At that moment, that familiar figure appeared—it was Long Xiyue.

I could hear the panic in Long Xiyue's voice. It seemed that this Teacher Long was really afraid that I would open this diary.

"Brother Chen, open it, I'll go stop her!"

Old Dao left me with a little blood before moving forward.

I was also provoked by Long Xiyue's words. She told me not to open it, but I was determined to open it anyway!

You can't just believe whatever you say, and besides, I believe Lin Momo.

"Master Chen, she's a fake! We must open it! If we're too slow, it'll be too late!"

At this moment, Lin Momo in the mirror also began.

I grabbed the diary, opened it, and then handed it in Old Knife's blood.

Sure enough, the diary began to tremble the next second.

Long Xiyue, who was standing next to her, also became distorted, and her body underwent significant changes.

Her originally tall figure had become short. Long Xiyue was originally about 1.7 meters tall, with a tall and slender figure, and was definitely the kind of perfect girl.

My body has suddenly shrunk.

When Lao Dao saw this, he was dumbfounded. If the original Long Xiyue's figure was drool-worthy, then the current Long Xiyue's figure was disgusting.

Her skin, which used to be flawless and white, has now turned like old tree bark.

When Lao Dao saw this, he immediately spat it out!

"vomit!"

When Lao Dao saw Long Xiyue in front of him, he vomited on the ground and began to feel nauseous.

Long Xiyue continued to change, eventually transforming into a gaunt man.

Through my third eye, I discovered that the man was filled with that strange energy.

"Strange, why didn't it happen just now?"

I find it a bit unbelievable. I just checked Long Xiyue's body with my Heavenly Eye, but there was nothing unusual about it.

Why is there such a big difference now? I don't quite understand.

I sized up the man; he was about 1.65 meters tall, and his skin was as dry and withered as old tree bark—as abstract as could be.

"Who are you? Why are you impersonating Teacher Long?"

I stared at the man, then picked up the lightning sword with my other hand.

Whoever this man is, one thing is certain: he's definitely not a good person!

"Brother Chen, doesn't this person look familiar? Where have I seen him before?"

At this moment, Old Dao carefully examined the man and suddenly spoke.

I paused for a moment, and to be honest, this man seemed somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.

Suddenly, Lin Momo in the mirror screamed, "Master Chen, look at the photo! Doesn't he look like Cao Dajun?"

Cao Dajun is the principal of this school. Although I have never met Cao Dajun, I have seen him in photos. To be honest, he dresses like a respectable person, but he doesn't look like a good person.

Upon closer inspection, she does indeed resemble the man in front of her somewhat.

The difference is that Cao Dajun looks like a well-dressed upper-class person, while this man looks like an ordinary old man who is a bit malnourished.

"Cao Dajun? Who is Cao Dajun? Who am I, really?"

The man looked at me blankly, then suddenly became extremely distressed.

Old Dao and I looked at each other, completely dumbfounded by this guy.

"Brother Chen, is this guy some kind of idiot?"

Old Dao looked at me and asked in confusion.

I shook my head and told Lao Dao to find a way to control the man.

I put down my diary and walked up to the man.

"Don't rush, think slowly. Think about what you've been through before! Also, are you Cao Dajun, and what is your relationship with Teacher Long Xiyue?"

I pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the man. This time, I looked at him more carefully.

The man possessed a faint aura of death, yet his life force was incredibly strong.

"This, this is actually a perfect vessel!"

When I saw this, I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

A perfect vessel; I've seen something similar in my notes.

There is a kind of evil magic called soul possession.

It involves using living people as sacrifices to carry souls.

Unlike containers, in this state, the carrier has no autonomous consciousness.

All consciousness originates from the attached soul.

What is the perfect carrier?

Old Dao turned his head and looked at me, somewhat puzzled. He didn't know what this meant.

I patiently explained it to Lao Dao.

After hearing this, Lao Dao stood there dumbfounded.

"Brother Chen, do you mean that the person we were talking to before was Long Xiyue?"

Old Dao got caught up in the trap.

I nodded. That's about right.

"Wait a minute, who's in this notebook?!"

Old Dao asked, frowning.

The question is, if it was Long Xiyue just now, then who is inside?

"They must have had their soul extracted! To find out the truth, we need to go inside and take a look!"

I took a deep breath, ready to go in and take a look.

Lao Dao quickly grabbed me: "Brother Chen, let me go in. I have experience with this!"

I shook my head, refused Lao Dao, looked around the office, and found a rope.

The man was very weak and seemed to have lost the ability to resist, but just to be on the safe side, I still planned to tie him up.

"Old Dao, you stay here and watch over this man until I come out! If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be able to talk to you once I'm inside!"

I first tied the man up, then picked up the notebook, ready to go inside and take a look.

Old Dao's lips moved as if he wanted to persuade me, but he stopped.

And so, armed with the Thunderstrike Sword and the mirror, I entered the diary.

Just like with Lao Dao, I'm currently back at school.

But the difference is that the person in front of me is Long Xiyue.

I called out to her, but she didn't respond. I guessed that she probably couldn't hear me, couldn't see me, and couldn't even touch me.

Sure enough, when I stepped onto it, my body passed right through Long Xiyue.

"Brother Chen, can you hear me?!"

At that moment, Old Knife's voice came from the air.

I nodded, said I heard, and then asked Lao Dao if my page had anything like a minimap.

Old Dao told me there was nothing there, only me and Long Xiyue.

My lips twitched, and I was just about to ask Lao Dao a question when Lao Dao's voice rang out unexpectedly.

"Brother Chen, I've found a special place!"