Ju Jingbai protected the dinner in front of him, hurriedly brushed past a boy on a bicycle, and entered the dormitory building. Fortunately, no other supernatural incidents occurred along the way.
Only when he entered the dormitory building did Ju Jingbai feel relieved.
She skipped up the stairs and said, "It's just an old pervert. How could she be so scared that she would have sequelae? She's not that afraid of ghosts! !"
"Tiantian, open the door. I'm back." Ju Jingbai knocked on the dormitory door. "How many people are there in our dormitory? Why is it so noisy when I hear it from outside?"
"What do you mean a few people? I'm the only one in the dorm. Chuqiu and Sishui went out to buy food." Ni Tiantian opened the door, turned around, scratched her hair, and sat back in her seat. "I'm doing my homework. This puzzle is so difficult. I didn't even dare to play music because I was afraid it would disturb my train of thought."
Ju Jingbai couldn't help but take a step back. She opened her mouth but couldn't even scream. She watched Ni Tiantian sitting among a group of little ghosts, scratching her head and doing her homework. The cyan ghosts crowded around her, filling up half of the dormitory. The deafening music and waving arms suggested that this might be the personal concert of the street dancer in her bed...
Now, the street dancer reached out to her, and the group of ghosts turned their heads with ferocious faces, each of them staring at her.
Ahhhhhhhh!
"Fuck, I'm not going to do this crappy question anymore. It's giving me a headache. Xiaobai, why are you still standing outside like an idiot? Aren't you going to come in?" Ni Tiantian threw the notebook down and asked curiously.
Ju Jingbai took another step back and held onto the wall; her legs felt a little weak.
"Ahhhhhh!" At the same time, the ghost in the dormitory also started screaming.
"Damn, the little fairy is back. Can you please check if there is any dirt on my face?"
"Oh no, oh no, I forgot to use the tribute cucumber mask last night. Look at how bad my complexion is... Maybe after seeing my beautiful face, the boss will no longer be afraid of ghosts."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You think you have a beautiful face, but you don't have a head."
"Did I take off my makeup? What do you think? Should I perform a street dance show for the boss? Maybe if he likes it, his fear of ghosts will be cured?!" The street dancer jumped down from Ju Jingbai's bed excitedly. The ghosts began to wander around in the dormitory, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.
Ju Jingbai listened to the ghosts' words stiffly, with a scream stuck in his throat.
"Huh? Xiaobai, why are you standing in the corridor? Why don't you go in? I bought some innovative dishes from Canteen No. 2 today. You must try them." Chu Qiu and He Sishui came back from buying food and said in surprise.
"Xiaobai, have you eaten? Why are you like this?" He Si Shui took a step closer to Chu Qiu and asked.
Ju Jingbai leaned against the wall, his lips stiffly raised. Just as he was about to say hello, he was met with a pair of scarlet eyes. Under the blazing white light, beneath He Sishui's silhouette, stood a boy, his body shimmering with a bluish-red glow. The flesh on his face was rotten, clinging to his cheeks like rotten meat.
The ghost boy looked at her, pinched the corner of He Sishui's clothes with both hands, and gave Ju Jingbai a reserved smile as if to show goodwill.
Ju Jingbai was immediately frightened and trembled: "Oh my... Oh my god!!"
"What's wrong with Xiaobai? Are you okay? Are you sick?" Chuqiu wondered.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to the bathroom." Ju Jingbai held onto the wall tightly as she walked towards the bathroom on the other side of the corridor. Suddenly, she remembered what she said during the day: she would only go ghost hunting with Xu Ge if there was a ghost in the dormitory. Isn't this a ghost in the dormitory? Now she just wants to go back and beat herself to death for saying that. Why does she have the strength to set a flag?
"What's wrong with Xiaobai? Why don't you put your things down before going to the toilet?" Chu Qiu asked in confusion.
"Something is wrong. Were you scared by something?" He Sishui asked.
"If you ask me, Xiaobai is amazing in every way except that he's too timid. What's there to be afraid of ghosts?" Ni Tiantian shook her head. "The world is so big, and there are so many beautiful and comfortable places. How could a ghost be willing to share a dormitory with a living person like us? If I turned into a ghost, I'd never come to school again."
Ju Jingbai naturally didn't know about the conversation between her roommates. When she entered the bathroom, she carefully looked at each cubicle again and again before going in cautiously and locking the door.
Her legs felt weak as she squatted down against the gate. She probably knew why she saw the ghost.
Ordinary people, without the help of external forces, if they are eroded by Yin energy for a long time, may also be able to see ghosts briefly depending on their physical conditions, but generally the contact is only fleeting. This is why there are so many news about strange and supernatural things, but no definite evidence has ever been revealed.
It was probably because she had been practicing martial arts for a long time and had been exposed to these things.
It was after she beat up that old pervert today that such a severe backlash was triggered. The Yin-Yang eyes probably need external force to close. Ju Jingbai gritted his teeth in anger.
That old pervert brought me so much trouble after being put in jail. Ju Jingbai felt deeply that she had not beaten him lightly today. She should have been more ruthless and knocked out all his teeth.
And the rotten-faced kid following He Sishui, he didn't seem to have any ill intentions, not only that, he was showing kindness to her! Ju Jingbai thought to herself, she had been well protected by her family before, and she never went out at night when she went to college. She hadn't seen a ghost for a long time, but were ghosts so gentle?
This isn't normal at all. In Ju Jingbai's impression, ghosts should be the same as those old perverts!
What the hell is this? You're calling me a fairy? And you're calling me a boss? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?
Ju Jingbai couldn't help but take out her cell phone and called her grandfather.
Her grandfather, Ju Xing, was the head of the Xingyi Sect and served for twenty-one years.
The Xingyi School, which embodies the unity of knowledge and action, is located by the water and beside the mountains. It is now a well-known Taoist temple in their town, but twenty years ago, the Xingyi School was still a declining and unknown sect.
The only aftereffect of her grandfather's rule is that Xingyi Sect was originally a typical Southern Tianshi Sect that despised talismans and emphasized the cultivation of essence, qi, and spirit, but now makes a living by selling talismans.
The various regulations such as not being allowed to take off Taoist robes and not being allowed to get married are like empty words.
They learned the knowledge of the Southern Tianshi Sect, but instead did the things of the Northern Tianshi Sect, so much so that now the Tianshi Association does not recognize Xingyi Sect as one of them.
Beep-beep-beep, the call was connected, and a pre-recorded automatic reply came: "Master is in retreat in early October and has not yet emerged. I will call you back when I emerge. Thank you for your cooperation."
Ju Jingbai was discouraged because his grandfather had not come out yet.
Ju Jingbai took out a paintbrush from his backpack and drew a simple Tai Chi on the tile. By refining the existing tools, the calculated information would be richer. He put some toilet paper under the tile, sat down, and straightened his posture.
Ju Jingbai thought about Xing Yijiao's appearance and threw the copper coin in his hand.
…
She had just calculated three hexagrams. The first hexagram showed that the clouds were clearing and the sun was shining. It was obvious that her grandfather was enjoying his retreat and didn't want to leave.
The second hexagram, about herself, said her positive peach blossoms were too strong, causing her negative peach blossoms to frequently stir, with a subtle tendency to form a peach blossom evil. Ju Jingbai couldn't help but curl her lips. She had never been right in her own predictions.
The third hexagram is "How Like Water". If the hexagram of "How Like Water" has not changed, it means that the problem is not with that child. We still have to find Xu Ge!
Ju Jingbai resigned himself to his fate and called Xu Ge.
"Hello, boss." The call was connected quickly, as if the person had been waiting for her call.
"I told you you would come!" Xu Ge laughed, and his bright laughter made Ju Jingbai grit his teeth in anger.
"Then I'll pick you up at the gate of your school. It will take about ten minutes. I've sent you the entrustment information on WeChat." Xu Ge seemed more anxious than Ju Jingbai.
"I understand." Ju Jingbai nodded.
Xu Ge didn't reply. Just as Ju Jingbai was about to hang up, he heard a noisy sound on the other end of the phone. Amidst the continuous beeps, the sound of a loud speaker on the street also came in.
——Come, guide the lost gentleman, remind the long-lost hero! Clouds resemble clothes and flowers resemble beauty. Do you want to know whether you will be very rich, medium rich, or small rich in this life...
"Xu family boy, how about the peach wood sword I sell? Is it useful? Hang it on the head of the bed, it can ward off evil spirits and change luck, right?!" The voice of the middle-aged uncle sounded.
"Of course, I haven't had nightmares since I got this peach wood sword. This is not the case with my friend who had a nightmare tonight, so I gave her a sword to hang on her bedside." This was Xu Ge's voice.
"If you want to dispel nightmares, the Bagua mirror you bought this morning is also good."
"I have them all..." Perhaps because Xu Gexing saw that she didn't hang up the phone for a long time, he hung up the phone himself.
"..." She seemed to have seen that stall selling Bagua mirrors in the amusement park before. Her stomach growled, and Ju Jingbai lowered her head to glance at the dinner in her hands. She couldn't help but snort. No way, no way. After all, weapons are used to save lives. Using fake ones is too stingy! ! That can't be right?
Ju Jingbai greeted the people in the dormitory on WeChat, walked out of the school, and opened the file that Xu Ge had just sent her. There were only a few short lines of text in the file.
Character: Si Yuzhe (Best Actress)
Husband: Cui Muze
Agent: Qian Yi
Event: Being harassed by a little ghost.
"That's it?" Ju Jingbai hesitated about his rash decision.
***
"Ring, ring, ring."
Si Yuzhe looked at the bell that rang automatically without wind, her expression changed, and she looked excitedly at the solemn-looking woman in front of her. The woman in front of her seemed to feel her gaze, and many weird onomatopoeias came out of her mouth.
She jumped as if being pulled, and made several impossible movements. It took a while before she slowly stopped.
Seeing the master in front of her open his tightly closed eyes, Si Yuzhe asked expectantly, "Master, what's going on? Did you drive that dirty thing away?"
"Oh, my girl, your room is truly remarkable." The witch smiled. "The one following you is the real Little Ghost King. I finally understand why you encounter so many little ghosts. The Ghost King can command all of them. Fortunately, I, an old woman, have accumulated a lot of merit through good deeds over the years, otherwise I might not be able to defeat him. Now, you can live peacefully in this room. No one will bother you."
Si Yuzhe looked at her with joy in her heart and was about to speak when she suddenly froze.
A tender and juicy rose appeared on the table of the dressing table.
"Master, are you sure you have driven away the dirt? Are you lying to me?" Si Yuzhe signaled the witch to look back. The moment the witch saw it, the beautiful roses suddenly withered.
The witch's beaming expression suddenly faded. She had never encountered such a strange thing before. Then a pair of small red floral shoes appeared inexplicably in the room, with the toes facing the head of the bed. The witch couldn't help but scream, pushed away Siyu's outstretched hand, and ran out screaming.
"There's a ghost!!" The witch's shouting echoed in the air.
Si Yuzhe took two steps back and held onto the wall. The sound of crying rang out in the empty room. She couldn't help but squat on the ground. It was like this again. She had to talk to Cui Mu Ze. She couldn't hold on any longer.
The strange things started when she arrived in Haicheng. She rushed here from the small county town with great expectations.
But I didn't expect that the horror would begin after I arrived.
It turned out to be just a nightmare. She dreamed of a group of children—children reading, children playing and laughing, children playing around her—all crushed to a bloody pulp by a sudden landslide, herself included. She could clearly see the expressions of each child as they died, reliving the pain a thousand times until she closed her eyes and heard someone say, "Master, this is truly wonderful! Our experiment was a success."
The question sounded as if the landslide was man-made. She felt like she would die with regret in her dream. It was too real and too terrifying. It was the most terrifying nightmare she had ever had.
The nightmare lasted for many days.
It wasn't until she moved into this hotel for work that she finally stopped having nightmares.
But then there would be a lot of things in her room that were not hers, children’s socks, children’s clothes, and then the roses. The tender and juicy roses would always wither in an instant.
Roses have become something that makes people want to scream these days.
It's not that she didn't want to change her place, she also went to stay at Cui Muzhe's place for one night, but she didn't expect that after just one night, a palm-sized child's footprint appeared on her belly.
The footprints became deeper and deeper.
She had no choice but to return to the hotel again.
After returning to the hotel, she began to frequently contact those metaphysical masters on the Internet and spent a lot of money to invite people to come, but the results were often unsatisfactory. She always felt that she was like a wooly sheep. After one group of people came to pluck the wool, another group came to pluck it again with the same reason.
But she couldn't refuse, and there was no other way.
Si Yuzhe stood up tremblingly, lit the calming incense on the bedside table, and smelled the fragrance of the calming incense. Only then did she calm down and waited anxiously for the Taoist priest to come in the evening.
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