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Feng Ningwan walked on the path of the university, the leaves on both sides were blown by the wind, fluttering and falling, Feng Ningwan stretched out his hand to catch a piece, looked at the yellow leaves, Feng Ningwan stayed for a while, and then flipped his palm, and the fallen leaves fell again.

"Hello, are you Miss Wind? I am the director of the university - Zuo Zheng "The man with black-rimmed eyes and a square face came towards the wind.

"Hello, I'm Feng Ningwan" Feng Ningwan stretched out her hand and shook hands with Zuo Zheng.

"Miss Feng, I've been waiting for a long time, please come here" Zuo Zheng led Feng Ningwan forward.

Feng Ningwan raised her eyes and glanced at the sky, the entire university was haunted by a yin aura, and those who died unjustly should be unwilling.

"Director Zuo, I take the liberty of asking, shouldn't this kind of thing be done by Buddhist monks? Why do you pay me for?" Feng Ningwan asked.

A trace of horror quickly flashed on Zuo Zheng's face, but he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "We have already been invited, but in order to make this matter better, I want to invite Miss Feng to come with me, Miss Feng's name is like thunder, and even the abbot is full of praise for you."

Feng Ningwan smiled slightly, but secretly thought in her heart, there are not many abbots who can know her Feng family, there are only two in this city, and they are both relatively powerful monks, the fire of the university invited one of them is very revealing, and if the abbot recommends her, it will not be a simple excess, these people are hiding something.

Zuo Zheng saw that the wind was condensed but smiled silently, slightly embarrassed, and smiled wryly.

Feng Ningwan didn't force them to explain, anyway, they would know in a while that Feng Ningwan was not in a hurry, and even if she was in a hurry, it wouldn't be her.

Zuo Zheng walked through the campus with Feng Ningwan and walked through the sports field, but he didn't see a single student along the way, and it was almost eerily quiet. Feng Ningwan raised her hand to look at the time, it was only eight o'clock, and looked at the teaching building again, it was also dark, Feng Ningwan smiled.

"Director Zuo, your university turned off the lights and rested so early," Feng Ningwan asked pretending to be curious.

Zuo Zheng's face stiffened, coughed unconsciously, and laughed back, "There was a fire in the dormitory, and the students have gone back these days."

"Oh...... It's been so many days, and I haven't returned to school yet," Feng Ningwan asked meaningfully, deliberately dragging out her tone.

"That.... That one..... Miss Feng, the office has arrived, the principal is waiting for you inside, I won't go in" Zuo quickly opened the door as if he saw a savior.

Feng Ningwan nodded and smiled, thanked, and walked into the office without hurrying.

"Miss Feng, hello" The man sitting behind the pear blossom wooden table got up to greet him, his temples were already gray, a pair of reading glasses on his nose, thin cheeks, bruises under his eyes, and the whole person bowed up, and his suit was already wrinkled.

"Hello," Feng Ningwan replied with a nod.

"Feng Xiaoji, please take a seat, we have prepared everything we need, Miss Feng can start at any time" The principal said to let Feng Ningwan sit, but he blocked in front of the chair, without the slightest intention of backing down.

"Still can't, it's important to do the right thing first" Feng Ningwan didn't mind, and motioned for the principal to lead the way.

The principal grinned, and led the wind Ning Wan out with a brisk walk, and the body that was originally bowed to the building straightened up in an instant, which was more magical than magic.

However, when Feng Ningwan saw the bright yellow incense case in front of a black ruin, the incense burner and the offerings, he unconsciously stiffened.

"Miss Feng, what else do you need to prepare?" The principal asked kindly.

"No need" Feng Ningwan put the box on the incense table and opened it, took out the electronic Buddha chanting machine, put it up, and stood aside with his arms crossed.

"Miss Feng, aren't you going to open the altar?" The principal saw that Feng Ningwan didn't move for a long time, only the chanting machine on the case kept reading, and asked strangely.

"Headmaster, you don't need to open the altar for Chaodu, you only need to hunt ghosts" In fact, Feng Ningwan wanted to tell him that if he watched less TV, he would become an idiot.

The principal stiffened, his hands clenched unconsciously, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Feng Ningwan Yuguang kept looking at the principal, and his every move naturally fell into Feng Ningwan's eyes, not to mention that on the black scorched earth ruins, the thick yin qi that permeated the school was seen outside the school gate, Feng Ningwan dragged the cushion in front of the incense desk on a clean ground on the side, and sat down.

The headmaster watched as it was getting late, and his body trembled more and more.

Feng Ningwan watched the moonlight fade away, the dark night was cloudy and the wind gusted, and the ruins began to gather yin energy, smiled and beckoned to the principal, let the principal pass, held the bottle in his hand and sprayed some water on the principal's face, and said with a smile, "In the middle of the night, there are many mosquitoes, this mosquito repellent water is easy to use"

The principal wiped the water from his face with both hands, and looked at Feng Ningwan with an angry face, will he need to spray mosquito repellent on his face? But he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak. When he looked up, his face turned pale instantly, and he covered his eyes with his hands and shouted, "Ghost..."

Feng Ningwan played with the spray in her hand, and said slightly apologetically, "Ouch, why are you so careless, you took the wrong bottle, these are cow tears"

The principal couldn't care about Feng Ningwan's crazy words anymore, and wanted to run, but he couldn't move a step, covered his face and squatted down and shouted "Help me"

Feng Ningwan frowned and looked at the headmaster who was surrounded by ghosts, her smile gradually receded, and she asked, "Doesn't the headmaster want to tell the truth yet?" ”

The principal trembled all over, leaving liquid along the trouser tube, and the wind condensed like covering his nose, and there was a smell of commotion.

"It's him, this dormitory is old, the fire protection is not up to standard at all, it is he who killed us, delayed the disaster, lied about the number of casualties, and escaped responsibility" The principal has been frightened and incontinent, the whole person has been stupid, and he can't speak at all, a group of students who have become ghosts, you and I are talking word by word.

Feng Ningwan rubbed the corners of her forehead, a little headache, this kind of thing involves a criminal offense, no wonder the school is silent. Feng Ningwan originally thought that it was just that the school was afraid of losing its reputation, but now she found out that the inside story didn't seem to be simple.

"Enough, can you not all say it, it's noisy to death" A group of ghosts either scolded sharply, or cried and cried, noisy, Feng Ningwan was about to become deaf.

"I'll tell you" A tall man with clear eyebrows came out of the group of ghosts, and as soon as he spoke, the other ghosts stopped making noise, and the crying female ghost looked at him with a heartfelt heart.

Feng Ningwan nodded, and the male ghost began to say, "This kind of dormitory building is a teaching building in the early years, it has been a long time, and it should have been demolished, but this year's freshmen exceeded the standard, and the school will use the simple decoration here as a new dormitory, but the circuit inside is old, and in order to save money, most of the decoration materials are flammable, and the fire-fighting equipment is not up to standard, all of them are some false projects, that night the circuit caught fire, the whole building burned quickly, the escape channel was narrow, and there was no rush to escape, the school heard that there was a fire, Afraid that the matter of this building would be exposed, he wanted to put out the fire by himself, delayed the timing, and then lied about the disaster, privately with his parents, lied about the number of casualties, and even bribed the fire survey personnel to blame the cause of the fire on the students, saying that they used electrical appliances to cook without permission, causing the fire, and evading responsibility."

After the man finished speaking, all the ghosts were excited, and they all rushed towards the principal.

"How do you know" Feng Ningwan looked at the man, the man calmly and rationally finished the whole process, his voice did not fluctuate at all, as if it was not himself who was burned, and the coldness was terrifying.

"I overheard," the man said, not speaking.

Feng Ningwan is not persecuted, after all, eavesdropping on this kind of thing, in fact, there is still a lot of inside information, Feng Ningwan glanced at everyone and looked at the man and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, the president recorded the sound," a round man yelled at the male ghost at the beginning.

Feng Ningwan glanced at the senior meaningfully, stood up and patted his pants and said, "Leave the things to me, I will let people deal with them, and I will never let you die in vain, but now you should also go to reincarnation, it is not a good thing for you to stay in the world"

"We're not going," the ghosts roared in unison, causing Feng Ningwan to take a step back and rub his ears.

"We have to see that they get the punishment they deserve, otherwise we won't leave," said the cold senior in a low voice.

Feng Ningwan has a headache, it's not a good thing for so many ghosts to stay here, but anyone who is innocent and dies in vain will not feel comfortable, Feng Ningwan thought for a while, thought of a compromise method, pointed to the cold spirit president and asked the ghosts, "Do you believe in him?"

All the ghosts nodded in unison, and Feng Ningwan said again, "Then let him stay and watch, I will definitely seek justice for you, you go to reincarnation first, okay?"

The ghosts looked left and right, but did not speak, Feng Ningwan had no choice but to explain, "Your stay in the yang world will delay your opportunities, and even damage your yin virtue, and you may even become a wandering ghost, so you should go where you should go for your own good, not to mention that with your senior watching, he will not let the person who harmed you go unpunished, so why should you take such a big risk?" ”

The ghosts began to whisper, and the cold senior said, "You all go, I will definitely watch her do all this"

A petite and weak female student next to the "senior" looked at the senior with tears in her eyes, extremely reluctant.

"Okay, I'll send you on the road" Feng Ningwan finished speaking, took out a pile of rune paper, hit it on the ruins, and formed a circle, and then picked up a yellow rune with his sword finger, which spontaneously combusted without fire, and was thrown into the yellow rune circle by Feng Ningwan.

The rune fire in the circle flew and rotated without wind, driving the circle rune paper to burn and turn into ashes, but slowly a gossip golden circle of light emerged, getting bigger and bigger, shrouding the heads of all the ghosts, and the golden light shone brightly, dissipating the resentment they carried because of their innocent death.

Feng Ningwan threw out the magic wand and drew a circle on the ground, and then the sword finger stroked the rod body, and a dot was pointed by the sword to the ground on the "Yin and Yang Road"

The dots grew larger until the size of a basin began to spin and turn green, and one after another the ghosts came in stride, and because the speed was too fast, the figures formed, and in an instant, the chains were locked to the wrists of each ghost.

Feng Ningwan took out all the money at the bottom of the box, burned a piece of rune paper in the circle drawn by the magic wand, and began to burn the money, saying while burning, "Brother Ghost Cha, I haven't been in good health recently, I'm tired of you and waiting, as for the rest, I will make up for it tomorrow night, there is labor and labor."

"This fruit for you" The leading ghost opened the bag and filled it with money, and secretly stuffed it to Feng Ningwan like a red fruit.

Feng Ningwan was stunned, put the fruit in her clothes pocket, and thanked her gratefully, "Brother Ghost, you are really a good person"

"I'm not human," the ghost replied coldly, tightened the mouth of the bag, and left with the ghost.