Fearing further incidents, he planned to try the game in the building. The campus supermarket was closed, so Luo Yingbai rushed to a 24-hour store outside to buy lipstick, then went to the checkout.
Distracted by the earlier strange events, he was surprised when the cashier said “fifteen” and exclaimed, “Lipstick is this cheap?”
Cashier: “…Student, this is a strawberry-flavored lip balm.
We don’t have lipstick.”
Luo Yingbai: “…” Why would a lip balm be strawberry-flavored? It’s not even edible!
A Shadow in the Mirror Flashes, and What Should Have Been a Normal Question-and-Answer Session Suddenly Turns Chaotic. The Ground’s Tomb Suddenly Splits Open, the Candle Extinguishes in an Instant, and a Black Shadow Bursts from the Tomb, Rushing Swiftly Toward Luo Yingbai!
Luo Yingbai could have obliterated this thing with a single move, but before he could comprehend what was happening, unwilling to act rashly, he swiftly dodged. The black shadow missed its target and lunged toward the other end of the corridor.
Luo Yingbai then sensed that someone seemed to be approaching from that direction. Worried about innocent bystanders getting hurt, he was about to make a move when he heard a shout: “Get out of the way!”
All the sinister energy brought by this game vanished without a trace. Luo Yingbai lowered his raised hand, his eyes curving as he smiled and moved aside.
Someone turned on a powerful flashlight, sweeping it in his direction and demanding, “Who’s there? Sneaking around in the middle of the night, what are you trying to do…”
Luo Yingbai waved within Gou Songze’s light circle: “It’s your big brother.”
Xia Xianning stood slightly behind Gou Songze, with Yue Ling beside him. The ghostly shadow that had just run to his side was pinned to the wall by a golden light and had become a “ghost pancake”. Luo Yingbai could vaguely tell it was trembling.
Xia Xianning walked up to him, quickly scanning Luo Yingbai, and asked, “Why are you here alone?”
Luo Yingbai touched his nose: “Catching ghosts, of course.”
He briefly explained the situation to Yue Ling and Gou Songze behind him.
They were all here for the same thing. Xia Xianning nodded, feeling that the ghost they had caught was suspicious – it wasn’t a powerful malevolent spirit, just an ordinary dead soul. The spirit-summoning game Luo Yingbai was playing was quite advanced and shouldn’t have summoned something like this.
The mirror before them was already shattered, and whether a grotesque woman had truly appeared inside was impossible to verify.
Xia Xianning retracted the golden light, holding the ghost in front of him, and asked succinctly: “What’s going on?”
The ghost remained silent.
Xia Xianning, seeing it unresponsive, didn’t waste time. He waved his hand, turning the ghost into mist, then reconstituted and grabbed it again: “Did you kill Huang Weihua? Why harm people?”
Luo Yingbai, seeing his junior’s blatant violent law enforcement, couldn’t help but intervene: “I risked my life to summon it, and it hasn’t even done what I asked. Let me handle this.”
Xia Xianning warned: “Don’t take risks next time.”
Luo Yingbai rekindled the candle, and the ghost involuntarily floated above the tomb.
Such spirit-summoning rituals, like Ouija boards, are a transaction between humans and ghosts. Humans offer their life or something else as payment, requesting ghosts to do their bidding. Once the ritual begins, the transaction cannot be terminated before completion.
The scene made Xia Xianning thoughtful, immediately understanding Luo Yingbai’s intention.
Luo Yingbai asked the ghost: “Can you fulfill any wish?”
The ghost responded: “Yes.”
Luo Yingbai smiled: “My wish is for Xia Xianning to sing ‘Little Apple’ while doing the Seaweed Dance. Here’s his birth chart.”
Xia Xianning, unexpectedly caught in the crossfire: “…”
Faced with the subtle glances from his subordinates, he didn’t know how to react. Fortunately, his typically impassive demeanor made him appear surprisingly calm, impressing everyone.
The ghost, unaware of who Xia Xianning was, received the birth chart and began casting a spell, floating toward Xia Xianning, then horrifyingly realizing it was the big demon king who had just beaten it.
Ghost: “Ahhhhh, help! Save me!”
Xia Xianning: “…”
He froze the ghost and asked Luo Yingbai: “Do you want me to cooperate?”
Yue Ling whispered to Gou Songze: “I never realized Captain Xia had such patience! Still asking if he needs to cooperate? If it were me…”
She was about to say she’d at least kick Luo Yingbai, but glancing at the cute guy, she couldn’t bring herself to do it and changed her words: “I’d at least punch him first.”
Gou Songze kindly warned: “Please don’t get any ideas about mimicking this… Captain Xia isn’t always this good-tempered.”
After warning her, he quietly muttered toward Luo Yingbai: “Cooperate, cooperate, cooperate…”
Yue Ling: “…”
Unfortunately, Luo Yingbai didn’t oblige. Laughing, he waved his hand: “No need, no need. I just wanted to see how this game works. We’ve caught it anyway, let’s go.”
Gou Songze: “Is this the time to play around?!”
Luo Yingbai patted his head: “You’re not qualified to say that. I saw you were just as excited earlier. Let’s go.”
Xia Xianning interrupted him, pulling Luo Yingbai close: “Let’s go.”
The group left the teaching building. Even from far away, they could still hear Luo Yingbai and Gou Songze bickering. But soon, as their footsteps faded, the building returned to silence, and a figure appeared where Luo Yingbai had stood.
The change spread gradually from where he had stood, like rippling water, expanding in circles. The building’s decor gradually became old and ancient. In less than a minute, the place had transformed into an entirely different realm.
Chapter 48: Setting the Trap
A light bulb hanging directly above the person’s head swayed continuously under the chilling wind, eerie and unpredictable.
A mirror appeared out of nowhere before him, reflecting a blurry image.
The person placed his hand on the mirror, muttering to himself: “Everyone who has desires should offer their life to show sincerity. If you won’t give it, I’ll take it myself.”
He looked like an adult male, but when speaking, a woman’s voice emerged – somewhat hoarse and shrill, echoing faintly on the walls.
Suddenly, a voice behind him spoke, gentle like the spring rain.
His expression changed dramatically as he spun around, discovering someone had appeared behind him without him noticing at all!
The newcomer was elegant and attractive – it was Luo Yingbai, who had clearly left earlier. Now standing leisurely, he smiled: “What’s the point of a woman possessing Huang Weihua’s body? Why don’t you reveal your true form and let me see what you look like?”
His tone was ambiguous, like a newlywed husband coaxing his wife to lift her veil, full of affectionate intent. However, as he spoke, the possessed “Huang Weihua” felt an overwhelming pressure almost forcing his spirit out of the body.
He stomped his foot, and countless pale white hands suddenly stretched out from the walls toward Luo Yingbai. “Huang Weihua” used this opportunity to retreat, avoiding the intense pressure, and coldly said: “You’re quite clever.”
Luo Yingbai smiled faintly, a red thread swinging from his sleeve and catching the skylight.
He leveraged himself up, kicked the wall to dodge the attack, and simultaneously threw a yellow charm that instantly neutralized the danger below.
“You thought you could escape my sight using that dead spirit’s cover? You’re underestimating me.”
