Shu Ti's office was on the third floor.
Wen Yan chased her all the way there.
She pushed the door open. The curtains inside were drawn tight, leaving the room pitch black.
As an outstanding teacher at Yisha, Shu Ti had her own private office.
Wen Yan fumbled for the switch and turned on the lights.
She looked around but didn't see Shu Ti anywhere.
However, she vaguely felt a pair of eyes staring at her.
The feeling of being watched was like needles piercing her temples.
Wen Yan pressed her fingers against her forehead. At that very moment, the office door slammed shut.
Wen Yan looked back; there was no one at the door.
When she turned her head back around, she saw a face magnified right before her eyes.
The woman's lips curled into a sinister, cold smile. "Meddling in other people's business will only cost you your life!"
Shu Ti had suddenly appeared right in front of Wen Yan.
Dog blood was still dripping down Shu Ti's pale face. She looked at Wen Yan with a chilling expression, her eyes like a bottomless, freezing abyss.
She parted her red lips and began to sing a beautiful song.
The piercing pain in Wen Yan's temples grew sharper, and she stumbled back a few steps unsteadily.
"You are under my spell, and I shall become your prison."
"Sink, sink down into the depths with me!"
"La~ La~"
Wen Yan's temples felt as if they were being stabbed by needles, and warm liquid flowed from her nostrils.
Her eyes gradually became clouded and hazy.
She felt as though she were standing on the edge of a cliff, with a vast ocean below.
Her whole body felt agonizingly uncomfortable, as if the only way to find relief was to jump down.
She spread her arms, ready to leap into the sea—
Seeing Wen Yan spread her arms, Shu Ti sang with even more vigor.
Once she finished this song, Wen Yan would drop dead!
However, just as she was feeling smug, Wen Yan's open arms suddenly clamped down around her neck.
With a loud thud.
Using a shoulder throw, Wen Yan slammed Shu Ti onto the ground.
At the same time, the office door was kicked open by Si Moyan.
He walked in swiftly, carrying a long rope.
Shu Ti's eyes widened, looking at Wen Yan in disbelief. "How... how did you snap out of it?"
Her eyes and singing voice could control people's minds.
Ever since she acquired these two abilities, she had never failed.
Wen Yan was not an ordinary person. She possessed powerful mental strength and could control herself.
Of course, she had indeed zoned out for a few seconds just now and had almost jumped off the cliff.
Wen Yan and Si Moyan tied Shu Ti up together. Si Moyan then found a rag and mercilessly stuffed it into Shu Ti's mouth.
Shu Ti didn't feel afraid. On the contrary, a look of excitement appeared in her eyes.
If Wen Yan and Si Moyan could deal with that thing for her, it wouldn't be a bad thing for her at all.
Wen Yan stood up, suddenly looking toward the area of the office where the cabinets were kept.
That pair of eyes she couldn't ignore seemed to be looking from over there.
The closer she got to the cabinet, the stronger the hair-raising sensation of being watched became.
Enduring the piercing pain in her temples, Wen Yan wiped away the nosebleed that kept flowing and approached the cabinet.
She felt around and found a hidden switch.
She pressed it, and the cabinet slowly opened, revealing a hidden room inside.
She quickly walked in.
Inside the hidden room was an altar table, and on the table sat a wooden doll.
At first glance, there was nothing special about the wooden doll, but its eyes looked as if they belonged to a living creature.
The moment Wen Yan looked into its eyes, it flashed her an eerie smile. "You found me."
Goosebumps erupted on Wen Yan's arms.
This voice was incredibly familiar; she had heard it in her previous life.
Could it be that she had transmigrated here, and that thing had transmigrated too?
Wen Yan took out a cloth, blindfolded herself, and then, holding a peach wood sword, walked quickly to the altar. Relying on her senses, she forcefully chopped off the wooden doll's head.
"Hehehe..."
"You can't kill me."
Wen Yan tore off her blindfold. She looked at the wooden head rolling on the ground, raised her foot, and stomped on it hard.
A wisp of green smoke shot out of the wooden head and immediately darted into Shu Ti's body.
Shu Ti, who had been tied up and unable to move, suddenly flashed an eerie light in her eyes. With immense strength, she broke free from the ropes on her body and tore the rag out of her mouth.
A sharp glint flashed in Wen Yan's eyes. "Hubby, that thing is afraid of fire. Light a fire, quick!"
Si Moyan immediately took out a lighter and set a book on fire.
Sure enough, Shu Ti, possessed by the evil entity, didn't dare to get any closer to Si Moyan and Wen Yan.
Wen Yan knew that with her current abilities, she still couldn't defeat this evil entity.
The evil entity had originally made a deal with Shu Ti: once six years were up, it would possess Shu Ti's body, but during those six years, Shu Ti had to make daily offerings to nourish it.
Right now, there was still about a month left until their agreed time, so the evil entity's powers hadn't fully recovered yet.
Wen Yan immediately threw out a talisman, chanted an incantation, and summoned Teacher Jiang Qing.
"Teacher Jiang Qing, we've already exposed Shu Ti's true colors. If you want your boyfriend and all the bewitched students of Class Ten to wake up, the rest of the battle is up to you!"
Jiang Qing looked at Shu Ti in front of her, intense resentment shooting from her eyes.
While the two of them fought, Wen Yan and Si Moyan immediately left the office.
...
When Wen Yan and Si Moyan ran downstairs from the office, they suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.
Shu Ti had fallen down.
A sharp, piercing scream tore from her mouth.
She raised her head and looked at Wen Yan, who was running toward her, a sinister and eerie smile curling her lips.
Dipping her fingers in her blood, she wrote a few words on the ground.
Soon, she collapsed completely, and a cloud of black smoke withdrew from her body.
Qu Weiyang stepped forward and checked Shu Ti's breathing.
She was no longer breathing.
"Shu Ti is dead..." Before she could finish her sentence, Qu Weiyang suddenly saw the four bloody words on the ground.
Qu Weiyang's pupils shrank. "Miss Wen, this..."
Wen Yan stepped forward and glanced at the bloody words on the ground.
[Wen Yan must die]
These four words suddenly made Wen Yan's heart race.
Before she transmigrated here, she had fought that very monster and was subsequently cursed.
At such a young age, she had developed stomach cancer and died!
Just what kind of grudge did they have that it insisted on hunting her down across two different worlds?
Her master had also died at the hands of that monster back then!
Wen Yan bit her lip hard with her teeth, tasting the metallic tang of blood.
[Damn Dabai, after I complete the strategy missions, can I really survive?]
[Host, you only have four more pieces of gossip to uncover to complete the strategy mission.]
Wen Yan furrowed her brows tightly, feeling as if she had plunged into an ice cellar.
A long, slender hand reached over and firmly embraced Wen Yan's delicate shoulders.
"It's alright now."
Wen Yan looked up at the man beside her.
Long, sword-like eyebrows, deep, narrow eyes, a tall, straight nose, and thin, crimson lips.
An incredibly handsome and righteous face.
She suddenly had the feeling that she had known him for a very, very long time.
