After a while, after giving the unconscious students some water, everyone woke up one after another.

"Huh..." Seeing that everyone was fine, the class teacher Zhao Wensong breathed a sigh of relief.

He organized this class trip, and if something happened to someone, he would be punished. Moreover, these children were all his students, and as a teacher, he really didn't want to see any accidents happen.

Fortunately, no one was hurt. Except for the one who was a little confused after waking up, no one was injured. It was a blessing in disguise.

Because an earthquake had just occurred, Zhao Wen was very skeptical about the safety of Zhushan Village.

However, because it was already night, Zhao Wen could not take everyone away directly. They could only stay in Zhushan Village for one night and leave as soon as they got up tomorrow morning.

Zhao Wen stood in front of the crowd, looking at the people supporting each other, frowning slightly, and said in a worried tone: "Let's go back and rest now, and go back to school tomorrow morning. Everyone support each other and be careful not to fall."

"Yes." Everyone responded.

Zhao Wen nodded, ready to turn around and lead everyone away. Then he paused, looked around, and said in confusion, "Strange, why is the black clothed staff member gone?"

Before that, all the classmates ran upstairs, and Zhao Wen stayed on the first floor and chatted casually with the man in black cloth until the earthquake happened...

After the earthquake, the staff member...

So what?

Zhao Wen recalled and found that his memory of that time was very vague.

"teacher?"

Seeing Zhao Wen stop, squad leader Gu Anping asked in confusion.

"It's okay." Zhao Wen shook his head, then walked in front and led everyone to their residence.

“…”

Xiang Yan raised his head and glanced at his homeroom teacher Zhao Wen who was walking in front of him, thinking about his words in his heart.

Because he was relatively close, Xiang Yan also heard what Zhao Wen said just now. He was a little concerned about the man in black cloth that Zhao Wen mentioned.

The system had said before that it felt a very strong energy fluctuation.

At first Xiang Yan thought it was the woman in white. After all, among all the ghosts he had encountered, the woman in white gave Xiang Yan the feeling that she was the strongest ghost he had ever seen.

But the system said that they were not the same one, and the energy fluctuations of the woman in white were different from what he had felt before.

This made Xiang Yan very concerned. An unknown ghost hiding in the dark made Xiang Yan feel very passive.

[Dear, don't worry too much, I'm always here.] The system looked at Xiang Yan's serious expression and quickly comforted him.

[Yeah.] Xiang Yan nodded gently.

…

The back mountain of Zhushan Village.

A black ghost figure flashed quickly in the dense bamboo forest.

brush--

The black shadow stopped in front of a huge gray rock, raised his head and looked at the woman in white sitting on the rock with indifferent eyes.

"Hey, you're here!" The woman in white smiled slightly and raised her hand to greet.

"..." The black shadow looked at the woman in white silently and asked in a deep voice: "Why did you stop?"

The woman in white raised a faint smile, and her peach blossom eyes looked at the unhappy man in front of her, "Guess who I just met?"

"Who?" the man in black cloth asked.

"The passage between hell and the human world will be reconnected soon, right?" The woman in white did not answer and instead talked about another issue.

"Zuo Kexin!" The man in black cloth called out the name of the woman in white with dissatisfaction on his face.

"..." The woman in white, Zuo Kexin, smiled indifferently, stood up and walked to the man in black cloth, "On the day when hell reopens, all ghosts will reappear and the ghost king will descend..."

"Tell me...besides that person, who else can be a match for the Ghost King?"

"What do you mean?!" The man in black cloth looked up at Zuo Kexin in surprise.

"Shh!" Zuo Kexin stretched out a finger and gently placed it on her lips, signaling the man not to say it out loud, just let him know.

After saying that, Zuo Kexin turned and walked away with a mysterious smile on her face, leaving behind the man in black with a face full of surprise, suspicion and fear.

After a while, the man slowly restrained the complicated expression on his face, turned around and walked deeper into the bamboo mountain.

Buckle, buckle, buckle——

The man stopped in front of a black wooden door and knocked.

"Come in." A clear and elegant voice came from behind the door.

The man opened the door, bowed his head and walked in respectfully, "Sir."

The man addressed as "Sir" was wearing a green double-breasted gown embroidered with bamboo leaves. He sat by the window with a gentle expression, looking at the bamboo forest in the distance.

Hearing the sound of the man in black approaching, he turned around and nodded lightly, his tone gentle and full of a reassuring feeling, "Sit down."

"Yes." The man in black nodded and sat down opposite the man in green.

"Lin Gui, you failed." The man in green put down the teacup in his hand and said in an affirmative tone.

Lin Gui didn't say anything to defend himself. He just lowered his head with a look of shame on his face and remained silent.

The incident in the high-rise building was originally planned by Lin Gui and Zuo Kexin. Lin Gui needed the souls of those outsiders, while Zuo Kexin needed their emotions of fear.

When two people work together, each gets what they need.

But unexpectedly, Zuo Kexin stopped halfway through and sent out those who were trapped in the ghost realm.

Lin Gui repeated to the man in green everything Zuo Kexin had just said.

“Hell…” The man in green touched his chin and whispered to himself. Although he was thinking about something in his heart, his expression was still as gentle and calm as ever, like a mask that would never change.

After a pause, the man in green waved his hand and let Lin Gui leave.

After Lin Gui left, a hint of displeasure appeared on the green-shirted man's face, which had remained unchanged until then.

[The Ghost King is coming? I want to see if this new Ghost King has the strength to keep his position.] He snorted in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, and his figure gradually disappeared in the breeze.

…

"Huh." As soon as he returned to the hotel room, Xu Wenguang threw himself on the bed and let out a long breath.

Seeing Xu Wenguang's expression, Xiang Yan and the other two understood his feelings. It was indeed difficult to accept that the materialistic worldview that they had believed in for more than ten years was suddenly shattered.

Xu Wenguang's performance was already very good. At least although he was scared when he was in the ghost realm, he did not shout and scream, causing trouble for Xiang Yan, Gu Anping and others.

Although Xiang Yan had never encountered one, he knew what the reaction would be when people saw a ghost for the first time.

It is common to be scared to the point of screaming or being unable to move. There are also many people who are afraid but still suppress their fear and look for clues. However, it is abnormal if one looks calm.

So Xiang Yan and the others didn't say anything to Xu Wenguang's exhausted look. They just turned around, packed up their things, and prepared to rest.

They have to get up early and go back tomorrow morning.

When everyone packed up their things and lay down on the bed to rest, Xu Wenguang suddenly asked, "Have you seen many ghosts?"

After finally escaping from danger, Xu Wenguang's curiosity overwhelmed his fear. He recalled how Yan Gu Anping and the others had behaved in that place before, and suddenly became curious about them.

"Are you all heavenly masters? Or magicians? No, magicians seem to be monks?"

Xu Wenguang thought of the horror novels he had read. The Taoist priests who caught ghosts in them seemed to be called Tianshi, and Mage seemed to be the name of monks.

"The real Heavenly Master is much stronger than us." Gu Anping said helplessly after hearing Xu Wenguang's muttering.

Heavenly Master, Magician, and Witch are the three more well-known names for ghost hunters today.

A true heavenly master or magician is someone who has received orthodox teachings and is very powerful.

Like Wudang Mountain, Longhu Mountain and Shaolin Temple.

The country also trains many heavenly masters and magicians, but they are called differently.

In addition, there are also many scattered people among the people, but most of them are not formal and cannot be called Heavenly Masters.

People like Gu Anping and Xiang Yan, who only have a few talismans that are barely enough to protect themselves but cannot catch ghosts, can only be said to be slightly better than an amateur, but cannot be called a heavenly master.

"Oh oh oh." Xu Wenguang nodded like a chick pecking at rice as he listened to Gu Anping's explanation.

Xiang Yan on the other side also stretched his ears and listened secretly.

Although the system had given him information about these things, it felt different when spoken out loud. At least it was a lot more flexible than rigid text.

So, that night, Gu Anping taught Xu Wenguang some knowledge about ghosts, so that Xu Wenguang would not accidentally break any taboos and offend evil spirits in the future.

Xiang Yan also listened beside him the whole night.

Gu Anping didn't know that Xiang Yan was also listening nearby. After all, they had heard these things since they were young, and their family members warned them about them every day, always worried that something might happen to them.

Gu Anping looked at Xiang Yan's previous performance in the face of ghosts and thought that he was like them, a person who had often encountered ghosts since childhood. He never thought that Xiang Yan had only been in contact with ghosts for more than a month.

However, even if Gu Anping knew that Xiang Yan was listening, he would not ask anything. For people like them who often encounter ghosts, their classmates and friends might have hidden powerful identities.

They generally don't ask for the other party's identity information.

They work together when encountering ghosts, and continue to live their daily lives without interfering with each other after the encounter.

…

Early the next morning, Xiang Yan and his classmates were called up by their class teacher Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen only breathed a sigh of relief when everyone was on the return bus.

"Due to an accident, this travel plan has ended ahead of schedule. Everyone should have a good rest after returning." Zhao Wen reminded.

"yes."

"knew."

Everyone who was sitting obediently in their seats responded.

"Huh?" Xu Wenguang was sitting in his seat. When the car set off, he looked back curiously at Zhushan Village behind the car. Then he noticed with his sharp eyes that there seemed to be fog outside Zhushan Village.

As the mist drifted in waves, the originally clear Zhushan Village gradually became blurred.

Xiang Yan, who was sitting next to Xu Wenguang, heard Xu Wenguang's exclamation and turned to look behind him.

Compared with Xu Wenguang's doubts, Xiang Yan thought more. His eyes narrowed and he asked the system to investigate the current situation of Zhushan Village.

He suspected that something had happened in Zhushan Village.

After a while, the system came back.

[Dear, Zhushan Village is empty.] The system's solemn voice sounded.

"Empty?" Xiang Yan said it unconsciously in surprise.

"Hmm?" Xu Wenguang looked over in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Xiang Yan shook his head to indicate that everything was fine.

The author has something to say: Here is the manuscript box again, Xuzi... I don’t know what Xuzi is doing now, anyway, today’s update will be done by me!