Everyone's Suppressing Ghosts: Others Contract Divine Weapons, I Contract Blank Paper

Chapter 21 A+ Nine-Section Frostbone Whip! Jiang Gui accepts the challenge!

8:50 a.m.

The main gate of Jiangcheng Town Ghost Academy.

The electronic screen lit up ahead of schedule.

[Reception of the Jingcheng Town Ghost Academy Exchange Group]

[Access Time: 9:00 AM]

[Exchange Program: The First Item of the Jianggui Practical Training Camp.]

[Project Type: Joint Training]

As soon as the screen lit up, a group of students had already gathered at the school gate.

The college forum was also scrolling by very quickly.

[The Beijing Ghost Story is here.]

[Lin Xue is leading the team?]

[A+ Nine-Section Frostbone Whip, ranked first on the overall list of new students in Beijing Ghost Stories.]

[Deng Qi has also arrived, wielding an A-grade Shattering Silver Halberd.]

This lineup doesn't look like a normal match, bro.

【No need to guess? They came from Chongxu.】

[The applicant in the Beijing exposé specifically named "the one from Jiangcheng who uses paper."]

[One is an A+ level expert, the other is a blank slate.]

This scene is starting to look strange.

In front of the training building, all members of the Jianggui Special Training Camp had arrived.

Gu Hanzhou stood on the left, the Soul-Suppressing Bell hanging on his wrist.

Qin Zhaoxue stood beside him, her protective Buddhist aura mirror tucked into her sleeve.

Zhou Cheng did not stand in the center of the crowd.

He sat in the corner of the bench next to the steps.

A peach wood sword with a thunder pattern rested across his lap.

His knuckles pressed against the scabbard.

He didn't say anything.

Xu Du stood at the back of the line.

A white paper lantern, meant to guide the soul, is held in hand.

The lamp was covered with a black cloth.

Two white supply crates were placed at my feet.

The box seal has not been removed yet.

[Blank talisman paper.]

[Jiangcheng Lingzhi Bureau Basic Supplies.]

[Registered inventory: 3700 tickets.]

A student whispered, "—Others are exchanging items to ward off evil spirits."

"Xu Du brought the suitcase."

"It's still a cardboard box, bro."

"But this cardboard box was just cleared out after a B-level mission yesterday."

"————How do we calculate this?"

Nine o'clock sharp.

Three black and white shuttle buses were parked outside the school gate.

The car door opened.

The first to come down was Teacher Jinggui.

Then, a girl got off the bus.

Beijing Ghost Uniform.

Black and white short shawl.

A bone-white whip was wrapped around his left wrist.

The whip has nine sections.

Each section has fine frost-like patterns.

As she walked up the steps, the end of the whip drooped slightly.

A thin layer of white frost immediately formed on the ground.

The tablet in Teacher Chen's hand lit up simultaneously.

Information popped up on the reception screen next to it.

Name: Lin Xue.

[Affiliation: Jingcheng Town Ghost Academy]

[Identity: Leader of the Beijing Ghost Stories Exchange Group]

[Item for warding off evil spirits: Nine-section Frostbone Whip.]

[Rating: A+]

Town Degree: 5.8.

[Note: Ranked first on the overall list of new students at Beijing Ghost Stories.]

There was a moment of silence in front of the screen.

Then a hushed discussion erupted.

"5.8?"

"Is Xu Du's initial rating 5.3?"

"—Taller than Xu Du, brother."

"A+, the best in Beijing Ghost Stories."

"Is this the level of freshmen at the First Academy in the North?"

"No wonder they dared to specifically request to see the white paper lantern."

Lin Xue didn't look at the people talking.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Gui's team.

Gu Hanzhou.

Qin Zhaoxue.

Zhou Cheng.

Finally, the light fell on the lamp covered by a black cloth beside Xu Du.

It paused for half a second.

He didn't say anything.

A tall boy jumped off the second car.

A silver halberd was slung diagonally behind him.

The halberd blade is very narrow.

The halberd is engraved with patterns that ward off evil spirits.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the two supply boxes next to Xu Du's feet.

Teacher Chen's tablet continued to display materials.

[Name: Deng Qi]

[Affiliation: Jingcheng Town Ghost Academy]

[Item for warding off evil: Silver Halberd.]

[Rating: A]

[Note: A representative of the emerging genre of strategic warfare in the game "Beijing Ghost Stories".]

Deng Qi looked at the two cardboard boxes.

smile.

"Jiang Gui's reception."

He paused for a moment.

"That's quite unique."

Another pause.

"Someone else brought a talisman."

"Bring paper."

Several students from the Beijing Ghost Stories School also looked over.

White supply crate.

A paper lantern covered with a black cloth.

Xu Du's cuffs were washed until they were white.

By all accounts, he doesn't seem like someone who would be called upon for a discussion as soon as he enters the special training camp.

Lin Qingzhu stood in front of the steps.

His expression didn't change.

"Welcome to the Beijing Ghost Stories Exchange Group."

"6

"You must be tired from your long journey."

Lin Xue nodded.

"disturb."

Deng Qi's gaze remained fixed on Xu Du.

"You're Xu Du?"

Xu Du looked up.

"Um.

""

Deng Qi's smile became even more pronounced.

He took half a step forward, his voice not loud, but loud enough for the people at the school gate to hear clearly.

I heard that...

"Number one on the overall list of freshmen in Jiangcheng".

"Was it printed with paper?"

These words were spoken.

Jiang Gui's side fell silent instantly.

The students' expressions changed.

This is not a polite greeting.

This is stomping on someone's face in public.

Gu Hanzhou glanced at Deng Qi but didn't move.

Qin Zhaoxue frowned slightly.

Zhou Cheng sat in the corner.

His finger paused briefly on the scabbard of the peach wood sword with its thunder pattern.

He didn't look up.

He didn't say anything.

Lin Xue turned her head and glanced at Deng Qi.

I only glanced at it.

He didn't say anything.

Deng Qi shrugged.

"Just asking casually."

Xu Du did not answer.

Under the black cloth, the paper of the white paper soul-guiding lamp moved slightly.

There is no wind.

A sliver of pale light peeked through the gap in the black cloth.

It only lit up for a fleeting moment.

It went out again.

The seal on the supply crate next to it had silently curled up at one corner.

Teacher Chen's tablet made a soft sound.

[White Paper Soul-Guiding Lamp: Slight self-response.]

[Pollution fluctuation: 0.]

[Status of the talisman: Stable.]

Teacher Chen glanced at it but didn't say anything.

However, these three lines of data were automatically synchronized in the lower right corner of the screen.

On Jinggui's side, the expressions of several students changed.

"—Pollution fluctuation 0?"

"Did that light turn on by itself?"

"The black cloth hasn't even been lifted, bro."

"—Special rule type?"

"Aren't white paper lanterns just discarded talismans?"

"It's written in the file that the first three were all insane."

"—Then how come he's standing so steadily?"

Deng Qi's smile vanished.

My gaze fell on the lamp covered by a black cloth.

He took that half-step forward, but didn't take it any further.

Lin Xue's gaze fell on the lamp again.

This time, I looked for a longer time.

Lin Qingzhu turned around.

"Enter the lecture hall."

The welcome party will be held in Lecture Hall 1.

The process is very short.

There were no unnecessary pleasantries.

Jiang Gui Special Training Camp is seated on the left.

The Beijing-Guild Exchange Group sat on the right.

The central main screen displays the joint training materials for the two input methods.

[Jiangcheng Town's trickery leads to defeat.]

[The town of Jingcheng lost due to its cunning.]

[Exchange Program: Joint Practical Training]

[Job Unit: Jiangcheng Lingguan Bureau]

[Project Status: Pending Issuance.]

Lin Qingzhu is in front of the stage.

"This exchange was originally intended as a visit and learning experience."

"Now it will be incorporated into the first item of the Jianggui Practical Training Camp."

There is only one rule.

"The data speaks for itself."

Switch home screen.

First, there was the list of Beijing spies.

[Lin Xue: A+ Nine-Section Frost Whip, Town Contract 5.8, ranked first in the overall list of new students in Jinggui.]

[Deng Qi: A-grade Shattering Silver Halberd, a rising star in the Jinggui offensive and defensive genre.]

[Number of members in the Beijing Ghost Stories Exchange Group: 12]

Jing Gui sat very steadily.

This data would be enough to overshadow any school's performance.

Then, the main screen switched to Jiang Gui's list.

[Xu Du: White Soul-Guiding Lamp.]

[Original rating: Discarded.]

[Current rating: Special Grade A.]

[Item Type: Special Rule Type]

[Initial assessment of town's stability: 5.3.]

[Current Merit Points: 5996]

[Standard Consumables: Blank Character.]

Once these girls appeared, the area around the Jinggui seats finally quieted down.

The original rating has been scrapped.

Currently classified as Special Grade A.

Town strength: 5.3.

Merit Points: 5996.

Standard consumables, blank character.

Every single one of them is abnormal.

A student from Jinggui spoke in a low voice: "—Abandoned to Special A-level?"

"This rating—"

"How did you jump?"

"Blank Rune Claw, consumables?"

"He wasn't using a talisman, was he?"

"How do I get into the town's system?"

No one answered.

No one on Jiang Gui's side could get involved either.

Lin Xue stared at the screen, her expression unchanged.

But her finger, resting on the table, lightly touched the first section of the Nine-Section Frost whip.

Deng Qi leaned back in his chair, looking at the "Standard Consumables: Blank Symbol" sign, and suddenly smiled again.

"A blank character."

"This thing is in the logistics warehouse of the Beijing Gui."

"It's shipped in bundles."

He looked up at Xu Du.

"We've arrived in Jianggui."

"Have you finished purchasing all the necessary supplies for the town?"

In Jiang Gui's seat, some people's faces darkened.

"—Why does he speak so aggressively?"

"Is this how it is in Kyoto, bro?"

"This is for stepping on."

"

'

'

"Why doesn't Xu Du pick them?"

""

He hasn't done it.

Xu Du sat in the last row.

The white soul-guiding lamp was placed at his feet.

Two supply crates were placed against the table leg.

The pale light shining through the gap in the black cloth flickered for a moment.

Teacher Chen pushed up his glasses.

She continued scrolling down the list of Jiang Gui.

[Zhou Cheng: Grade A Thunder-Patterned Peach Wood Sword.]

[Gu Hanzhou: Soul-Suppressing Bell.]

Qin Zhaoxue: A protective mirror radiating Buddha's light.

[Song Lin: Trainee Ghost Hunter, Third Team, Jiangcheng Ghost Management Bureau, Assisting Trainee.]

When Zhou Cheng's name appeared, Deng Qi glanced at the corner.

"Thunder-patterned peach wood sword."

"That's normal."

Zhou Cheng finally looked up.

He glanced at Deng Qi.

His eyes were cold.

But he still didn't say anything.

Lin Xue noticed it.

They also noticed that the atmosphere on Jiang Gui's side had changed.

Xu Du did not accept the words.

Zhou Cheng did not listen to what was said.

But the two of them don't seem like teammates.

They're not like friends at all.

One person sat at the very back.

One person sat in the corner.

There was a whole row of people in between.

But as soon as Jing Gui uttered a sentence, the first thing Jiang Gui did was Zhou Cheng's sword.

Lin Xue tapped the Nine-Section Frost Whip with her finger again.

Look back.

Lin Qingzhu did not give either of them a chance to continue speaking.

She raised her hand and switched the main screen to the last page.

[Joint training project.]

[Participants: Jianggui Special Training Camp, Beijing Gui Exchange Group.]

[Observer: Lin Qingzhu]

[Data recorded by: Teacher Chen.]

[Collaborating source: Jiangcheng Lingguan Bureau.]

[Task type: To be issued.]

The lecture hall fell silent.

next second.

A red notification pops up in the upper right corner of the main screen.

[Jiangcheng Lingguan Bureau collaborative system integration.]

[Joint training project in progress —]

[Participant list verification complete.]

[Lin Xue, test completed.]

[Deng Qi, test completed.]

[Zhou Cheng, the test is complete.]

[Gu Hanzhou, test completed.]

[Qin Zhaoxue, the trial is complete.]

[Song Lin, the test is complete.]

[Xu Du, verification complete.]

The screen pauses for one second.

The last red text popped up.

The joint training project has been approved.

[Mission location, target level, and zone rules are pending synchronization.]

Everyone in the lecture hall sat up straight.

Deng Qi's smile faded somewhat.

Lin Xue looked up.

Zhou Cheng pressed down on the thunder-patterned peach wood sword, his knuckles turning white.

Xu Du looked down at the white soul-guiding lamp at his feet.

Under the black cloth, that pale light shone for a moment again.