It's almost twelve o'clock, and I just sent Dong Shanshan back to her dorm. If it were any later, the dorm would be closed and she wouldn't have been able to get in. Downstairs, I let go of her hand and said, "You go up first."

  She nodded and asked me: "Are you coming next week?"

  I thought to myself, next week? If I can get through tonight, I'll definitely protect you. But I really don't know how to tell her, thinking for a moment. I forced a smile and said: "Come on, why not come, I'll continue to freeload meals from you next week."

  She listened and was obviously very happy, her little face was also red, whether it was because of the cold or something else. She went upstairs, but came back after walking for a while, took off the scarf from her neck and put it on mine. Said to me: "It's cold, be careful when taking a taxi back later. Send me a text message when you get home." After finishing speaking, she ran upstairs with small steps.

  I stood there in a daze, the winter nights of Northeast China were indeed very cold, but at this moment my heart was inexplicably warm. Smelling the lingering scent of Dong Shanshan's body on the scarf around my neck, I became even more determined.

  I will definitely protect you!!

  I turned around and walked towards the old building, as there were no workers today due to an accident yesterday. I took out the seven talismans from my down jacket and put them in three pockets according to their categories. Then I took out the two pieces of willow leaves that had been soaked in wine that day and a small roll of double-sided adhesive tape for painting, and stuck one piece of willow leaf on my forehead with the double-sided adhesive tape. Then I used another piece of willow leaf to wipe my eyes, it was really annoying to use dry tree leaves without moisture, they broke into pieces as soon as I wiped them, and even blinded my eyes.

  After everything was ready, I pretended to be very cool and arrived at the bottom of the old building. Looking up, those yellow-clothed girls were still standing in the window on the seventh floor. Maybe they saw me, and they stared straight at me with their eyes wide open.

  Don't think you can scare me. I lit a cigarette to boost my courage, and at this moment, I can clearly hear the sound of my own heartbeat, thumping, thumping.

  I clutched a "Ding Yi Ju Xiong Hu Ti Fu" in my right hand, took a deep breath of smoke, and crawled through the broken window on the first floor into the building. Damn, it's really dark, just like the real-life Silent Hill, with a visibility range that's too small.

  Here, I'd like to ask all of you a question: what are you most afraid of? Of course, if you say you're most afraid of your wife, that's excluded. Here, I'll tell everyone, I'm most afraid of the dark, and I believe many people are the same as me. Because in a dark environment, we don't know what unknown things exist. The scariest thing is actually our own psychology, because many people will scare themselves, and I'm no exception. I really like to scare myself.

  It's probably those damn horror movies at work, but I'm now all tense and jumpy, afraid that the yellow ghost girl will jump out from behind me and scare me. To be honest, this is even more thrilling than a haunted house, especially when you're sure there's a ghost waiting for you.

  It was unexpected that she didn't come out to scare me, except for being startled by the broken glass I stepped on when going upstairs. Everything went smoothly until I reached the fifth floor and felt a suffocating atmosphere, which grew stronger as I walked further up. Years later, there was a funny meme online with a caption that perfectly matched my mood at the time: "I feel like I'm about to collapse!"

  I suppressed the urge to run and arrived at the seventh floor. Under the light of my mobile phone, I came to the second classroom on the left. Taking a deep breath, I suddenly pushed open the door!

  A fierce aura suddenly came rushing towards me!! Indeed it was a fierce aura, fortunately I had made preparations earlier. I swiftly raised my hand and shouted loudly: "Ji Ji Ru Lv Ling!!!!" The 'Ding Yi Ju Xiong Hu Ti Fu' on my hand emitted a pale green light, splitting the fierce aura that was charging straight at me into two halves, passing by my side.

  Damn it, so scary! I got goosebumps all over my body right away.

  As I looked at that little girl, I tragically discovered that she hadn't actually done anything, and the aura of killing intent was only emanating from her body. And yet, she still didn't turn around, but instead continued to gaze out the window, completely ignoring me as if I were a mere dish on a plate. Although I don't mind being ignored by her, you should know that even an old dog has a few teeth left. You've come here today to negotiate with me, so at least give me a symbolic nod of acknowledgement!

  Hmph, I thought you were ignoring me, so I won't be polite either. I'll just play a little trick on you. Quickly, I pulled out a "Jia Wu Yu Qing Po Sha Fu" from my pocket and held it in my hand, heh heh. Ninth Uncle told me that no matter how fierce or evil the ghost is, as long as this talisman is stuck to its "ghost gate" (forehead), it will definitely be struck by the power of the Six Jia Yang Shen and its soul will scatter.

  As soon as I took out the token, she spoke up, but still didn't turn around. I clearly heard her say: "You, can you see me?" It was a nice-sounding voice, but it made the goosebumps that hadn't gone down yet rise again.

  She speaks, proving she still has a will to exist, which means I have an even greater chance of eliminating her. What should I do?

  Answer A: Reply to her and chat with her, advising her to reincarnate as soon as possible.

  Answer B: Pretend not to see her, then pretend to be passerby A, and when she's not paying attention, take advantage of the opportunity to extinguish it while looking out the window.

  Answer C: Forget it, I'm out of here, running away is the best policy.

  Three answers flashed through my mind quickly, but the third one was soon ruled out by me. How could I still think of escaping at this time? The second item was also ruled out by me afterwards. Only a fool would believe that someone would run to such a terrifying old building to enjoy the scenery so late.

  I'll just answer her then. I'll have a good talk with her and see if there's still a peaceful way to resolve this matter, after all, if we really start fighting, I don't have much hope of winning. I'm very clear that I'm still just a rookie. Because my legs are still shaking right now.

  Dry, as an old man, how can I let a woman take control? I'll fight to the end, even if it means losing my skin, I'll pull you down from your horse, you ghostly woman.

  I plucked up the courage and said to her: "Yes, I can see you."

  She slowly turned around, and another wave of resentment came rushing over. Let me explain to you all what "resentment" is. Have you ever experienced that feeling at night when you're sleeping, suddenly feeling very cold? That feeling that makes people shudder with unease. I believe you've all had this experience before. And my feeling at the time was much stronger than that.

  She slowly turned around, the light from the street lamps in the campus cast into the window, and I vaguely saw her face. She looked like a beauty, but her face was pale. It seems that ghosts are often described this way, but it's indeed true. She stared at me with my blue hair and said expressionlessly: "Finally found someone who can talk to me."

  Kiyoshima rarely speaks without opening her mouth, I finally got to see it. But this conversation sounds so awkward, she can't be looking for a substitute, right?

  I thought it was good to communicate, so I'll chat with her for now. I cautiously said to her: "But not everyone here can talk to you like me, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

  Here's the translation:

  I'm not saying this for no reason, because it was mentioned in an ancient book that a similar ghost was formed. It said that in ancient times, there was a big landlord who was a local tyrant, specializing in bullying the poor. Once again, this landlord committed a capital crime, but it was a dark age, and he used a lot of silver to bribe the local officials, finding one of his own long-time workers as a scapegoat. The worker suffered greatly from injustice, and for no reason at all, he was about to be executed. On the day of the execution, the landlord went to watch, and on the execution ground, the worker shouted at the landlord: "After I die, I will definitely become an evil ghost and bite your neck off!"

  The landlord's family was very frightened, but the landlord himself was quite calm. He said to the long worker who was kneeling on the ground and about to be beheaded: "If your head can fly up and bite the flagpole next to you after you are beheaded, I will believe you."

  The tall laborer glared fiercely at the landlord, and as the time arrived, the laborer's hand rose and fell with his knife, a terrifying thing happened, the laborer's head was indeed cut off and flew up, biting tightly onto the flagpole beside him, and an eerie smile appeared on his face.

  The landlord's family was very frightened, and they couldn't believe that the long worker's head would really be able to hang on the flagpole. They were worried that the long worker would take revenge on the landlord next, but the landlord just laughed loudly: "Don't worry, he has already left in peace, because when he died, he didn't want to take revenge on me at all, but rather how his head could fly up and bite onto the flagpole. Now that it's bitten on, his wish has also been fulfilled." After saying this, he turned around and went back home. And indeed, from then on, everything was peaceful and nothing happened.

  It must be said that the landlord in this book is indeed very wise, he grasped the so-called 'last wish before death' point, when Zhang Gong died, his mind only thought of biting the flagpole, and did not think of revenge at all. I just thought of this point, so I asked if there was anything else she wanted to do, if I could help her fulfill her wishes, she would naturally take the train to the underworld.

  The female ghost stared at me, looking me up and down until I broke out in goosebumps. She continued to speak without moving her lips: "You first tell me why you can see me."

  She was quite cautious, so I told her: "I... I'm actually a yin-yang master. That's why I can see you." Actually, I didn't know how to answer either, but Ninth Uncle used to be a yin-yang master, and as his apprentice, calling myself that shouldn't be too excessive.

  In the Northeast, Mr. Yin and Yang is indeed a very ancient profession, with superstition hanging on it, basically no one in the folk doesn't know about it. The female ghost seemed to have heard of this term before, she was slightly surprised after hearing my profession, because the image of this young blue-haired boy in front of her couldn't be connected to this mysterious profession at all.

  She asked me again: "Mr. Yin Yang, what... is your name?"

  It seems that this girl must have been a person who was not good at communicating before her death, because the two sentences she said were completely nonsense and not to the point. It made me feel like I was chatting with a 14 or 15-year-old girl on QQ, because they always ask you "what do you do" and "what's your name" as soon as they start talking. It gives you a feeling of being investigated.

  But now I'm not as afraid as before, I've come to realize that it's just like this, and it's not scary at all. You know, after entering university, I spent more time in internet cafes than attending classes, so I have the most experience dealing with women like her.

  But I left a mind's eye, because I heard the old man say before, if you meet a ghost later, the ghost asks your name, you must not tell it, if you tell it, there is a possibility of being hooked soul.

  I thought for a moment, then my eyes rolled around in circles and I came up with an idea. So I said to that ghost girl: "My surname is Qin, and my name is Aide." Actually, I wanted to tell her my name was Bao Jinlong, but I felt it would be too dishonest. So I just made up a random name, "Qin Aide".

  Obviously this female ghost didn't have much of a brain, she completely didn't catch the subtlety of my name. She said to me in a faint voice: "Qin Aide, are you interested in listening to my story?"