The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Turning on the light, he found an unfamiliar old book on the desk, with a crooked talisman written in red ink. Just as Jian Yi was about to touch it, something suddenly wrapped around his wrist. He looked down and saw a strand of black hair climbing up his arm.

"what!"

She screamed in fear. Bai Yu grabbed the scissors on the table and cut off her hair. He picked up the broken hair and rubbed it in his hand: "You are disobedient. If you do this again, I will be really angry!"

The broken hair twisted in his palm and turned into a pool of black water in a moment. Jian Yi stared at him for a long time, unable to speak.

"Look!" Bai Yu pointed outside the window and clapped her hands again, "That Loulou is dancing, and it's so ugly!"

Jian Yi followed his finger and looked. The lights were on on the top floor of the old teaching building across the street. The figure on the curtain twisted stiffly, like a puppet. A chill ran down her back, but Bai Yu was still grinning. "It's looking for its baby, but the baby flew away a long time ago."

Just as the words fell, footsteps were heard in the corridor, as if someone was dragging something heavy. Bai Yu suddenly covered Jian Yi's mouth and pulled her behind the door. She also shrank her neck, revealing only her sparkling eyes, and whispered, "Someone is coming, let's play hide-and-seek!"

The footsteps in the corridor were getting closer and closer, and the friction sound of dragging heavy objects was particularly harsh in the silent corridor, like someone slowly cutting the ground with a blunt knife.

"Squeak-"

The moment the dormitory door was pushed open, Zhou Ren's figure appeared at the door. She was dragging a black box half a person's height in her hand. The wheels under the box were probably stuck with stones, and it made a strange noise every time it moved.

"Finally here..." Zhou Ren panted and was about to drag the box into the house when a white shadow suddenly jumped out from behind him.

"Wow!"

Bai Yu let go of Jian Yi at some point and jumped out like a teasing puppy.

"what--!"

Zhou Ren was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his hand shaking as he pointed at Bai Yu angrily: "You, you, you...you want to die!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Jian Yi quickly ran over to help her up, apologizing repeatedly, "He didn't mean it, his brain isn't working very well, don't bother with him."

Zhou Ren glanced at Bai Yu, who was hiding behind Jian Yi, and didn't pursue the matter any further. He pointed at the box on the ground and said, "You don't have to be afraid anymore. This box is full of ghost hunters. Tonight, we'll make sure that red-dressed ghost never comes back."

"What's in here?" Jian Yi looked at the box curiously. It was covered with black cloth and its outline could not be seen clearly. It only felt heavy, and there were several yellow talismans pasted on it.

Zhou Ren reached out and lifted the black cloth. Various things were neatly stacked in the box: a peach wood sword with a dark red glow, copper coin swords densely strung together, a compass, an inkwell, glutinous rice, black dog blood... There was even a palm-sized bronze bell that made a "ding-ling" sound when shaken, but the sound was indescribably cold.

"These are all heirlooms from our ancestors," Zhou Ren picked up a peach wood sword and weighed it. "They'll definitely be effective against these evil spirits."

Bai Yu came over to take a look, reached out and picked up a piece of talisman paper, frowned and squeezed it: "This paper is soft and useless."

"You know shit!" Zhou Ren snatched the talisman paper and threw it into the box in a bad mood. "This is a soul-calming talisman I drew myself. It's definitely invincible and unstoppable!"

Bai Yu suddenly realized: "Oh, so you drew it yourself, no wonder it's useless."

Zhou Ren was furious when these words came out: "Bah! What do you know, you little brat? Stop trying to shake the morale of the troops. Don't think you can speak without restraint just because you've been here for a few days. If you cause trouble again, I'll kick you out!"

Bai Yu clutched the corner of Jian Yi's clothes and whispered, "But it's really useless... the energy on it is all dissipated..."

Song Ran just happened to push the door open, holding two large bags of snacks. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he quickly stuffed a bag of potato chips into Bai Yu's hand and said, "Eat something and stop arguing."

She leaned over to the box and took a look, her eyes sparkling. "Zhou Ren, are you really going to catch ghosts tonight? Will it be dangerous?"

"Danger is exciting!" Zhou Ren patted his chest. "With me here, I promise to show you what true Taoism is. At twelve o'clock tonight, we will wait here for the female ghost to show up."

Song Ran was frightened and excited at the same time. "Should I prepare something? Like a flashlight?"

"No need, I brought them all." Zhou Ren pointed to the high-intensity flashlight in the corner of the box, "I guarantee she will have nowhere to hide."

The night was like a piece of cloth soaked in ink, slowly covering the entire dormitory building. The wind outside the window grew louder and louder, sobbing like someone crying.

Zhou Ren placed the peach wood sword on the table, hung the copper coin sword behind the door, and sprinkled glutinous rice in the four corners of the wall. He placed the compass in the middle of the room, and the needle was spinning rapidly, as if it was being guided by something.

Jian Yi sat on the edge of the bed, watching Zhou Ren busying around, her heart in turmoil. Bai Yu sat beside her, stuffing her mouth with potato chips, her eyes fixed on the window, and suddenly said, "She's coming soon."

"Who?" Jian Yi's heart tightened.

"The one looking for the baby." Bai Yu pointed to the old teaching building across the street. "She's spinning around on the roof. She's so dizzy."

Zhou Ren heard this and snorted coldly, "You've come just in time, saving me the trouble of looking for her." She picked up the bronze bell and shook it, "Once this soul-catching bell rings, I guarantee her soul will be shattered."

Time passed minute by minute, and the hands of the wall clock slowly moved towards twelve o'clock. When the clock struck "Dang", the power suddenly went out in the whole building.

"What's going on?" Song Ran grabbed Jian Yi's arm in fear. In the darkness, her voice trembled.

"Don't panic! She's here!" Zhou Ren's voice came from the darkness. The strong flashlight turned on, and the beam of light swept around the room. "Get ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, red liquid suddenly seeped out of the wall and flowed down the cracks in the wall like blood, dripping onto the ground. It soon formed a pool and was slowly spreading to the bed.

"Ah!" Song Ran screamed and shrank back.

Jian Yi was so frightened that her whole body stiffened. Bai Yu hugged her tightly, patted her head and soothed her, saying softly, "Be good~ I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Don't touch the wall." Zhou Ren raised the peach wood sword and stared around vigilantly, "This is the blood evil condensed from resentment. If you touch it, you will be entangled!"

Suddenly, a strong wind rushed in from the window, blowing the paper talismans on the table all over the sky, and the compass needle spun wildly, making a buzzing sound. From the bathroom came the sound of a baby crying, soft and gentle, but it made one's scalp tingle, as if countless small hands were scratching one's heart.

"Yes, it's the ghost girl's child crying..." Song Ran said in a low voice.

Zhou Ren gritted his teeth and rushed to the bathroom: "You're playing tricks! I'll take you down!"

She had just reached the bathroom door when the crying suddenly stopped. The flashlight swept across, revealing a figure in a red dress in the mirror. Her long hair fell to her waist, obscuring her face. Only pale hands could be seen resting on the sink, water dripping from between her fingers.

"Come out!" Zhou Ren raised the peach wood sword and stabbed forward.

"Ho-!"

The female ghost in red suddenly turned around, her long hair was blown away by the wind, revealing a purple face, her eyes were two black holes, and her black nails were bitingly cold, pressing straight into Zhou Ren's face.

Zhou Ren's pupils suddenly shrank, but she did not panic. She dodged the attack by suddenly turning sideways. At the same time, she gripped the peach wood sword tightly and stabbed the female ghost's waist with her backhand. That was the weakest point where the resentment was condensed. It was a flaw that she found after studying countless ancient books.

"Hey!"

The moment the peach wood sword pierced the ghost, it felt like piercing a ball of damp, cold cotton, leaving only a dull sound. Far from being injured, the ghost let out a shrill laugh, and the black energy surrounding her surged and swirled, enveloping Zhou Ren completely.

"Looking for death!" Zhou Ren gritted her teeth, twisted her wrist, and the peach wood sword spun in her palm, forming a beautiful sword flower. The tip of the sword accurately pierced the ghost's throat. However, the attack was only halfway through when it was firmly grasped by the ghost's skinny hand.

A cold touch came along the peach wood sword, and Zhou Ren felt his arm go numb, and most of his strength was removed.

The female ghost exerted force suddenly, and the peach wood sword fell to the ground with a clang. She pushed forward, and Zhou Ren staggered back several steps, her back hitting the wall heavily, making her groan in pain.

"With just this little ability, you dare to meddle in my business?" The ghost girl's voice was like the friction of rusty iron, and her dark eyes stared at Zhou Ren. "For more than 30 years, no one has been able to stop me, and it's the same now!"

She approached step by step, and the black energy around her condensed into countless small hands, grabbing Zhou Ren's ankles. Zhou Ren hurriedly raised her foot to kick away, but another hand grabbed her trouser leg and yanked her to the ground. She fell heavily to the ground, a sharp pain in her tailbone, and her vision instantly went black.

"Zhou Ren!" Song Ran turned pale with fear. He grabbed one of the dolls beside him and threw it at the female ghost. "Don't come over here!"

The pillow passed through the ghost's body and landed on the ground, not even causing any obstruction. The ghost didn't even look back at her, but simply stretched out her hand, her nails gleaming in the moonlight, and went straight for Zhou Ren's brow.

At this moment, a figure suddenly blocked her way.

"Don't hurt anyone!"