The early autumn in Yinhui City always carries a damp, musty smell, like Fu Xiao's socks that haven't dried on the balcony for three days. At seven o'clock in the morning, he squatted at the door of the "Waste Chai Magic Life Museum" and stared at the mess on the ground. Yesterday, he taught the neighbor's aunt to make a waterproof spell using laundry beads. As a result, the aunt shook her hand and half a box of beads spilled on the floor. Now the tiles in the entire front hall were glowing with a strange blue light, and sparks would "sizzle" when stepped on, just like a cheap disco.
