Pi Yuan tried to contact other people, but still couldn't reach them. Even the Pixiu statue in his house had lost contact. He was also being haunted by vengeful spirits. Pi Yuan's eyes narrowed and transformed into beast eyes. A golden array pattern flashed in his left eye, and a phantom image of Pixiu appeared behind him.

The little boy sitting on the balcony stopped smiling, his eyes turned ferocious and fierce, his skin became even paler, a long, blood-red tongue stuck out of his mouth, he bent his body, curled his ten fingers, and charged towards Pi Yuan with a shrill scream.

Chi Wei and Tao Xiaolu were also anxious, but they were facing a man. If Chi Wei hadn't stopped them, Tao Xiaolu would have swallowed him whole. However, Tao Xiaolu was still in his childhood. Swallowing physical objects was fine, but forcibly swallowing things like resentment would affect his mind and make him susceptible to its influence.

This man had killed countless people, and his aura of malevolence and resentment was extremely strong. Although he couldn't do anything to Chi Wei and his companion, he could easily trap them.

Xuan Yu and Teng Xue were carrying a young man who had already fainted, protecting him from being corrupted. Fortunately, the girl's vengeful spirit was not too strong, and the two of them could handle it.

If there were no one around, the two of them wouldn't have to hold themselves back. However, the vengeful spirit would grow stronger with each person they killed, so they had no choice but to protect this person. They didn't know where the other two had gone or what their situation was.

Bai Hao, who was the first to enter, set up a barrier on the third floor with a stern face. He conjured up a bunch of things out of thin air and was setting up a soul-sealing formation and a soul-searching formation. It was easy to dispel the vengeful spirits here, but his goal was to bring back the lost souls. However, too many people had died here, and it would take some time to find the person he was looking for.

In the corner, two young men, disheveled and unconscious, lay sprawled against the wall, their eyes rolled back. On the other side, trapped within a red blood talisman array were two elderly, vengeful spirits. Their faces were pale and bloodless, their eyes pitch black, and they were struggling painfully within the array. Thick black resentment permeated their bodies, but they could not escape the array.

Bai Hao felt there was no need to worry about the safety of Chi Wei and the other children. Murong Xue had just called for them to go upstairs, and Bai Hao realized that it was just a close call, so he felt at ease setting up the formation here.

There was no other way; formations were too complicated. But this was the simplest method he knew. At least Bai Hao had most of the necessary tools for setting up the formation. Otherwise, it would have been much more troublesome to prepare other things.

Fortunately, it's only around 1 a.m., and it gets light late in winter, so it should be fine before dawn.

Murong Xue shook off the little boy she saw and felt herself running towards the entrance of the haunted building. However, even though she was far enough away, she still couldn't leave. She didn't know where Pi Yuan had gone. She held her phone tightly for light.

As she looked around, she suddenly realized that she was not in the haunted building, but in a very abandoned corridor that looked just like a high school classroom, only more messy and dilapidated.

Murong Xue wanted to turn back, but when she turned around, she found that the original path was gone. A pale crescent moon hung outside the corridor window, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. Murong Xue stood there, her hands trembling, at a loss. There was a staircase in front of her, and classrooms on both sides.

Suddenly, a light appeared in the classroom at the end of the corridor on the right. Murong Xue's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the pitch-black staircase and could only slowly move towards the classroom, her footsteps echoing throughout the corridor.

Murong Xue's mind went blank, tears welling up in her eyes. She still couldn't believe that she had shaken off Pi Yuan back then, after all, this sudden illusion was really hard to guard against.

As she slowly approached, the classroom lights grew brighter and brighter, but the bright white light was eerie, devoid of any warmth or comfort. In her extreme fright, Murong Xue had no time to think or observe carefully.

The back door of the classroom was open. Murong Xue carefully moved over the wall and saw that the classroom was full of people wearing school uniforms with their backs to her. There was a figure moving on the podium, which seemed to be the teacher writing on the blackboard.

Murong Xue tiptoed to the door, her phone accidentally hitting the door frame. Murong Xue was startled, and everyone in the classroom turned to look at her.

Everyone had pale skin and dark, empty eyes. The female teacher on the platform turned her neck and looked at her with a wide grin, pointing at her. All the students slowly stood up.

"Ah—!" Murong Xue cried out in pain and turned to run away without looking back.

The original staircase no longer led down, so Murong Xue could only run upstairs, but the top floor had the same corridors and classrooms.

As footsteps approached from behind, Murong Xue tried her best to pile the tables and chairs around her at the bottom of the stairs, but there was no way to go. She gasped in fear, listening to the sounds of things being moved downstairs. She was flustered and at a loss, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder and a chill down her spine. A clear, emotionless voice rang in her ears.

"Murong Xue——"

Murong Xue's hair stood on end, and her teeth chattered uncontrollably, but she knew that she absolutely could not turn back!

Murong Xue steeled her heart and, when the second call rang out, covered her head and ran in one direction. She hadn't run far when she heard the sound of tables and chairs being thrown on the ground, and countless voices calling her name.

A door slowly appeared on the wall at the end of the corridor, filled with light. Murong Xue stumbled towards the door, but as she passed a classroom, she was forcefully dragged into it. Murong Xue steadied herself and turned to look.

A pair of empty, dark eyes stared coldly at Murong Xue, a cracked mouth revealing a bright red tongue, the pungent smell of blood making one want to vomit.

It was the female teacher who had been on the podium earlier!

Murong Xue immediately screamed and struggled to break free, shrinking into the corner, but the footsteps outside were getting closer, and the female teacher inside watched her approach step by step.

Just as Murong Xue was about to break down, she suddenly realized that she could see the ground outside the window and that she was actually on the second floor. Without hesitation, she stepped on the tables and chairs and was about to jump out of the window when the female teacher suddenly appeared and grabbed her arm.

Murong Xue struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face: "Help! Help! Let me go! Let me go! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Shut up!" a deep male voice growled, accompanied by a frightening tone. Murong Xue tightly closed her eyes, crying silently.

The man sighed, pulled Murong Xue to his side, and gently patted her back three times. Murong Xue sobbed and felt her emotions calm down a bit. She wiped away her tears, opened her eyes, and thought the person was Bai Hao, but she found out it wasn't him. She had never seen this person before.

Pi Sheng, who had been summoned by Pi Yuan, saw Murong Xue rushing towards the window as soon as he entered. It was the sixth floor, and she would be dead if she jumped, so he immediately pulled her back.

As soon as the woman saw him, she screamed and ran away. Pi Sheng was still wondering if there was something wrong with his face when he saw Murong Xue about to jump out of the window again. He had no choice but to dodge and pull her back.