The little girl bit her lip and waved her hand. The blood-stained ball that had been on Lu Shi's back suddenly flew up and headed straight for the back of Lu Shi's head.
Lu Shi's black hair suddenly flew up, and the smile on his face turned cold, making the little girl shiver and realize that she had made a mistake.
"You still have a backup plan? Hmm, I underestimated you. You seem completely unaware of the situation. I'm not one of those ordinary people you can manipulate at will."
After Lu Shi finished speaking, he slapped the ball to the ground with his black hair. The once bloody ball was now brand new, and even the resentment on it was completely purified.
Then Lu Shi walked up to the little girl, lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Tell me, what is your relationship with Xiao Hong from the ghost stories? Did you kill her, or are you actually Xiao Hong yourself?"
The little girl remained silent for a while, seemingly still weighing the pros and cons.
Until Lu Shi casually took out a talisman from his pocket and drew a talisman on it out of thin air.
When the little girl saw the contents of the talisman, she was almost scared out of her wits.
She could only stare at Lu Shi in fear and ask incredulously, "Who are you? Why do you know how to draw talismans?"
It's worth noting that this skill has been lost among Taoist priests these days, so who exactly is this person?
She somewhat regretted bringing Lu Shi here on her own initiative; it was purely asking for trouble.
"Afraid?" Lu Shi said casually, without a trace of pity in his eyes. "It seems you recognize it. I only need to ignite it, and your soul will be completely shattered, never to be reincarnated again. Unless it is an extremely wicked spirit, I rarely use it."
The little girl sighed. She resigned herself to her fate, knowing that she was nothing in front of Lu Shi.
To save her life, she told Lu Shi everything she knew.
"I'm Xiaohong, but I'm not Xiaohong." The little girl covered her head with her hands, her face showing despair and speechlessness.
“I look exactly like Xiaohong, but in my memory, I am actually a student here.”
Lu Shi frowned, feeling this must be a crucial piece of information: "Oh? Then can you tell me about your memories?"
The little girl rolled her eyes. Now they're using this conciliatory tone again? She'd probably be threatened by Lu Shi again if she said no.
“I only remember being pushed down one night. That night there was thunder and lightning, and the wind was incredibly strong… As for anything else, I can’t remember anything else.” She glanced at Lu Shi and added, “It’s true, I’m not lying.”
Lu Shi hummed in agreement, and judging from his expression, he did indeed believe what the other person said.
"Perhaps you are Xiaohong's scapegoat, and you continue to kill in her place while she has already been reincarnated."
The little girl's eyes reddened, and she looked at Lu Shi expectantly: "What about me? Do you know when I can be reincarnated?"
"I don't know." Lu Shi suddenly placed his hand on its head: "But I can help you pass on to the afterlife."
Before the little girl could resist, a warm white light enveloped the female ghost's head.
In that instant, all her memories came flooding back.
She suddenly tried to grab Lu Shi, and she opened her mouth desperately, but before she could make a sound, she had already disappeared.
The soul that has been liberated can be reincarnated, and whether it becomes a human or an animal depends on the merits accumulated.
Lu Shi hadn't performed a ritual to help a ghost pass on in a long time, and felt somewhat unfamiliar with the process afterward.
If the monsters in the dungeons were all ghosts, he could probably conquer all the dungeons in less than a day.
However, Lu Shi was somewhat concerned about the female ghost's final actions, and she felt a strong sense of reluctance to part with her.
Why? Did she remember something? Did she realize she still had unfulfilled wishes?
Unfortunately, Lu Shi no longer had the chance to ask her.
Lu Shi then sensed that his surroundings had changed again, and he realized that he had returned to his original world.
He was greeted, of course, by his homeroom teacher's face, which was twice as angry.
"Lu Shi! Do you think you can skip class just because you're a good student?" The homeroom teacher berated Lu Shi, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
What? His character is actually a good student?
"teacher……"
"Stop talking!" The homeroom teacher frowned. "Write a 500-word self-criticism later!"
Not far away, Ye Bugui gritted his teeth. Why was he deducted a credit for being five minutes late, while Lu Shi only had to write a self-criticism for skipping the whole class?
That's not fair!
At this moment, Han Ran also glanced at Lu Shi for a rare moment, and then sided with Ye Bugui:
"No wonder the teacher only deducted points from me when I talked to you; it turns out she gave you special treatment."
Lu Shi touched his nose, feeling rather embarrassed, and had no choice but to change the subject:
"I solved the ghost story."
After he finished speaking, he opened his palm, revealing a crumpled note inside.
Chapter 76
☪ Ghost Story Academy 4
Han Ran and Ye Bugui stopped complaining about the homeroom teacher's favoritism and instead focused their attention on the note in Lu Shi's palm.
They had expected the note to contain information related to the copy, but it turned out to be a story.
The story was exactly the ghost tale that the supermarket owner had told them.
"What do you mean?" Han Ran frowned, feeling like her brain cells were running out of steam. She could only look at Lu Shi and ask, "Did the girl you met make up this ghost story, Brother Lu?"
“That’s possible.” Lu Shi quickly put away the note. “She also has amnesia. There’s definitely something wrong here. I think what we need to do is not just solve the ghost stories, but find the connections between them.”
Ye Bugui nodded without hesitation: "You're the strongest when it comes to mystery plots, I believe in you. But ultimately, our top priority now is to collect more ghost stories."
At this point, Han Ran leaned against the corridor, glanced at the next class, and muttered, "Why hasn't Wei Jin's class ended yet? It's almost time for the second period."
"Ugh, we've run into a teacher who's going to keep us late," Ye Bugui shuddered. "This is scarier than encountering a ghost."
Zeng Fugui now had a look of despair on his face.
He would rather experience the ghost stories himself than be forced to attend classes like this.
Why isn't get out of class over yet?!
With one minute left before class started, the math teacher finally realized that the next lesson wasn't math. He reluctantly turned around, glanced at them, and said:
"Alright, everyone go to the restroom!"
Wei Jin and Zeng Fugui immediately sprinted out at top speed. When they saw Lu Shi, they looked him over carefully and asked, "Are you alright?"
After hearing Lu Shi's story, Zeng Fugui raised his hand: "The other world you just mentioned, in academic terms, is called the Inner World."
"The Other World?" Lu Shi pondered the title, hummed in agreement, and chuckled, indicating that he had learned something new today.
“I’m starting to have doubts,” Ye Bugui began, “If we want to discover the strange tales, we must meet the conditions for entering the inner world…”
Unfortunately, before Ye Bugui could finish speaking, the school bell rang.
Everyone reluctantly returned to the classroom, their minds still replaying the conversation they had just had.
Zeng Fugui became excited. For a wealthy man like him, ordinary things were hard to excite him, but taking risks was something he was willing to do.
He raised an eyebrow, eager to experience the ghost story.
"Zeng Fugui?"
"Zeng Fugui!"
"Get up and do this problem!" The physics teacher on the stage was furious, his eyebrows practically burning. He glared at Zeng Fugui, looking like he was about to explode with anger.
At that moment, Wei Jin, who was not far away, gave Zeng Fugui a thumbs up. According to his deskmate, this physics teacher had the worst temper. Never mess with him.
As for Zeng Fugui, who left school long ago, he had already returned the knowledge to his teachers a hundred or two hundred years ago.
When he looked at the questions on the blackboard, he was completely bewildered and didn't understand anything.
"I don't know," he said confidently, only to be kicked away by the physics teacher a second later.
"You, get out here and stand there, and reflect on your actions!"
Zeng Fugui was quite helpless, but he had no other choice but to do as he was told.
Standing in the corridor, Zeng Fugui was immediately overcome with sleepiness.
He thought to himself that he was just like he was back in school, always wanting to fall asleep whenever he was punished by the teacher to stand. He even developed the amazing skill of falling asleep standing up, which was truly admirable.
Once Zeng Fugui closed his eyes, his body immediately relaxed, and he just wanted to fall asleep right away.
Until he felt a sudden chill, as if he had been sitting on the playground and was suddenly thrown into an air-conditioned room.
Zeng Fugui tried to hug himself to keep warm, but found that it was of no use at all.
He looked up and saw a person standing opposite him.
He was a fairly handsome boy, but his face looked extremely pale, as if he had a whitening filter on.
At this moment, Zeng Fugui didn't even realize that the boy in front of him had no shadow. Of course, the surrounding environment also became oppressive and gloomy.
If Zeng Fugui were to turn around and look at the classroom now, he would find that the classroom he had just left was now completely empty.
In other words, he has successfully entered the inner world.
...
Ye Bugui had his head down, seemingly reading a book, but he was actually sending WeChat messages.
When they realized that everyone was wearing a mobile phone this time, they immediately felt that this instance was much more humane.
Moreover, this phone has all sorts of functions; for example, Han Ran is currently secretly watching short videos on it.
Lu Shi originally intended to study diligently, but when his phone vibrated, he couldn't help but take it out and saw the message Ye Bugui had sent him:
What do you think are the conditions for entering the Otherworld?
"Alone? In a strange, deserted place? At night?"
Lu Shi wasn't just guessing; he felt that ghost stories, or supernatural tales, were usually set against this kind of backdrop.
Ye Bugui glanced at the message Lu Shi sent, and a smile appeared on his lips, clearly indicating that he had the same idea as Lu Shi.
"Yeah, that's what I think too. Let's all try it tonight. Of course, we shouldn't forget to ask our classmates; someone will surely tell us."
They were having a pleasant conversation, unaware that Zeng Fugui had already entered the other world.