The ball of talisman paper flew out and just brushed Zhou Yuanxin's cheek, leaving a bloody red mark.
The pain of his soul being burned made him furious, but he still had his wits about him. Knowing that he could not defeat Chen Ling, he once again directed his attack at He Jiajun who was rolling on the ground.
He Jiajun was still immersed in the pain of being bitten by ghosts. The pain was indescribable, like a tearing from the flesh to the soul. The sharp and dull pain tortured his head so much that it was splitting, and he had no strength to struggle.
Zhou Yuanxin's satisfaction grew as he recalled the time when he was burned by a burning cigarette butt.
He pounced on He Jiajun like a madman, stretched out his arms, and tried to strangle him to death.
Chen Ling flicked out another talisman paper, and this time he found the right target, hitting the opponent right in the middle of the back.
Zhou Yuanxin paused, turned back suddenly, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent. It was obvious that after he dealt with He Jiajun, the ones left would be Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei.
Chen Ling did not give him a chance to retaliate. He swiftly swung out the cursed whip and hit the evil ghost on the back again. The soul of the recently dead ghost was almost shattered.
Without even turning his head, he said to Wu Weiwei: "Tie him up with the ink line!"
Wu Weiwei was a beat slow to react, and hurriedly picked up the inkstone net that was torn in two from the ground, then rushed forward swiftly and caught the unstable Zhou Yuanxin.
The inkstone net had been broken once and was no longer as strong. Chen Ling walked up and pasted another evil-breaking talisman on Zhou Yuanxin's forehead.
The evil-repelling talisman can only destroy evil, but it does not kill it. The evil spirit that Zhou Yuanxin had picked up from outside quickly dissipated.
Chen Ling looked at his gradually calming face and asked, "Do you still want to kill He Jiajun? If you do, I can let you go now. But you have to think clearly. If you are stained with blood, you will suffer the pain of being cut by a knife in hell."
Zhou Yuanxin glanced at He Jiajun lying on the ground, his dark lips pressed tightly into a line, his eyes struggling.
"Zhou Yuanxin, I know you are not a cruel person, otherwise you wouldn't have reminded Ji Nan and I to leave school, and you wouldn't have just given He Wanwan a small lesson." Chen Ling paused, waiting for the other party to calm down.
Zhou Yuanxin didn't say anything, just blinked.
Just when Chen Ling was about to continue lobbying, he suddenly said, "Did you hear any sound?"
Chen Ling didn't understand: "What sound?"
"The voice in the school has been tempting me to die since I first had the idea of committing suicide. I want to get revenge by dying, and those who hurt me will get retribution by dying."
Chen Ling had always thought that Zhou Yuanxin's death had other reasons, but he never expected it to be like this. "So you really committed suicide, and it wasn't just because of school violence?"
In addition to the external harm inflicted on him, there was something else that prompted him to end his life.
“Yes and no… If they hadn’t insulted and tortured me, how could I have wanted to commit suicide, how could I have been bewitched…” Zhou Yuanxin could not forget the despair and humiliation he felt when he climbed up the tree and jumped down.
On the day before the month-long holiday, he was not just locked in the basement.
They stripped him of his clothes to make sure he was a real man! Not only that, they peed on him!
Whenever Zhou Yuanxin thought of these experiences, the resentment in his chest could not help but surge.
Chen Ling waited for a moment, and when he saw that the resentment from the other party had dissipated a little, he moved his wrist and loosened the ink line: "Now you have two choices, stay or go with us." He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was still more than ten minutes before twelve o'clock. Once midnight arrived, the gates of hell would officially open, and who knew how many ghosts would be attracted to Rong Xin's land.
Zhou Yuanxin has always been a timid person, and being a ghost is not much better. Now that those who deserve revenge have been taken, although he still has anger in his heart, he dare not continue killing people.
"I'll go with you." He glanced at Chen Ling, then looked down at his hands, "Will I be punished?"
Chen Ling: "The Seventy-Two Departments will judge your merits and demerits."
Chen Ling couldn't give him a definite answer, but he could satisfy his other wishes: "Zhou Yuanxin, do you want to see your brother?"
Zhou Yuanxin was stunned for a moment, and the resentment in his heart was replaced by confusion: "I don't know... does he still remember me?"
"Remember, your brother misses you very much." Chen Ling whispered, "If you want, I can take you to see him."
Zhou Yuanxin felt a little eager: "Okay, thank you."
Chen Ling did not tear off the evil-breaking talisman on his forehead, and said with great confidence: "Follow me, we have to go back to school first."
Just as he finished speaking, the door of the morgue was pushed open by a dog's head.
When the German Shepherd saw its owner, its eyes lit up and it excitedly put the food in its mouth at Chen Ling's feet.
It was a ghost hand with half of it left.
His hands were covered with corpse spots, and his nails were more than ten centimeters long. Even when they were broken, the fingers still twitched.
Chen Ling was speechless: "Just now you disappeared while running, did you go to look for this thing?"
The hospital was filled with a heavy negative energy, with wandering spirits often seen wandering around. Plus, it was July 14th, so many evil spirits that usually hid in dark corners couldn't bear the loneliness and ran out.
The German Shepherd howled twice and tilted its head back to ask for petting.
Chen Ling rubbed its head with his fingers twice, and when he was about to take them away, his fingertips were wrapped by the wet tongue.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the German Shepherd's suddenly changed eyes. He moved his fingers and accurately clamped the dog's tongue. Then he leaned forward and said to a furry ear: "Jiang Yu, I know it's you."
The German Shepherd's head shook, its ears twitched as if it was ticklish, and it tilted its head with a puzzled expression.
Chen Ling flicked his finger on its head, stood up and said to Wu Weiwei, "Call it a day, change venue."
Wu Weiwei glanced at the person on the ground and asked, "What should we do with He Jiajun?"
"He was just bewitched by a ghost and had hallucinations. He will be fine after he dies at dawn." After Chen Ling said this, he walked out of the morgue.
Perhaps because they knew today was a sensitive day, there was no one on duty outside the morgue. Apart from the nurses' desk on each floor and the patients lying in the wards, there was no one else in this private hospital.
It is even more difficult to find a taxi at this point on the street.
The two men and two ghosts stood on the street for a long time and finally stopped a taxi.
The driver stopped the car and did not unlock the back seat immediately. Instead, he looked at the people outside the car several times and only let them get in after making sure they were alive.
"Where are you going?" the driver asked and then shuddered, feeling a little cold.
He raised his eyes and looked behind him through the rearview mirror. He saw a high school student in school uniform and a security guard in uniform. They had clear eyes and rosy faces. They were not ghosts... right
Chen Ling was afraid that his serious expression would cause misunderstanding, so he smiled and said, "Go to Rongshen Middle School."
Driver: “Okay.”
They arrived at Rongshen Middle School at exactly twelve o'clock. As soon as they got off the car, Chen Ling saw an unexpected person at the door, Li Hongyu.
Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei walked over quickly, "Why are you here?"
Li Hongyu still carried his copper coin sword on his back. After not seeing him for a while, he seemed to be more agile than before. "The team leader sent me here. He said that Rongshen Middle School was filled with negative energy and he was afraid that something unusual would happen tonight."
Chen Ling nodded, thinking about the introduction he had read before. Li Hongyu’s team leader was named Li Daoxuan, also from Qingxuan Temple, and was considered Li Hongyu’s junior uncle.
He asked, "What did the leader of your group say?"
Li Hongyu pursed his lips, glanced at Zhou Yuanxin who was following behind Chen Ling, and said, "He said that this place was originally the land of Nine Yin, but now the barrier with the outside world has been broken for some reason. The two kinds of Yin energy inside and outside, the pure and complex, are colliding with each other. This area will be very uneasy tonight."
Just as he finished speaking, a ghost appeared at the school gate.
Chen Ling hurried over to ask about Fan Xiaozhou's situation.
The yin energy surrounding the Yinchai dissipated, revealing a clear face. The Yinchai first bowed to Chen Ling, and when he glanced at the German Shepherd following him, a hint of surprise and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
He turned his eyes away, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said respectfully: "Fan Xiaozhou's soul is imprisoned in the Shenzhou Tower and has never come out."
Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Is there anyone else coming?"
The ghost messengers had already learned about Fan Xiaozhou's life when they received the mission, and they quickly understood who the young man was referring to.
"No, but Principal Jin has called Tao Zhiyong and told him that the body is missing."
Chen Ling also bowed to the Yinchai, "Thank you, Brother Yinchai."
The Yin messenger was flattered: "Mr. Chen, you are too kind to me. It is normal for the Yin and Yang worlds to have occasional work exchanges. It is also our duty to fulfill. Please don't be polite to us."
I originally wanted to say that we could be hired if there was any work for us, but then I thought it was too flattering and I was afraid that it would arouse the young man's suspicion and give me away.
Although Li Hongyu and Wu Weiwei could not see the Yinchai, they could tell from the words who was talking to Chen Ling, and they admired him in their hearts.
Needless to say, Wu Weiwei is a die-hard fan of his brother Chen. Li Hongyu is very envious of Chen Ling's rapid increase in ability, but also a little confused.
Qingxuan Temple is the largest Taoist temple today. Inside the library, there is a special bookshelf dedicated to storing the history of the development of Taoism throughout the dynasties.
In which year a talented disciple appeared, in which year someone's Taoist skills soared... all are recorded in detail.
Someone like Chen Ling, who is only twenty years old but can use the Five Thunder Talisman and beat ghosts out of their wits with just a whip, is unprecedented.
Such a talent would be sought after in Qingxuan Temple, no, in the entire Taoist world. But there is also a bad side. People with high talents tend to be arrogant, and when they are arrogant, they tend to get stuck in a dead end. Li Hongyu was a little worried that Chen Ling would go astray in a moment of thought.
Wu Weiwei had no idea what Li Hongyu was thinking, so he exaggeratedly described it: "Although Brother Chen was very brutal when he beat people, he was very eloquent when he preached. You didn't hear it. With just two sentences, he made Zhou Yuanxin burst into tears..."
Zhou Yuanxin: “…” I didn’t!
On the other side, Chen Ling finished exchanging information with the ghost and ran back.
"Tao Zhiyong has been released. Principal Jin is still waiting in the school. I think he should come over tonight. You take Zhou Yuanxin to find a place to stay. I'll go to Shenzhou Building."
Wu Weiwei looked up at the sky: "Why are you here so late?"
Li Hongyu: "Didn't you just say that there is a Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Guanyin on his back? He has it in mind and is not afraid to go out in the middle of the night. Besides, he probably wouldn't dare to search for a corpse during the day."
Chen Ling knew that Li Hongyu had a mission and was most likely to act with him. Before leaving, he stuffed most of the talisman paper in his pocket to Wu Weiwei, "Tonight is special, find a place to stay, don't walk around, be careful not to bump into unclean things."
After that, he was still a little worried, so he reached into his pocket and took out a box of chewing gum.
He poured out the remaining chewing gum in the box and said to Zhou Yuanxin, "Go in."
Zhou Yuanxin: "Too small..."
"Don't doubt your ability." Chen Ling looked back in the direction of Rongxin Middle School. He didn't know when a thin mist had appeared. He urged, "Hurry up!"
Zhou Yuanxin was frightened by the growl, and he shrank back, closed his eyes, and really went in.
Chen Ling took a talisman to seal the gum box and threw the gum to Wu Weiwei: "Be careful."
Rongxin Middle School was filled with fog. With every breath, the sticky mist would rush into your mouth and nose, making you feel suffocated.
The students had finished their evening self-study long ago and stayed in the dormitory obediently. The lights in the dormitory building had been turned off long ago, and every window looked like a dark mouth open, waiting to devour its prey.
The Yin Cha showed up and led the way, while Chen Ling and Li Hongyu followed behind.
As soon as they entered the Shenzhou Building, the air around them became noticeably colder, and the air was filled with corpse gas. When the two people, the ghost, and the dog went up to the third floor, a strange sound was heard in the corridor.
Chen Ling had heard this sound the last time he sneaked in with Wu Weiwei.
Seeing the two men's alert expressions, the ghost explained, "It was Fan Xiaozhou hiding in the wall who made the noise. Don't worry."
Most of the time, Fan Xiaozhou would be attached to his own corpse.
She couldn't leave school or go home, so she could only draw a sense of belonging from her body. With a slight movement, the body embedded in the wall moved the surrounding steel bars, making a crisp collision sound.
Fan Xiaozhou was waiting on the sixth floor. She looked up and looked anxiously at the stairs leading up.
The body was hidden on the top floor, very close to the prayer flags, and she didn't dare to get close.
Chen Li walked behind her and said, "Your body is well hidden and won't be discovered. But if you need it, you can ask Brother Yincha to take it down for you."
She looked back at Chen Ling and asked, "When will Tao Zhiyong come?"
"I don't know." Chen Ling said honestly.
Fan Xiaozhou said "Oh", went to the window, and looked straight towards the school gate.
Chen Ling felt that she was in a much better mood than when she left before, and asked Yincha curiously: "Brother Yincha, what's wrong with her?"
Anyone who was trapped in a wall for eight years would be filled with resentment, but Chen Ling didn't believe that Fan Xiaozhou could suddenly become free of resentment and become a Buddha.
Yinchai scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, "I just did some ideological work, it's not worth mentioning."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xiaozhou at the window slapped him in the face.
I saw her suddenly press her hands on the glass, and her fingertips grew out, leaving several scratches on the glass.
The German Shepherd, who had been lying quietly on the ground and dozing, also stood up, staring at Fan Xiaozhou quietly with his deep eyes, as if he was going to pounce on her and bite her to death if she dared to hurt her owner.
Chen Ling held his head and said, "It's okay."
The German Shepherd raised its head and licked the young man's fingers, seeming to enjoy it very much.
Li Hongyu cleared his throat and said, "Chen Ling, should we step aside for a while?"
"Yeah." Chen Ling nodded to Yin Cha and went downstairs with the big dog.
Li Hongyu always couldn't help looking at the furry and round dog's butt. The tail wagging back and forth made people want to reach out and touch it.
"What's going on with this dog?" He finally couldn't help asking, "Can you tell me?"
The German Shepherd only appeared in front of Li Hongyu after he entered the Chenzhou Tower. It was probably the first time they met. When it first saw the stranger, it cautiously walked around Li Hongyu several times. After making sure that the living person was not aggressive, it lazily walked back to Chen Ling's feet, sticking out its tongue and tilting its head, looking like a completely different dog from before.
"My boyfriend gave it to me." Chen Ling said generously.
Li Hongyu was stunned, his mind was still confused, but the German Shepherd looked excited, as if he wanted to throw the young man to the ground and lick him all over.
Chen Ling glared at it warningly and said silently: "Don't push your luck."
The German Shepherd immediately lowered his eyebrows and eyes and made a whining sound, looking very aggrieved.
Li Hongyu: “…” This was the first time he had seen such a dog playing so many tricks.
He coughed and finally came to his senses. He had no prejudice against homosexuality. It was said that a long time ago, there had been cases of same-sex couples in their Qingxuan Temple.
Although he was curious, he didn't want to ask too much. Just as he was about to turn the topic to the German Shepherd, he suddenly saw Chen Ling raise his finger at him and make a hushing sound.
Not far away, Tao Zhiyong and Principal Jin were about to enter the building with flashlights.
This building has become more eerie and terrifying since it was sealed that day.
In order to avoid being discovered by the patrolling security guards, the two men deliberately adjusted the light of the flashlights in their hands to the weakest state, so that the range of illumination was very small. The two men walked very carefully, for fear of tripping over something.
Principal Jin looked around in the light and whispered, "When I found that the body was missing, the wall where the body was hidden had been chiseled open, and there were no signs of dragging on the ground. It should have been carried away by someone.
And the surveillance you mentioned, I really didn't lie to you! It's indeed gone. And the wires in the monitoring room were bitten into a mess, and they haven't been repaired yet... The person behind this has not shown up yet. I suspect he doesn't want to threaten us at all, but to destroy us!"
"So what? Am I afraid of him?" Tao Zhiyong was feeling restless in the detention center. When he was suddenly released, he thought it was his wife who helped him find the connection. After he was released, he didn't even go home, but went out for a drink with some friends first.
Under the influence of alcohol, he finally got brave enough to call Principal Jin.
Principal Jin has been trembling with fear and feeling uneasy these days. The first thing he did when he received the call was to ask Tao Zhiyong what to do.
Tao Zhiyong knew nothing about what was happening at school. What could he do? He could only look for clues before dark.
Principal Jin was reluctant at first, because he knew that today was July 14th, and apart from those who were out offering sacrifices, not many people would be wandering outside in the middle of the night.
But Tao Zhiyong patted his chest and assured him that the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Armed Guanyin image on his back was specially blessed by a master from Country T.
Not to mention ghosts, even ordinary minor gods would keep a distance from him.
Principal Jin could see that Tao Zhiyong was not as calm as he appeared, but there was nothing he could do because he felt guilty, and his life would hang on the police's heads as long as the body was not found.
He didn't want to fall into the hands of the law and spend the rest of his life in prison.
Principal Jin didn't have time to bother with the drunk man. He said, "I don't dare to search this building alone. Let's do it together. Don't let me down."
"No." Tao Zhiyong said indifferently, but in a flash, he took off his clothes, revealing the picture of Guanyin on his back.
Principal Jin was influenced and felt more confident. He immediately searched every room.
The two searched all the way from the first floor to the third floor and were frightened countless times by the specimens in bottles and jars. Even though Tao Zhiyong had the power of the Guanyin painting, his legs were still weak and he was gasping for breath.
Principal Jin pointed upstairs and said, "We're almost on the fourth floor. The chemistry lab is up there. There's no scary stuff there."
Tao Zhiyong wiped his face and cursed: "Fuck it, if I knew who was behind this, I would kill him!"
As soon as I finished speaking, there was a response.
Thump, thump, thump... Thump, thump, thump... The sound is everywhere and it is impossible to tell the direction of the sound source.
Tao Zhiyong's temples were throbbing, and he clenched his fists and punched the wall: "Who! Who the hell is playing tricks!"
Principal Jin quickly covered his mouth: "Stop yelling! Speak softly!"
Tao Zhiyong pushed Principal Jin's hand away and said, "We didn't find anyone all the way up here. The person who did this must be upstairs!"
After saying that, he rushed up without thinking.
Principal Jin was a bit fat and older, and his physical strength was not that good. He was left behind by Tao Zhiyong in just three or five seconds.
The thump thump sound continued, and it seemed to get louder as you went up.
He was frightened and stopped, not daring to go any further. He was wondering whether he should wait until the Ghost Festival was over before going back.
Before he made the decision, he had already turned around and prepared to go downstairs.
But as soon as he lowered his head, he saw a woman in red on the stairs. The woman had her back to him and her head lowered. Her waist-length hair almost touched the stairs behind her.
Principal Jin's pupils shrank, "Fan... Fan..."
The woman seemed to have just realized that there was someone behind her. She turned her head 180 degrees, then stood up and turned her body around. She reached out and grabbed the principal's arm, her cold body pressed tightly against him. "Go and destroy the Guanyin painting on Tao Zhiyong's body, and I won't kill you."
Principal Jin was shaking violently. He nodded hurriedly: "I'll go, I'll go right away!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Xiaozhou actually let him go. Seeing Principal Jin running upstairs, she followed him, hovering around him not too far away so that she could appear in his field of vision and constantly increase his panic.
Principal Jin ran to the sixth floor and finally found Tao Zhiyong. He had a psychological trauma about this floor, but in order to save his life, he still stepped into that corridor.
Tao Zhiyong was standing in front of the cracked wall studying it. When he saw Principal Jin, he didn't think much about it and just said, "It was smashed open by force. A woman doesn't have the strength to do that. It's probably a man who did it."
Principal Jin responded vaguely, pushed open the door of an equipment room and walked in, taking out a long screwdriver usually used to adjust instruments.
The screwdriver gleamed coldly as it moved closer and closer to the back covered with tattoos.
Just as Principal Jin raised the screwdriver, Tao Zhiyong's elbow suddenly hit back!
Principal Jin stepped back repeatedly and was about to fall. Someone supported him from behind, whispered a cold, bloody breath into his ear, and repeated, "If you break the Guanyin painting, I won't kill you."
Tao Zhiyong couldn't see Fan Xiaozhou. He could only see Principal Jin's body, which should have fallen backwards, miraculously stood up again.
Goose bumps appeared on his exposed skin. Tao Zhiyong thought that Principal Jin was possessed by a ghost. He growled and rushed forward.
The two men wrestled with each other, punching and kicking each other, both losing their minds.
Soon, Principal Jin was at a disadvantage. Tao Zhiyong rode on him and punched him down again and again, without even caring whether the other party had a bloody head.
By the time he discovered that the other person had lost consciousness, more than ten minutes had passed.
He looked at the sticky blood on his fist, then looked at Principal Jin who had his eyes closed. Realizing something, he let out a panicked cry, staggered to his feet, turned around and ran.
He didn't notice at all that the Guanyin picture on his back was scratched by his nails and was no longer intact.
He ran to the fifth floor, supported himself on his knees and took a long breath. His confused mind gradually became clear. Although the surveillance in the Chenzhou Building was broken, the surveillance in the campus was not broken. As long as the police conducted a quick check, they would find that Principal Jin came to the school with him.
Tao Zhiyong had no choice but to return to the sixth floor again to confirm whether Principal Jin was alive or dead.
In the corridor, Principal Jin was lying straight on the ground. The moonlight shone through the window onto his face, making his blood-stained face look even more terrifying.
Tao Zhiyong walked over step by step, his pace gradually slowing down. In the end, he even had difficulty taking a step.
He felt like there was another person on his back, making it hard for him to breathe.
Tao Zhiyong: "Fuck!" He cursed to encourage himself, straightened his back, and his back suddenly felt relaxed.
It was as if the man had slipped off him...
Tao Zhiyong was frightened by the thoughts that flashed through his mind. He swallowed nervously, closed his eyes, chanted "Amitabha", and continued walking forward.
Principal Jin was not dead. His breathing was light and he had been beaten unconscious.
Tao Zhiyong tried breathing and felt relieved. He stood up to leave, but suddenly he found that his vision went dark and he almost lost his grip on the flashlight.
It spun around a lot, and the walls and floor were uneven.
The protrusions gradually transformed into a hand, emerging densely from the end of the corridor.
Tao Zhiyong was so scared that he screamed and had no choice but to run to the other end of the corridor.
However, after running a few steps, there was an extra person on the wall at the other end of the corridor.
The light in the corridor above his head suddenly came on. The optical fiber was dim and flickered continuously, but it allowed Tao Zhiyong to see the face of the corpse clearly.
Tao Zhiyong's knees went weak and he leaned back against the wall. His face was as dry as dead tree bark and a red dress was hanging on his body. He still remembered the dress; he had given it to Fan Xiaozhou himself!
"Don't come over here!" Tao Zhiyong stuck to the wall and moved little by little in the direction he was coming from.
His ankle suddenly felt cold, and he looked down to see a shriveled ghost hand grabbing him! He dodged quickly after being kicked hard, and turned around to see the mummy standing in front of him, opening its mouth and spraying a foul smell of corpse gas in his face.
Tao Zhiyong didn't care about anything anymore. He opened the window, jumped out, and tried to hold on to the branch that was close to him.
Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him and his fingertips just happened to brush against the tip of a branch. His heavy body fell straight down, his head hitting the ground with his brain splattered on the concrete floor.
Until he completely lost consciousness, he was still wondering why the branch that was right in front of him suddenly became so far away.
So far that it easily took his life.