The dormitory suddenly became quiet, even the sound of breathing became very faint.
Xiang Yong's whole body was as stiff as a stone, not daring to move, as if he would not have to participate in the game as long as he did not stand up and hold the playing cards in his hand.
Seeing that he refused to shake hands, Chen Ling threw the poker card directly onto his legs.
"Ah!" Xiang Yong yelled and jumped up due to overreaction, hitting his head against the bed board above him. The pain was so severe that tears came out of his eyes.
Those who used to be close friends in the dormitory no longer dared to get close to him, talk and laugh loudly. The two of them, as if they had agreed beforehand, kept their distance from Xiang Yong.
Xiang Yong avoided playing cards like the plague. He quickly walked to the door and threw the cards into the trash can.
As if he was afraid that the poker card with long legs would run out by itself, he pulled up the garbage bag, tied it quickly, rushed out of the dormitory building without stopping, and threw it into the trash can downstairs.
The trash can was filled with black trash bags. Xiang Yong was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that one of the trash bags moved.
As the plastic bag rustled, the outline of a human face gradually emerged on the garbage bag. The face's mouth opened and closed, as if it was breathing or talking.
Xiang Yong slammed the lid shut and gasped for breath.
He closed his eyes and kept telling himself, "There are no ghosts in the world, no ghosts, no ghosts."
He forcefully opened the lid of the trash can again. The plastic bags were tightly packed together, and there was nothing unusual. The face he saw just now must have been an illusion.
Xiang Yong seemed deflated and walked back to the dormitory with a hunched back.
The dormitory that used to be noisy and filled with fun was too quiet tonight, and the eyes of the two so-called good brothers looking at him were full of disgust and rejection.
He felt extremely uncomfortable. He had never known what it felt like to be isolated.
He went to the bathroom to wash up and came out, then looked up at the transfer student on the upper bunk opposite. Chen Ling was lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed. The poker bridge game that others avoided didn't seem to have any effect on him.
Xiang Yong frowned, walked over, grabbed the edge of the upper bunk with both hands, and asked, "Hey, aren't you afraid?"
Chen Ling is selectively deaf.
Xiang Yong pursed his lips and spoke again: "Chen Ling, I'm sorry for what happened just now."
Only then did Chen Ling open his eyes and sit up.
The young man's hair was disheveled, his curled eyelashes half drooped, and he yawned, with tears in the corners of his eyes. "If the enemy comes, we will stop him with soldiers and if the water comes, we will block it with earth. Are you afraid that things won't happen?"
Chen Ling thought about it, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Maybe Zhou Yuanxin just can't stand you guys making fun of the new students, and he doesn't really want to do anything to you?"
"Really, really?" Xiang Yong stuttered with joy at this possibility. He was really relieved, said thank you for the comfort, and returned to his bed with ease.
At 10:30, there is no need to turn off the lights, the power will be cut off in the entire dormitory building.
As darkness fell, Xiang Yong became afraid again. Even in such a hot day, he wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and refused to expose his arms and legs even though he was sweating profusely.
He fell asleep in a daze.
He was awakened by the heat while half asleep. The strong sleepiness made him forget the fear before going to bed for a short time, and he pulled away the quilt that was pressing under him.
The biting cold instantly enveloped his hands and feet, stimulating him to open his eyes immediately.
A figure appeared at the head of the bed. The person stood straight in front of the bed, staring at him with his head down.
Xiang Yong wanted to scream, but no sound came out. He wanted to flutter around to wake up the person on the upper bunk, but he couldn't move.
The dark figure suddenly moved. He bent down and put his face close to Xiang Yong. His bulging, bloodshot eyes seemed like they would fall out of their sockets at any time.
He did not do anything to harm Xiang Yong, he just placed a square piece of paper at the head of Xiang Yong's bed.
Xiang Yong was so frightened that his heart almost stopped, his whole body twitched uncontrollably, his vision went dark, and there were sharp ringing sounds in his ears.
When my vision cleared again, the figure had disappeared.
He turned over and got up, took out a flashlight from under the pillow and shone it, and the Four of Spades was back.
Xiang Yong slumped against the wall, holding his chest as if he had survived a disaster, savoring the luck of having narrowly escaped death.
When the other person brought his face closer, he could see clearly that it was a swollen face, belonging to Zhou Yuanxin.
Xiang Yong was glad that he had never really bullied Zhou Yuanxin, otherwise he would have been strangled to death just now. He was also afraid of his malicious words and actions towards Chen Ling before going to bed. Fortunately, Zhou Yuanxin did not vent his anger on him, otherwise he would have been strangled to death just now.
He didn't fall asleep again for the rest of the night.
As soon as it was daybreak, he quickly got up, washed, and ran to the cafeteria to buy breakfast for Chen Ling, hoping to leave a good impression on Zhou Yuanxin and stop him from coming to scare him in the middle of the night again.
When he returned, Chen Ling was standing at the head of his bed with the Four of Spades in his hand.
"Your playing cards have changed." Chen Ling turned the playing cards over and saw He Jiajun's name written in red blood on them.
The strong fishy smell from the playing cards was frightening. The other two roommates stayed far away and didn't dare to get closer to watch the fun.
Chen Ling handed the playing card to Xiang Yong: "This card has become He Jiajun's."
Xiang Yong held the card tightly, his eyes moist with joy, not caring at all about the dried blood on the back.
At noon that day, he climbed over the wall and sent the playing cards to the hospital where He Jiajun was.
He Jiajun's parents are both busy people. After their son woke up from a coma, they went back to the company to handle work, leaving a hired caregiver to take care of him.
When Xiang Yong arrived, he put down his cards and left without saying a word.
One of He Jiajun's plastered hands fell on his chest, making it inconvenient for him to run, and he couldn't catch up with the people.
The caregiver was afraid that he would hurt himself and be blamed by his employer, so he followed him breathlessly and asked him to stop chasing him.
He Jiajun didn't expect that even after leaving school, he couldn't escape Zhou Yuanxin's curse. He was impatient and raised his left hand to wave the nurse away: "Get lost!"
The nurse was a middle-aged woman in her forties, thin. After he waved her hand, she staggered backwards and hit the wall, hissing in pain.
He Jiajun didn't even look at it and returned to the ward with a gloomy face.
He sat at the head of the bed, becoming more and more angry the more he thought about it. He picked up his cell phone and called one of his father's subordinates.
Sooner or later, the He family's property will fall into the hands of the young master. The subordinate answered the phone very flatteringly. After listening to He Jiajun's instructions, he immediately promised to complete the task well.
Half an hour later, a few thugs climbed over the back wall and came to the tree where Zhou Yuanxin was hanged, carrying gasoline barrels and lighters.
They knew that someone had been hanged in this place, so they brought a bunch of mugwort with them.
Mugwort is also known as the Yang of the Earth, and is often used by the people to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. Isn't the young master afraid that the classmate who was hanged will come looking for him? Now add mugwort to the fire, and no demons or ghosts will survive.
The pungent gasoline splashed all over the tree trunk. The lid of the lighter was flicked open by the fingers of one of the gangsters and thrown towards the gasoline-soaked tree with jumping flames.
With a loud bang, flames quickly spread throughout the tree.
There was still most of the gasoline in the remaining gasoline barrel, which was inconvenient to carry, so the few people simply poured gasoline all around the tree as a double insurance.
Otherwise the fire would be put out before the trees were completely burned.
The first person to discover the fire was Wu Weiwei. He came here on patrol and wanted to take a look at the place where Zhou Yuanxin died, but he saw a large cloud of thick smoke and the crackling sound of burning branches in the air.
Following the shout of "Fire!", all the security guards on day shift rushed out, each holding a fire extinguisher in their hands.
The fire was so big that the foam in the fire extinguisher was just a drop in the bucket and couldn't put it out at all.
Fortunately, the fire truck arrived quickly and the fire was suppressed immediately with the high-pressure water gun, leaving behind a charred tree and a patch of black and necrotic grass.
Chen Ling and other classmates were ordered to stay in the classroom and had no way to go out. However, he clearly felt that the negative energy that had been imperceptible in the building had become obvious and began to flow slowly.
He couldn't sit still anymore, raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I have a stomachache."
The teacher had a gloomy face and really wanted to say something like, "You have too much shit and piss," but he held it back.
After Chen Ling left, the other students could no longer control themselves. Few of them paid attention to the class anymore and they all craned their necks to look towards where the smoke was coming from.
Chen Ling ran all the way and when he arrived, he just saw Wu Weiwei telling the firefighters how he discovered the fire.
He caught a glimpse of his brother Chen coming over, and he quickened his speech. After saying a few words, he came in front of Chen Ling and took out a wormwood stalk that had been burnt to only a few pieces left from his pocket.
Chen Ling sniffed it and said, "Mugwort?"
Thinking of the big dog beside him, he looked back. Although he didn't show too much fear, he was spinning around impatiently, obviously dissatisfied with the thing in his hand.
Wu Weiwei nodded. "When I arrived, the mugwort was almost burned out. There was still a lot of it in the fire, a big bunch."
Chen Ling's face darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but curse, "It's really true that plans can't keep up with changes."
Things that happen in school should be resolved in school to avoid hurting innocent people and scaring timid citizens.
Now, the Nine Yin Land has been broken by this fire mixed with mugwort!
Wu Weiwei didn't know about the Nine Yin Land, and was confused by his brother Chen's ugly face. He asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"
"Rongxin Middle School is a place of extreme yin. The yin energy is pure and can nourish the souls inside, allowing them to retain their sanity while also trapping them. Now, a gap has been burned in this place by the extremely yang wormwood fire. Fan Xiaozhou and Zhou Yuanxin can leave here at any time."
The yin energy outside is not as pure as the one here. The hostility and evil energy mixed in it will have a bad influence on ghosts, arousing the violence deep in their hearts and intensifying hatred.
After looking at Principal Jin who was talking to the firefighters with a sad face, Chen Ling pulled Wu Weiwei and turned to run.
The two men climbed into the isolation zone and stepped lightly into the Shenzhou Building. The surveillance above the ceiling was still running.
Wu Weiwei was a little worried. He reached out and pulled Chen Ling, pointing at the rotating camera.
Chen Ling snapped his fingers, and the German Shepherd, which had been invisible, appeared in front of Wu Weiwei. It looked at Chen Ling with its round eyes and tilted its head, not understanding what its master meant.
"Just like yesterday, go to the monitoring room and have some fun."
The German Shepherd was so happy to receive the order that he almost went crazy and ran away.
The inside of the Shenzhou Tower was more strange than ever before, and the no longer peaceful Nine Yin Earth Qi was flowing in the air. The two of them ran straight up the stairs, and apart from the goose bumps on their arms caused by the cold air, they found nothing unusual.
You can reach the sixth floor, and the corridor in front of you and the floor under your feet will all become distorted.
One after another, faces filled with fear appeared from all directions, each face opened its mouth and screamed loudly, the crying sound filled people's ears, screaming sharply.
A huge and strong ghostly aura rushed over from the other end of the corridor.
Chen Ling only had a few talismans on him, and they were all used up in a few moves. Just as he was worrying about how to deal with it, the German Shepherd suddenly came out of the corridor with a backpack in its mouth.
When the young man took the bag, it opened its mouth and spat out the surveillance memory card.
Wu Weiwei was stunned. "It even recognizes memory cards. What a strange thing."
Chen Ling looked at the German Shepherd meaningfully, bent down, and touched its nose with his hand: "What breed are you?"
German Shepherd: “Ouch.”
Chen Ling: "Speak."
German Shepherd: “Ouch.”
Chen Ling turned his head and looked at Wu Weiwei. "Did you see that? The breed is called Awoo." He touched the German Shepherd's head and pinched one of its erect furry ears. "From now on, you will be called Awoo, okay?"
The German Shepherd grinned and stuck out his tongue, seeming very satisfied with his name.
The ghost energy that was temporarily blocked by the talisman paper struggled even more violently, and a crack appeared in the small barrier formed by the talisman paper.
Chen Ling quickly took out a telescopic stick from his bag and broke the stick and the handle without hesitation. The red tassel hidden inside immediately slid out and fell to the ground.
Wu Weiwei was not idle either. He excitedly took out the ink line net that he carried with him, waiting to be used. He shook it hard, and the black net unfolded, waiting to catch prey with strong yang energy.
The ghost energy that had been forcibly detained for eight years was unusual, and Chen Ling's cursed whip was entangled with a black smoke.
He tightened the whip handle in his hand, turned around and said to Wu Weiwei: "Take an exorcism talisman from my bag, light it and walk forward. The bigger the fire, the stronger the yin energy. When it burns to its extreme, wherever you walk to should be the location of the body."
Wu Weiwei hurriedly picked up his brother Chen's bag and took out things as he walked.
The exorcism talisman painted by Chen Ling was drawn with vigorous brushstrokes. As soon as one touched it, one could feel a terrifying evil spirit. As it was ignited by fire, the surrounding air made slight crackling sounds.
The ghost energy sensed Wu Weiwei's intention and suddenly withdrew. Chen Ling was caught off guard and almost fell.
"Fan Xiaozhou!" Chen Ling shouted Fan Xiaozhou's name, and the smoky ghost energy suddenly condensed, the color was dark, and a rotten stench floated in the surrounding air.
Chen Ling had no intention of hurting Fan Xiaozhou. He took a breath and said earnestly, "I'm not here to stop you from seeking revenge, but I hope you can calm down first. Principal Jin suspects that someone knows the location of your body. He will tell Tao Zhiyong about it sooner or later because he is guilty. When they come together to check, it won't be too late for you to take action."
There was a darkness in Fan Xiaozhou's eyes and no fluctuation on her pale face. It was obvious that she did not believe what the young man said.
She doesn't trust anyone.
I only believe that her true heart was given to the wrong person, I only believe that there are many wicked people in this world, I only believe that there is no justice in the world, otherwise why has her injustice not been cleared up until now!
In her excitement, she opened her mouth, which was dark and empty. The sound she made was harsh and unpleasant, like nails scraping across a blackboard.
Chen Ling looked at Wu Weiwei who was looking around with the talisman paper and said, "Hurry up!"
Fan Xiaozhou turned around, and sharp red nails grew on her pale fingers. She rushed towards Wu Weiwei, and her fingertips, which were shining with cold and bloody light, slashed in the air, leaving several cuts on Wu Weiwei's clothes on the back.
Hearing the tearing sound very close to him, Wu Weiwei turned around, touched his back with his back hand, and felt a sense of fear in his heart.
He looked up and saw that the cursed whip in Chen Ling's hand was wrapped around the female ghost's waist, restraining her attack on him.
The cold air rushed in through the opening on his back, corroding the skin on his back. Wu Weiwei shuddered and moved his gaze back to the talisman paper in his hand.
The flame was bigger than before, and the constantly jumping flames had almost swallowed up half of the talisman paper.
Wu Weiwei turned around and ran. The further he ran, the higher the flames grew. Just as the talisman paper was about to burn out, the fire suddenly weakened.
He took a step back and the fire immediately grew higher.
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Wu Weiwei didn't dare to run anymore. He slowed down his pace and retreated little by little. After repeated tests, he determined that the body should be in the wall next to the window!
Fan Xiaozhou was extremely strong. Blood and tears gradually welled up in his blood-red eyes. Black veins were exposed near the corners of his eyes, and a shrill cry erupted from his empty mouth.
There were red marks on Chen Ling's hands and arms. His firmly positioned lower body gradually lost to the opponent's strength and he was dragged on the ground, moving slightly.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the German Shepherd pounced on the young man, bit his trouser leg and dragged him backwards.
Chen Ling, who was originally at a disadvantage, instantly tied with Fan Xiaozhou.
While the red-clothed evil spirit was being clamped, he bit his finger, formed a seal in the air, and moved his lips, with clear incantations flowing out from between his teeth.
As the spell ended, Chen Ling pointed four times in the air to complete the talisman.
There was no reaction in the air, and nothing resembling a talisman appeared, until the Huang Shen Yue Zhang Seal was stained with the blood of his middle finger and fell under the talisman.
The pale golden talisman leapt into the air, appearing and disappearing at any time.
Chen Ling threw out the talisman, which was like a dense net, tightly wrapping Fan Xiaozhou inside.
The fingertips feel hot and wet.
When he looked down, he saw the German Shepherd sticking out its tongue, licking his fingers with relish.
Chen Ling didn't have time to figure out what was wrong with its eyes. After all, his own level of Taoism was not high enough, and he couldn't maintain the talisman formed from his essence and blood for too long.
He put away the curse whip and wrapped it around his waist, then shouted to Wu Weiwei, "Go to the front and cancel the axe defense, quick!"
There is a fire extinguisher box at each end of the corridor, which contains a water gun, a fire extinguisher, a fire hammer and a fire axe.
Chen Ling picked up the window-breaking hammer on the side of the box and smashed it hard. The glass of the fire extinguisher box immediately shattered into a spider web.
With a loud bang, he used his elbow to smash the glass, his skin scraping against the sharp glass as he took out the fire axe.
The talisman drawn with blood and essence to suppress all evil spirits gradually became unstable. Chen Ling ran to the hiding place of the corpse, gathered his strength, picked up the axe and smashed it against the wall.