In the next few days, the teacher taught me a lot, and I studied very hard. After this experience, I had a vague feeling in my heart that this was the path I wanted to go down. The feeling was very wonderful, as if... it was destined.

After several days, it seemed that the master had to go on a long trip for something. He threw the key to the shop to me, and then asked me to come and clean it when I had nothing to do. Then he left without even looking back. Seeing him rubbing his hands, I vaguely felt that someone, or a ghost, was going to be in trouble.

I left school and rested for a few days. I was a little nervous after being scolded by my teachers these days. My roommate and best friend Zhou Wen suddenly told me that he wanted to drop out of school.

"Ever since that day, I've been seeing strange things," Zhou Wen said with a wry smile. This was the first time he'd spoken to me about the ghostly encounter. He pointed to his head and said, "My family says I'm not quite right, and I think so, too. Yesterday after class, I actually saw a girl trying to jump from the building in the West Building. I couldn't stop her, and she jumped, but there was nothing on the ground."

Before I could say anything, Zhou Wen looked at me apologetically again. "I haven't dared to tell you this lately. I've always seen a dark aura coming out of you, and subconsciously I've wanted to stay away from you. But I think I'm done. I must be mentally broken, so I'm planning to drop out of school."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to pack his things.

I looked down at myself. No wonder, anyone who spends every day around ghosts will be tainted by their negative energy. After hesitating for a moment, I decided to tell Zhou Wen the truth. I told him in detail how I met my master after he was admitted to the hospital, how I saw ghosts, how I became his disciple, and how I finally helped Wu Lei's brother return to normal. Although I inevitably boasted a little bit in the process.

Zhou Wen's eyes widened when he heard this. I felt a little proud, but he reached out and touched my forehead: "Chenyang, why don't you come with me? There's a very good psychiatrist in my hometown."

I forgot that Zhou Wen is a staunch atheist, which is why he dared to go exploring in the barren mountains with me and even sleep in the temple.

Even if he saw a ghost, he just thought that there was something wrong with his mind.

This actually made me feel a little guilty towards him.

So I stopped him and asked him to take me to Xijiao, the building that had been discontinued, in the evening.

But this time I was not blindly confident. Instead, I skipped my afternoon classes and went to the shop. When I opened the shutter door, I saw several ghosts sitting together playing mahjong in the red light.

Seeing me come in, the pretty female ghost invited me again: "Young man, don't you have classes today? Let's play a round?"

The fat man on the side complained that Jing Tian was stupid and couldn't even play mahjong after being taught for so many days.

Only the guy with his head wrapped said nothing.

I cautiously made a request to them. Jing Tian hesitated. The guy with his head wrapped just looked at me and remained silent. The fat man was busy chewing the candle in his hand while moving his mahjong tiles. The beautiful female ghost stood up and said, "Okay, sister will help you this time."

"Sister Hong, if Master Fang knew..." Jing Tian dissuaded me in a low voice, with an embarrassed look on her face, looking at me and then at Sister Hong from time to time.

Sister Hong then remembered my master who was like a plague to her. She smiled sullenly, thought for a moment, and decided to follow me.

"As a ghost, you should always have some integrity. I've already said it, so I can't just swallow it all back, right?" Sister Hong said, "Besides, I'm helping his apprentice, so you can't blame me for this, right?"

I was sure she was comforting herself.