"Zhang Wei!"
Seeing Zhang Wei grab a bench and charge headlong towards the ghost, Lu Lianxue was anxious. She had no time to draw any Five Thunder Talismans.
Did I guess wrong?
Is Zhang Wei not a ghost exorcist?
Before, Lu Lianxue wouldn't have doubted Zhang Wei was a ghost exorcist. Now, she had to strongly suspect it, because the ghost Zhang Wei was facing was a spiritual entity.
If dealing with zombies, or demons that had taken form.
Physical attacks could be used to deal with them and provide some form of containment.
This was basic common sense for ghost exorcists.
But!
Against spiritual ghosts, ordinary physical attacks were useless.
They were, in essence, souls. How could physical attacks possibly hit them? It would be like hitting air.
At the same time.
【Ding! The Blood Curse Ghost is laughing internally, I'm dying of laughter, this person is going to attack me with a bench? Hahahahaha】
【Host has gained System Points +3】
Creak… creak…
A sound like bones colliding echoed.
Facing Zhang Wei's charge.
The Blood Curse Ghost didn't hesitate. It twisted its strange limbs like Kayako and leaped from the wall towards Zhang Wei.
Then…
Bang!!
A dull thud.
The wooden bench smashed into the face of the charging Blood Curse Ghost.
Crack…
Following that, everyone heard the sound of bones cracking. But this time, they heard it clearly. It wasn't the sound of limbs colliding, but the sound of a skull shattering.
Then…
'Kayako' was sent flying by Zhang Wei's bench, crashing into another corner of the wall.
Along its path.
Tables and chairs were knocked over, leaving a mess.
And Kayako was instantly frozen in the corner, its face filled with disbelief.
【Ding! The Blood Curse Ghost is stunned, I was hit by a bench??】
【Host has gained System Points +3】
No time to think.
Zhang Wei's bench came again.
Adhering to the principle of striking while the iron is hot and never giving the villain a chance to breathe or speak.
After sending the ghost flying, Zhang Wei, with swift steps, rushed forward again.
Like a street thug in a brawl, he began smashing the ghost in the corner.
Bang! Bang!! Bang!!!…
The sounds of smashing continued.
At this moment.
The classroom was filled with dull thuds.
Blood splattered.
It was extremely brutal.
It could be seen.
The ghost's blood, emitting a malevolent aura, splashed out from Zhang Wei's corner.
Even.
It directly splattered onto Lu Lianxue's face, but she was completely oblivious. She had wanted to stop Zhang Wei earlier and had rushed forward, but now she stopped, staring blankly at Zhang Wei, who was facing away from her, unleashing a barrage of attacks on the corner.
Raising the bench, smashing the bench down…
Repeatedly.
Bang bang bang…
Blood splattered.
And…
"Ah!!!!!"
The ghost let out a piercing scream.
Stunned.
Dazed.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded.
The previous second, they had seen Zhang Wei like a self-sacrificing Spartan warrior. The ghost leaped from the corner towards him, and he also grabbed a bench, leaped forward, grabbed the bench with both hands, and swung it forward to smash the ghost. In their eyes, Zhang Wei was no different from an NPC supporting character in a horror movie who was "offering himself up."
But the next second… it was unforgettable for their lives.
At this moment.
The ghost was covered in blood. Its entire body was curled up on its side in the corner, clutching its head with both hands, screaming frantically.
And Zhang Wei.
His face, slightly sickly but extremely handsome, was splattered with the ghost's blood.
They were stunned. Li Junfei and the others couldn't help but swallow.
A single thought flashed through their minds.
Who… is the ghost.
【Ding! The Blood Curse Ghost wails, Ah!!! It hurts so much!! Why is this happening, why can the bench hit me.】
【Host has gained System Points +1】
【Ding! The Blood Curse Ghost is stunned, why does this bench hurt so much when it hits me, it feels like being hit on the head with a brick.】
【Host has gained System Points +1】
【Ding! The Blood Curse Ghost screams, Stop hitting me, please stop hitting me.】
【Host has gained System Points +1】
"Stop hitting me, please stop hitting me."
The ghost let out a desperate plea.
This scene.
Li Junfei and the others watched in a daze. Was it an illusion?? The ghost was begging for mercy???
However, Zhang Wei ignored it and continued his assault.
Bang!
Another dull thud.
The ghost in the corner kicked its legs, and its transparent body dissolved like smoke.
【Ding! The Blood Curse Ghost, with its last breath of unwillingness, exhaled its final sigh.】
【Host has gained System Points +2】
【Special reward triggered, gained Heavenly Eye, gained common knowledge information about demons and ghosts.】
The cold system prompt sounded.
Zhang Wei finally stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned to look at Lu Lianxue.
"Class monitor, are you done drawing your talisman? I think I've stalled it enough, right?"
"..."
Stalled it? Are you kidding me? (╬`益´) You've already beaten the ghost to death.
Lu Lianxue's mouth hung slightly open, unsure how to respond.
As the ghost died.
Crack.
It was like a shattered mirror.
The gloomy classroom surroundings, the blood-red sky outside the window, shattered like a mirror.
Li Junfei and the others snapped back to reality. Looking out the window, the sky had returned to its previous clear blue. Outside the classroom, they could hear sounds – the teachers and students from other classes who had emerged from the ghost domain.
...
At noon.
School cafeteria.
"Class monitor, do we really not need to perform a ritual to send that ghost off? I saw it died quite miserably."
Zhang Wei, holding his tray laden with dishes like braised pork with preserved vegetables and stir-fried eggs with green peppers, sat opposite Lu Lianxue.
He had been too focused on earning system points and hadn't stopped himself, beating the ghost to death.
He couldn't help but wonder if he would incur any karma. After all, wasn't it common in folklore to suffer retribution for killing, to deplete one's virtue? He didn't know if accidentally killing a ghost would deplete his virtue.
"That ghost did die quite miserably."
Lu Lianxue said with a wry smile.
"No need for a ritual. You've already performed a physical ritual for it. The ghost is thoroughly dead."
Two class periods had passed since they encountered the ghost. To avoid causing panic and to prevent news of the ghost from leaking, the Wei Dao Si personnel who arrived later instructed Zhang Wei and the others to continue with their classes as usual.
However, for safety's sake.
Fearing that Zhou Pingyun might play a "four-corner game" and summon more than one ghost, they took Zhou Pingyun away.
As for ordinary people like Li Junfei who were aware of the situation, they signed confidentiality agreements according to regulations and received a considerable sum of hush money.
"Zhang Wei."
After a moment's hesitation, Lu Lianxue finally spoke.
"Is this really your first time exorcising a ghost?"
"Yes, see? I didn't even know about performing rituals, isn't that obvious? I used to focus on cultivation and rarely dealt with ghosts, nor did I encounter them often."
Zhang Wei replied as he took a bite of his rice.
To avoid exposing the system, Zhang Wei made up a story for Lu Lianxue and the others, saying that when he was young, he accidentally met a strange old Taoist priest who gave him a book on 'Taoist Cultivation.' He then taught himself and gained his current abilities.
As he spoke.
Zhang Wei sighed.
"Actually, I can understand your surprise, Class Monitor. I'm surprised too. I didn't expect that my first time would be with you, Class Monitor."
A sudden suggestive remark.
Lu Lianxue's face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who broke their first time with you?"
As the school goddess and a disciple of Longhu Mountain, no friend or classmate dared to tease her like this, and she couldn't help but blush.
To prevent Zhang Wei from continuing his suggestive remarks.
Lu Lianxue, as if remembering something, quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, Zhang Wei, do you have time after school today?"
"Class Monitor, are you going to confess to me? It's okay, you don't have to wait until after school, I can agree right now." Zhang Wei grinned.
"Who's confessing to you? No, the captain asked me to tell you to come to the Wei Dao Si after school."
Zhang Wei pouted and sighed.
"Alright."
He had no intention of refusing. In fact, he was curious about the Wei Dao Si and wanted to see it. He had heard Lu Lianxue mention before that it was a department established by Great Xia specifically targeting ghosts, gathering many talented individuals.
It was said that the Wei Dao Si not only had Taoist priests but also folk shamans, sorcerers, Maoshan sorcerers, and so on. It was even rumored to have people like "prophetic knife sellers" and "barbers," etc.
Just then.
"What are you guys talking about?"
Li Junfei walked over with his food, his steps cheerful.
As soon as he sat down, he began showering Zhang Wei with praise, like a "Red Hare" horse.
"Zhang Wei, no, Brother Wei, I really didn't expect that after being roommates and university classmates for a year, beneath your seemingly refined exterior, you hide a heart full of dominance."
"Your ghost exorcism today was incredibly cool."
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