Li Xin at school was terrified by Shen Hui. Hadn't he just met her father? How could things have turned out like this?

Shen Hui was covered in injuries, and her flesh was rotting even faster. The rotting of a spirit's flesh was extremely painful.

Li Xin stood in the corner of the toilet, his body trembled, and he almost peed on the ground instead of aiming his urine.

He quickly pulled up his pants, staring at Shen Hui with a slightly flushed face. Ever since he learned that he had a protective charm, although he wouldn't do anything reckless, he was still a little afraid of ghosts.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you meet with your dad? Why are you following me around?" Li Xin found Shen Hui annoying.

"I... I need your help with something." As soon as Shen Hui finished speaking, Li Xin froze.

"I disagree, I won't agree, and don't tell me your tragic stories." Li Xin never stopped once he started.

Shen Hui; "……………………"

I haven't even said anything yet! How do you know it's a tragic story?

Hmph! His grandma said, don't believe ghost stories, and don't promise ghosts anything, the consequences are huge!

Shen Hui's request was rejected, and she couldn't bring herself to harm Li Xin. By nature, Shen Hui was a vengeful ghost who ate people; how could she be a good person? She was just trying to free herself by harming people everywhere, and her scheming was extremely wicked.

Shen Hui's gaze turned cold. How dare they refuse her? Then they shouldn't blame her for being ruthless.

Li Xin shuddered, a chill ran down his spine, and he immediately became alert. Was someone watching him? He looked around but didn't find anything, so he quickly left the restroom.

Shen Hui looked at the short hair in her hand with a sinister gaze. She was going to sacrifice Li Xin to that evil god Guan Yu. She didn't know if the method would work, but she had to try.

Back in the classroom, Li Xin finally felt at ease. However, seeing Shu Mali's increasingly pale complexion, he kept his distance from her. His intuition told him that Shu Mali was most likely being haunted by a ghost.

After that day, Ma Lihua never went to school again and dropped out.

Ms. Nie felt sorry for her, not knowing what had happened to her, and could only accept the principal's notice.

Fang Hang breathed a sigh of relief. This opponent had been suffocating him, but now he could focus on dominating the rankings.

Without his aunt by his side, Li Xin was always suspicious, making his classmates around him extremely nervous. Was Li Xin planning to secretly study and amaze everyone?

Fang Hang also paid close attention to him; he couldn't be careless against such a formidable opponent.

Li Xin; "…………………………"

You're overthinking it. He's just looking for ghosts to see if anyone has messed with him, so he can stay away from them.

When it was time for self-study, Shen Hui deliberately drifted over and glanced at Li Xin.

"If you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless too! You won't even help with such a small favor, go to hell!" Shen Hui's eyes were bloodshot, her face was like a demon, completely devoid of any humanity.

A gust of cold wind blew open Jia Ming's window, and he fell fast asleep, with Guan Yu tied to his chest.

Shen Hui glanced at Guan Yu and then sneaked into the shrine where Guan Yu used to be.

She took out a strand of hair, blew a breath of yin energy, and a pale blue flame ignited the hair. She carefully placed the hair into the incense burner, and after watching it burn completely, she quickly left Jia Ming's house.

Suddenly, the Guan Yu statue on Jia Ming's chest opened its eyes. This time, both eyes were wide open, and instead of golden light, there was a faint blue glow in them, which looked incredibly eerie.

He transformed into a figure resembling Guan Yu, and left Jia Ming's house with a strange smile on his face.

Shen Hui hid in the flower bed downstairs. As soon as she saw the evil god leave, she couldn't wait to fly up to Jia Ming's window, her red eyes fixed on the sleeping Jia Ming.

"Jia Ming... Jia Ming... I've corrected your test paper, get up quickly! Teacher Jia Ming..." A series of resentful voices made Jia Ming sit up abruptly from the bed.

"Who?...Who is it...?"

"Hahaha... Jia Ming... I'm here to help you grade your test paper... Hurry up and find it." Shen Hui's malicious voice was filled with pleasure.

Jia Ming's pupils dilated. "Shen... Shen Hui, it's you, isn't it? Yes, it must be you."

"Jia Ming, now that you know it's me, are you ready?" Shen Hui asked him in a good mood.

"What are you preparing?" Jia Ming was covered in sweat, and he hugged the evil god Guan Yu tightly.

"Prepare for what?" Shen Hui found it somewhat amusing. "What could I possibly prepare for? Of course, I'm preparing to kill you!" Her tone was vicious as she suddenly grabbed Jia Ming off the bed and flung him away.

"Ugh...cough cough cough...let go..." Jia Ming stared with his feet, his eyes rolled back, his tongue stuck out, and his whole face turned a purplish-red.

"Hahaha... It's no use, Teacher Jia, you'd better come down and keep me company!" Shen Hui's face changed drastically, her entire face contorted as if she were dead.

She strangled Jia Ming half to death, leaving him in a dazed state, and then took him to the rooftop.

"Goodbye, Teacher Jia."

While Jia Ming was in a daze, Shen Hui viciously pushed him off the tenth floor.

"bump!"

Blood gushed out, and brain matter splattered out, just as it had when Shen Hui died.

"Ah...ah...someone's dead, someone's dead!" The man was just about to drive away when someone suddenly fell from the sky, smashing his car window and leaving a large dent in the car.

The blood and brain matter terrified the young man, and his unseeing, lifeless eyes were particularly horrifying.

Shen Hui stood aside, looking at his corpse and laughed, but as she laughed, two bloody tears streamed down her face.

"Ding-dong...swoosh...swoosh..."

Before Shen Hui could leave, she was unable to move. Two chains, imbued with sealing yin energy and faintly visible, were wrapped around her body.

"Is it Shen Hui?" asked a man wearing a white hat and a white uniform.

"Who are you? Let me go!" Shen Hui struggled violently.

"Who am I? I am Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence), and you don't even recognize me? I received a report that you have killed countless young men and women. Come with me to the underworld!" After saying this, he took Jia Ming, who had just become a demon, with him.

Jia Ming, who was preparing to retaliate and make a name for himself, thought, "Damn, his luck is unbelievable."

After Li Xin returned home from school, he burned paper money in the backyard. He had gotten the paper money from his aunt. Looking at the burning paper money, he was filled with doubt. Would it really work?

In order to get rid of Shen Hui, that persistent pest, he found a method online: write a complaint letter to the Black and White Impermanence (the spirits of death in the underworld). He didn't care which one it was, or whether it was effective or not; he just wrote it, burned it, and that was it.

Shen Hui; "…………………………"

Ha! I really underestimated you, you little sly brat.

Meanwhile, the evil god Guan Yu was watching Li Xin intently, having been unable to make a move since school.

When Jia Ming's soul suddenly left his body, he knew he had fallen into the female ghost's trap, but he was determined to make the most of it.