Beichuan Si felt no need to hold back against this vengeful spirit that had killed who knows how many people, his presence as cold and foreboding as death itself as he smashed and threw the boy’s spiteful ghost around.
Compared to the adult vengeful spirits, this kind of attack had the largest area of effect, and it was also the best way to deal with such a bratty child.
Beichuan Si pounded on the spirit several tis with a thud, casually grabbed a stool from the side, and smashed it over the ghost’s head with a bang.
The wooden stool couldn’t last even a second or two before falling apart, so Beichuan Si simply used a leg of the stool to continue the assault.
After about five seconds, the boy’s resentful spirit let out a cry of unbearable malignancy, and its spiritual body exploded.
Using this kind of escape thod must have inflicted so kind of harm on them, but had he not used such thods, it’s likely that they would have sustained even greater damage.
"Again with this?" Beichuan Si tossed aside the stool leg that had started to hiss and emit white smoke from the deathly aura, looking around him.
He could sense that the other was still in the auxiliary building, but was wary of him and thus dared not co out for the ti being.
Beichuan Si withdrew his gaze and turned it to Sakurai Saki and the others.
Sakurai Saki was helping Otomoto Ai, the girl with short hair, to stand up.
Due to excessive blood loss, Otomoto Ai’s face was pale, and she looked weak.
Seeing Beichuan Si turn his head, Otomoto Ai steadied herself and bowed deeply to Beichuan Si:
"Thank you very much, Brother Temple, for the trouble this ti."
Otomoto Ai also adopted Sakura Miori’s address for him.
Beichuan Si’s normally indifferent expression softened slightly, and he nodded at her:
"Let’s go out."
Beichuan Si had heard the words that Otomoto Ai had told Sakurai Saki to let her go, but in the end, Sakurai Saki had not abandoned her companion, and Sakura Miori was constantly thinking about Sakurai Saki and Takiyama Nanako. From these things, one could see the deep friendship between these girls—at least in the face of life and death, they all chose to support each other, which was truly comndable.
And as for Takiyama Nanako in the end... the fact that she had so many cat spirits looking out for her also showed that she was a good child.
It was no wonder that Beichuan Huili had been able to maintain such an innocent and pure mind for so long while surrounded by such a group of good friends—
Beichuan Si appreciated them.
But even so, so discipline was still necessary.
They nearly died playing a foolish ga of hide-and-seek by fours and almost left everyone here; Beichuan Si was not planning to let them off lightly, especially Sakurai Saki, Sakura Miori, and Takiyama Nanako, who didn’t have serious injuries—he wasn’t planning to let them off that easily.
With this in mind, Beichuan Si led the way while speaking:
"After we get out, I have sothing to discuss with you all, understand?"
"Understood."
They looked at each other and finally nodded in unison.
"Mhm." Beichuan Si nodded in response.
They arrived outside the school building.
The sky was still a bloody shade of red.
This sky didn’t resemble a setting sun, but rather seed to be drenched in blood, a roiling sinister shade of red.
Otomoto Ai had an expression that was caught between wanting to smile and not wanting to smile.
The events that had unfolded that day far exceeded the young girl’s imagination; she felt that no matter what else might appear, she could not be surprised by anything anymore.
"Speaking of which... Brother Temple said he wanted to talk to us. What exactly do you think he wants to say?" Sakura Miori, eyeing the steadily outstretched hands of Beichuan Si ahead of them, nudged Sakurai Saki with her elbow curiously.
Sakurai Saki shook her head.
Having just t Beichuan Si, she had no idea what he wanted to talk to them about.
So she pushed up her purple glasses and said half-jokingly:
"Soone as formidable as him, he couldn’t possibly just want to scold us, could he?"
"Mmm-hmm."
Her words imdiately gained Sakura Miori’s agreent.
Soone as formidable as Brother Temple would surely be asking them about details concerning Yuchuan Elentary School or the hide-and-seek ga they had played.
Beichuan Si temporarily had no ti for their little thoughts.
He raised his palm flat and then rested it in the empty space in front of him.
A ghastly aura of death seeped out of his wrist, curling around it as if alive.
That black mist was familiar to Sakura Miori and the others; Beichuan Si also used it during exorcisms.
Paired with Beichuan Si’s already handso physique, he really did have a mysterious and cool vibe.
Beichuan Si took a deep breath, and with force of his palm...
Crack, crack, crack...
The seemingly empty air in front of him was slowly torn open, revealing a black fissure!
Different from the real world where nothing could be seen, this weak structural space of the spiritual realm exposed the black fissure.
Beichuan Si turned his head back towards Sakura Miori and the others: "You few, hurry up and get inside."
"Eh? Oh, okay!"
Sakura Miori, supporting Takiyama Nanako, was the first to squeeze through the fissure, followed by Sakurai Saki, helping Otomoto Ai.
Once the four young girls completely entered, Beichuan Si squeezed into the fissure.
The fissure closed slowly.
Yuchuan Elentary School beca quiet once more.
...
Beichuan Huili held her cellphone, praying and waiting.
She believed that Beichuan Si could resolve the entire incident, but this was her first encounter with such an eerie affair.
Even with her trust in Beichuan Si, she felt uncertain at heart.
And at that mont, ripples of distortion mysteriously appeared at the empty school gates, and then—
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