Dying in the Male Lead's Arms Every Time - Chapter 9

Strictly speaking, the school actually has two medical rooms-one near the teaching building and another near the dormitory building.

The one by the dormitory is more secluded, located deep within the girls’ dormitory and is quite old. Because of its proximity, the girls prefer going there.

Su Qingqing and Su Xue are very familiar with that place.

The medical room by the dormitory is quite simple, just a single room on one floor with only a nurse and a doctor on duty.

Su Qingqing stood by the window, ready to call out.

Unexpectedly, the window was open, and a gust of wind blew the curtains aside, revealing everything inside.

Su Xue lay on the cot, her back turned to Su Qingqing, seemingly asleep.

Su Qingqing called out, “Su Xue? Why are you sleeping on the bed?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Xue on the cot turned around to face her, her face full of terror, mouth agape but no sound coming out.

Su Qingqing didn’t notice and continued muttering, “It’s getting late, let’s hurry up and leave. If no one’s here, we can go to the medical room in front…”

She hadn’t finished when her eyes widened.

The small red lips of the person on the cot suddenly stretched to both sides, gradually tearing open, blood seeping out as if cut by scissors.

Su Qingqing only heard Su Xue’s muffled cries of pain.

The white sheet beneath her was soaked with blood, her face covered in blood, the corners of her mouth splitting open like a circus clown.

Soon, she watched as the gash was sewn up, stitch by stitch, looking terrifying and bloody.

No one appeared throughout the entire process.

Su Qingqing fainted outside immediately.

When she came to, the police had arrived and sealed off the scene. She explained clearly what had happened in the medical room, but no one believed her.

She never returned to school after that.

But the matter was far from over.

At night, while sleeping in her room, she would always hear footsteps, one after another, neither fast nor slow, disappearing once she got out of bed.

A few days ago, while showering in the bathroom, which had transparent glass, usually clear, it was foggy that night.

Yet she vaguely noticed a red blur outside. It reminded her of the red shadow she saw when Huang Li scared her that night.

She shivered in the bathroom for hours until the housemaid found her and woke her up. When she went out, there was nothing outside.

“…When I sleep at night, I feel something pressing on me. In the morning, when I look in the mirror, my shoulders are covered in handprints.”

It was summer, and Su Qingqing wore an off-shoulder dress. The red marks on her collarbone hadn’t faded.

The handprints weren’t too big or too small. Ning Meng mentally compared them and found they were about the size of her own hands from before.

Shi Qi also looked over.

He didn’t know what the Shi Family did, but what he heard today seemed beyond his knowledge, yet these people found it normal.

Could it be that what they showed him last time was the same?

Because he couldn’t see it, they treated him so coldly?

Shi Qi pursed his lips, his small face expressionless, only his hand slightly tightening around his grandmother’s.

Noticing his movement, Ning Meng secretly laughed to herself.

This little kid must be scared.

The two of them had completely different thoughts, yet their actions were surprisingly consistent, both tightening their grip on each other’s hands, big hand wrapping around small hand.

Shi Shanjin watched.

He didn’t expect the old madam to like this grandson so much. Although disappointed he didn’t have yin-yang eyes, having him accompany her was nice.

Their small actions went unnoticed by others.

Su Jianhua’s face didn’t look good either. “Last year, I went to pray and got a consecrated jade Buddha for Qingqing to wear. After the pressing incident, the jade Buddha cracked.”

He wasn’t entirely clueless and knew the jade Buddha had shielded his daughter from a disaster. Once broken, it lost its protective function.

But now, when he went to the temple to inquire, the master had long passed away, and the various jade Buddhas he brought back were ineffective, which is why he sought out the Shi Family.

The last time he came here, the eldest young master had him place a mirror, and it indeed worked.

“Eldest young master, thank you for advising me to hang a mirror at the door. Qingqing’s sleep has improved, but recently it’s become unsettled again.”

Initially, the night the mirror was hung was uneventful, but it gradually became ineffective, and last night there were scratching sounds at the door.

Ning Meng felt puzzled.

She only knew mirrors shouldn’t face the bed, as it had negative effects. Now, hanging it at the door had the opposite effect?

The system timely explained, “In feng shui, mirrors have the power to ward off evil. Think of the demon-revealing mirror; it’s not without reason. It’s like a bottomless pit; facing the bed, it absorbs the vital energy of the person on the bed. Over time, this disperses the energy, making the body very weak. But at the door, it’s different. With the same theory, it can absorb the evil energy outside the door, thus keeping evil spirits at bay.”

However, looking at this, it seemed they had provoked something unusual. In just a few days, the mirror became ineffective.

Ning Meng suddenly understood and felt a bit of pity for them.

Who told them to mess with the pen fairy without properly sending it off, ending up in such a mess, uncontrollable?

She quietly asked, “Is there a way to solve this?”

The system replied, “Naturally, you need to find the true form of this pen fairy. Then you can target its weaknesses. Every ghost has its own weakness, like a hanged ghost, who, despite sticking out its tongue all day, is actually most afraid of ropes.”

The most common is that the cause of death is its weakness.

Ning Meng thought of scenes from horror movies and asked, “Has anyone died at your school before?”

Su Qingqing thought for a moment and shook her head. “I’ve been at the school for four years and never heard of anyone dying. Nor have I heard of anyone before.”

If there were, someone would know.

Shi Shanjin suddenly had an epiphany, “We’ll go to your school in the afternoon; the source is still there.”

He instinctively felt it was a problem at the school; otherwise, they wouldn’t have summoned this pen fairy there.

Hearing this, Su Jianhua immediately expressed his gratitude and left the Shi Family with Su Qingqing.

Ning Meng also spoke up, “I’ll go too.”

Shi Shanjin frowned, “Mom, you’re not in good health now. Going out is tiring. Leave the school matters to me.”

Ning Meng insisted, “No way. I’m in great health. I need to take Seventeen to see the place. In case something happens in the future, he’ll know what to do.”

Shi Shanjin couldn’t argue with her and had to agree.

“By the way, have you added Seventeen to the family genealogical record?”

“Not yet.”

Mentioning this, Shi Shanjin frowned.

Shi Qi’s name was indeed inauspicious. With the third younger brother’s knowledge, he shouldn’t have chosen this name, yet he did.

Could there be some hidden reason?

“Then hurry up.” Ning Meng glared at him.

Shi Shanjin was helpless, “Alright, alright.”

Shi Qi’s eyes showed a hint of amusement.

This eldest uncle was so formidable, yet so obedient in front of grandma, which he found amusing.

Ning Meng took the opportunity to turn to Shi Qi and said, “You can’t be like your eldest uncle.”

Shi Qi glanced at the helpless Shi Shanjin and obediently nodded.

After lunch, Ning Meng and Shi Shanjin went to Su Qingqing’s school.

This university was quite renowned in Yanjing City, attracting students from all over. The administrative building had even been evaluated by a feng shui master.

Shi Shanjin’s status was exceptional, and Director Wang personally came to greet them.

He had come before regarding this matter, but the result was disappointing. Now that he was back, there must be some new development.

With the incident causing panic, it was best to resolve it now to prevent it from affecting the incoming freshmen’s applications.

The school leader wiped his sweat, “I’ve long forbidden playing these games, but their curiosity is insatiable. Every year, there are always students like this.”

Sometimes they even caught them red-handed during dorm inspections.

The most severe case was catching them in the middle of the night, playing some dish fairy¹ game, with a bowl overturned on the table, making one’s heart race. The school issued a warning to each student involved.

“Nowadays, young people are fascinated by things like pen fairies and dish fairies, impossible to stop. They always think nothing will happen and want to test their authenticity. This time, something did happen.”

Director Wang sighed.

As a school leader, he knew the police’s internal information and naturally knew these three incidents were different. No accidental death would result in such a terrifying manner.

Especially Su Xue, it was outright torture.

Human intervention wasn’t enough to convince him.

That’s why he secretly invited the Shi Family, and fortunately, the eldest young master didn’t refuse.

Ning Meng held Shi Qi’s hand and whispered, “Dish fairy and pen fairy are similar, right?”

The system elaborated, “There’s a significant difference between pen fairies and dish fairies. Generally, dish fairies, as long as the heart isn’t malicious, can summon real spirits and rarely summon ghosts, quite the opposite of pen fairies. So one is a spirit-summoning game, and the other is a divination method.”

The former is eerie, while the latter is more normal.

Ning Meng was bewildered, “I thought they were the same.”

Probably from watching too many ghost stories, dish fairies seemed more mysterious and scarier to her than pen fairies.

Shi Shanjin nodded, “Let’s go in.”

Director Wang glanced at the people behind him, hesitating, “This child and the old madam…”

Who brings an elderly and a child when visiting? At seventy or eighty, with so many wrinkles, walking isn’t easy.

How could they think of coming out? If they saw the scene, they might faint from fright. What if something happened?

Ning Meng maintained a blank expression.

Never did she expect that one day, she’d be barred from entering a school for being too old. It was truly heart-wrenching.

“Mom,” Shi Shanjin called.

Before he could say more, the director quickly changed his tune, “This way, please.”

He knew of the Shi Family’s old madam, though he hadn’t met her. With two sons like hers, one couldn’t help but admire.

Director Wang said, “Old madam, you’ve come too. Thank you for your trouble.”

Ning Meng nodded coolly.

Shi Qi, like her, didn’t look at anyone.

Director Wang didn’t say much and directly led them to Su Qingqing’s dormitory, which was now sealed, and only they could enter.

The dormitory was empty, clearly summer, yet chillingly cold.

As soon as Ning Meng entered, she saw the dormitory shrouded in black mist, not in clumps but filling the entire room.

Some areas were dense, others lighter.

No wonder it was so cold.

The curtains still showed the bright sunlight.

The anomaly was obvious.

Shi Shanjin stopped in front of Huang Li’s bed and suddenly spoke, “This place has the heaviest yin energy.”

Ning Meng, recalling some plot descriptions from novels, couldn’t help but disdain, “What kind of lousy yin-yang eyes did you give me? It’s all pitch black when I enter.”

Her eldest son saw things differently.

The system said, “Your yin-yang eyes are different from the Shi Family’s.”

Ning Meng rolled her eyes, “Yeah, of course, they’re different. I can’t even see where the ghosts are, just a black mass.”

“Be content,” the system couldn’t help but say, “The Shi Family’s yin-yang eyes can only detect where the yin energy and ghosts are. At least you can see.”

Only after the system’s explanation did Ning Meng realize that the Shi Family’s yin-yang eyes were like this. No wonder the old madam’s eldest son, Shi Shanjin, hadn’t solved this matter yet.

So, what the Shi Family possessed was merely a sensing ability, yet it was rumored as yin-yang eyes?

In that case, Shi Qi’s yin-yang eyes had mutated?

In the novel, he clearly saw ghosts, knew where they were, what they looked like, and most astonishingly, he could touch them.

That’s the real yin-yang eyes.

Footnote:

1. Dish Fairy(碟仙):A Chinese game using a dish or bowl for divination. It is considered safer than the Pen Fairy, often summoning benevolent spirits.