As the sound of high heels echoed, the lights in the converted basement classroom began to flicker.
The temperature in the air seemed to grow even more eerie and freezing.
As the clicking of the heels grew clearer, the breathing of Wen Yan and the others couldn't help but quicken.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were practically in their throats.
Si Jingyi tightly gripped Old Master Si's sleeve, his eyes fixed dead ahead.
He wondered what the ghost of Teacher Jiang Qing looked like. Would she be terrifying?
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Soon, a slender figure appeared in their line of sight.
The woman was dressed in a black suit, her long hair tied back in a low ponytail. Her face was free of makeup, and she wore black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.
She held teaching materials in one hand and a set square in the other.
She looked cold and stern.
Aside from her bloodless complexion, she looked no different than when she was alive.
What surprised Wen Yan was that a male student was following behind her.
Upon seeing the male student's face clearly, Wen Yan's brow twitched.
It was actually the male student who had come looking for her in the infirmary.
Did he jump off the building after all?
Wen Yan immediately checked the system for the student's latest information.
He had been sent to the emergency room!
He wasn't dead yet!
He was still breathing!
Teacher Jiang Qing seemed oblivious to Wen Yan and the others as she led the male student straight toward the classroom.
"Class, we have a new student joining us today. His name is—"
Before Teacher Jiang Qing could finish her sentence, the male student who followed her in was suddenly pulled back.
The male student, who had been shivering with his head down, turned around and saw Wen Yan.
"School Doctor Wen?"
Wen Yan pressed her lips together tightly. "Hurry back to the city hospital's emergency room right now. You can still be saved!"
Just as the male student was about to say something, Teacher Jiang Qing, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned her head to look at Wen Yan.
Her black pupils instantly turned blood-red, shooting a fierce, vicious glare at Wen Yan.
The male student was too terrified to speak.
Wen Yan quickly pulled the male student behind her. She took out a talisman from her pocket and shouted, "Go back, quickly!"
Slapped by the talisman in Wen Yan's hand, the male student instantly vanished from the basement.
Seeing her student disappear, Teacher Jiang Qing lowered her head slightly. When she raised it again, her appearance had drastically changed in an instant.
Her low ponytail came undone, her hair cascading down to her waist. Her forehead was a bloody mess, and her bloodshot eyes glared at Wen Yan with intense hostility. Her nails suddenly grew long and sharp as she reached out and lunged at Wen Yan.
Wen Yan immediately pulled out an evil-warding talisman, chanting an incantation as she threw it at Teacher Jiang Qing.
The talisman struck Teacher Jiang Qing. She let out a shrill shriek, her body turning into a mass of black shadows that darted wildly around the classroom.
Si Moyan, Qu Weiyang, Old Master Si, and Si Jingyi likewise took out the talismans Wen Yan had given them, watching their surroundings vigilantly.
But soon, Teacher Jiang Qing's figure disappeared completely.
"S-Sister-in-law, where did she go?"
Wen Yan narrowed her eyes. Thinking of something, her expression suddenly changed.
Teacher Jiang Qing died with immense resentment, and over the years, she had continuously devoured the ghosts of students who scored below five hundred points. She had already become a vengeful spirit.
The evil-warding talisman couldn't subdue her!
After scanning the classroom, Wen Yan's gaze landed on Si Moyan, Si Jingyi, Old Master Si, and Qu Weiyang.
"Hubby, come stand by my side."
Si Moyan, his face cold and solemn, walked over to Wen Yan's side. "Where did she go? I can't see her either."
Wen Yan looked at the others standing opposite her. "She is currently possessing one of them."
As soon as she said this, a moment of eerie silence filled the air.
Qu Weiyang frowned deeply. "We have the protective talismans you gave us. She still dares to possess us?"
Wen Yan nodded. "She is no longer an ordinary ghost."
Old Master Si, Qu Weiyang, and Si Jingyi exchanged glances, all rushing to deny that they were the ones possessed.
The gloomy energy in the basement was simply too heavy, and even Wen Yan couldn't tell who Teacher Jiang Qing had possessed.
But she had a way to force her out—
"Hubby, your masculine yang energy is strong. Go and shake hands with each of the three of them."
Si Moyan gave a low sound of agreement.
The first to shake hands with Si Moyan was Old Master Si. He showed no abnormalities.
"Grandpa, come over here."
Old Master Si quickly walked behind Wen Yan and Si Moyan.
Next was Qu Weiyang, who also showed no abnormalities.
That left only the last person, Si Jingyi.
After Si Moyan extended his hand, Si Jingyi didn't reach back for a long time.
Si Moyan stepped forward and grabbed Si Jingyi's hand with lightning speed.
Teacher Jiang Qing, who was possessing Si Jingyi, seemed to be burned. She let out a cry and emerged from Si Jingyi's body.
Si Jingyi swayed unsteadily, and Si Moyan quickly reached out to support him.
"Everyone, take out the red strings I gave you earlier and stand at the four corners: east, south, west, and north," Wen Yan instructed.
Hearing Wen Yan's instructions, they quickly took out the red strings.
Wen Yan threw out several evil-warding talismans in a row. While Teacher Jiang Qing was dodging them, she commanded, "Move forward."
The group quickly stepped forward, pulling the red strings taut.
With the combination of the talismans and the red strings, Teacher Jiang Qing was trapped.
Wen Yan and the other three wrapped the red strings around Teacher Jiang Qing's body.
Teacher Jiang Qing's body began to struggle violently, her face twisting into a hideous and terrifying expression.
Just as Wen Yan was preparing to cast a spell to subdue Teacher Jiang Qing, a violent gust of wind suddenly whipped through the basement.
Teacher Jiang Qing's long hair began to whip around wildly, and tears of blood flowed from her eyes. As a piercing scream tore from her lips, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.
"Oh no! Hubby, Qu Weiyang, quickly stick the talismans I gave you on the back door of the classroom!"
Wen Yan, meanwhile, took out a talisman and slapped it onto the front door.
But their actions were a step too late.
The souls of the dead students in the classroom were all sucked into Teacher Jiang Qing's body.
Snap.
As her energy surged, all the red strings binding her snapped completely.
"Heh—"
Accompanied by a chilling sneer, Teacher Jiang Qing's figure vanished from their sight once again.
A drop of cold sweat rolled down Wen Yan's forehead.
A vengeful spirit that had absorbed the souls of dozens of students was no longer just ordinarily difficult to deal with.
She had possessed one of them again.
This time, it wouldn't be as simple as Si Moyan shaking hands to force her out.
Their actions seemed to have enraged her.
Originally, she only harmed students who scored below five hundred points, but now, she wanted one of their lives.
If they couldn't force her out of the possessed person's body in time, that person would likely lose their life here tonight.
Wen Yan felt an unprecedented amount of pressure.
At this moment, she became increasingly aware that her own abilities were still lacking.
If she could make it back safely this time, she swore to study her craft diligently and improve her skills!
With Teacher Jiang Qing and all the students gone, the basement became even more quiet and eerie.
Seeing the expression on Wen Yan's face, Si Moyan walked over and held her slightly trembling hand. "Did she possess someone again?"
