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Chapter 622: What's the Use of Crying? I'm Not Dead Yet!

 


Chapter 622: What's the Use of Crying? I'm Not Dead Yet!


Before Wei Xishi lost consciousness, he tightly held onto the bronze coin sword in his hand.


Floating inside the classroom were white bones, slowly drifting towards him.


The white bones approached, their color pale and their joints distinct, as skeletal hands reached out slowly toward Wei Xishi.


As the white bones touched Wei Xishi, a faint golden light shot out from the bronze coin sword in his hand.


The golden light flashed, and the faint divine light pushed back the menacing white bones.


"Aaahhhh!!!"


The white bones let out a piercing scream and disappeared in an instant.


One hour later.


Liu Liu waited anxiously at the dormitory building, but Wei Xishi had not returned.


He tightly held the peach wood sword in his arms as he walked out of the room and headed towards the teaching building.


The quiet campus appeared eerie under the dim streetlights.


The closer he got to the teaching building, the more the chilling aura permeated his skin.


Liu Liu's heart was in turmoil, and the fear deep within him surfaced.


In this quiet and dark environment, he felt an inexplicable sense of dread, as if there were many demons and monsters lurking in the darkness, all staring at him.


Liu Liu quickened his pace, trying to bolster his courage by talking to himself.


"Boss, it's so dark and scary here."


"You haven't paid me this month yet, a total of 8,800 yuan."


"You better not have any accidents, or else I'll be left with nothing…."


Liu Liu kept muttering to himself, trying to bolster his courage as he walked towards the teaching building.


Just as he was about to go upstairs, he heard a faint rustling sound nearby.


A cold shiver ran down his spine, and his scalp went numb instantly.


Liu Liu closed his eyes tightly and trembled as he said, "Spare me, all evil spirits and demons, I'm timid and not tasty. I have no grudges with any of you, don't increase your sins. Killing me won't do you any good, my boss will avenge me, and he's very powerful…"


He babbled without even knowing what he was saying.


Holding the peach wood sword tightly, he was on edge.


"Meow—"


Suddenly, a cat's meow sounded from below Liu Liu.


He opened his eyes wide and saw an orange cat squatting in front of him.


The cat was quite… chubby.


Yes, very chubby!


The chubby cat sat on the ground, looking up at Liu Liu with its green, glossy eyes.


There was a hint of mockery in its feline eyes, as if it was making fun of Liu Liu's timidity.


It wasn't a ghost, which relieved Liu Liu.


He glanced around uneasily, not seeing anything frightening.


He didn't pay much attention to the chubby orange cat's presence and continued on his way.


The cat followed behind him, stepping lightly without making a sound.


Liu Liu searched each floor for Wei Xishi.


There was no sign of his boss on the first or second floor.


After searching these two floors, Liu Liu was already covered in sweat.


Although he wasn't well-versed in the occult world, having been with Wei Xishi for several years, he had learned some basics.


As soon as he stepped into the teaching building, he felt goosebumps all over, and they hadn't subsided until now.


The atmosphere here was creepy, and there were definitely puppets lurking around.


During their previous work with Wei Xishi, they had encountered many situations like this.


Based on past experience, Liu Liu couldn't fool himself into thinking that this teaching building was clean.


He felt somewhat relieved with the chubby cat behind him, finding some comfort in its presence.


Liu Liu reached the third floor, and the temperature here was noticeably colder than the lower floors.


The air was filled with a suffocating scent.


Despite wearing a cotton coat, the cold still seeped through his clothes and into his bones.


Liu Liu shivered unconsciously.


Holding the peach wood sword tightly, he moved forward cautiously, observing his surroundings.


The night breeze brushed against his cheeks, making him feel both sober and frightened.


Soon, Liu Liu came to a stop, his pupils dilating.


A dark figure stood a few meters away from him, but he couldn't see what it was.


Yet, upon seeing it, Liu Liu was already frightened.


Sweat dripped from his palms, his scalp went numb, and his eyes widened as he looked like he was ready to turn and run for his life.


As he hesitated about turning and leaving, the chubby orange cat walked up.


With an elegant yet somewhat amusing gait, it approached the dark figure, wiggling its bottom as it got closer.


It wasn't anyone else, but Wei Xishi, who had lost consciousness.


The chubby cat approached and nudged his hand that was not holding the bronze coin sword.


The soft touch woke Wei Xishi up.


His eyelids twitched, and he let out a soft groan.


In the quiet space, his familiar voice rang out, and Liu Liu's body moved even before his brain processed it.


He rushed forward to the dark figure.


It was his boss's voice; he couldn't have misheard.


Finding his boss, he didn't care about anything else, and he knelt down in front of the dark figure.


Liu Liu pulled at Wei Xishi's pale and refined handsome face, calling out anxiously, "Boss, wake up."


"You haven't paid me this month yet, you can't die. If you die, I'll end up on the streets again."


"Boss, wake up, sob…"


*Smack!*


As Liu Liu sobbed and poured his heart out, he received a slap on his head.


The sound was clear and audible, shocking Liu Liu to silence.


Wei Xishi frowned, a hint of pain showing on his face, but he said lightly, "What's the use of crying? I'm not dead yet. Even if I die, I'll take you with me."


Liu Liu's lips twitched, "..."


"Then let's forget about it. I don't want the salary anymore."


He let go of Wei Xishi's sleeve and stood up, turning to leave.


After taking a few steps, he turned back.


Wei Xishi smiled and pretended to be weak, saying, "Liu Liu, I don't have the strength. Come help me up."


Liu Liu acted as if he hadn't heard and continued walking.


Anyone would be unhappy hearing a threatening remark like "I'll take you with me" even if they knew it was a joke.


Liu Liu was definitely unhappy right now.


Wei Xishi: "I'll increase your salary this month."


Upon hearing about the salary increase, Liu Liu's expression changed instantly. He turned back and ran back to Wei Xishi's side.


"Sure, Boss, I'm a good boy. I dared to come find you despite fearing life and death. Give me a higher salary this month."


He looked at Wei Xishi eagerly, his face full of expectation.


Wei Xishi was now able to stand on his own. He had only been caught off guard by the powerful blood curse and was not facing any other issues after regaining consciousness.


He just wanted to tease Liu Liu


a little.


When he stood up, he happened to glance at the classroom across the way.


In just one look, his eyes turned cold and ruthless.


Only a ghost with the ability to harvest lives could emit such intense and pervasive blood curse.


Was he looking at the culprit behind the Oti Academy incident?


Judging by the strong malevolence, it was evident that this ghost was incredibly powerful.


Although Wei Xishi was a capable Taoist at Qingcheng Taoist Temple, being a Taoist was not his main profession.


Ten years ago, he had a falling out with his family and chose to run away from home.


At that time, he was penniless and stumbled upon a desolate Taoist temple, the Qingcheng Taoist Temple.


That encounter changed the course of his life.


He inadvertently stepped into the world of the occult.


When Wei Xishi entered Qingcheng Taoist Temple, it was already in decline.


The once-grand temple was reduced to a small, sickly temple, with only an ailing abbot left.


Whether the abbot was deceiving him or it was fate, Wei Xishi ended up becoming his disciple.


After taking him as his disciple, the abbot, who was already terminally ill, dedicated his remaining days to imparting Taoist arts to Wei Xishi.


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