Cui Wenyan pulled out her phone, following the red dot as it moved. At this mont, the screen showed one white and one red ghost indicator. The white ghost clearly had no resentnt, with a danger value close to 0. However, from the phone’s display, it seed like it was currently being pursued by the red dot.
She quickly followed the indicator up the stairs to the seventh floor, which was the experintal floor. All the way there, she heard the sound of glass shattering from afar.
This place was shrouded in a black mist, and the imnse resentnt attempted to control Cui Wenyan’s mind. Bloodlust, violence, murder—these thoughts suddenly surged into her mind. She shook her head, casting all these thoughts out of her mind.
Today, I must complete the task perfectly! This is my first ti catching ghosts; I cannot let my master down. I must earn praise from my master!
This thought arose in Cui Wenyan’s mind and grew increasingly firm.
Those negative thoughts vanished in this mont, disappearing without a trace.
Nearby, glass shattered repeatedly. She saw a boy being choked by the black malevolent ghost, slamd against the glass, and dragged forward in agony while the black spirit roared, filling the whole floor with an eerie sound that sent chills down one’s spine.
The clothes the boy wore were very familiar to Cui Wenyan. They belonged to their school’s uniform.
Who is this boy? Is he human? No! He should also be a ghost, the sa white ghost who saved earlier.
Now, this boy was being tornted by the malevolent ghost.
Help him, she must help him imdiately!
Cui Wenyan rushed forward, steadied her mind, and swung the whip, striking the black malevolent ghost that was choking the boy’s neck.
The malevolent ghost imdiately released its grip to dodge the blow. In the gap it left, the boy quickly transford into a white light and vanished.
The malevolent ghost’s action was stopped by Cui Wenyan, and it let out an angry roar, charging toward Cui Wenyan.
Turning around, Cui Wenyan ran, quickly increasing the distance between herself and the ghost. With a few strides, she leapt to the eighth floor, standing at the top of the staircase. Whenever sothing black crawled up, she would whip it down.
The sll of blood in the air grew heavier, and the surroundings were pitch black. She swung her whip into the air but to no effect. Turning around to proceed upstairs, she found all the staircases had vanished!
Cui Wenyan felt her way to the left per mory; the wall should only be three steps away, yet she found nothing there now.
A nacing laugh rang out, drawing closer with a foul stench, forcing Cui Wenyan to continually retreat, waving the Nine Bends Whip in her hand, her heart about to leap out of her throat.
In this dire situation, she unexpectedly cald down.
She was certain she was still in the school building, definitely ensnared by the malevolent ghost’s tricks in front of her. She couldn’t panic; the more fearful, the easier to lose oneself.
She resolutely closed her eyes, holding her breath, and the Spiritual Eye presented a scene completely different from what she had seen before. It seed to be a building from long ago, structured like the school building but with decorations and paintings entirely different from the school, sowhat similar to styles seen in dramas. Footsteps could be heard approaching from below, revealing a man dressed in a black long robe and Chinese jacket, reminiscent of attire from the distant Republic of China era.
This man in Republic of China attire, is he the black malevolent ghost?
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