Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 466 - 44 There Might Be a Ghost Among Us

The common folk’s simple sense of justice can hardly be used to assess a national issue’s merits and drawbacks.

Because I hate the people of a certain country, I refuse to associate with them and kill one on sight—that’s clearly unacceptable.

Or maybe you’ve struggled through numerous challenges to confront the ultimate villain, only to be told their greatest desire is to have a seven-day weekend for the whole world...

Old Master He made it clear, we don’t understand this, we can’t rashly reach a conclusion.

Therefore, a thorough investigation is required.

Wang Yunxiao stood at the entrance of the courtyard, flipping open his notebook.

"Detected a Level II Holy Object, a half-statue of Solomon’s Demon God, at a distance of 270..."

To be honest, the notebook isn’t particularly perfect in functionality. Although it can detect Echo Erosion and various mysterious items, it’s not omniscient or omnipotent. There are at least three exceptional cases.

First, it can’t be used inside the Special Service Bureau.

Second, it doesn’t show anything related to cultivators within the Twelve Laws system.

Third, when encountering particularly high-level powers, like Principal Zhou’s Ruler, it becomes as silent as death, not daring to make a peep.

But this imperfection made Wang Yunxiao let down his guard towards it.

Imperfection makes it seem more genuine.

If this thing was really all-knowing and all-powerful, he’d be afraid to use it—who knows what might be hidden behind it.

Maybe this was one of the reasons Nurse Liu’s hacker had a low opinion of it.

The Human Skin Painter who practices the Heretical Dharma Gate of the Chess Herald can’t be tracked by the notebook, but it can track other things.

The county isn’t that big, certainly no match for Tianmen, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons abound. Suddenly stumbling on such a bizarre item, it’s hard not to associate it with a villainous baddie.

"Are you having fun out there?"

Wang Yunxiao looked at the text displayed in the notebook and smiled slightly, writing, "Yeah, having a blast drinking and feasting on meat."

"Are there beauties?"

"Yes."

"???"

"Is there really a cute little junior sister?"

"Not a junior sister, but a grand-niece, older than me."

"You don’t seem like the type to step back when a women is three years older?"

"I haven’t stepped back!"

"???"

"Aren’t you generations apart?"

"Jianghu People don’t care about that stuff."

"They don’t care? How come I’ve heard that Jianghu People really value these things?"

"You’ve read too many novels, the real Jianghu is filthy."

"So you’re saying your grand-niece is pretty? Prettier than Little Gourd?"

After thoughtful consideration, Wang Yunxiao replied, "Can’t say she’s prettier than the unscarred Little Gourd, but she’s the type who’s very..."

He wanted to write "saucy," but it felt too crude. So he revised, "very skilled at manipulating men."

There was silence on the other side of the notebook for a full ten seconds.

"Were you manipulated?"

"I am pure and virtuous, not to be disturbed."

"So you’re not denying you were played?"

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the distance displayed on the notebook and hastened his writing, "Enough of that, my master has arranged some entertainment for me, it’s my turn now, let’s chat later."

"There’s more entertainment?"

Li Mumu climbed out of bed, gritting her teeth as she tossed her notebook aside.

Middle of the night and he arranges entertainment for you, huh? Sure, sure, your master really loves you!

At the end of July, as soon as the rain stopped, the heat wave hit immediately.

Li Mumu, still sweating profusely in her tank top and panties at night, felt as sticky as if she’d been steamed.

Looking over, the two little girls were sleeping like logs, even snoring away.

Young people really sleep soundly, having not experienced the baptism of information in the Internet era. Their minds are so clear they can fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.

Not like heavy internet addicts like me who can’t close their eyes at night without stuffing their brains with all sorts of stuff.

Slipping on her slippers, Li Mumu picked up her washbasin and went to the washroom, turning on the tap to thoroughly wash her face.

Just as she seriously considered whether to take off her vest for a cold shower, the corner of her eye caught a slight movement of a shadow from a tree outside the window.

Li Mumu nonchalantly wiped her hair and walked to the window to look outside.

The playground was piled with various supplies transferred from beyond the pass, along with temporary military tents. Everything seemed normal.

But... there were no trees in the school. They had never planted any!

The window was open, and as Li Mumu leaned out to look, a cold hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.

Li Mumu was startled, nearly launching her head forward; when she turned around, she found it was Zhou Qing.

Damn, you scared me to death. I thought you were a ghost.

Li Mumu patted her chest, somewhat irritated, "Did you get up to use the bathroom? How come your footsteps are so quiet?"

Zhou Qing nodded and gestured towards the door of the washroom.

"Scared being alone? Want me to walk you back?"

"Mm."

This girl was always timid and not very talkative. Li Mumu didn’t find anything unusual about her behavior.

After emptying the washbasin, Li Mumu turned back around only to find that Zhou Qing was gone.

Li Mumu: "???"

Does she really make no sound when she walks?

Wait a minute...

"It’s a ghost."

The talking doll tied to her wrist spoke.

The school really is haunted, damn it!

Li Mumu’s pupils shrank.

She lifted her hand, and the red string tied to her wrist pointed towards the neighboring building.

Leaving the washroom, Li Mumu saw a vague figure hanging at the entrance of the women’s bathroom.

The girl hanging in the doorway slowly turned her head to meet Li Mumu’s gaze for a moment before vanishing in a flash.

"Hello..."

Li Mumu awkwardly lowered her hand, as it was clear that the other did not want to interact with her.

On the rooftop, two bats hung upside down in the shadows, whispering to each other.

"Bro, you were actually peeking at the girls bathing..."

"What do you mean peeking? What decent girl comes out to bathe in the middle of the night? Do you even know whether that’s a person or a ghost?"

"How can there be ghosts in a school?"

"Looking at this shabby place, nothing should surprise you..."

Two ropes silently descended, looping around the bats’ heads.

"Squeak—!"

The two bats screamed in terror, fluttering their wings and transforming into a streak of blood light, darting dozens of meters away.

"It’s a ghost!"

In the principal’s office, which still had its lights on, Principal Zhou sat at his desk, flipping through a stack of student files.

These were the student records previously brought by Qiao Hongyi.

With August approaching, all these students would be transferring here when school starts.

"This batch of students won’t be easy to manage."

Principal Zhou adjusted his glasses and his gaze fell on the topmost file.

The girl in the photo had a beaming smile, seemingly harmless.

Name: Li Mumu.

Race/Identity: Suspected Signal Flag.