Soul Summoning

"Heehee, I'm very popular, you know." Lan Lele looked at me as she spoke.

I glanced at her and smiled. "Then how did you end up taking a liking to me?"

"I don't know either. Maybe because you're handsome." Lan Lele blinked as she spoke.

I calmly withdrew my hand and said, "Let's discuss Han Qianqian's situation instead. That's the most important thing right now."

Chapter 20: Soul Summoning

"You're such a bore." Lan Lele rolled her eyes at me and pouted. "A great beauty like me is standing right in front of you, yet you're thinking about that woman."

I was so exasperated by her words that I nearly laughed. I glared at her. "I'm thinking about how we're going to survive."

"I don't care. I'm right in front of you, so you should keep your eyes on me." Lan Lele shook her head as she spoke.

"Tch, what's there to look at with a little girl like you?" I pinched her cheek.

We bickered and played around, quickly putting the matter aside.

But no matter what, we had to find a way to deal with Han Qianqian.

That night, I lay on my bed with the Soul Summoning Bell in my hand, filled with excitement. Master Du Mo had given me this item. Back then, he had wanted to use it to subdue Han Qianqian.

But he had ultimately failed. That didn't mean this item was useless. It might possess the power to control ghosts.

At the thought of this, I couldn't help shaking it once.

Nothing happened. Puzzled, I continued shaking the bell in my hand.

Still, nothing happened, which left me somewhat disappointed. I set the Soul Summoning Bell aside and fell asleep.

I slept poorly, however. Throughout the night, I kept feeling as if someone was watching me.

Horror Classroom Section 17

Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly opened my eyes. I looked around.

At that moment, I froze. An Old Woman was standing beside my bed, staring at me with a vacant gaze!

She wore red clothes and padded pants on her lower body.

I was badly startled and opened my mouth to shout. But when I saw the old woman clearly, I immediately shut my mouth.

I knew this Old Woman. She was my neighbor. When I was little, I had even eaten at her house. Her children were also very filial.

"Grandma Guo, why did you come over in the middle of the night?" I looked at her and asked in confusion.

"You called me here." Grandma Guo spoke slowly, her gaze still vacant.

"But I didn't call you. In any case, I'll take you back first. It's already late." I sat up in bed as I spoke.

"No need. I can go back by myself. You need to be careful, child." Grandma Guo looked at me with warmth in her eyes. Then she turned and left.

I had just been about to get up and see her out, but Grandma Guo moved extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, she had walked out of the room. I couldn't help exclaiming, "She's remarkably spry for her age."

The next morning, I got up for breakfast and brought up the matter with my father. I said nonchalantly, "Did something happen to the neighbors? Why did Grandma Guo come to my bedroom in the middle of the night?"

"Did something like that happen?" My father looked deeply shocked. He studied me and saw that I didn't look like I was lying. Only then did he say, "Nothing happened. You were probably dreaming. I got up in the middle of the night yesterday, and your bedroom door was closed."

"So that's how it was?" I nodded and didn't take the matter seriously.

Just as I was preparing to go to school, I discovered that a mourning hall had appeared outside. I paid no attention to it at first, but when my gaze swept across it, my face instantly froze in shock.

Hanging in the center of the mourning hall was a black-and-white portrait. It was Grandma Guo's picture!

Could it be...?

My throat felt dry, and I couldn't speak for a long while. I found the neighbors, a young couple who were weeping bitterly.

I first burned a stick of incense, then asked, "When did Grandma Guo pass away?"

"She passed away in the middle of the night yesterday. She went peacefully." The woman smiled, though her eyes were red.

I nodded silently, then turned and left.

On the way to school, I looked at the Soul Summoning Bell in my hand, my heart filled with excitement.

The Soul Summoning Bell really did possess the power to summon ghosts. Moreover, the ghosts it summoned seemed unable to harm me.

Grandma Guo had not shown the slightest hostility toward me.

However, what it truly summoned was probably someone who had died very recently. That also explained why Grandma Guo had come to find me in the middle of the night.

When I returned to the classroom and sat down, I lazily asked Wu Yong, "What happened at school today?"

"Nothing much happened. But, Boss, are you hiding something from me?" Wu Yong looked at me with a complicated expression. "When I was bragging to my friends, one of them told me that someone in their class had suddenly gotten a huge sum of money and started spending it recklessly too."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" I turned to look at him, my gaze perfectly calm.

"Is he like you? What exactly are you doing?" Wu Yong hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and asking.

I froze for a moment, then said helplessly, "Why are you asking about this?"

"If possible, could you take me with you?" Wu Yong lowered his voice, his eyes filled with pleading.

"That won't do. This is dangerous." I shook my head and refused him.

Wu Yong looked at me pleadingly, but I turned my head away and refused to meet his eyes. After a while, he said in a low voice, "I know you won't tell me, but I really want to know."