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

"!"

Chen Shi recalled the way Jiang Liu taught him to exert force. He swung the rope, and the rope section emitted a dark light. It lashed out like a long whip, and a long beam of light lashed out in the darkness, accurately hitting the withered hand that was attacking him.

"Snapped!"

The solid impact feedback reached my hand, and my withered hand was so hard that it twisted and shrank back into the mirror.

"Right now, at the one o'clock position, right in the center of the window."

As soon as Su Yining finished speaking, Chen Shi immediately made his move.

The next second, a crisp sound of glass shattering rang out.

"Very good! Senior, continue like this."

"Hmm. Twelve o'clock, on the ceiling diagonally above."

Su Yining spoke again, and Chen Shi immediately retorted.

Chen Shi deliberately obscured his vision, ignoring the Mirror Spirit's illusions. He then narrowed down the range based on Su Yining's reports and finally used his intuition to pinpoint the exact target, thus launching a counterattack.

Having gained experience from previous spirit crossings, Chen Shi can make quick decisions even without relying on death rewind.

"Relax and follow me."

Su Yining wrapped her arms around Chen Shi's waist, pressing her chest against his back, and moved him quickly.

If they were strangers, they would probably trip over each other at this moment, but Su Yining and Chen Shi managed to become one, giving each other complete trust.

Su Yining acted as the eyes, and Chen Shi as the hands. The two moved in unison, aided by their inspiration, moving and counterattacking in one smooth motion, swinging out like a long whip, flashing streaks of dark red light in the shadows.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In the corridor, the mirrors shattered one after another, leaving only spiderweb-like cracks on the windows on both sides.

"At 11 o'clock, diagonally downwards, on the ground."

Su Yining's voice was crisp and clear, and her warm breath brushed against her ear.

Without hesitation, Chen Shi gathered his inspiration and swung his whip!

"babble--!"

This time, the mirror spirit let out a wail, as the number of usable mirrors was dwindling, and it was fleeing rapidly within the mirrors.

“The corridor has been cleared, but it has escaped. Quick, chase it!”

As Su Yining spoke, she patted Chen Shi on the shoulder, indicating that he could open his eyes.

"Well done, senior."

Chen Shi then opened his eyes and looked around. All the glass windows in the corridor were shattered, and the walls were covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"Hehe, I did a pretty good job with my eyes, didn't I?"

Su Yining chuckled and was about to walk forward, but she hadn't quite snapped out of the state of their combined swordsmanship, her slender hand still wrapped around Chen Shi's waist.

"Ooh!"

Now, the two senior students tripped over each other, and the cliché idol drama plot almost played out again.

After a brief rub against each other's chests and backs, the two staggered apart.

"Well, indeed, you have good eyesight."

Chen Shi scratched his ear and turned around to see Su Yining's bright red eyes.

Yes, it is indeed very beautiful.

"Oh right, the Mirror Spirit ran away." Su Yining tossed her hair aside, letting her long hair cover her ears.

"Let's go, keep chasing."

Chen Shi ran to another corridor on the fourth floor: "There's one more corridor. Once we clear it, there will be only one classroom left."

"Choir classroom".

Su Yining clenched her fists. She hadn't yet analyzed the Spirit Cage, and the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror of the choir hadn't been broken yet.

"Don't let your guard down. The Mirror Spirit doesn't have much room to hide anymore. Hu Lizhang will definitely be unable to sit still and will make a move."

As Chen Shi ran towards another corridor, he prayed in his heart:

"I hope things go smoothly with Luo Xiaoyu."

……

……

Meanwhile, the mirror cage has three layers.

Holding a red-tasseled spear, Luo Xiaoyu sped through the corridor. Her petite figure seemed to pass through the darkness like a strong wind, leaving a trail of cold light in her wake and forcing the withered hand back.

At the same time, she seized the opportunity between the withered hands, twisted her wrist and swung out the silver chain, which instantly extended and accurately struck the mirror.

"babble!"

The mirror shattered, and the mirror spirit let out a mournful wail, as piercing as a knife cutting through glass.

"The Mirror Spirit has started screaming?"

Luo Xiaoyu keenly noticed the unusual behavior of the Mirror Spirit and was overjoyed:

"It seems that Chen Shi and Sister Ling have succeeded, and I can't let them down."

She twirled her red-tasseled spear and looked up to see a withered hand swooping down toward her.

The hand was withered and black, with bony knuckles and dark fingertips that reached out to grab.

Luo Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed, and she swung the chain backhand, shattering the glass of the safety equipment box next to her. Then, she held the gun in one hand and swiftly swung the tip of the gun!

Something unexpected happened.

The withered hand passed straight through her body, like a fleeting afterimage.

"Mirror image!?"

Luo Xiaoyu reacted immediately, lightly leaping up on her toes.

The next second, several withered hands, like snakes, crossed across the ground and swept over the spot where she had just been standing.

"Is it an illusion? Since there aren't many controllable mirrors, the real attack methods are reduced, so they're using illusions to buy time?"

Luo Xiaoyu landed steadily, quick-witted:

"Since that's the case..."

She closed her eyes, and inspiration struck.

Inspired by the second-level ferryman, the threads intertwined and overlapped, chaotic yet still discernible.

Luo Xiaoyu took a deep breath and made the same choice as Chen Shi—actively blocking the view.

However, she didn't have the ghost senior as an external eye; what helped her see clearly was the ferryman's inspiration.

In the darkness, threads of silk weaved through the darkness, and Luo Xiaoyu moved with lightning speed, her body as light as a falling leaf.

The withered hand twisted and coiled, while Luo Xiaoyu's delicate figure leaped and twirled within it. Her red-tasseled spear and silver chain were swung out in a crisscrossing motion. The red-tasseled spear was responsible for severing the withered hand, while the silver chain was responsible for protecting herself and shattering the mirror.

Luo Xiaoyu was extremely skilled with magical artifacts, and her movements were agile, like a white rabbit leaping in the moonlight.

She raised her slender hand, and the silver chain swung out instantly, shattering the last mirror in the corridor.

"That should be it. All that's left is the mirror in the bathroom."

Luo Xiaoyu lightly touched the ground with her toes and stood firmly.

In a moment of inspiration, a tangled thread suddenly surged from behind.

"!"

Luo Xiaoyu suddenly crouched down, twisted her wrist, and used the red-tasseled spear to block her shoulder.

"Clang!"

Instantly, the sound of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

Behind her, Hu Lizhang was holding a ruler, intending to launch a sneak attack, but Luo Xiaoyu reacted quickly and was bounced back several meters.

"Well……"

Luo Xiaoyu stood up, her 1.5-meter frame silhouetted against the darkness. Her youthful face showed no fear, but her heterochromatic eyes held a fierce glint.

"I'll kill you."

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In the darkness, Luo Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with killing intent. She flicked her wrist, and the silver chain shot out instantly!

Hu Lizhang was prepared. He raised his hand and swung the ruler. The ruler's edge flashed coldly in the dark, precisely deflecting the silver chain.

However, just as the cold weapons collided and sparks flew, Luo Xiaoyu leaped out, her figure as light as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Hu Lizhang.

"Humph!"

Her eyes were fixed on the target as she twirled the red-tasseled spear with one hand. On the black hilt, golden patterns resembled the spear's veins, converging from the base to the tip.

He swung it out immediately!

However, as soon as Hu Lizhang pressed the ruler, the distance between Luo Xiaoyu and him was instantly widened. One second the two were face to face, and the next second Luo Xiaoyu appeared several meters away, the tip of his spear slicing through the air.

"Well……"

Luo Xiaoyu puffed out her cheeks and frowned slightly.

"You ferrymen always like to meddle in other people's business, don't you? You've been sending people here for the past few years, and I've taken care of them all. Are you still not giving up?"

Hu Lizhang coldly brandished the ruler in his hand:

"However, some of your ferrymen's magical artifacts are quite interesting; it wasn't for nothing that I went to the trouble of deciphering them..."

Before she could finish speaking, Luo Xiaoyu suddenly sprang to her feet, her petite body bursting with immense power, charging forward at an even faster speed, her red-tasseled spear seemingly thirsting for blood.

Hu Lizhang reacted quickly, immediately pressing the ruler back to pull himself several meters away.

However, Luo Xiaoyu showed no sign of stopping. She touched the ground with her toes and immediately sprinted forward in two stages, thrusting her red-tasseled spear out continuously!

She exuded a fierce aura, and her eyes seemed to flash with a murderous light.

Hu Lizhang felt a chill run down his spine, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He kept pulling back to create more distance.

But Luo Xiaoyu didn't stop for a moment. Like a ferocious beast that bites its prey and won't let go, she kept rushing forward, and her speed was getting faster and faster. The tip of the gun grazed his throat several times.

"This little girl looks like a rag doll, but she's so crazy when she fights!?"

Hu Lizhang was startled and quickly pressed the ruler twice, forcibly pulling Luo Xiaoyu back two distances in succession, thus breaking her rhythm.

"Um..."

Luo Xiaoyu looked displeased, gripping the red-tasseled spear tightly in her hand, her eyes burning with an increasingly fierce light.

Hu Lizhang stood a few meters away, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, his hands trembling slightly, his watermelon-shaped haircut a mess.

He thought that Luo Xiaoyu looked like a little baby, immature and naive. Even if she was skilled, her mentality was still that of a child. So he wanted to say something to scare and provoke her, to make her lose her composure.

Now things are fine, the balance hasn't been disrupted at all, and they've even started the second phase.

Chen Shi, who can predict everything and hold the rope, and Su Yining, and now there's a second-stage little loli in front of them.

What kind of people has the ferryman been hiring in recent years?

Moreover, he could clearly see it through Luo Xiaoyu's eyes.

This little girl looks timid and submissive, but she's definitely a ruthless killer.

The kind that kills without blinking an eye!

"We've run into a tough opponent," Hu Lizhang thought to himself, realizing he was in trouble.

Luo Xiaoyu swung her red-tasseled spear and turned to look at the bathroom not far away.