Jiujiu saw the disappointment on Han Shuo's face as soon as she finished speaking. She reckoned that his pride had been hurt. Jiujiu blinked and thought for a bit before saying, "How about this, go buy me some glutinous rice, sesame oil, and paper money. I need to use it tonight. 1357924? 6810gggggd”
Han Shuo, "Alright."
Jiujiu stuffed Little White into Han Shuo's arms after speaking and told Little White to take good care of Han Shuo before turning to leave.
Looking at Jiujiu's back, Han Shuo's eyes immediately dimmed. He only carried Little White back to the dorms after a long while.
Little White licked its paws as it said slowly, "Don't worry, my master is very strong."
Han Shuo was speechless as he looked at Little White, who clearly looked like a puppy but liked to lick its paws like a cat. The corner of his mouth twitched and he didn't reply.
Jiujiu turned invisible when she walked to a deserted alley and walked towards the autopsy room in the medical school.
She saw a man in a white coat sneakily dragging a bag towards the autopsy room when she walked to the door. Jiujiu hurriedly followed.
The man walked to the secret room with great familiarity, opened the door, threw the bag in, and left.
Jiujiu passed through the door. The old ghost seemed to be resting because it was daybreak. However, it could be seen from her solidified body that the old ghost's strength had increased again. Jiujiu opened the bag and saw that it was a mess of flesh and blood. It was Li Zhuo's body, who'd jumped off the building last night.
She kicked the bag to the side in disgust. When she thought about how she was going to ask Li Zhuo how he'd died tonight, Jiujiu put the bag with Li Zhuo's body into the bun space with disgust and turned to leave.
When Jiujiu left, the old ghost who'd been sleeping suddenly opened her eyes. There wasn't the slightest trace of sleepiness in her clear eyes. She was obviously pretending to be asleep.
Jiujiu walked around but still couldn't find the gates to hell that Little White had mentioned. She could only helplessly return to Han Shuo's dorm and wait for night to fall.
Jiujiu had originally come alone to find Li Zhuo, but Han Shuo wanted to accompany her. Jiujiu had no choice but to let Han Shuo come with her.
Because of the sudden cold weather, the campus that used to be bustling like a market at night was now deserted.... as they walked towards the school building, the yellow streetlights and rustling leaves added to the eerie atmosphere.. l
Han Shuo hugged Little White and followed closely behind Jiujiu, carrying the incense and paper money that she'd asked him to buy.
The teaching building was pitch-black at night. Coupled with the gloomy and cold atmosphere, it was especially terrifying.
. The two climbed the stairs to the top of the building. Jiujiu's brows furrowed imperceptibly as she looked at the thick cumulonimbus clouds above them.
Night belonged to those creatures to begin with. Even with Jiujiu's safety charm, Han Shuo still felt a bone-piercing chill. He subconsciously rubbed his arms and hugged Little White tighter. He looked at Jiujiu and asked, "What are we doing here?"
Jiujiu pursed her lips, "To attract ghosts, of course."
Han Shuo's voice trembled and his body trembled, "Attract, attract ghosts?"
Jiujiu nodded, "Of course. Don't you want to know how your classmate died?"
The picture of Li Zhuo that someone had posted on the school forum today suddenly surged into Han Shuo's mind.
In the picture, Li Zhuo's face had been smashed to smithereens, and even his brain had spilled out. The bones in his body had also been fractured into pieces from the enormous impact. He had died without a complete corpse. This was probably how the saying described Li Zhuo. But now, Jiujiu wanted to summon Li Zhuo out.
Han Shuo gulped and subconsciously asked, "Jiujiu, what are you calling him out for?"
Jiujiu poured the glutinous rice into a bowl and took out three sticks of incense. She lit them and said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's to ask who killed him."
"Didn't, didn't he commit suicide?"
"Who told you that he committed suicide?" Jiujiu had Little White take Han Shuo further away and then stuck the incense into the glutinous rice before starting to chant the summoning spell.
Han Shuo only felt a chilly wind blow past and a bloody figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiujiu. He could vaguely make out that this person was Li Zhuo.
Jiujiu looked at Li Zhuo standing in front of her with a cold expression, "Every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt has its debtor. I can send you to reincarnate, but can you tell me who killed you?"
Li Zhuo stared blankly for a moment. His face that had been torn apart from the fall became even more distorted. After he finished listening, his body suddenly doubled in size, and his face became even more terrifying. Han Shuo was so scared that he almost screamed out loud. He instantly broke out in cold sweat.
"Stay with me, stay with me, stay with me." Li Zhuo turned a deaf ear to Jiujiu's words and stared fixedly at Han Shuo with bloodshot eyes. His low voice carried traces of resentment, obviously wanting to steal Han Shuo's soul and find a scapegoat.
Jiujiu casually threw out Li Zhuo's body and said sternly, "Tell me who killed you. I will avenge you and send you to reincarnate. Otherwise, I will kill you."
Li Zhuo's figure paused for a moment. After a moment, he seemed to have been enraged. His originally fragmented face suddenly emitted strands of dense Yin energy. He suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth as he smiled at Jiujiu and Han Shuo.
He said eerily, "I want you to die, I want you to die, I want you to stay with me."
Li Zhuo shouted as he pounced towards Han Shuo.
Jiujiu's figure shook slightly and grabbed Li Zhuo's arm. She raised her fist and directly smashed it towards Li Zhuo's face.
Although Jiujiu was a ghost, she had already existed for an unknown number of years. Furthermore, she cultivated the Righteous Heart Sutra and her body carried the Righteous Aura. With a punch, Li Zhuo's face, which was originally dripping blood onto the ground, instantly became hazy.
Li Zhuo shouted loudly and the black energy that shrouded his body dissipated.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jiujiu punched more than ten times in a row. The Yin energy on Li Zhuo's body had almost dissipated. He wobbled on the ground and his body was almost transparent. He repeatedly begged for mercy, "Immortal, please spare my life. Immortal, please spare my life."
As if seeing that his shouting for Jiujiu was useless, Li Zhuo hurriedly looked at Han Shuo. His torn apart face revealed a human-like expression of fear and he begged in a low voice, "Han Shuo, Han Shuo, save me, save me."
Han Shuo looked awkwardly at Li Zhuo, who had wanted to kill him, begging for mercy. However, when he remembered that his relationship with Li Zhuo was quite good, and that the two had even gone to an Internet cafe to play all night, he called out to Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, why don't you spare him?"
Jiujiu lowered her head and lightly swept a glance at Li Zhuo. Her contemptuous gaze carried a trace of threat. She casually threw Li Zhuo to the ground like she was throwing trash and pointed at his body, "Purify or be killed. Choose one."
Li Zhuo's enormous body trembled and his face instantly reverted to his appearance when he was alive. He looked timidly at Jiujiu and said in a low voice, "I'll talk, I'll talk."
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