As his consciousness returned, Li Xianyu jumped up from his seat. The sound of the chair scraping against the floor echoed in the quiet classroom, attracting the attention of the professors and students.
"What's the matter, student?" Professor Qin frowned and asked in a clear voice.
Li Xianyu ignored him. He placed his hands on the table and gasped for air. His back was cold, and when he touched it, it was covered in sweat. He looked around, and the ghost baby was gone.
"Professor, I'm not feeling well. I want to take a leave." He grabbed his bag from the back of his chair and walked out of the classroom with a pale face.
Professor Qin's voice came from behind him, "Continue with the exam."
That was how it was in university. If you wanted to study, don't expect the professor to rush out of the classroom to stop you.
Li Xianyu strode out of the classroom. He wanted to go to the toilet to wash his face, but he stopped at the door. He remembered the female ghost standing in the dark with her hair down over her face in the image shared by the ghost baby. He did not dare to step in.
He estimated that he would be traumatized by public toilets for a long time.
He had similar traumas. For example, when he saw the advertisements on the internet, he would be reminded of his Great-grandmother, and his waist would ache.
His ancestors must have been traumatized by this, right? From then on, they all became ascetic and lost interest in women.
We're not interested in women, we're just trying to reproduce …
From the ghost baby's perspective, he could clearly feel the woman staring at him, or more accurately, at Zhang Ying and the ghost baby.
He had only shared the ghost baby's feelings, but he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar and almost had a heart attack.
Li Xianyu suddenly remembered the rules of the Pen Spirit game. When you felt there was an extra person in the room, it meant that the Pen Spirit was here.
Yes, it was not the pen drawing circles on the paper that was the only proof that the Pen Spirit was here.
There was no rule that said the Pen Spirit had to cooperate with you. You thought you failed to summon the spirit, but little did you know that it might be watching you from the side. Under the messy hair was a pale face and a pair of cataract eyes.
Li Xianyu had always been a man of his heart. He hesitated at the door and turned to leave.
It was not the ghost baby!
The killer was the Pen Spirit.
Li Xianyu stopped in his tracks again. He took out his phone and opened Ancient Demon. He tried to take back the confidence he had sent to the Mission Division just now …
It was too late.
He could be as steady as an old dog when it came to infant abuse … Actually, he wasn't very steady either. However, if the other party was an old ghost filled with grievances, he would be in great danger.
He hurried downstairs and gave Great-grandmother a call. Upon learning that the two of them were in the library, Li Xianyu immediately rushed over.
Scammer No. 1 and Scammer No. 2 were sitting at the most eye-catching seats at the entrance, each licking their ice cream. San Wu was reading a book very seriously, and Great-grandmother had her phone on the book, looking at it very seriously.
Hearing the footsteps behind her, Great-grandmother quietly turned the page and covered her phone. With a face full of happiness, she sighed with emotion, "After reading for a while, I feel that my whole body has been sublimated. My three hobbies are reading, drinking, and poetry. "
"Don't pretend to have those hobbies. Leave the man a way out." Li Xianyu said, "Do you think you are Li Bai?"
Great-grandmother immediately said, "Li Xianyu, why is my phone smaller than other people's?"
Li Xianyu said, "You're short and strong."
Great-grandmother said, "You're lying."
Li Xianyu said, "You have big breasts, so your phone is small. This is called the art of balance."
Great-grandmother was about to speak, but Li Xianyu waved his hand and said, "I have something serious to tell you. I know how Zhang Ying died."
"Vengeful spirits killed people." Li Xianyu lowered his voice and said, "They played the Pen Spirit game in the dormitory last night. I saw with my own eyes that after they left, a woman appeared in the toilet …"
He recounted everything that had happened just now in detail.
Great-grandmother frowned for a long time and pinched her chin. "The spirits summoned by the Fu Spirit usually hover nearby. The time a vengeful spirit exists is proportional to its resentment. Usually, the longer it lives, the more resentment it has. You should find out its origin first. "
Li Xianyu was confused. "What's the Fu Spirit?"
Great-grandmother said, "It's an ancient witchcraft. The Pen Spirit is a simplified version of it. It's a Taoist spell to summon souls."
"Ding!"
Li Xianyu's phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and looked at the message. It was from the Mission Department. "A vengeful spirit is suspected to have killed people in the third building of the female dormitory of the University of Finance and Economics. Please investigate the matter and solve the vengeful spirit in 24 hours."
Points reward: 15 points.
There was a document attached.
Damn it. The task came as expected. The Bosch Group was really efficient.
Li Xianyu's heart sank. He opened Word and found the statements of Zhang Ying's three roommates. Since such a big thing had happened, they had already been taken to the police station to make statements.
The police didn't find anything wrong with the statements. The three roommates didn't know how Zhang Ying died. When they found her in the toilet the next day, she was already cold.
However, there was a paragraph in the statement that described in detail how they played the Pen Spirit last night. It was this part of the statement that was captured by the Bosch Group's system and listed as a "suspected paranormal incident". Then, the task was sent to Li Xianyu's phone for him to investigate.
Qin Ze felt like he had dug a hole to bury himself.
"Well, Great-grandmother, Sanwu, I have a job to do." Li Xianyu sighed.
"Just do it. Work hard to make money, my good grandson." Great-grandmother licked her ice cream.
Li Xianyu glanced at her. Fortunately, he had Sanwu. Otherwise, if he relied on this stupid grandmother, he would be dead before he could wake up.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will win every battle. Under Great-grandmother's suggestion, Li Xianyu used his good looks to hook up with a long-haired girl nearby and gossiped with her.
"Hey, are you from the third dormitory building?" Li Xianyu said, "I heard that Zhang Ying from the finance department died."
"I'm not from the third dormitory building, but Zhang Ying committed suicide by cutting her wrist." The girl closed the book and whispered, "She died in the toilet. That place has been haunted for a long time."
Li Xianyu asked, "What do you mean?"
The girl said, "A senior from the class of 2008 committed suicide by cutting her wrist in the toilet. I'm not sure why she committed suicide. It happened many years ago. Anyway, after that, people often heard crying coming from the toilet in the middle of the night. Some people even saw a woman with disheveled hair walking around in the corridor late at night. Zhang Ying also committed suicide in that toilet. Don't you think it's a coincidence? "
A woman with disheveled hair …
Li Xianyu said, "Wearing a skirt?"
The girl said, "I don't know if she wore a skirt or not. Oh, I also heard that if you go to the toilet after midnight, a hand will reach out from under the partition and ask you, 'Do you have paper? Do you have paper?'"
The girl said confidently, "This is more common than the previous two. It's said that many people have encountered it."
Li Xianyu asked, "Who in our school has encountered it?"
The girl shook her head. "No one. I heard it from others. Then I saw it on the campus forum."
Li Xianyu said, "Thanks. Oh, right, what will happen if you don't give her paper?"
The girl's face was grim and she grinned. "She will eat people."
Then, seeing that Li Xianyu was not scared, she giggled.
When Li Xianyu got up and was about to leave, the girl stopped him. "Student, give me your WeChat number. Do you have time tonight?"
See, I'm the prince of the University of Finance and Economics. I've always been popular with girls. The amount of exercise I could get from my slim waist with eight pack abs was comparable to otakus' Kirin Arms.
He glanced at the girl's pretty face and sadly found that his waist was not moving at all. He waved his hand disappointedly and walked away.
He barely found out the background of the female ghost. It had been twelve years since she was in the class of 2008.
Oh my god, a twelve-year-old ghost.
Li Xianyu was a little panicked.
Summoning Spirit summoned a vengeful spirit. Zhang Ying was already dead. According to the rhythm of the Pen Spirit game, who would be the next to die?
Li Xianyu left the library with Great-grandmother and San Wu. They found a quiet place to discuss countermeasures. "I feel that the other three female students who played the Pen Spirit game are in danger. They might become the second and third victims. We have to deal with this. We can't let it continue to do evil. I have an idea."
Great-grandmother said, "What idea?"
San Wu also looked over.
Li Xianyu told them what he had heard. "I have a question. Since it's a twelve-year-old ghost, why hasn't anyone died before?"
Great-grandmother said, "Remember what I told you? Ghosts are born from obsession. Under normal circumstances, they won't kill innocent people because their obsession isn't to kill. Zhang Ying's death might be because the spirit summoned the ghost. It's easy to invite a ghost, but it's hard to send it away. It might also be related to the ghost's obsession. In any case, the three of them are in danger, and the toilet has become a place of trouble. If we don't solve it, someone might die again. "
Li Xianyu nodded. "This is my idea. We'll sneak into the public toilet of the female dormitory. At midnight, we'll pretend to squat. If the rumor is true, it will appear and ask you for toilet paper. I think it's a good idea."
He paused for a moment, then said in a sincere tone, "This kind of thing, I should be duty-bound." But I can't enter the girls' dormitory, I really can't. Great-grandmother, between you and San Wu, who's going? "
He was weak in combat and definitely couldn't fight the ghost. He would leave this matter to San Wu and Great-grandmother.
An immortal battle spirit and a powerful blood descendant. If there's danger, you guys go. If there's a point, I'll earn it.
Li Xianyu thought it was a good idea.
San Wu shook his head. "My murderous aura is too strong. She won't dare to show up."
Great-grandmother looked at her great-grandson with disdain. "I can go, but if I'm in danger, I'll have to extract my sperm. Your kidney is weak now. If you extract it again, you'll have kidney deficiency. It's your choice. "
Li Xianyu was speechless.
Kidney or life?
This choice was more difficult for a man than saving his wife and mother when they fell into the water at the same time.
He felt like he had dug a hole and buried himself in it.
"So, you want me to be the bait?" He said with a pale face.
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