Everyone's Suppressing Ghosts: Others Contract Divine Weapons, I Contract Blank Paper

Chapter 28 Jiangcheng Hospital - Jiang Gui, please!

"Next item."

After Xu Du finished speaking, the second storage box had already slid to the front of the track.

Black and white seals are affixed to the surface of the box.

On the main screen, the file has just lit up.

【Storage Box No. 2.】

[Name: Half-face photo. 】

[Original rating: Discarded.]

[Reason for abandonment: It showed the other party's future death.]

[Original recommended action: Permanently archive.]

In the observation area, hushed discussions had just begun.

"————Half-face photo?"

"It shows you how you'll die in the future, bro?"

"How do you measure this thing?"

"The broken-tooth wooden comb has just been converted to Special Grade B."

"—This can't be translated either, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, the tablet in Teacher Chen's hand rang.

drop.

She glanced down.

A new application pops up in the bottom right corner of the main screen.

[Application for access to the Department of Psychiatry, Jiangcheng Hospital.]

[Application Item: Observational Study on the Derivative Effects of a Broken-Tooth Wooden Comb.]

[Reason for application: Suspected ability to remove residual psychological pollution.]

[Request: Retrieve the original data and audit the second retest.]

The review room fell silent for a moment.

The half-face portrait has not yet been opened.

The hospital arrived first.

Over at the Beijing Ghost Observation Zone, someone was speaking in hushed tones.

"—Jiangcheng Hospital?"

"Psychiatry, bro?"

"How long ago was the broken-tooth wooden comb covered with the core?"

"—less than fifteen minutes."

"The hospital responded so quickly?"

No one laughed.

Because the conclusion about the broken-toothed wooden comb is still displayed on the main screen.

[A wooden comb with broken teeth.]

[Rating Correction: Obsolete → Special Grade B Support.]

[Function confirmed: Removes mental pollution and eliminates parasitic evil influences from the brain.]

[New character added: 梳 (shū)]

[Residual mental pollution in the retested subjects: 12.6% → 4.6%]

[Life Lamp Delay: 0.4 seconds → 0.2 seconds.]

[Complete cleanup: No.]

[Recommendation: Continue to observe and await a second test.]

Lin Qingzhu looked at Teacher Chen.

"Half-face portrait will be postponed."

Teacher Chen nodded.

"Cut back the broken-tooth comb and retest."

Home screen refreshed.

[Verification of half-face portrait: Postponed.]

[Second test of the broken-tooth wooden comb: Activated.]

[Subject to retesting: Trainee Ghost Hunters of Action Team Three.]

[Source: Personnel evacuated from Anmin Community due to contamination.]

[Current residual level of mental pollution: 4.6%]

[Current life lamp delay: 0.2 seconds.]

[Subjective symptoms: Mild auditory hallucinations, lingering twitching sensation in the scalp.]

Song Lin stood next to the protective chair.

The intern was still sitting.

Her complexion was better than before.

But his right hand would still twitch slightly every few seconds.

It felt like something was crawling under the scalp.

Song Lin said in a low voice.

"Is it still ringing?"

The intern gritted his teeth.

"—It's lighter."

"But it's still there."

Song Lin looked at the broken wooden comb.

The blackened old wooden comb lay back on the isolation rack.

Five teeth were broken.

The gaps between the teeth are empty.

The side door opened quickly.

Three people arrived at the psychiatric department of Jiangcheng Hospital.

White protective suit.

He was wearing a hospital pass around his neck.

The leader was a middle-aged doctor.

He entered without exchanging pleasantries and went straight to the main screen.

"Original record".

"Can it be opened?"

Teacher Chen said, "Observation permissions."

The secondary screen lights up.

The data unfolds page by page.

[Number of routine cleanings: 3.]

[Residual residue not yet zeroed out.]

[First combing out of gray strands: 3 strands.]

[Residual psychological pollution: 12.6% → 4.6%]

[Life Lamp Delay: 0.4 seconds → 0.2 seconds.]

[Subjective auditory hallucinations: reduced.]

The middle-aged doctor examined her for a long time.

The two young doctors next to him didn't say anything either.

The middle-aged doctor looked up.

"Can it be tested a second time?"

Teacher Chen did not answer.

She looked at Xu Du.

Xu Du stood outside the core-covering array.

He carried a white paper lantern in his hand.

The black cloth hung down, and the lamp paper was not visible.

At the broken teeth of the comb, a faint, pale light was already shimmering.

Like waiting for paper.

Xu Du said, "Yes."

Teacher Chen immediately spoke up.

"Second round of testing begins."

Eight blank talisman papers were delivered to the edge of the core array by the robotic arm.

The paper is blank.

There are no runes.

There is no cinnabar.

Xu Du picked up his pen.

梳。

A stroke of the pen.

The eight blank talisman papers trembled simultaneously.

The same word appears on the paper.

【comb】

The white paper lantern, used to guide souls, lit up without any flame.

The eight pieces of paper with the character "comb" on them were suspended in the air. Instead of scattering, they were arranged in a semi-circle around the broken wooden comb.

The broken wooden comb slowly floated up.

At the edges of the five broken teeth, the pale white paper light gradually extended out.

Like five hastily added white paper comb teeth.

Three people from Jiangcheng Hospital simultaneously focused on the five paper teeth.

The middle-aged doctor lowered his voice.

"—It's not stable on its own."

The young doctor next to him took over.

"It was stabilized by that lamp."

After these words were spoken, the Jinggui side became even quieter.

Yesterday, Lin Xue wrote "sealed" which is invalid.

Today, the broken-toothed wooden comb is no longer stable without the white paper lamp.

All the questions come back to that lamp.

Xu Du looked at the trainee on the protective chair.

"Sit still."

The intern immediately sat up straight.

The character "梳" (shush) on the paper lit up.

A broken wooden comb hung three inches above his head.

I didn't touch the hair.

First comb.

A very light gray hair was combed out from the top of the head.

So fine it's almost transparent.

But as soon as it left the body, the detection screen lit up.

Residual parasitic contamination detected.

[Number of gray threads: 1.]

[Residual psychological pollution: 4.6% → 2.1%]

Someone in the observation area was keeping their voice down.

"----besides?"

"Were those three not all?"

"It wasn't cleaned properly even after three regular cleanings."

"————Hidden so deeply."

Second comb.

The broken-toothed wooden comb slowly brushed past the trainee's ear.

Half a piece of gray silk was brought out.

The moment the gray thread appeared, it abruptly retracted.

Three orders with the character "镇" (zhen, meaning "to suppress") were issued simultaneously.

Snapped.

The gray thread was nailed in mid-air.

Home screen refreshed.

[Number of gray threads: 2.]

[Residual psychological pollution: 2.1% → 0.8%]

[Life Lamp Delay: 0.2 seconds → 0.1 seconds.]

The third comb.

This time, there was no complete gray silk.

Only a little grayish-white powder was combed off from the back of the trainee's neck.

Like ash hidden in the roots of hair.

A piece of paper with the character "灭" (extinguish) was thrown out.

A scroll of white light.

The grayish-white powder disappeared.

The detection screen paused for one second.

Then, the data is reset to zero.

[Residual psychological pollution: 0.8% → 0.0%]

[Life Lamp Delay: 0.1 seconds → 0.0 seconds.]

[Subjective auditory hallucination: Disappearance.]

[Scalp pulling sensation: Disappeared.]

[Abnormal arm raising movements: 0 times.]

[Second test: Passed.]

The trainee on the protective chair was stunned.

He slowly raised his hand and touched his hair.

This time, I wasn't being led by anything.

He carried it himself.

Song Lin stared at him.

"How is it?"

The intern opened his mouth.

His voice was a little hoarse.

"————That's all."

"What's gone?"

"—The voice in my head."

He touched the back of his neck again.

"And there's that feeling of being dragged around while having your hair combed."

"————It's gone too."

The review room was silent for two seconds.

Then it exploded completely.

"Reset to zero?"

"From 12.6 to 0, bro?"

"It didn't return to zero after three normal cleanups."

"Did you clean it with the broken-tooth comb after two passes?"

"Isn't this thing harmful?"

"Those people from before."

"Did you use it wrong?"

"Discarded items, can they be used for medical purposes?"

Teacher Chen fixed the second retest data in the center of the main screen.

[Record of Second Retest of Broken-Tooth Wooden Comb]

[Total gray hairs removed: 5]

[Residual powder: 1 location.]

[Residual psychological pollution: 12.6% → 0.0%]

[Life Lamp Delay: 0.4 seconds → 0.0 seconds.]

[Abnormal arm raising movements: 0 times.]

[Direction confirmed: Residual removal of psychological pollution.]

[Medical Applications: Initial Confirmation.]

When the last line appeared, the expressions of the three people from Jiangcheng Hospital all changed.

The middle-aged doctor stepped forward.

"Director Lin."

Lin Qingzhu looked at him.

The middle-aged doctor pointed to the data.

"The hospital needs to keep this record."

Teacher Chen said, "We can provide an observation copy."

The middle-aged doctor then said, "Follow-up."

"Can I apply for a trial?"

The murmurs in the review room immediately subsided.

Everyone understood.

It's not about watching.

Yes, it is.

The middle-aged doctor continued, "The psychiatry department of Jiangcheng Hospital has received 27 cases of residual mental pollution this month."

"Nine cases still had residue after routine cleaning."

"Three of them experienced persistent auditory hallucinations."

"If a broken wooden comb can reliably remove parasitic contaminants."

"We would like to apply for an observation and trial period."

He paused.

"The aftermath."

"Commercial licensing can also be discussed."

Commercial license.

After those four words were spoken, the observation area fell silent once more.

A student in Beijing lowered his voice.

"—The abandoned warehouse of the Capital Ghosts."

"Does such a thing exist?"

"Even if it existed, nobody would dare use it, bro."

"It's not that no one dares to use it."

Another student looked at Xu Du.

"Nobody knows how to use it."

No one refuted this statement.

Xu Du put the remaining "comb" characters on the paper back into the paper box.

The broken wooden comb fell back onto the isolation shelf.

Once the white paper is removed, it transforms back into that blackened, broken-toothed, and worn-out wooden comb.

But the main screen data is still lit up.

[Medical Applications: Initial Confirmation.]

The middle-aged doctor looked at Xu Du.

"Xu Du".

"If it's just you assisting."

Xu Du looked up.

"no."

The review room was completely quiet.

The middle-aged doctor paused, then added, "We didn't buy it out."

"Settlement per transaction"

"Or apply to the college in the name of the hospital."

Xu Du did not answer.

He only picked up the white paper soul-guiding lamp.

A black cloth hung down.

The light is off.

Lin Qingzhu glanced at the main screen.

"Review conclusion".

"It's not an open license."

"The broken wooden comb is currently under special observation and management."

"Without the guidance of Xu Du and the white paper soul-guiding lamp, the risks remain the same when used independently."

Teacher Chen enlarged the note.

[A wooden comb with broken teeth.]

[Current rating: Special B-level support.]

[Application Area: Removal of residual psychological pollution.]

Independent use risk: High.

[Risk of inducing actions: Exists.]

[Stable trigger conditions: Guided by a white paper soul-guiding lamp, assisted by a "comb" character paper token.]

[Regular commercial use status: No.]

The last "no" was a glaringly bright red.

The three people at Jiangcheng Hospital fell silent.

In the Beijing Ghost Observation Zone, Lin Xue stared at the line of "stable trigger conditions".

He tapped the first section of the Nine-Section Frostbone Whip with his finger.

He didn't say anything.

Deng Qi stood behind, the tablet still on.

[Jiangcheng Joint Training Analysis Report]

Below the title, there is still only one line of text.

Xu Du used blank talisman paper to complete the cross-regional lockdown.

Now, he wants to add another line.

[Xu Du used a broken-tooth wooden comb to remove mental pollution.]

He stared at the two lines.

The cursor blinked for a long time.

The college forum was also refreshed at the same time.

[Second retest of the broken-tooth wooden comb completed!]

[Residual mental pollution: 12.6% → 0.0%!]

[A patient applied for a trial period at Jiangcheng Hospital's psychiatry department, but was immediately rebuffed by Xu Du!]

[First Confirmation of a Medical Application!]

The question is, how much more evidence, potentially enough to overturn a conviction, is still hidden in this abandoned warehouse?

Soon after, someone posted the old files of the white paper soul-guiding lamp.

[A white paper lantern to guide the soul.]

[Three contracts failed.]

The first three partners all exhibited symptoms such as auditory hallucinations, sleepwalking, and attempts to summon spirits.

[It is recommended to seal or incinerate it.]

Then came the new record.

[The medical application of broken-tooth wooden combs has been confirmed for the first time.]

[Core trigger item: White paper soul-guiding lamp.]

[Residual psychological pollution: 12.6% → 0.0%]

The reply is below.

[Put the two pictures together, bro.]

The more I look at it, the more sinister it seems.

[The first three of his exes all went crazy.]

[Is it now becoming a core trigger for medical intervention?]

【————】

Nobody understands this road.

This last sentence was pushed to the top.

Teacher Chen has completed the synchronization.

[Record derived from the core of a broken wooden comb.]

[Synchronized files: Jiang Gui's review file, Jiangcheng Lingguan Bureau's Town Property Section, Jiangcheng Hospital's Psychiatry Department observation copy, and Beijing Gui Exchange Group observation copy.]

[Broken-tooth wooden comb condition: Special observation room.]

[Regular commercial use: Not available at this time.]

[Main Assistant: Xu Du.]

[Core trigger item: White paper soul-guiding lamp.]

Completed simultaneously.

The three people from Jiangcheng Hospital retreated to the audience area.

They didn't leave.

Because everyone knows that the review process is not over yet.

Lin Qingzhu looked at the tracks.

"continue."

The second storage box slid back into the center of the core array.

Black and white seals were affixed to the box.