Live Fortune Telling, Offline Ghost Hunting

A huge piece of paper rose from the ground, forming a classroom and shutting the two of them inside.

The ghost body did not hide, but appeared in front of the two of them. He did not speak, but took out a clock and placed it on the table, and the time immediately began to count down.

Luo Chen was confused and had no idea what the ghost body was going to do, because the two of them were not attacked, but he was sure that the ghost body's ability was the source of Li Xinran's curse.

He asked: "Is there anything you can't let go of?"

The ghost body said nothing, floated into the air, closed its eyes, and became motionless.

The weird scene and weird ghost body were something Luo Chen had never seen before. He simply stopped communicating and hit the wall with his palm of his energy. The paper wall was instantly shattered, but another wall quickly rose up, and Just the same.

He struck the motionless ghost body with his palm print again, only to find that the ghost body became insubstantial after the palm passed through it.

"That's not right..."

He opened his eyes wide in shock. The Yin Yang Palm was not afraid of the weakness or strength of the ghost body. He had never failed.

Zhuo Meng wondered: "What exactly happened? Is this ghost very strong?"

"no."

Luo Chen could feel the resentment of the ghost body, but the evil spirit was not strong, far inferior to the red-eyed evil ghost in the warehouse.

Evil and resentment are the two main sources of power of ghosts, and they are usually divided into evil ghosts and resentful ghosts. For example, Xiao Yue’s mother is a resentful ghost. The resentful ghost has stronger mental power and can cause hallucinations or nightmares, but The harm to the right person is limited, and if you don't take the initiative to provoke them, the resentful ghost will not disturb people. On the contrary, evil ghosts are more destructive. They have strong evil thoughts before death and are difficult to control after death. They will actively hurt people to strengthen their evil thoughts, and then Strengthen the ghost body.

Since the resentful ghost in front of him is not strong, why can't Luo Chen break this room? Can't even touch his ghost body.

He couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the whole room suddenly moved and the space shrank.

Zhuo Meng woke up suddenly, "I understand, he wants us to take the exam. This time is the countdown to the exam. Every time a period of time passes, the house will continue to shrink."

If it continues to shrink, the two of them will be squeezed to death here?

"You will be cursed."

A white shadow ghost floated in. It was a girl with long hair. She was the third ghost in Gaoli County. She had died here accidentally due to food poisoning.

The ghost said: "You shouldn't provoke him. He is the most powerful of the three ghosts among us."

"No matter how powerful it is, can it be stronger than my Yin Yang Palm?" Luo Chen raised his palm print and asked the female ghost body.

The girl took a step back, "Of course I'm scared, but he's not scared because he no longer has the consciousness of a ghost body."

"What's the meaning?"

"He failed in the exam and was resentful of his performance that year. He hated himself for being a little sloppy in answering the questions. The exam was the source of his resentment. In the entire school, there are exams every week, and so many people face them every year. The mental pressure of the exam, everyone has resentment against the exam, and his strength is endless."

Luo Chen's eyes widened and he suddenly realized.

What he faced was not a ghost body, but a collection of resentments. The county high school had a history of at least several decades, and the long-standing backlog of exam resentments was deeply rooted in the ground.

What Luo Chen faced was this endless resentment, which he certainly could not destroy with his Yin Yang Palm alone.

"So what do we do?"

The female ghost said: "Answer the question. If you pass, he will let you go, otherwise you will also be cursed. And tonight you brought your own spiritual energy to drive him away. He feels the danger. If you fail, he may not just Cursed.”

Luo Chen looked at the scroll paper on the desk. I never went to high school. How could I know these questions?

Zhuo Meng took the initiative to step forward, sat on the chair, and picked up the pen, "Let me do it. These questions are not difficult for me. I got into Minghu Normal University on my own."

In high school, Zhuo Meng voluntarily gave up being a sports student and started reading books desperately in order to go to a better school. Her sunshine and tenacity gave her an inspiring college entrance examination experience.

The countdown was still going on, and some time had been wasted. Zhuo Meng concentrated on entering the examination state.

The female ghost encouraged: "Come on, you two. If you deal with him, you will also save us."

"What happened to you and the other one?"

"We could have left long ago, but we were trapped in Xian Gao because of his resentment."

After saying that, the female ghost disappeared.

The classroom shrank again.

Luo Chen used the Yin and Yang Palm to test the surroundings and found that no matter what he did, there was no way out. This was not only the unique ability of the resentful ghost, but also the endless resentment provided by the earth's energy.

He touched the ground with one hand, slowly closed his eyes, and decided to make a bold attempt.

Master, you said that I have extraordinary talents, but do I have the ability to fight against the entire earth's energy?

"The sky is yang, the earth is yin, yin and yang live together!"

The arms of both hands suddenly glowed with golden light, and spiritual energy was rapidly accumulating in the palm prints. Waves of golden light appeared on the ground. He had never tried to use so much spiritual energy at once. His arms were like two forts ready to go. , he wanted to destroy the earthly energy where the resentment gathered in one breath, and remove the ghost body's classroom spell.

However……

During the stage of accumulating power, Zhuo Meng found that the classroom suddenly shrank and did not change according to the time rules. It didn't take long before the two of them were squeezed into a small space.

This is when the ghost senses a threat and is issuing a warning.

The classroom must have shrunk faster than Luo Chen could accumulate energy. He didn't dare to move because he wasn't sure if the classroom would continue to shrink until the end, which would hurt Zhuo Meng.

"You can answer the questions with peace of mind. If you can't pass the test at the end, I will try again."

Luo Chen kept charging and warned the ghost body that I can destroy the earth energy at any time, and you will no longer exist by then. The two sides maintained a confrontation with each other.

Zhuo Meng was sweating profusely. She had wasted some time before. She did not have enough time to answer the questions. In addition, in the few months after the college entrance examination, she was busy working to earn living expenses. She had forgotten some things in study and needed to remember them again.

The classroom shrank again, and the two of them were squeezed into having no room to move. Zhuo Meng anxiously counted the questions. There was only one question left on the paper. The table suddenly moved, and then the entire table and chairs were crushed to pieces.

She was startled, picked up the roll of paper and put it on Luo Chen's back. She seemed to hear countless voices of resentment in her ears. It was just like everyone's mood back then, full of confusion about the future and full of hope for the biggest turning point in life. These confusions and anxieties haunt everyone before the college entrance examination.

Zhuo Meng took a deep breath and said silently in his heart: "It's not you who decides your fate, it's me."

Open your eyes and write down the last question.

The time entered the final countdown, and the two of them were squeezed so hard that they could hardly stand. In the end, Zhuo Meng lay on Luo Chen's back, being carried on his back, and wrote the last stroke.

The room suddenly stopped shrinking, and the roll of paper in his hand flew into the air.