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The bald head of the malicious ghost was densely packed with over a dozen faces of different people, not just on the face. There were different faces distributed on its top, back of the head, and both temples.
From the appearance, they all seemed to be young women in their teens to twenties, with the most prominent being Hoshino Nana at the chest. She was the most intact soul remaining here these days. Centered around her, the pallid faces of the vengeful spirits were filled with overwhelming resentment, crashing forward with a force that threatened to tear everything in front of them into shreds.
This was also the main reason why Shen Gu Mirai could analyze the above information in her mind.
Too close!
Shen Gu Mirai held her phone, her eyes fixed on the actions of Beichuan Si without blinking.
She was so scared that she stood frozen, unable to move. Even if she could move her feet, Shen Gu Mirai didn't think she could escape the terrifying speed of the opponent.
So she could only rely on Beichuan Si standing in front of her!
If Beichuan Si's action of extracting the resentment challenged Shen Gu Mirai's understanding, then his subsequent actions completely overturned the worldview she had painstakingly built over sixteen years.
With a blank expression, Shen Gu Mirai watched as Beichuan Si switched from a stable horse stance to a forward charge!
He was actually going to rush forward for a head-on collision at such a moment?!
Shen Gu Mirai was dumbfounded.
The impression was that Onmyoji and shrine maidens should be using talismans and Peach Wood Swords, right? Why was it close combat with Beichuan Si?
The vengeful spirit was less than two meters away, and its fan-like palm swung down heavily toward Beichuan Si's head—
The force of that swing in the air made Shen Gu Mirai believe that even a stone wall would be smashed to pieces.
But Beichuan Si couldn't stop his steps!
Shen Gu Mirai only felt the urgent heartbeat merging with Beichuan Si's footsteps, making the world turn blank.
She was so nervous that she experienced ringing in her ears and dizziness!
Under Shen Gu Mirai's focused observation, Beichuan Si bent his body, barely avoiding the force of the opponent's swing, while his legs hooked around the opponent's waist.
At such close proximity, Beichuan Si could even smell the stench that couldn't be removed from the opponent.
With force in his legs, Beichuan Si flipped himself up suddenly, as the sinister black energy gathered to form sharp finger spikes. He reached out his hands to hold the decayed head.
His wrist twisted, and his waist bent down.
Crack!!!!
Beichuan Si actually twisted off the head of the human-faced vengeful spirit with the momentum of the opponent's charge and his sharp finger spikes!
Jujitsu!
At the moment the opponent's body fell, Beichuan Si exchanged a glance with Hoshino Nana at the chest of the opponent.
Those pitch-black eyes, devoid of whites, were still filled with hatred toward the living, unchanged.
Indeed, it was so.
Beichuan Si sighed.
Initially, he wanted to try communicating with Hoshino Nana, to see if she would reveal who had harmed her, but it ended up like this.
I was too naive.
Beichuan Si calmly extended his left hand and clicked his dislocated right hand back into place, pondering in his mind.
A vengeful spirit is a vengeful spirit, pure gatherings of human negative emotions. Hoping to extract information from their mouths requires waiting for the death aura or possibly gaining the ability to view the memories of the deceased in the future.
The only good news is that mastering moderate death aura had already provided a certain shaping ability, which greatly helped in combat—
The head in his hand turned into a black stream of air and dispersed into the air, and the constantly twitching remnants of the vengeful spirit on the ground also drifted away with the wind.
When the black air completely dissipated, Hoshino Nana's extremely resentful voice echoed in the sky.
"Beichuan..."
A cold message came through—
'Human-faced vengeful spirit recovered, one elementary advanced vengeful spirit, skill points gained: 2.'
Beichuan Si closed his eyes to feel the improvement in his physical qualities and death aura, but before he could check his condition, he heard Shen Gu Mirai's surprised voice from over there:
"What is this?"
Where the human-faced vengeful spirit disappeared, a tattered square object, similar to a Skill Book, had fallen.
"What is this?" Beichuan Si walked over.
He felt a bit expectant.
Could it be that a basic advanced vengeful spirit would drop a Skill Book like in an RPG game?
Most of the system's functions had not been explored by him yet, after all, it had only been a short ten days.
But when Beichuan Si held it in his hands, he was a bit disappointed.
The texture of the paper rubbed against his fingertips.
This was just a simple notebook with a slightly worn cover.
Shen Gu Mirai had been sidling slump for a long time, and after her legs regained some strength, she stumbled over.
Her eyes were filled with the brilliance of witnessing something beyond her knowledge, and seeing Beichuan Si's inquiring look, she said with trepidation:
"I swear...nothing in a haunted house or roller coaster in an amusement park is as thrilling as this."
She was almost scared witless, and even thinking about those scenes of white thighs now made her a little weak in the legs.
Shen Gu Mirai barely managed to get to Beichuan Si's side, holding on to his sleeve with both hands, her face firmly pressed against the side of Beichuan Si's face, she asked feebly, "What is this?"
Beichuan didn't mind Shen Gu Mirai's closeness. He looked at the notebook in his hand, frowning as he analyzed:
"I guess it's something the culprit left behind or forgot, and Hoshino absorbed this notebook carrying a bit of the owner's scent into her body with her last shred of obsession before death."
"Is that so?" Shen Gu Mirai felt limp all over, unable to hold herself up. She simply hugged Beichuan Si from behind, her chest pressed close, continuing like she was hanging on him, "If so, then there should be clues about the culprit in it."
"It should be." Beichuan Si looked at the notebook, glanced at the front, then the back again, reluctantly confirming that it wasn't a skill-book-type item before saying, somewhat unwillingly, "I'll open and check."
Right now, skills-book thoughts occupied his mind, and he didn't pay attention to Shen Gu Mirai's small actions.
Beichuan Si opened the notebook and muttered softly after just a glance at the contents.
"It's really not a Skill Book."
"Hmm? What are you saying, Mr. Temple?"
"Nothing," Beichuan Si replied coldly. Not getting a Skill Book put him in a bit of a bad mood.
Yet he continued to flip through the notebook, unwilling.
Finally, he gave up.
It really was just a notebook, albeit a very peculiar one.
"What exactly is written in here?" Shen Gu Mirai squeezed forward, asking curiously, "Can I have a look, Mr. Temple?"
She had a reason for asking.
Who knows if there isn't some sort of "grudge" written in this notebook?
"Suit yourself," Beichuan Si tossed the notebook to Shen Gu Mirai.
Shen Gu Mirai perked up a bit as she caught the notebook.
She found a bench to sit on and started flipping through the notebook.
The handwriting in the notebook was extremely messy and chaotic, some letters were too distorted to read, and in some places, large patches of blood had blurred the writing. Even Shen Gu Mirai could only decipher part of it with difficulty.
She looked at the first sentence.
"Am I crazy? I actually... I actually... I actually killed the daughter of the Sanki family next door. Just for a promise to Yuuki? No, that can't be it, I love Yuuki, what I did... was right?"
The crazily bizarre and twisted handwriting looked like fingernails had torn onto the paper's surface.
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