My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Zhang Hao shook his head: "There shouldn't be any similar incidents in the short term, but they might happen again in the future. Lao Zhang, you should keep an eye on related cases in the future."

Old Zhang sighed. He thought he could finally relax, but he couldn't completely relax after all.

Little Koi patted Old Zhang on the shoulder. Although she looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, she spoke with a serious and earnest tone, as if she had a lot of experience in this area.

"Hey Lao Zhang, when you're out having fun, don't worry about so much. Otherwise, how can you enjoy yourself if you're constantly worrying about this and that?"

Li Zixuan chimed in, "That's right, don't worry so much. Anyway, with us here, we'll find the culprit no matter who they are."

Han San raised an eyebrow slightly: "You guys also need to publicize this matter over there, but you have to change the wording. Say that making wishes and fulfilling vows are all scams, that it's feudal superstition and that fraudsters deliberately set up a trap to swindle money."

The group chatted and laughed as they went through security and other procedures before boarding the plane.

As they boarded the plane, they chatted about how long they would spend in Hainan.

"This time I have to play for at least ten days, otherwise the high pressure I've been under lately is driving me crazy. I won't agree to not having a good time."

Chen Anshui was no longer the rich young master he once was. He knew how much it would cost to spend over ten days there, eating, drinking, and wearing the best and most expensive clothes. So he said somewhat uneasily, "Wouldn't that be too extravagant?"

Han San glanced at Zhang Hao casually: "Don't feel sorry for them. This amount of money is nothing to them."

Han San, in particular, understood how much the other party could earn by resolving a paranormal incident for those wealthy people.

It can be said that as long as Zhang Hao doesn't lose his magic, he can make as much money as he wants, and he can invite everyone to stay and play on Hainan Island for a whole year without suffering any serious consequences.

Chen Anshui glanced at him curiously: "Mr. Zhang... that's true. With such great abilities, making money is indeed a piece of cake for Mr. Zhang. I suppose when dealing with troubles, those rich people must have given him plenty of money."

The little koi fish said naturally, "For people like us, the most important thing now is not money, but having fun."

The others nodded in agreement.

After the plane took off, the flight attendant came over to ask them what they would like to eat or drink. Zhang Hao ordered a drink and calmly began to drink it.

He sensed that the yin energy here was too heavy, especially around the flight attendant, who was followed closely by a dark shadow.

The flight attendant maintained her smile and continued asking the other passengers. The little koi fish next to her glanced in the flight attendant's direction and asked, "What are you planning to do? Are you going to take care of that wandering ghost?"

Zhang Hao glanced at it and was about to make a move when he suddenly heard a sobbing sound.

This must be the evil spirit begging for mercy.

Zhang Hao slowed down his movements as he prepared to subdue the opponent.

Immediately afterwards, they all felt a blur before their eyes and were instantly transported to another place.

Little Koi was used to this situation, but Old Zhang, who was encountering it for the first time, was a little unsettled—it was just a moment ago on a plane, and in the blink of an eye it had turned into a stadium, which seemed too bizarre!

"What's going on? How did we suddenly end up at the stadium? Weren't we just on the plane? What happened?"

Zhang Hao comforted Lao Zhang: "Don't be afraid. We've probably been bewitched by the ghost that followed the flight attendant and are now in an illusion. That evil spirit shouldn't mean any harm."

The evil spirit was filled with resentment, and must have been filled with hatred before it died.

The root of this hatred probably lies here. Zhang Hao and the others seemed to have become transparent spirits, floating in mid-air.

The stadium doors opened, and three girls and two boys walked in, all smiles.

One of the boys grabbed a girl who looked thin and weak, and pushed her forward by pulling her hair.

The girl, whose hair was being pulled, screamed in pain and struggled to escape, but the boy did not let go.

The girl in the lead, Park Jung-eun, walked over with a smile, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Two other girls beside her took the power strip and plugged in a hair straightener to heat it up.

The girl being pulled over cried out in pain, "What are you doing? Let go..."

Park Jung-eun laughed loudly, then said in a sinister tone, "Dong-ran, I didn't want to argue with you, but you dared to tell the teacher! Now we all have to write self-criticisms. Why are you so serious? We just wanted to have some fun..."

As she spoke, Park Jung-eun reached out and patted her face, her gesture full of insult.

Dong-en trembled with fear and gritted his teeth, saying, "This is school bullying... What if I tell the teacher? Is that not allowed?"

Anna, the girl next to Park Jung-eun, chuckled and slapped Dong-eun across the face, leaving five clear finger marks.

A searing pain shot through him, and Dong En screamed in agony, "Ah—!"

Anna warned coldly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you report a teacher? If it weren't for the fact that a higher-up was on inspection, do you think we would have been punished? No... we won't be punished by the teacher; you're more likely to be scolded. You're lucky this time, but next time it won't be such a simple warning."

Another girl, Ma Shasha, handed the heated hair straightener to Park Jung-eun.

Park Jung-eun, holding the hair straightener, looked at Dong-eun with a grin: "We're all friends, so it's best not to tattle. But even if you do, we won't hold it against you, since we're good friends. Come on, Dong-eun, help me test the temperature of the hair straightener!"

Dong-eun watched the scorching hot hair straightener approach her arm, screamed in terror, and stumbled backward, struggling to run away: "You can't do this...it's illegal..."

Everyone else laughed when they heard this.

Especially the boy who grabbed her: "Illegal? Not necessarily. We're minors, this is just normal playful roughhousing between classmates, don't make it sound so serious!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a shrill scream rang out—Park Jung-eun had clamped the hair straightener directly onto Dong-eun's arm.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Dong En screamed in agony.

The screams of pain echoed throughout the stadium, though of course, no one entered the empty stadium.

Park Jung-eun said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you to help me test the temperature of the hair straightener."

Seeing the other person trembling in pain, Park Jung-eun revealed a satisfied smile.

Ma Shasha, standing next to her, said with a grin, "Don't expect anyone to come and save you. We've already had the PE teacher clear everyone out of here, and the gate is locked. You can't escape even if you want to."

The excruciating pain in his arm nearly made Dong-eun faint.

Zhang Hao, hovering above the court, frowned upon seeing this. (End of Chapter)