Video Recording

After checking the time, I saw that it was already past midnight. I turned on the computer and searched for information about the Ghost Raising School. After all, I still didn't understand its history very well.

I searched for "ghost raising" on the search engine, and a huge number of webpages appeared. However, I didn't find any of the results I wanted. Most of them were old stories about the strange death of a boy in red.

I casually looked through the story about the little boy in red and discovered a rather coincidental detail. After that extremely yin child had been hanged, he had not only been dressed in red, but needles, a steelyard weight, and other things had also been left on his body after his death. After some online analysis, someone came forward and said that the child had been turned into a little ghost.

They said that dressing him in red was meant to summon his soul, while tying the soul-weight to him was meant to lock his soul in place and preserve its integrity.

I was suddenly startled. The methods seemed somewhat connected to the Maoshan Sect, a branch that had split off from the Daoist tradition. Thinking of my own experiences as a child, I suddenly wondered whether the murderer could be the person who had once schemed against me. Because Grandma had interfered, he had lost something in the east only to gain something in the west—the little ghost had become my replacement?

There was no way to know. After all, I truly didn't understand much about the Daoist tradition. I'd ask Zhao Qian another day. Perhaps she would know something.

After watching the investigation video about the boy in red, I planned to go to bed and rest.

But just as I was about to shut down the computer, the chat program that had logged in automatically suddenly popped up. A woman had sent a message.

I hadn't intended to look, but since it had appeared in a pop-up window, the words immediately caught my eye. It said:

"Qianqian, take a look at this video. It seems something really happened at the eldest young master of the He Household's place, and you'll have to go deal with it."

A video was then sent through the chat window. I was a little curious and figured it was probably a work-related video, so I received it onto the desktop.

After receiving it, I was afraid it might be urgent, so I opened the video.

It was a surveillance recording. In it, a man was sleeping soundly on the bed, snoring away. The surroundings were extremely quiet, with only a seemingly very expensive lamp lit.

I had thought some Japanese adult film was about to start, but then I froze. A white figure suddenly appeared from the camera's blind spot. She slowly seemed to walk in from the direction of the window. She stopped only after reaching the sleeping man and stared at him blankly.

After a long while, that thing seemed to realize that the recording camera was monitoring her, so she turned toward it. I had still been staring at the video when that ghostly thing's head suddenly appeared right in front of the camera. It nearly scared me to tears!

How could that thing possibly be human? She was clearly a female ghost!

Her entire body was dripping wet, water pattering down from her. Her face was frighteningly pale, and what seemed to be waterweed hung from her hair. She looked just like she had crawled out of the water.

The video then filled with an eerie rustling sound. After that, the image tore into fragments, and nothing remained.

"Did you see it? Did you see it? Wasn't it incredibly vicious?" The woman in the chat window popped it up again. Her avatar looked like a big-faced, lecherous cat, but I checked her profile and saw that she was a girl.

I didn't dare answer. After a while, the woman sent another message: "Scared yourself incontinent, huh, my beautiful girl? Hahaha! Actually, besides the wired line, I cleverly connected a wireless one too. The wired one probably even burned out the memory card. The antenna line is encrypted, and the receiver is at my place! See how nice I am? I sent it to you before it even warmed up."

When I heard that, I knew something was wrong. This stupid woman was probably going to suffer. She had even taken it upon herself to connect the wireless line. I hurriedly sent her a message: "Are you still at home? Come to my place immediately."

"What? I'm already about to take off my clothes and go to sleep! Besides, didn't you say my place was safe? Didn't you set up feng shui for me?" the little lecherous cat messaged back.

"Then don't leave. Zhao Qian and I will come over right now." I felt there was no point wasting words with her. Even if she left the house, she might not escape the female ghost's deadly pursuit. The video had even captured the female ghost's appearance, which meant she was already terrifyingly vicious. The man hadn't died because the female ghost had known him before her death and wasn't in a hurry to take his life. Yet this stupid woman still had the mood to joke around.

I then ran upstairs and knocked on Zhao Qian's door.

Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaoxue opened the door sleepily. She was still wearing Zhao Qian's pajamas. When I saw her, my nose nearly started bleeding. The thin, gauzy pink lace dress looked incredibly sexy on Yu Xiaoxue. My eyes instinctively swept downward, and I discovered that the outlines of her breasts were faintly visible. Frightened, I immediately pushed her back inside and shut the door. "This has nothing to do with you. Go back to sleep. I knocked on the wrong door."

A thump of someone falling onto the bed sounded from behind the door. She had probably fallen asleep again.

I drew a deep breath and discovered that sinister yin energy was surging behind me. Sister-in-Law seemed ready to blow her top, so I hurriedly explained, "I didn't do it on purpose! I'm saving someone, you know!"

Without waiting for Sister-in-Law to make her next move, I ran over and knocked on the other door. Surely I wouldn't knock on the wrong one this time.

It took a long while before the light in Zhao Qian's room came on. She had thrown a little jacket over her pajamas, but her beautiful legs were still exposed. They were long and slender, enough to draw anyone's eyes.

"Brother Tian, what happened?" Zhao Qian seemed to have just fallen asleep.

"Your friend! The cat! She messaged me saying she saw a ghost. It popped up in the chat window, and I took it upon myself to receive the video. We need to hurry over to her place. Your feng shui tricks won't hold it back." I hurriedly explained.

"What cat or dog? Brother Tian, I'm so tired. There are plenty of people who send videos about hauntings in the middle of the night to scare others." Zhao Qian spoke groggily, pushed me, and was about to go back to sleep.

I immediately crooked my finger and summoned the Little Vicious Ghost over. She cooperated very well, instantly baring her gloomy teeth and standing in the direction Zhao Qian would turn.

Zhao Qian's half-raised eyelids caught sight of the scene. Her soul nearly flew out in fright. She instinctively screamed and turned around, then leaped straight into my arms.

Before I could feel that trace of softness pressed against my chest, she nearly shoved me down the stairs. It took me a while to steady myself. Then Sister-in-Law finally erupted in fury. A sinister wind blew from somewhere, and the doors and windows began rattling loudly.

Zhao Qian was terrified. When she saw the Little Vicious Ghost return to my side, her face flushed bright red, and she slammed the door shut with a bang. The rustling sounds of her getting dressed came from inside.

Before long, the alluring Zhao Qian followed me to the computer. We looked toward the chat window at the same time. At a glance, a chill seemed to sweep through the room in the dead of night—the window was filled with exclamation marks and all kinds of jumbled symbols.

The first thing we both thought was that something had happened. The feng shui at the person's house on the other end of the computer had probably been broken through by the evil ghost, and it had followed her there.

We hurried out the door. I opened the garage and prepared to get the car.

"Don't drive. She lives right across from us!" Zhao Qian said nervously. It seemed the person on the other end of the computer was quite important to her.

When I heard that, I slapped my forehead. She lived right across the way, and Zhao Qian hadn't said so sooner?

We ran across the street. Just as Zhao Qian was about to knock, I kicked the door open and asked her which room it was.

Zhao Qian pointed to the room on the second floor, and I immediately charged inside.

Inside the room, the young woman's eyes had rolled back. Strands of hair were strangling her until her face was flushed red. Her tongue hung out long, and she was probably moments from breathing her last.

"Go save her!" I ordered the Little Vicious Ghost.

The Little Vicious Ghost was somewhat unhappy, probably wondering why I kept getting involved with women. Still, she immediately pounced forward, grabbed one of the strands of hair, and, with strength no one knew she possessed, tore the white-clothed female ghost down!

The white-clothed female ghost was simply unlucky to encounter the Little Vicious Ghost. Before she could struggle more than twice, she was gnawed away until nothing remained.

The Little Vicious Ghost licked the corner of her mouth, looking as if it had been delicious.

I knew that using one predator to swallow another was called devouring, and it could help the Little Vicious Ghost grow rapidly to a certain extent.

But I couldn't worry about the Little Vicious Ghost now. The female police officer had stopped breathing. Her tongue was still sticking out, her eyes had rolled back, and drool was running from her mouth.

That's right, she was a female police officer. I could see that she was still wearing her uniform, with only half the buttons undone and her underclothes visible beneath it.

"Shanshan! Sister Shanshan, wake up! Don't scare me!" Zhao Qian hurriedly rushed forward and lifted her up.

"What are you waiting for? She's not breathing! Give her artificial respiration! Do you want her to die?" I immediately pushed Zhao Qian aside, laid the policewoman flat on the floor, and used my hand to push her slightly warm tongue back into her mouth.

"Do you know how to give artificial respiration?" I asked.

Zhao Qian began crying from fright and instinctively shook her head.

I sighed inwardly. Forget it, she was a beautiful policewoman too. I only hoped Sister-in-Law wouldn't lose her temper at a time like this.

"Sis, don't make trouble. I'm saving someone. You know that." I muttered a few words, clasped my hands together, placed them over the policewoman's swollen chest, and pressed down hard, performing CPR on her.

Every time I pressed down, the softness and resilience of her chest made my heart pound along with it. To be honest, it was my first time touching a woman's breasts, and she was a large-breasted policewoman at that—even if I was saving her life.

Sister-in-Law seemed to understand the gravity of the situation and didn't make things difficult for me. But when I was about to give the policewoman artificial respiration, a cool breeze brushed against my ear, making me unbearably itchy. The haughty Ninth Princess clearly didn't want me giving away my first kiss.

"I remember now. This... this I can do. They taught us at school." Zhao Qian wiped away her tears and also noticed the obvious delay when it was time to give artificial respiration.

Zhao Qian took over from me and gave the policewoman artificial respiration.

After a bout of coughing, the policewoman was finally brought back by our efforts.

By then, I had already called the Little Vicious Ghost back into the Soul Urn and was sitting on the bed, waiting for her to wake up.

The policewoman's face was deathly pale. Still shaken, she looked at Zhao Qian, then at me, but didn't cry.

After a long while, she actually smiled. "Qian, I saw a ghost!"

Had she gone stupid? It didn't seem so. She sounded quite calm. I found this policewoman deeply troublesome. She seemed like quite the tomboy!

"Mm, mm, Sister Shanshan, as long as you're all right!" Zhao Qian suddenly hugged the policewoman and began crying again.

"I think I almost died. I must have looked awful just now, right? My tongue was even sticking out." The policewoman hesitated, looked at me, and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhao Qian's friend," I said. You've already forgotten me? I was just pressing on your chest... No, I just saved your life!

"He's Brother Tian. He was chatting with you online just now, and he had me bring him over from his house to save you!" Zhao Qian explained.

"What? You two live together?!" the policewoman exclaimed, looking me up and down as if wondering what I had done to deserve such a thing.

I was speechless. This policewoman's imagination was probably even wilder than Yu Xiaoxue's. I couldn't afford to serve her, so I said, "Hehe, since the female ghost has already been dealt with, I'll go home and sleep first. You two can talk."

After saying that, I left the room and went to sleep in the study. It was already past two, and tomorrow I still had to go with Zhao Qian to her grandfather's house.

Who would have thought that turning on a computer could lead to something like this? How bizarre.