Having devoted myself to guiding souls, I was surrounded by them after my death.

Having devoted myself to guiding souls, I was surrounded by them after my death.

Author: White Ragdoll Cat

My name is Chen Shi, and today I received news of my death.

In order to find out the cause of my death and to investigate the evil spirit attack six years ago, I began to try to fight against the evil spirit.

But why... the more I fight against the evil spirits, the more girls I get around!

The sexy senior was as dazzling as the sun, appearing out of nowhere beside me, swaying her long hair and chuckling.

A senior from the same school, who runs a music store and graduated several years ago, smiled knowingly at outsiders, but turned to them and said, "Chen Shi, you have a one-on-one private lesson tonight. You won't be late, will you?"

The timid, genius young Taoist priest with his hair in a bun followed behind, clutching his notebook and pouting.

Also, what do you mean by "I have a red line with them"?

……

The hidden drowning spirits in the swimming pool, the always smiling head nurse in the newly built hospital after the fire, the mirror choir that has existed since the school's founding, the red wedding dress, the nighttime opera troupe...

Evil spirits, ghosts, and various strange girls.

This is the story of Chen Shi becoming a ferryman... and it also seems to be his youthful story with the girls.

"I thought exorcism was difficult enough, but now I see that exorcism is also a technical job."

[Multiple female leads, romance, suspense, slight horror]

Chapter 1 The Hot Senior and the Cause of Death

"My name is Chen Shi."

"I was about to die when I wrote this sentence."

Nanhai City, inside the Nanjing University Library.

Chen Shi huddled in a corner, gripping his ballpoint pen tightly as he scribbled on the paper.

He was writing his will.

Summer in Nanhai City is like a sauna; the sun is so intense that it's hard to breathe. Most students either stay in their dorm rooms or come to the library to enjoy the air conditioning.

The scorching sunlight streamed through the window and shone on Chen Shi's face. His face was handsome with defined features, the kind of face that a few girls would occasionally glance into the classroom when they passed by carrying homework.

Right now, there are two girls at the next table who are secretly glancing at him and whispering to each other.

However, Chen Shi had no interest in paying attention to them.

As mentioned earlier, he was writing his will.

"This is my first time writing a will, I'm a bit clumsy... Is there anyone who can teach me?"

Chen Shi rested his chin on one hand and twirled a pen in the other.

He had been sitting here pondering for a long time since he entered the library, but in the end he only wrote these two lines.

Just then, one of the girls at the next table who was peeking at him suddenly let out a sweet voice:

"Ouch……"

"What's wrong?" her friend asked.

"My neck suddenly feels so heavy," the girl said, rubbing her neck.

"Did you get a stiff neck?"

"No way, she was fine just a few minutes ago... Could it be that she twisted her neck for too long while looking at handsome guys?"

Chen Shi had very sharp ears. Twirling a ballpoint pen in his hand, he thought:

"Don't try to shift the blame onto me."

He slightly raised his eyes, his bangs falling across his forehead and casting shadows under his eyes.

"Looking at handsome men won't hurt your neck, but the little baby on your neck will."

In his line of sight, a baby was lying on the girl's neck.

An infant with a bluish-white body, black pupils, and no whites in its eyes.

It showed no signs of life, like a dead infant.

If it were a normal person, they would probably have been so frightened that they would have screamed and attracted the attention of everyone in the library.

But Chen Shi was no ordinary person.

He was already used to this kind of thing.

From childhood, he could see unclean things, which means he had "yin-yang eyes".

These things are like the "ghosts" people talk about, but he prefers to call them "spirits" because it doesn't sound so scary.

At first, he was very scared. After all, every time he came home from school, he would see an old lady with a dislocated neck standing downstairs in the community waving. Occasionally, he would see a half-body corpse propped up in the middle of the road. As a result, for a long time, he would wear sunglasses whenever he left home. His parents and classmates thought he was having a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) episode and was cosplaying as some kind of secret agent.

But as time went by, he gradually got used to it. After all, those spirits hadn't really harmed him. Like the spirit baby on that girl's neck, it would probably crawl away "ee-ee-ya-ya" in a few minutes.

Until one day six years ago, when he was still in junior high school...

In the evening, as usual, Mom heated up a glass of milk for him. After he drank it, she urged him to go to sleep, saying:

"Little one, go to bed early. Tomorrow morning, Mom will buy you your favorite Jianbing Guozi with pork tenderloin."

That night, a scream woke him from his sleep.

As I staggered out of the room, I saw a pool of blood spilling from under my parents' door.

The little boy mustered his courage and pushed open the door. The scene behind the door still appears in his dreams to this day—his parents lying in a pool of blood, and a fierce spirit covered in bright red blood, as if it had just emerged from a lake of blood.

That was the most terrifying evil spirit he had ever seen. It was thin but tall, over two meters tall, with an arched back and a clearly visible spine. On its head at the top, there was a face on the left, center, and right.

He was instantly terrified, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

The evil spirit looked over, only remembering his mother calling out once, and he hurriedly scrambled out of the house to call the police.

After that night, my father died, and my mother became a vegetable and is still lying in the hospital.

Looking back, few people believed him. He only remembered that several strangely dressed uncles walked into his house and he was taken to a relative's house.

Although this incident earned him the label of "jinx," and few relatives were willing to take care of him.

But it doesn't matter.

From then on, he had only one goal—to find that three-faced evil spirit again and eliminate it.

To this end, he also tried to challenge some spirits that didn't seem so dangerous, but all of them ended in failure, as if those spirits were simply impossible to kill.

"The evil spirit hasn't been found yet, and I'm going to die first. Look at the mess this has made."

Chen Shi twirled the pen and took something out of his pocket.

It was an envelope, pure white, without a signature.

Ever since the day the evil spirit appeared and his parents were murdered, sometimes when he wakes up, there will be this kind of envelope on his bedside table.

It's unknown where it came from or who sent it. But every time I open it, there's a "prophecy" written inside for that day.

Examples include: "A female college student committed suicide by jumping into the river in the south of the city," and "A female student got separated from her guardian in the street garden."

And all of these things will happen as they truly are.

Because the envelope appeared after the Three-Faced Ghost incident, he suspected there might be some connection between the two, so he went to the scene described in the letter to try to find clues.

In the end, they found no clues about the three malevolent spirits, but did a lot of good deeds...accompanying a little girl while she waited for her guardian, rescuing a female college student who jumped into the river...

He would still save a life if he saw it about to disappear before his eyes.

After all, it was a living, breathing human being.

And this morning, the envelope appeared on my bedside table again.

Chen Shi frowned slightly and opened the envelope.

Pulling out the letter, a line of large characters was prominently displayed:

Chen Shi will die today.

"You either don't explode at all, or you explode big."

Chen Shi made a few complaints, but perhaps because he had experienced a lot, he was in a good mental state and didn't feel much panic.

Since we can foresee it, we can try to change it.

However, the will still need to be written in advance. After all, the "credibility" of the precognitive letter is there, and if he really dies, and his mother miraculously wakes up one day, he still needs to leave her something.

"But how could someone suddenly die today when they were perfectly healthy?"

Chen Shi continued twirling his pen, staring at the suicide note he didn't know how to write, and began to ponder the possibility of his own death.

First, he was practically invisible at school, didn't have many friends, and his social circle had hardly expanded, so it can be ruled out that it was revenge from an enemy.

If that's the case, then it must have been an accident?

He originally just wanted to stay at home, but after watching "Final Destination," he felt that home was the most dangerous place, so he decided to come to school.

But so far, nothing has happened, not even a hint of death has been seen.

Did the "premonition" go wrong the first time? Or was the "death" already rewritten the moment one left home?

Just as Chen Shi was pondering this, a voice rang out from beside him:

"Hmm... a mature woman in black stockings, a beautiful office lady boss, quite handsome, turns out she's into older women."

It was a female voice, clear and bright.

Chen Shi turned his head and saw a young girl sitting in the next seat.

The girl had a delicate oval face, with long, curled eyelashes casting shadows, and a pair of willow-leaf eyes that seemed to smile naturally. Her nose was high and straight, and her lips were pink and sexy.

Her hairstyle was very unique, with long hair cascading down naturally. A few red highlights adorned her black hair, making it bold and sexy.

Not only that, the girl's clothing was also very daring.

Because it was summer, she wore a light sun-protective garment. Through the garment, you could see that she was only wearing a tight-fitting tank top underneath.

It's hot in the summer, so the tank top is short, revealing her fair and slender waist. Her lower abdomen has no excess fat, and her abs are clearly visible.

She wore knee-length shorts, her left leg bent with her heel resting on the chair leg, while her right leg hung naturally on the ground. Her long legs were encased in white stockings that accentuated the curves of her calves, and she wore high-top sneakers with bold red laces.

The girl sat on the chair, her graceful figure bathed in sunlight, like a wild rose in full bloom.

She rested her face against her left knee, gently tapping Chen Shi's phone that was lying beside her with one hand, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

Hey, I admit you're very pretty, but I'm right here next to you. Is it really okay for you to look at my phone like this?

Chen Shi understood what the girl was saying in a second.

I'm writing my will while you're flipping through study materials next to me. Aren't you just making a mess of things?

However, when Chen Shi looked closely, he found that his phone screen was still black and had not been turned on at all.

what's going on?

"Um, hello?" Chen Shi tried to greet him.

"Ok?"

The girl paused, looked over, and blinked her bright eyes.

Chen Shi then noticed that the girl's pupils were a vibrant red, just like the highlights in her hair, passionate and flamboyant.

Are you talking to me?

The girl was somewhat incredulous, and stretched out her five fingers in front of her eyes and waved them.

Otherwise... you openly stated the type of study materials someone else was using in broad daylight, who else would they call if not you?

"Is there anyone else here?" Chen Shi twirled his pen and pulled the suicide note back slightly.

"Oh! That's a rare treat."

The girl grinned, braced herself on the edge of the table with one hand, and lightly leaped up, sitting gracefully on the edge of the table, her movements as light as a cat.