Ruan Qing tried to calm himself down, trembling as he held the book, slowly turning around.
Seeing the terrifying and distorted figure behind him, Ruan Qing’s eyes turned red in an instant, and his body couldn’t stop shaking.
Sweat started to bead on his forehead, and even his mind went blank.
Ruan Qing knew he was afraid, but he couldn’t control it.
Even though Qi Muran’s body wasn’t afraid of these entities, his consciousness still couldn’t help but fear them.
Ruan Qing’s entire body tensed, his expression showing a hint of vulnerability, and his eyes were misted over.
But all of this was hidden under the brim of his hat, and even the livestream audience didn’t see it that way.
To the livestream audience, it seemed like the ghost was following the beautiful classmate, making the beautiful classmate a bit unhappy, so he turned around.
Perhaps because Qi Muran’s body still retained its memories, although Ruan Qing was mentally terrified, his body didn’t physically weaken as it typically would whenever he was afraid.
Nor did he feel scared to the point of wanting to faint.
However, no matter how much Ruan Qing tried to mentally prepare himself or self-hypnotize, when that terrifying shadow approached, he still panicked and took two steps back.
He instinctively raised his hand, and uncontrollably, images from what he had just read in the book flashed through his mind.
The next moment, a white light instantly illuminated from the book, enveloping the dreadful figure in a gentle glow.
As the light flashed, the blood-stained figure underwent a transformation, becoming clean, and its entire demeanor turned gentle.
It was as if it was alive again, no longer resembling the terrifying appearance from moments ago.
The fear in Ruan Qing’s heart inexplicably dissipated as he stared blankly at the clean figure, as if having trouble coming to his senses.
After the figure became entirely clean, it smiled brightly and gratefully at Ruan Qing, silently opening its mouth.
“Thank you.”
Then, like a speck of light, the figure dissipated in place, slowly drifting towards the sky.
The scene was exceptionally beautiful.
Even in this ghost domain, it was so beautiful that it made people marvel, like a sky filled with dancing fireflies.
Except these fireflies were white.
Ruan Qing looked up at the white dots floating into the air and hesitantly spoke in his mind, ‘Did I... kill him?’
[No, he was just purified and entered the cycle of reincarnation.] The system replied, glancing at the book in Ruan Qing’s hand. It was only the first page.
It should be fine.
Ruan Qing, puzzled after hearing the system’s explanation, asked, ‘Purified?’
[Yes.] The system patiently explained, [When a person died, if their attachment is too deep, they may become a ghost. However, ghosts find it hard to maintain their sanity and act instinctively to fulfill their attachment, such as seeking revenge.]
[After completing their attachment, ghosts can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation. They gradually lose their sanity, consumed by resentment, ultimately becoming malevolent spirits.]
[You just purified those resentful energies, so he regained his sanity and appearance, allowing him to enter the cycle of reincarnation.]
The system paused for a moment after explaining, then continued speaking, [The ghost you were afraid of might be an entity that some people long to encounter.]
Ruan Qing pursed his lips slightly, lowering his gaze without saying a word.
Perhaps it was due to the strength of Qi Muran’s body, or maybe the scene just now exceeded Ruan Qing’s imagination, causing his fear to fade a bit.
Most fears originated from weakness.
As it was already late, Ruan Qing did not delay any longer and quickly ran towards the direction of the pen spirit and Qiao Nuo.
***
Qiao Nuo didn’t know what he was thinking; he unexpectedly stayed behind to cover for others.
Covering for others with his life.
After all, staying behind meant death.
Strangely, he felt no regrets.
He had almost died just now; his teacher didn’t come, and the teacher deceived him.
He, alone, was no match for the pen spirit.
When he was about to collapse, the pen spirit gave up killing him and went back when it sensed that someone had touched his piano.
He could have left at that moment, but he returned to the classroom and found the young man missing.
He had a bad feeling deep inside.
Sure enough, the young man had also touched the pen spirit’s piano and entered seven years ago.
In that place, even he was powerless because he had touched the piano before and lost consciousness entirely.
When he woke up, he had no memory at all.
He could only wait by the piano, waiting for the young man to come out.
Fortunately, he waited.
But after the young man came out, the pen spirit also immediately emerged.
The first thing the pen spirit did was to try to snatch the young man.
Without thinking, he pulled the young man away, avoiding the pen spirit, and then recklessly ran away with him.
He even stayed behind to cover for the young man, not caring about his own life for the sake of the young man’s survival.
Clearly, that kid was neither an older sister, nor sexy, and didn’t even have the right gender.
Completely inconsistent with his expectations for the future.
But he inexplicably felt soft-hearted and moved by him.
Perhaps it’s because no one had ever gently held his hand.
Nor had anyone ever cried with red eyes for him, looking at him with such a pitiful expression.
From the moment they sat together all night, it seemed he has already fallen.
He just didn’t want to admit it.
Qiao Nuo spit out a mouthful of blood, lying in a miserable state on the ground. He looked up at the dark sky, his eyes revealing the last trace of nostalgia and worry.
It’s still a long time until dawn, and the boy handed him a talisman. The next part was likely to be frightening.
Unfortunately, it seemed he wouldn’t have the chance to protect him again.
He had some unwillingness.
But it seemed feeling that was of no use.
As the extremely cold aura approached, Qiao Nuo tightened the ruby earrings in his hand, unwillingly closing his eyes.
However, the expected death did not come; instead, a white light appeared before him.
Even with his eyes closed, Qiao Nuo felt a bright light in front of him.
Clean and warm.
When Ruan Qing rushed over, he happened to encounter that terrifying figure attempting to kill Qiao Nuo. His eyes widened, suppressed his fear, and ran towards them while taking out the book.
Like purifying the ghost earlier, he wanted to block that fatal blow using the power of the book.
But obviously, the pen spirit and the ghost he just encountered were not on the same level.
That white light not only couldn’t purify the pen spirit, but it could only weaken a few traces of the yin energy.
It was still fatal when it hit a human body.
Ruan Qing looked at the faintly breathing Qiao Nuo on the ground and instinctively used his body to block the yin energy, then spit out blood directly.
A drop of blood splatters on the red figure, and the red figure instantly froze in place.
His... ‘heart’?
Ruan Qing tried to calm himself down, trembling as he held the book, slowly turning around.
Seeing the terrifying and distorted figure behind him, Ruan Qing’s eyes turned red in an instant, and his body couldn’t stop shaking.
Sweat started to bead on his forehead, and even his mind went blank.
Ruan Qing knew he was afraid, but he couldn’t control it.
Even though Qi Muran’s body wasn’t afraid of these entities, his consciousness still couldn’t help but fear them.
Ruan Qing’s entire body tensed, his expression showing a hint of vulnerability, and his eyes were misted over.
But all of this was hidden under the brim of his hat, and even the livestream audience didn’t see it that way.
To the livestream audience, it seemed like the ghost was following the beautiful classmate, making the beautiful classmate a bit unhappy, so he turned around.
Perhaps because Qi Muran’s body still retained its memories, although Ruan Qing was mentally terrified, his body didn’t physically weaken as it typically would whenever he was afraid.
Nor did he feel scared to the point of wanting to faint.
However, no matter how much Ruan Qing tried to mentally prepare himself or self-hypnotize, when that terrifying shadow approached, he still panicked and took two steps back.
He instinctively raised his hand, and uncontrollably, images from what he had just read in the book flashed through his mind.
The next moment, a white light instantly illuminated from the book, enveloping the dreadful figure in a gentle glow.
As the light flashed, the blood-stained figure underwent a transformation, becoming clean, and its entire demeanor turned gentle.
It was as if it was alive again, no longer resembling the terrifying appearance from moments ago.
The fear in Ruan Qing’s heart inexplicably dissipated as he stared blankly at the clean figure, as if having trouble coming to his senses.
After the figure became entirely clean, it smiled brightly and gratefully at Ruan Qing, silently opening its mouth.
“Thank you.”
Then, like a speck of light, the figure dissipated in place, slowly drifting towards the sky.
The scene was exceptionally beautiful.
Even in this ghost domain, it was so beautiful that it made people marvel, like a sky filled with dancing fireflies.
Except these fireflies were white.
Ruan Qing looked up at the white dots floating into the air and hesitantly spoke in his mind, ‘Did I... kill him?’
[No, he was just purified and entered the cycle of reincarnation.] The system replied, glancing at the book in Ruan Qing’s hand. It was only the first page.
It should be fine.
Ruan Qing, puzzled after hearing the system’s explanation, asked, ‘Purified?’
[Yes.] The system patiently explained, [When a person died, if their attachment is too deep, they may become a ghost. However, ghosts find it hard to maintain their sanity and act instinctively to fulfill their attachment, such as seeking revenge.]
[After completing their attachment, ghosts can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation. They gradually lose their sanity, consumed by resentment, ultimately becoming malevolent spirits.]
[You just purified those resentful energies, so he regained his sanity and appearance, allowing him to enter the cycle of reincarnation.]
The system paused for a moment after explaining, then continued speaking, [The ghost you were afraid of might be an entity that some people long to encounter.]
Ruan Qing pursed his lips slightly, lowering his gaze without saying a word.
Perhaps it was due to the strength of Qi Muran’s body, or maybe the scene just now exceeded Ruan Qing’s imagination, causing his fear to fade a bit.
Most fears originated from weakness.
As it was already late, Ruan Qing did not delay any longer and quickly ran towards the direction of the pen spirit and Qiao Nuo.
***
Qiao Nuo didn’t know what he was thinking; he unexpectedly stayed behind to cover for others.
Covering for others with his life.
After all, staying behind meant death.
Strangely, he felt no regrets.
He had almost died just now; his teacher didn’t come, and the teacher deceived him.
He, alone, was no match for the pen spirit.
When he was about to collapse, the pen spirit gave up killing him and went back when it sensed that someone had touched his piano.
He could have left at that moment, but he returned to the classroom and found the young man missing.
He had a bad feeling deep inside.
Sure enough, the young man had also touched the pen spirit’s piano and entered seven years ago.
In that place, even he was powerless because he had touched the piano before and lost consciousness entirely.
When he woke up, he had no memory at all.
He could only wait by the piano, waiting for the young man to come out.
Fortunately, he waited.
But after the young man came out, the pen spirit also immediately emerged.
The first thing the pen spirit did was to try to snatch the young man.
Without thinking, he pulled the young man away, avoiding the pen spirit, and then recklessly ran away with him.
He even stayed behind to cover for the young man, not caring about his own life for the sake of the young man’s survival.
Clearly, that kid was neither an older sister, nor sexy, and didn’t even have the right gender.
Completely inconsistent with his expectations for the future.
But he inexplicably felt soft-hearted and moved by him.
Perhaps it’s because no one had ever gently held his hand.
Nor had anyone ever cried with red eyes for him, looking at him with such a pitiful expression.
From the moment they sat together all night, it seemed he has already fallen.
He just didn’t want to admit it.
Qiao Nuo spit out a mouthful of blood, lying in a miserable state on the ground. He looked up at the dark sky, his eyes revealing the last trace of nostalgia and worry.
It’s still a long time until dawn, and the boy handed him a talisman. The next part was likely to be frightening.
Unfortunately, it seemed he wouldn’t have the chance to protect him again.
He had some unwillingness.
But it seemed feeling that was of no use.
As the extremely cold aura approached, Qiao Nuo tightened the ruby earrings in his hand, unwillingly closing his eyes.
However, the expected death did not come; instead, a white light appeared before him.
Even with his eyes closed, Qiao Nuo felt a bright light in front of him.
Clean and warm.
When Ruan Qing rushed over, he happened to encounter that terrifying figure attempting to kill Qiao Nuo. His eyes widened, suppressed his fear, and ran towards them while taking out the book.
Like purifying the ghost earlier, he wanted to block that fatal blow using the power of the book.
But obviously, the pen spirit and the ghost he just encountered were not on the same level.
That white light not only couldn’t purify the pen spirit, but it could only weaken a few traces of the yin energy.
It was still fatal when it hit a human body.
Ruan Qing looked at the faintly breathing Qiao Nuo on the ground and instinctively used his body to block the yin energy, then spit out blood directly.
A drop of blood splatters on the red figure, and the red figure instantly froze in place.
His... ‘heart’?
