Since all these rules and superstitions are outdated, what's wrong with me indulging in some me

Cheng Caijun suddenly stepped back and took out three copper coins from his clothes: "Brother Lu!"

Lu Changsheng had already moved; his body had instinctively lunged to the side.

Cheng Caijun reacted quickly, tossing a coin in his hand toward the principal.

[Player Cheng Caijun activates the newbie buff: bribery.]

The tentacle reaching for Lu Changsheng froze, and the next second it flew towards the coin.

"Ghost coins, you actually have such a good thing—"

Zhang Mingyuan's voice became greedy, his attention completely focused on the yellow copper coin flying through the air.

On this occasion—

"run!!!"

Lu Changsheng reacted quickly, and the two of them ran out of the door at lightning speed.

"boom--"

Lu Changsheng slammed the door shut.

He quickly pulled something out of his pocket with his left hand and threw it at the door!

That was a bag of salt he had picked up in the cafeteria.

He bit his fingertip, the blood dripping like a knife, leaving twisted and intricate dark red streaks on the old, mottled door panel.

"The profound origin of heaven and earth, the root of all vital energy—"

"ban!"

A deep incantation was squeezed out from between his teeth, and with the stimulation of his blood essence, the runes on the door panel, outlined in blood, suddenly lit up with a faint golden-red halo! The halo quickly spread, covering the entire inside of the door panel, as if coating it with a burning film.

A temporary, simplified "forbidden" talisman was placed on the door.

[What is this now, a forbidden talisman? A simplified version of a forbidden talisman? My ancestor must be turning in his grave.]

[Damn it, I asked my master why he didn't teach me the simplified version of talisman drawing, and he said he didn't know how either.]

Our Dragon Tiger Sect's founder just passed away yesterday, and we're currently missing a founder. Master Lu, don't force me to kneel down and beg you!

[Nonsense! Your Dragon Tiger Sect's founder has been dead for over a decade! Lu Shen, come to our Heavenly Sword Sect, and we'll offer you the position of sect leader!]

【No, then what about the current leader of your Heavenly Sword Sect?】

[If Lu Shen comes, we'll expel him from the sect immediately!]

[Six hundred and sixty-six, so you're not even going to act anymore, huh? What a rebellious strategist!]

After finishing the last stroke, Lu Changsheng didn't even look at the result and suddenly ran away with Cheng Caijun.

Almost at the same time he was running wildly—

Bang bang bang!

Three heavy blows came from the door panel behind us, which was glowing with a golden-red aura!

The expected penetrating sound did not occur.

The whiskers seemed to have hit an invisible yet incredibly tough wall, their tips making a teeth-grinding crunching sound, yet they couldn't advance an inch!

The golden-red halo on the door panel fluctuated violently, emitting a sizzling burning sound. The part that came into contact with the tentacles quickly turned black and started to smoke, as if two completely opposite forces were clashing fiercely!

"Ughhhhhh!"

Principal Zhang Mingyuan let out a painful scream, which Lu Changsheng could hear clearly even from a distance.

But Lu Changsheng knew that this hastily drawn "forbidden talisman" wouldn't last long; for every second it held up, its light would dim a little more!

The two quickly went downstairs and arrived at the third floor.

Just as I reached the third floor, I heard a crisp "click" sound from behind the door!

If Lu Changsheng were there at that moment, he would have seen the golden-red halo on the principal's office door shatter completely, turning into sparks and dissipating. Although the three tentacles also appeared withered and charred, their momentum hadn't waned, and they shot out again!

"quick!"

Sensing the sound of tentacles rapidly moving and scraping the ground upstairs, Lu Changsheng grabbed Cheng Caijun by the collar before he could even think, and pulled him into the storage room on the right.

"boom--"

The door closed again.

At this moment, three enormous tentacles caught up with the door, paused for a moment, and then continued to fly forward.

"call--"

Lu Changsheng saw the tentacles leave through the crack in the door, let out a long breath, and slowly slid down against the door.

I didn't realize it when I was on the run, but when I finally stopped to rest, I found that my back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

"By the way, Brother Lu, I was just about to ask you something: did you know from the beginning that Li Xingguo wasn't a good person?"

Having narrowly escaped death, Cheng Caijun's mind began to work again. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he asked slyly.

"Do you remember what he looked like?" Lu Changsheng didn't answer, but instead asked in return.

Cheng Caijun nodded.

"Sparse and messy eyebrows. Eyebrows represent emotions, and a kind person would not have such eyebrows. Of course, as the old saying goes, one should not judge a person's appearance in isolation, but Li Xingguo's mouth is slightly crooked to the right. A crooked mouth, apart from some special diseases, is also a sign of telling too many lies. Such a person is either a news anchor or a stand-up comedian, or a habitual fraudster."

Besides, his appearance doesn't match his inner self; he's not what he seems. There are many vertical lines around his mouth when he speaks, all signs that his words are untrustworthy. No matter how well he disguises himself, his face reflects his heart, and he can't lie.

Cheng Caijun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to find a notebook to write it down, but for a moment he forgot that he was in a dungeon. He scratched his head a little awkwardly.

[Hiss—you know what, you really do know, I've noticed a lot of news anchors getting more and more crooked-mouthed as they get older. I used to think it was because they always slept in the same position.]

[They've already applied it? Master Lu himself said that physiognomy shouldn't be judged in isolation; he determines a person's character based on information from multiple facial features.]

[Quiet down, everyone. I've already signed up for a face reading class. When I return after completing it, I'll see right through you all.]

[This...this is a bit unbelievable, isn't it? Is this really not some kind of superpower or cheat code?]

Of course not! This is all the wisdom of our ancestors, okay? Physiognomy has a very high accuracy rate, just like the popular MBTI, it's a big data statistical method, and it's part of our Chinese culture!

Well... if surreal things like rule-based fantasy games exist, it's not so bad for me to believe in a little metaphysics, is it...?

"Of course, facial features are only a preliminary judgment. What made me wary of this person was what he said later."

When Cheng Caijun thought of Li Xingguo's sincere and regretful expression when he left, without the slightest flaw, a chill ran down his spine.

"I almost got completely swindled out of my underwear by him!"

Cheng Caijun was filled with resentment.

"He also bears a large part of the responsibility for these students dying so painfully."

Lu Changsheng struggled to prop himself up and scrambled to his feet from the ground.

"We've got a lot to run around for today..." Lu Changsheng laughed. "When the bell rings, we'll have to run again."

"Probably not? There's still more than half an hour left, let's rest for a bit..."

Cheng Caijun also slowly stood up, leaning against the wall.

But as if to confirm Lu Changsheng's words, the bell suddenly rang out the next moment.

"bell--------!!!!!"