The ultimate master in the city

Once the three arrived at the dormitory, Zhou Fengchen asked Zhang Kang, "There's a garden in the northwest corner of the school, and inside that's an old building called Sanwei Study. Do you know what it's used for?"

Zhang Kang's expression changed, and he said, "You went inside?"

Zhou Fengchen said, "Isn't that obvious? Why wouldn't I ask you?"

Zhang Kang lowered his voice and said, "That building was there when the school was built. It has a history of over a hundred years. It was originally the study of a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty. Later, it was occupied by the school, and the scholar moved away. The school turned it into a library. People died in it. It is said to be very eerie. Later, during the reconstruction, every time they were about to demolish the building, something bad happened. So they simply kept it as an antique."

A few years ago, when the incident happened at the school, the school leaders suspected this place and invited a Taoist priest. The priest seemed very powerful the night before, but the next morning he said there was nothing inside and ran away in a panic. I was there at the time, and I felt he had become a bit neurotic.

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi exchanged a glance and nodded. "Understood."

Zhang Kang said, "My personal analysis is that there must be something inside, otherwise the old Taoist priest wouldn't have had that expression."

Monk Yuanzhi stared wide-eyed and said, "Your analysis makes a lot of sense. Why don't you go inside and try it out?"

"No, no thanks." Zhang Kangqian chuckled, made an excuse to go out for breakfast, and then made a quick getaway.

"Brother, I think..." Monk Yuanzhi said with a bitter face, offering various analyses and questions.

Zhou Fengchen's mind was already a bit confused, and now it was even more confused. He said impatiently, "Go to sleep! We'll talk about it tonight."

"Go to sleep then, I'm not in a hurry anyway!" Monk Yuanzhi casually crawled into bed.

Zhou Fengchen slept very restlessly, feeling as if a pair of eyes were watching him. When he opened his eyes, there was nothing in the room except for the monk Yuanzhi, who was sleeping in a very ugly position.

He slept in a daze until the afternoon, when Monk Yuanzhi got up and said his head was still not fully recovered and he needed to go to the hospital for an injection, promising to be back before dark.

Not long after Monk Yuanzhi left, Zhou Fengchen simply got up, left the school, took a taxi to the city, and bought some yellow paper talismans, cinnabar, flashlights, and other things.

When I returned to campus, news of Zhang Qian's death had spread, and the entire campus was abuzz with discussion.

Zhou Fengchen frowned as he returned to his dormitory, closed the door tightly, and began drawing talismans while pondering how to catch the big-eared demon. He decided to go to the "Sanwei Study" tonight to talk to the mother and son ghosts and figure out how to capture them. This matter should be over by then.

Before they knew it, it was getting dark. After Monk Yuanzhi returned, the two discussed it for a while and headed straight for the "Sanwei Study".

There was no one around. After entering the room, Zhou Fengchen turned on his flashlight and crouched down in the hole to look down.

The "Zhenxie Lu" on the side hadn't been moved. It was pitch black inside. When you shone a flashlight beam on it, you could see a cloud of dust and debris. There were two coffins, one large and one small, with peeling paint, in the inner part of the room.

Zhou Fengchen gave Monk Yuanzhi a wink, and the two of them, clutching talismans and magical artifacts, jumped down one after the other.

Down below, the stench of decay intensified. Zhou Fengchen waved his hand, stepping through the ash as he walked towards the coffin. However, the moment he took a step, the scenery before him suddenly changed:

This is a street bustling with people, dressed differently from people today. Some ride bicycles, while others drive old-fashioned Buicks. The names of the shops along the street are also quite peculiar, such as foreign firms, chambers of commerce, and shops.

Zhou Fengchen understood that the female ghost was trying to convey something to him, but he didn't interrupt.

Suddenly, a scene of farewell appeared: several girls dressed in Republic-era school uniforms boarded a car under the watchful eyes of their families.

One of the girls was this female ghost. At that time, the girls had just left the deep courtyards that emphasized the three obediences and four virtues. They were young and lively, and their faces were full of longing for the future and anticipation for new ideas and new ways of life.

The scene then shifts to a school filled with students holding banners with various slogans criticizing current events and advocating for the liberation of thought.

Among them, the female ghost was the most lively and beautiful; her name was Chu Xiaoling.

The scene shifts again, and they are in a house. Judging from the blurry outline, it should be "Sanwei Study". A handsome scholar in his thirties is speaking passionately, while Chu Xiaoling and a group of students have fervent eyes, seemingly admiring him greatly.

The scene changed again, and it became a bit inappropriate for children. Anyway, Chu Xiaoling was...

The scene changes again. Chu Xiaoling, heavily pregnant, comes to see the scholar, but he immediately turns hostile. A woman in her thirties next to her points at Chu Xiaoling and berates her harshly.

Next, the once lively and cheerful girl suddenly became a woman whom everyone condemned as unfaithful.

One rainy night, Chu Xiaoling stayed alone in "Sanwei Study" while crying and tying a white silk ribbon to the roof beam.

Then the screen disappeared completely, and the dusty, dilapidated basement returned to its original state.

Zhou Fengchen sighed, looked at the large coffin, and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say? That you're pathetic?"

A figure flashed on the large coffin, and it was Chu Xiaoling. She sat on the coffin lid, tilting her head, and said, "I want to tell you, I'm not a bad person, and I won't be even after death. Those two-faced scoundrels are!"

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand. "I don't want to argue with you about who's good and who's bad. Just tell me, what happened to those female students who died at school? You were a student before, so you should know their despair back then."

Chu Xiaoling thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll tell you, it was made by an old man and an old woman!"

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback. "There really is an old man and woman? How come I've never encountered them before? Didn't you say..."

I initially thought it was a big-eared demon, what's going on?

Chu Xiaoling said, "I only said that I don't have it at home, that doesn't mean it doesn't exist at school!"

Zhou Fengchen said, "Then can you tell me where they are? And why did they do this?"

"Why should I tell you?" Chu Xiaoling asked innocently, her eyes wide open.

"Uh..." Zhou Fengchen said, "I can spare you and your child!"

Chu Xiaoling chuckled lightly, "You didn't want to kill me at all. You pitied me, I could tell."

Zhou Fengchen scratched his head, "Why are you so difficult, woman? I'm saving someone right now, you know that?"

Chu Xiaoling curled her lip in disdain, "Grandpa and Grandma are very powerful. You might not be able to beat them. Let's leave it to someone else. Aren't there two girls and a boy? They're planning to capture Grandpa and Grandma."

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback. Qi Lian'er and the others were preparing to capture the old lady and the old master.

At this moment, Chu Xiaoling covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Let's not think about it anymore, let's deal with your friends first!"

Friends? Zhou Fengchen turned around and saw that the monk Yuanzhi behind him was gone, and the hole above was blocked by a large rock.

Zhou Fengchen froze for three seconds, then looked up and yelled, "Yuan Zhi! Are you fucking insane?!"

No one responded for a long time.

Zhou Fengchen was panting heavily when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, Chu Xiaoling said with a grin, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Help me with what? I can move the stone myself," Zhou Fengchen said.

"I'll take care of things at school for you!" Chu Xiaoling blinked.

Zhou Fengchen paused for a moment, then nodded: "Sure!"

"But..." Chu Xiaoling pointed to the ghost fetus that had somehow crawled out from the side, "you have to be its father."

"Get lost! You wretched child, you really know how to talk nonsense!" Zhou Fengchen's face hardened. "To be the father of a ghost child, am I crazy?"

"Fine, get out! You're the wicked one!" Chu Xiaoling sneered, grabbed the ghost fetus, and disappeared in a flash. Then, her cheerful voice came from the floor above, "You idiot, so pitiful. Xiao Bao, give him another stone."

"Yes, Mom."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud "bang" came from above, and dust fell to the ground.

Zhou Fengchen was dumbfounded. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he jumped up cursing and knocked over several stones with one hand, sending him flying out of the room.

Outside, Chu Xiaoling and her child were gone, and the insane monk Yuanzhi had also vanished without a trace.