Little Airplane

Let's put the matter of making zongzi aside for now.

Making zongzi is actually quite simple, but the preparation is tedious. Marinating the meat alone takes a lot of effort, not to mention washing the bamboo leaves and soaking the dried ingredients later.

Lin Mo had just finished cutting all the pork belly into even strips when his wrist was grabbed by a soft, warm little hand.

"Come with me!"

Xie Yuling didn't give him a chance to speak, dragging him straight into her room.

In the living room, Zheng Yuan watched her daughter's impatient appearance. Not only was she not worried in the slightest, but a smile even played at the corners of her mouth.

Although she didn't trust her own daughter, Lin Mo was a good boy.

The bedroom door closed.

Lin Mo immediately took two steps back, crossed his arms over his chest, and scrutinized Xie Yuling with a vigilant look.

"In broad daylight, you drag a weak man like me into your boudoir. Could it be that you have inappropriate intentions? I'm going to scream yamete!"

In this day and age, who didn't know a phrase or two of Japanese? Xie Yuling blushed for a moment but quickly recovered.

She stomped her foot and said out of embarrassment and annoyance, "Who has inappropriate intentions towards you! I'm just letting you see how amazing I am!"

"I'm not looking, I'm not looking," Lin Mo immediately covered his eyes with his hands, but spread his fingers wide. "See no evil, or I'll get a stye!"

"Oh, stop it! Be serious!" Xie Yuling was both exasperated and amused.

The playful smile on Lin Mo's face instantly vanished, as if the unserious guy from a moment ago was just an illusion.

He lowered his hands, his eyes becoming calm.

"What is it?"

Xie Yuling couldn't be bothered with this deadpan Lin Mo.

She snorted, picked up an already folded paper airplane from the desk, and held it up to Lin Mo like she was presenting a treasure.

The paper airplane was folded with sharp edges and flat wings, clearly showing that a lot of effort had been put into it.

"Watch this!"

Xie Yuling brought the paper airplane to her lips, breathed gently onto its pointed nose, then swung her arm back and threw it fiercely forward!

The paper airplane left her hand, but instead of gliding a few meters and falling like normal, it traced a steady and elegant arc in the small room, beginning to circle round and round.

One circle, two circles... It flew a full seven or eight circles without showing any signs of dropping.

Xie Yuling's small face was tense, fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. She stared unblinkingly at the circling paper airplane, all her concentration focused on it.

Lin Mo watched quietly, nodding slightly.

This girl had indeed put in hard work. Her application of mental energy was much more condensed than before.

Although she was still a hundred thousand miles away from truly turning the ethereal into reality and condensing divine sense, it was evident that she indeed had a spiritual root talent in this area.

But at least the effect looked good.

"Not bad, this level is already very good," he evaluated in an even tone.

The expected shock and praise didn't appear. Xie Yuling instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, pouting her small mouth in slight indignation.

"That's it? Don't you think I'm amazing? This is controlling objects out of thin air!"

She added with some urgency, "I dreamed of some strange things a few days ago, like something was flowing inside my body in a certain direction."

Hearing this, Lin Mo reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

"That's called the Yellow Court Spirit Nourishing Scripture. It can make your mental energy stronger. Although you can see those things, you don't have much ability to protect yourself, so you need to practice hard."

Xie Yuling looked at Lin Mo, without a single trace of surprise in her eyes.

"I knew it was you. I feel like I'm a bit smarter than before, and my memory and calculation skills have improved a lot."

Lin Mo gently rubbed the young girl's head.

"Don't worry, practice hard, and maybe you'll be a Balala Little Magic Fairy in the future."

"No, I want to be Kinomoto Sakura."

Saying that, Xie Yuling looked at Lin Mo. "Can you get me a few Clow Cards?!"

Xie Yuling's eyes were sparkling.

Lin Mo almost wanted to say, "How about I hang a jade pendant on you, you little brat?"

On second thought, that didn't seem like a bad idea.

At this time, Lin Mo remembered the ghost full of obsession in the refrigerator.

The refrigerator couldn't help it recover. Lin Mo thought about it; he could take it to the columbarium house, which was a natural place for nourishing ghosts.

Acting on the thought, after Lin Mo instructed Xie Yuling on how to properly cultivate the Yellow Court Spirit Nourishing Scripture, he left her room.

He greeted Zheng Yuan, who was marinating meat, and went downstairs.

He returned to his place to grab the talisman and then flew towards the columbarium house.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the columbarium house, wisps of Yin energy surged toward the yellow talisman.

Although releasing it would accelerate the nourishment of the old lady inside, doing so would actually be bad. In a matter of minutes, she could turn into the kind of malicious spirit that haunted the two buildings here before.

Moreover, there might be other minor ghosts hiding in this residential area that hadn't shown their faces yet.

Lin Mo passed through the main gate and went directly to the hiding place where the Dongfang group had stayed, casually placing the yellow talisman inside a drawer.

"Old lady, just sustain your ghost life here for a while. When the time comes, I'll let you follow Yuling to find your grandson."

The yellow talisman moved slightly without any wind.

Lin Mo closed the drawer.

Then, he headed back toward Yangcheng.

The two-day final exams also came to an end.

The NPCs that spawned every year included students who forgot to bring their admission tickets, as well as dudes who vomited on the spot from excessive nervousness.

Of course, there was absolutely no shortage of the young man who was the first to leave the exam room, with the word "badass" written all over his face.

It was just that none of this had anything to do with the current Lin Mo.

After the final exams ended, the Grade 3 students upstairs were all gone.

Guangba High School didn't have the habit of seniors throwing their books and scratch papers downstairs before the exams.

It wouldn't matter if they did throw them, as long as they went down and cleaned it up themselves.

Although this was a form of venting, no matter what, venting shouldn't affect other people.

For example, the school cleaners.

Especially since it had been raining frequently lately, if these books and papers got soaked, they would be even harder to clean up.

Just after a day of classes, Fang Jun directly handed a few zongzi to Lin Mo.

"Here, Old Mo, my grandma made these zongzi. They're packed with ingredients, and my mom insisted I bring you two."

As soon as he arrived at school, Fang Jun had walked over carrying two zongzi.

Lin Mo glanced at them and saw that there wasn't a single shiitake mushroom inside.

Fang Jun patted Lin Mo on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, there are absolutely no mushrooms. My third uncle doesn't like mushrooms either, so my grandma doesn't add them when making zongzi. She uses chestnuts instead."

The older generation liked to make their own zongzi, so Lin Mo gladly accepted them.

It could only be said that, whether in his past life or this life, Fang Jun was someone who kept him in his heart.

Lin Mo suddenly thought of something: in his past life, was he the one who led Fang Jun astray?

After all, Fang Jun's grades were currently above average, but in his past life, when they hung out together, both of them were at the bottom of the class.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a bit guilty, but not much. After all, Fang Jun's family owned properties, and people in Eastern Guangdong weren't particularly obsessed with academic performance.