Pei Di raised his head: "What about mid-to-high-level talismans? Would even you, Boss, find them difficult?"

"No, it's just a matter of taking a second look," Mingzhuo said frankly.

Li Wenhe's smile faded, and he thought to himself, "Are you even a normal person?"

This talisman was the result of him practicing all night, following the example given by Mingzhuo. He had concentrated intently and put in a great deal of effort, believing he could at least barely compare, but he was still instantly annihilated.

The classes these past two days have all been about the test papers. Mingzhuo had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he simply hid downstairs drawing talismans.

The key point is that the teacher didn't think this person was slacking off; instead, she was very pleased and told the whole class, "You should all learn from Ruan Mingzhuo! Even though she got first place in the grade, she didn't slack off. Everyone should have this spirit of continuous striving!"

Li Wenhe: "..."

There was nothing more to say.

After school, Mingzhuo looked at his work with satisfaction and then asked Li Wenhe to put it away.

Li Wenhe had some guesses in his mind, "Is it because we suddenly drew so many talismans that we need them urgently?"

Mingzhuo himself rarely uses low- to mid-level talismans, so he's too lazy to draw them. The fact that he suddenly drew so many inevitably raises questions.

Mingzhuo nodded: "Talking to smart people is so easy. Didn't I say I'd take you guys on a training mission? Well, here's the opportunity. The leader of that suicide pact group is so cunning, why don't we infiltrate and have some fun with them?"

Li Wenhe: "..."

Is this something you can just play around with? You could lose your life if you don't play it right!

He sighed, already quite aware of his role as a tool, "I understand, these talismans are for my survival, right?"

Mingzhuo nodded and said, "But the most important thing is not you."

Pei Di: "Is it me, boss?"

“No, not exactly.” Mingzhuo shook his head. “You’re not participating in this mission.”

Pei Di was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically. "Why? Boss, are you abandoning me?"

"No, why would you think that?" Mingzhuo thought for a moment. "The main thing is that for this mission we have to play a dejected high school student who wants to commit suicide. Do you think you're suitable for this role?"

Pei Di has such a fiery temper that he's unlikely to be discouraged by anyone.

If you're not convinced, then fight it out. Let's have a fight first.

This guy is carefree, simple-minded, and never suffers from mental exhaustion. So while anyone could commit suicide, he couldn't. The aura of a school bully is truly formidable.

Pei Di: "Okay, then I'll practice drawing talismans at home."

He wanted to make sure he could be of use next time, since he was clearly more capable than Li Wenhe in terms of combat skills, and could easily handle three or four people by himself.

Li Wenhe asked, "Then who is the most important person?"

Mingzhuo smiled. "You'll find out soon enough."

——

As soon as the group stepped out of the school gate, they heard someone shout, "Master!"

People around them turned to look. Xie Xiao's classmate said, "Isn't that the trendy guy who came to see Ruan Mingzhuo last time? He's really strange, calling that young lady 'master'."

Xie Xiao smiled wearily, thinking to herself that the man was indeed a master, a master of feudal superstition.

However, she dared not reveal this matter, and besides, even if she did, probably no one would believe her.

The students in the class now have a kind of blind worship for Ruan Mingzhuo.

Mingzhuo watched He Wangyao walk over and said, "You'd better not call me Master anymore."

Li Wenhe spoke at the same time: "Boss, is it him?"

It wasn't that he was looking down on him, but this person just looked like an ordinary person; what help could he possibly offer them?

He Wangyao was unaware that her fate had already been arranged by Mingzhuo, and she eagerly handed over the drink she had just bought.

"Then can I call you Boss instead of Master?" Remembering his old man's instructions, he quickly seized the opportunity and readily latched onto his coattails.

Li Wenhe: "..."

Pei Di: "..."

This person is so shameless!

Mingzhuo was somewhat surprised: "If you want to call me that, then that's fine too."

She's used to being the boss to others, so having a 250-month-old child with her isn't out of the question.

He Wangyao: "By the way, boss, is there something you wanted to see me about?"

He rushed over after receiving a message from Mingzhuo, thinking to himself, "Why can't we talk about this at home?"

He was licked by a ghost's tongue last night, and he still has a psychological trauma from it!

Mingzhuo had said that Luowu Residence was very clean, without even a ghost in sight, so he felt it was safer to stay there.

“I do have something to discuss with you. Let’s find somewhere to talk. It’s on me,” Mingzhuo said meaningfully.

What they were doing required attracting evil spirits, so setting the location at Luowu Residence was definitely not an option; that place was too clean, and most evil spirits wouldn't dare to approach it.

After the group found a tea room and sat down, Mingzhuo handed over his phone, saying, "Quickly reply to these posts in the comments section."

According to Xia Siru's recollection, she initially replied to these posts with some discouraging comments.

He Wangyao took it and looked at it for a moment, then nearly fainted. "No, why would you do this?"

He was perfectly fine and didn't want to cut his wrists, drink poison, or jump from a height!

Mingzhuo cleared his throat: "It's like this, we need you to play the role of a young person who is completely despondent..."

He Wangyao wasn't stupid. Combining the cause and effect of Xia Siru's incident with the words of that ghost-controlling woman, she instantly understood Mingzhuo's plan.

This person saw the potential in my birth chart, which indicates a constitution of pure silver, and wanted to use me as bait to lure them in!

He was almost in tears: "Boss, you absolutely have to protect me!"

“Of course, don’t worry.” Mingzhuo patted the other’s shoulder. “If I can bring you back from the wilderness of Sanzu River, other places are even less of a problem.”

He Wangyao was still very scared, but he felt he could try to overcome it.

“Okay, I’ll give it a try.” He took a deep breath and started typing.

The three of them sat in a private room chatting with netizens for several hours, occasionally searching for some scary pictures.

Later on, He Wangyao became very adept at playing the role of a person who was down on her luck, accusing her wealthy father of being indifferent to her, being ridiculed for not having a proper job when doing live streaming, and not having any friends in real life.

Many people commented on the post, with some criticizing him for whining and saying that being rich is better than most people in the world; others said they understood his pain, then took the opportunity to promote their products...

Many of them said, "Then why don't you just commit suicide? Why are you showing off online? Are you trying to get attention?"

He Wangyao was speechless: "Don't these netizens know how to be more considerate? Some of their comments are unbearable for a normal person like me, let alone someone who is really going through a low period."

Mingzhuo nodded: "Indeed, some people have dark hearts. After all, this post is very evil, so what good people would it attract?"

She paused, then added, "But it's also possible that these comments weren't posted by a human at all."

He Wangyao: "Huh?"

“Perhaps the evil entity has already set its sights on you,” Mingzhuo said.

He Wangyao instantly got goosebumps all over her body.