Chapter 3 Admission Invitation Gift
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Here I come."
A gentle voice came through the heavy wooden door. The door was quickly opened. A girl of the same age, wearing a beige sweater and wide-leg pants, stood at the door and said with a smile,
"You came so quickly! The hot milk I ordered just arrived? I heard you were sick. You should be able to drink hot milk, right?"
Lin Zhuyue recognized at a glance that the other person was one of the "transfer students" he saw at the door of the office building last night.
The other person's appearance is outstanding.
Her hair is slightly brown and a little curly, her facial features are deeper than those of ordinary people, and her skin is very white. She seems to be from an ethnic minority, or perhaps mixed-race.
With her beautiful face, straight posture and good taste in clothes, she has an unconcealable noble air, like a rich lady.
Lin Zhuyue couldn't help but look down at himself.
I wish I didn’t have this school uniform.
She had really wanted to be admitted to Yuancheng No. 1 Middle School, but even though this was her ideal campus, she couldn't have the slightest fondness for this tacky and ugly school uniform.
Lin Zhuyue responded to the other party:
"Should...Is it possible?"
"Come in and sit down."
The girl grabbed Lin Zhuyue's wrist and pulled her into the meeting room.
There is a long table in the conference room. The table top looks very thick and the color is retro. The edges and corners are polished into a wavy shape without any sharp edges. There are several cups on the table.
There are a few familiar faces at the table——
The principal, the academic director, the grade director, and the class teacher Bai Shu.
Lin Zhuyue had a stomachache:
Things are really troublesome, right?
"take it easy."
The girl pulled out a chair for Lin Zhuyue and placed a cup of hot milk in front of her, saying kindly,
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wen Miyan. I have a companion here too, the boy you saw last night, his name is Ye Yangjia. He went out to make a phone call and will be back soon."
Lin Zhuyue hesitated and said:
"My name is Lin Zhuyue."
This girl named Wen Miyan and the boy mentioned by Wen Miyan, these two people who look almost the same age as her, do they have anything to do with her becoming an "Internet celebrity"?
Wen Miyan nodded: "Yes, I know..."
Before she could finish her words, the door opened.
The boy who pushed the door was Ye Yangjia. He was wearing a light grey shirt with a sleeveless sweater on the outside. His trousers and sweater were also black. His appearance was the same as his clothes, handsome but not arrogant.
"Do you think I want to recommend a teammate to you? Shican, let me remind you again, the last time you left the city standing upright and came back lying down, you used up my family's life-extending lamp."
Ye Yangjia came back with his phone and said into the microphone,
"And the Spiritual Master Academy said, without teammates, you can never leave Tiancheng to carry out any missions again! If you don't complete missions, you won't have credits, and if you don't have credits, you'll be expelled. If you don't graduate from the Spiritual Master Academy, you won't be able to get a Spiritual Master certificate, and you'll be no different from a folk swindler!"
There was a beeping sound from the other end of the microphone.
The other party hung up the phone.
Ye Yangjia cursed: "You idiot."
He put away his phone and suppressed the impatience on his face.
Wen Miyan walked around the table to the seat opposite. As she walked, she smiled and asked:
"You'd rather be a folk liar than a teammate?"
Lin Zhuyue was a little confused.
Life-extending lamp? Spiritual Master's Mansion? Heavenly City? Spiritual Master Academy? Spiritual Master Certificate? Folk charlatan?
Why can’t I understand every word?
Ye Yangjia also walked around to the opposite side and sat down next to Wen Miyan.
Wen Miyan rested her elbows on the table, crossed her fingers, and asked half seriously and half jokingly:
"Lin Zhuyue, do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?"
Lin Zhuyue spread out his hands and replied:
"If you had asked me this question before the break yesterday evening, I would have definitely said I didn't believe it."
As for now? I've already experienced it myself, so why would I still talk about whether I believe it or not?
If she answers that she doesn't believe it, does that mean there are no ghosts in this world?
Wen Miyan asked again:
"Can you tell me about your understanding of ghosts?"
Lin Zhuyue thought for a while and replied:
"All I know about ghosts comes from horror movies, ghost stories and urban legends. They are invisible and intangible. Perhaps because their existence is somewhat mysterious and they are closely related to death, people have a fixed impression that ghosts are very scary."
Lin Zhuyue answered here, paused, and asked:
"In your opinion, what are ghosts like? You know more about ghosts than I do, right?"
Wen Miyan affirmed:
"Well, it's not just ordinary understanding, it's very deep understanding."
Ye Yangjia took over the conversation calmly:
"There are many invisible things in this world that have yet to be scientifically understood: souls, gods, demons, goblins... We collectively refer to them as 'spirits.' Ghosts are also a type of 'spirit.' Because they were once human before death, their frequency spectrum is closer to that of humans. Compared to other spirits, ghosts frequently disturb the living."
“Because ghosts have the attribute of ‘death,’ those disturbed by them will become sick or even die.”
Lin Zhuyue absorbed the information seriously and blankly.
Wen Miyan sat quietly opposite, listening to her companion's explanation while picking up the cup and taking a sip of hot milk leisurely and comfortably.
"According to the principle of 'human rights first,' ghosts disturbing the living must be intervened, stopped, and corrected."
Ye Yangjia changed the subject and said,
"But not everyone has the ability to stop them."
"There's a kind of energy we call 'spiritual power,' the British Magical Association calls it 'magic power,' and there are many other names for it, which you'll gradually learn about. 'Spiritual power' is what we humans need to actively interfere with 'spiritual entities' that don't belong to the material world. Normally, only lightning strikes and powerful spiritual power can cause damage to spirits."
"But unfortunately, only a few individuals possess spiritual power, and those with strong spiritual power are even rarer. Moreover, without instruction, it is difficult for people to understand how to use spiritual power correctly."
Wen Miyan put down the cup and pointed at Ye Yangjia:
"This guy and I are among the few who have been educated."
Wen Miyan continued:
"We are from the secret special department Tiancheng Spiritual Master Mansion, which is also the Spiritual Master Branch of the National Security Bureau."
"Principal Li recently sought official help to resolve the haunting incident at this school. After the matter was verified, it was entrusted to the Spiritual Master's Mansion through the relevant departments. Wen Miyan and I came here to handle this matter."
Ye Yangjia sighed:
"Wen Miyan and I planned to go to the women's restroom to hunt ghosts at 11 o'clock last night. The maintenance notice was put up when we arrived here yesterday afternoon."
Lin Zhuyue was a little concerned about another thing at this time:
"That camera..."
Ye Yangjia immediately denied it:
"No matter how perverted I am, I would never install three hidden cameras in the women's restroom, let alone post the videos I took on Weibo."
"Police have verified the identities of the person who installed the camera and the blogger who posted the message on Weibo, and have begun making arrests."
Wen Miyan handed the phone to Lin Zhuyue and said,
"Then, this is the Spiritual Master House's handling of online information based on the school's 'maintaining confidentiality' rule. This is also our welcome gift to you."
It was that Weibo post on the phone. During the time when Lin Zhuyue rode his bike to school, the data increased a lot.
Lin Zhuyue had just taken the phone and looked at it for a few seconds when the phone interface suddenly turned white, with only the words "Weibo does not exist" left.
Lin Zhuyue took out his cell phone.
She searched for the blogger's account, looked for tags and topics, but could not find any Weibo posts, and there were no traces of reposts.
Wen Miyan reminded:
“Also check out the campus forum.”
Lin Zhuyue opened the forum.
The forum that was almost blown up has returned to normal. There are no posts about the "bathroom ghost" published after last night, no topics or replies.
Lin Zhuyue confirmed it again, and even the historical records were cleared completely.
All the information on the Internet about this incident seemed to have evaporated and disappeared. No, not disappeared, it was as if they had never existed.
Lin Zhuyue did not feel relieved. She knew that this matter would probably not end so easily, and the other party's wording also made her a little concerned.
She held the phone and asked:
"...A greeting gift?"
Ye Yangjia nodded:
"Yes, it's a meeting gift, because we'll be together for a long time in the future. Lin Zhuyue, you don't really think that it was the mop in your hand that fought off the female ghost last night, do you?"
"You possess extremely powerful spiritual power, so powerful that even with just a mop and without proper instruction, you can severely injure a demon."
Wen Miyan stood up and extended her hand to Lin Zhuyue:
"You are born to be a spiritual master, Lin Zhuyue, come to the Spiritual Master Academy."
Lin Zhuyue was unable to react for a moment.
Every child has imagined that an owl from Hogwarts would come to their home with a letter, and Lin Zhuyue was no exception. However, just as she believed that ghosts were fictional, Lin Zhuyue had always known that such an owl did not exist.
She always felt like she was dreaming. Since the break between classes yesterday evening, when she opened the door of the toilet cubicle, she fell into an extremely absurd dream and has not woken up yet.
What should I do?
Bai Zhu, who had been silent all this time, spoke:
"Zhuyue, go with them."
"Taking you to Celestial City and enrolling you in the Spiritual Master Academy is not really an invitation, but rather a measure of protection that cannot be refused."
Ye Yangjia said to Lin Zhuyue,
"The existence of spiritual power isn't actually that secret. Some special people and evil spirits know of its existence. Moreover, it's a good thing. Evil people, evil spirits, and some beings whose good and evil are hard to determine, all covet this power."
"If you are discovered, you will be hurt, controlled, or even killed. You need to be protected, and you also need to learn how to use it."
Ye Yangjia added:
"Because of that damn Weibo post, the fact that you possess powerful spiritual powers must have been known to others. We can delete data on the Internet, but we can't delete people's memories."
"If you don't accept the protection of the Heavenly City, sooner or later someone will find you, take away your spiritual power, or even sacrifice you whole or in pieces, and refine your soul into an evil ghost, where you will never be free."
Lin Zhuyue frowned and asked:
"Not even freedom after death?"
Ye Yangjia said with certainty: "Yes, there is no freedom."
Wen Miyan extended an olive branch again:
"So, Lin Zhuyue, do you want to follow your destiny and become a spiritual master? Or do you want to become a demon that has no freedom even after death?"
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