Zeng Bai held his breath.
His eyes were closed, and except for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he lay on the bed like a dead man.
The sound of the door handle being gently turned and the keyhole turning continuously, in this extremely silent environment, bombarded Zeng Bai's ears like an explosion.
Don't... come in!
Perhaps the prayers worked, the sound of constantly testing the door lock finally stopped. But Zeng Bai knew that "it" would never leave so easily, so he kept his eyes closed until he heard a strange sound from the balcony.
The balcony of the dormitory had been in disrepair for a long time. The glass door was covered with cracks and the lock could not be fastened. At this moment, the glass door was slowly pushed, making a sharp and piercing sliding sound, and it opened a gap with difficulty.
"It" came in.
When he realized this, Zeng Bai's emotions stabilized.
He has violated the school rules and will not be let off easily, but it is unclear whether his classmates will be implicated.
The ghost had a wet and sticky fishy smell on its body, as well as a strong smell of water plants, as if it had just been fished out of the bottom of the water. It approached Zeng Bai's bed step by step.
It clung to the ladder.
The bed began to shake violently, like an earthquake. Not only him, but the people in the next dorm might have been woken up by the shaking. The dormitory was still quiet, as if no one noticed the strange noise.
In this situation, of course, he would make sure he did not violate the school rules and protect himself. Zeng Bai understood very well, and even prayed that Tang Yuan would not be impulsive, lest they both be targeted by ghosts.
The vibration was becoming more and more obvious, and the smell of dampness penetrated into his nose, as if the smelly stagnant water was right next to his cheek. Zeng Bai's eyelids twitched slightly. He didn't open his eyes, but he felt something standing next to his bed, staring at him with those weird and ruthless eyes, and opened his smelly mouth wide - Zeng Bai suddenly jumped up!
He was not the type to sit and wait for death. He pinched the monster's vital point fiercely at that moment, twisting it and rolling off the bed. The pain of falling from a high place made Zeng Bai groan, but it aroused his ferocity even more. At that moment, he took out the exorcism dagger he had exchanged and stabbed the monster in the fatal spot.
Ghosts are also afraid of bad people. Although Zeng Bai is not a bad person, he is also an experienced player in killing ghosts. Moreover, he vaguely realized that this ghost did not seem to be as powerful as he imagined, so he took ruthless action while driving it out to avoid implicating other people.
Even without using his talent, Zeng Bai's own skills were very good, and he gradually gained the upper hand in the fight. At another opportunity to fight, Zeng Bai seized the flaw revealed by the monster and attacked decisively and fiercely. He slashed horizontally with the dagger, and just as he was about to stab in, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
The slightly cool touch is transmitted through the skin, like a snowflake falling on the wrist and suddenly melting away.
In addition to being cold, the touch from that place was also very soft, a strange feeling Zeng Bai had never felt before, so much so that he felt a little confused in his heart, and his movements became slow...
Suddenly a layer of water was splashed on his face.
The cold water slid from the tip of his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then dripped onto the ground from the bridge of his nose.