Yang explained silently without blushing.

"I just want to play with my phone for a while."

Well, it's rotten.

Wagging his tail weakly, Jiang Sheng lowered his head and played with a cat toy in front of him twice, and said pointedly at the same time.

"As Zhuang Kite's psionic teacher, you should sometimes lead by example."

“……”

"Do you know who bought this toy you're playing with right now?"

"You."

"If you know, don't bother me chasing it."

"Meow."

"It's useless to speak 'foreign language'."

……

It turned out that Yang Momo was indeed not resisting cultivation, she just wanted to take a break.

By the time Bai Guanji arrived at Zhuang Kite's residence with a warm lunch box, the two girls had already begun their formal meditation.

As for Jiang Sheng, he put a blanket on them all.

"Oh, are they all still cultivating?"

Bai Guanji, who was welcomed into the house by the black cat, saw two girls sitting cross-legged, and said something casually.

"Yes, can I just wake them up?"

Suddenly realizing that he didn't know how to wake up the cultivator, Jiang Sheng blinked hesitantly.

"No need, let them practice first."

Leaving to put the lunch box on the dining table, Bai Guanji turned to beckon to Jiang Sheng.

"Mr. Jiang, can you come with me first, I still need your help."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Although he was a little confused, the black cat still followed Bai Guanji and temporarily left Zhuang Kite's rental house.

"This morning, one of my team members, while on a mission near Zhuang Kite's house, noticed some unusual psionic reactions. He has since reported it to me, and given the psionic reaction, it does not belong to any one of us. So I'd like to ask you to try to figure out where this reaction is coming from. ”

On the way downstairs, Bai Guanji briefly described the current situation to Jiang Sheng.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Jiang Sheng immediately became serious.

"Of course it's okay to give it a try, but I can't guarantee anything."

Hearing this, Bai Guanji also nodded.

"It's enough that you're willing to try, and who can guarantee that this kind of thing will be rewarded."

"Ah, it's good that there's no mandatory."

I stretched out my waist with a bottom in my heart.

Subsequently, Jiang Sheng was taken by Bai Guanji and came to a small alley on Xiahe Street.

"It's almost around here."

Looking down at the two large trash cans on the ground, Bai Guanji took out a test paper from his pocket.

"Hmm."

Frowning slightly, Jiang Sheng looked around a few times.

"There are indeed some escaping psionic powers in this place, but unfortunately time has passed, and they have all become very blurry."

"Leave this to me."

As he spoke, Bai Guanji raised the spirit test paper in his hand.

"Like a law, the remnant spirit appears!"

With a low cry from a middle-aged man.

The white paper shattered, flew up to the sky and fell to the ground again.

"Hey, it's not environmentally friendly."

Before Jiang Sheng could finish muttering.

The next moment, a pale blue phantom appeared in its eyes.

“……”

The black cat immediately fell silent.

"What do you see?"

Bai Guanji ran the spell and asked out loud.

"A man, a blue figure."

Jiang Sheng's beard trembled.

"Sure enough."

After hearing this, Bai Guanji bowed slightly: "Your inspiration is much stronger than that of humans." ”

After all, he considered himself to be one of the more inspired spiritual practitioners.

However, at this moment, Bai Guanji could only see a beam of blue light.

"Can you see each other's faces?"

The seal intensified the output of spiritual power, and Bai Guanji asked the black cat again.

"A little bit, I can't see it clearly."

Jiang Sheng narrowed his eyes, trying to distinguish them.

"But the other party is a man, about twenty or thirty years old. Very tall, at least 180 centimeters, very thin, a little skinny. ”

Enough, enough with this information. Listening to the black cat's description, Bai Guanji took a deep breath, the gains from this trip were already greater than expected.

But out of caution, Bai Guanji continued to ask.

"What are they doing?"

"Him." Jiang Sheng's eyes shimmered.

"It seems to be a spell, but I can't tell what it is."

"Can you see the handprints?"

"Blurry, too vague."

"Well, it's okay, this result is already good."

Nodding in relief, Bai Guanji withdrew the spell in his hand.

After a few seconds, the remaining psionic energy in the air dissipated, leaving only a few marks of Bai Guanji.

Spiritual power is like a fingerprint, which can be easily covered and worn out.

Fortunately, because of Jiang Sheng's existence this time, Bai Guanji has already mastered a lot of clues.

"Let's go, let's go back to dinner."

On a secluded path, a middle-aged man walks side by side with a black cat.

Under the messy garbage, a ray of spiritual consciousness also quietly escaped into Bai Guanji's watch.

(End of chapter)