Chapter 47: Farewell, Li Yan
Zhang Qian was too lazy to bother with those fancy things, casually pointing and shouting, “Freeze!”
As if his words were law, Liu Yu’s figure really froze in place and stopped moving.
“Hmm… the effect of this move is to make the demon’s soul scatter while not harming the body.”
“Kaka kaka—”
Liu Yu first twisted weirdly a few times, then collapsed to the ground like a puppet that lost support, but a pair of misty eyes still stared deadly at Liu Chuang.
“This… this is it?” Liu Chuang asked in shock, still shaken.
“It’s done, the door should be openable now.” Zhang Qian said as he twisted the handle.
The doorway opened with a creak, revealing an empty corridor.
But on the ground lay a middle-aged man in a suit, eyes tightly closed, life or death unknown.
“Can we leave now?” a classmate asked softly.
Although they were eager to slip away, Zhang Qian was blocking the doorway and showed no intention of letting them go.
“No, so many people just died here, you definitely need to give statements.” Zhang Qian said as he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Xin.
The call was quickly answered, and a steady male voice came through.
“Comrade Zhang Qian, what’s up?”
“I’m at Fugui Restaurant, a supernatural event happened here, it’s been resolved, trouble you to bring a team over for cleanup.” Zhang Qian got straight to the point without nonsense.
“Roughly how many people in the know?” Yu Xin asked.
Zhang Qian glanced at the restless classmates and casually said, “A dozen or so, less than twenty, come as soon as possible, their emotions aren’t great.”
“Got it, I’m coming right away.”
Yu Xin didn’t delay and immediately assembled the team to prepare to set out.
With the increase in supernatural events, headquarters now had the authority to directly coordinate with the police for case assistance, bringing much convenience to handling supernatural events.
But just as he pushed open the office door, he encountered an unexpected figure.
“Li Yan? Why are you here?” Yu Xin was a bit surprised, but his footsteps didn’t stop, “I heard Professor Wang say you were on leave, here to visit?”
Li Yan patted the briefcase in his hand, “Bringing something for Zhang Qian, heard you’re going to see him, so I figured I’d go with you.”
“You came at just the right time, Zhang Qian’s side ran into a supernatural event, come take a look too.”
After hanging up, Zhang Qian soothed the anxious classmates, “Official people are coming soon, after giving statements they should let you leave.”
Nearby, Jiang Yu Xin came over and asked curiously, “You just directly mentioned the supernatural event on the phone, do the officials know about the existence of ghosts?”
“They do know…” Zhang Qian was about to explain when he noticed the classmates all perking up their ears and glancing over occasionally.
“You all want to hear too?” Zhang Qian raised an eyebrow.
The classmates nodded like chickens pecking rice.
Before, if someone told them ghosts existed, they’d scoff or even mock the person as crazy. But now having seen Liu Yu and Wang Ying like mad demons with their own eyes, no one dared question the existence of ghosts anymore.
And Zhang Qian, the only one who could deal with fierce ghosts, naturally became a mysterious big shot in their eyes, probably holding lots of inside information.
Zhang Qian pointed to the empty chairs, “All sit down, you’ve already been through a supernatural event, knowing more is fine.”
Once everyone gathered around him standing or sitting, Zhang Qian briefly described the relationship between fierce ghosts and the officials.
“At some unknown time, fierce ghosts descended upon our world in different forms…”
“And supernatural events are events caused by fierce ghosts, the officials have specialists handling these cases…”
Zhang Qian didn’t say much, just telling the classmates that supernatural things aren’t scary, the officials have ways, and he didn’t reveal a bit about ghost controllers or such information.
After speaking, he checked the time and figured Yu Xin would still take a while to arrive.
“I have time now, you can ask questions, but I might not answer.”
Most classmates stayed silent, clearly scared badly by the skinning ghost, but some still showed great interest in the supernatural.
“Why have we never heard of supernatural events before?” a quick-thinking classmate quickly raised a hand to ask, “By your account, Zhang Qian, news of supernatural events should have spread everywhere long ago.”
“Simple, one is information lockdown, two is you wouldn’t believe it anyway.” Zhang Qian explained, “Would you have believed ghost stories on the forum before? Would you have believed I could cultivate immortality before?”
“Even you all will probably have to sign confidentiality agreements, can’t reveal what you saw and heard today to others.”
The questioning classmate sat down silently, as if accepting this logic—not only wouldn’t believe it, he even once thought people like Zhang Qian were no different from mental patients.
Seeing others could ask, Liu Chuang also thickened his skin and stood up, “Brother Qian, do I have any wisdom root or spiritual root or such messy things, any chance at cultivating immortality?”
“My condolences…” Zhang Qian glanced at his lower body, “Cultivating immortality doesn’t require exceptional talent, but your situation has little chance of success.”
Liu Chuang glared despairingly at Tian Hao, feeling this guy ruined his path to immortality.
Luckily a voice gave him hope, “Old Liu, I’ve heard of a secret manual that seems pretty suitable for you.”
“What’s it called?” Liu Chuang looked toward the classmate who just asked.
“Sunflower Manual, hahaha…”
With this joke lightening the mood, the atmosphere in the private room eased quite a bit.
A few male classmates spontaneously tore down the curtain and covered the mutilated corpses on the ground.
But the bloody smell drifting out was a bit troublesome, several passersby had already quietly called the police.
Without keeping Zhang Qian waiting long, dense footsteps sounded in the corridor.
“Comrade Zhang Qian, sorry to keep you waiting.” Yu Xin handed over a gold container, “Where’s the fierce ghost, need to imprison it?”
“You’re quite thoughtful…” Zhang Qian took the gold corpse bag, “You take these survivors away first, we’ll handle the corpses here later.”
Yu Xin glanced at the few bulging curtains and understood.
The ghost is still on the corpses and hasn’t left?
“Thanks for the hard work.” He didn’t delay further, and with one order, the uncle police behind him entered the private room to comfort the frightened classmates one-on-one.
“Skip this girl, I’ll remind her not to talk.” Zhang Qian reminded.
“Got it, no problem.” Yu Xin had no issue and soon led the people out of the private room.
“So, what wind blew you over here.” Zhang Qian looked at Li Yan and shook his head, “You should use less fierce ghost power, I feel like your time is running out.”
