Sheriff Uncle, open the door quickly! I've come to solve a case!

Watching Bai Zhizhi slowly close her eyes, her breathing gradually becoming lighter and more even.

Although I was very worried about her safety, there was nothing I could do.

Qin Qingzhou lit incense as Bai Zhizhi had instructed, when she closed her eyes.

After the incense was lit, a faint fragrance filled the entire room.

Qin Qingzhou suddenly felt sleepy.

He shook his head, forcing himself to clear his head.

But drowsiness overcame him and he couldn't stop it. He didn't even know when he had fallen asleep leaning against the wall.

A cloud of black mist dissipated, and little Bai Zhizhi stood on the playground of a middle school.

She had never been to a high school before, nor had she ever attended one, so she didn't know what a school looked like; she just looked around with curiosity.

"So many older brothers and sisters! Their clothes are so ugly..."

Sure enough, even Bai Zhizhi couldn't help but complain about the Chinese-style school uniform.

She looked around and spotted Qian Hao in a corner of the playground.

"Found it~" Bai Zhizhi nimbly ran over with her short legs, standing out from the group of middle school students.

Questions began to rise from the surrounding area.

"Whose child is this?"

"Could it be the teacher's?"

He had only taken two steps when he was grabbed by the collar and suspended in mid-air.

"Waaaaah!" Bai Zhizhi cried out incoherently with her eyes closed.

Then she heard her uncle's voice.

Shh, it's me.

"Uncle!" Bai Zhizhi finally dared to open her eyes and look at Qin Qingzhou: "Why did you come in too, Uncle?"

Qin Qingzhou was also stumped: "I don't know."

"Only those who are connected to the Contract of Knowledge can enter the dream together. It seems that Uncle is connected to the Contract of Knowledge."

Qin Qingzhou didn't understand anything about the contract, but... he looked down and wondered, how did it become like this?

He was wearing a blue and white school uniform, zipped up all the way, with his trousers slightly flared, and a pair of pure white sneakers.

Even when wearing a shapeless school uniform, his model-like figure makes it look good.

"To make the dream believable, the characters in the dream will automatically be rationalized." Bai Zhizhi smiled slyly, his eyes narrowing. "Hehe, Uncle, you're so cute like this~"

Is it cute?

Qin Qingzhou's aura instantly dropped a degree, and she stared at Bai Zhizhi with a cold face.

"Then why haven't you changed?"

Qin Qingzhou realized what was going on as soon as she asked the question.

Bai Zhizhi is a child, so it would be reasonable for her to dress up as someone from an animated film.

Bai Zhizhi's eyes darted around, looking guilty. She paddled her arms wildly, pointing at Qian Hao in the corner of the playground: "That big brother's over there! Let's go!"

So the older one, carrying the younger one, slowly approached Qian Hao.

In a secluded corner of the playground, several male students surrounded another male student.

Qian Hao was the leader of the small group.

He slammed the male classmate against the wall with a thud.

The male student groaned and looked down, looking quite embarrassed.

"Hey! You think you're so tough? I asked you to send me the answer and you're pretending you didn't see it?"

Qian Hao, with one hand in his pocket, bent down and forcefully slapped the boy's face: "Don't you think about your family at all? Huh?"

The boy's face was turned to one side, and his cheeks were red.

"Should I talk to my dad and tell him to get lost?"

"You beggar, you should be grateful to us for surviving on our family's wealth, understand? Without our company, you and your father would both be out on the streets begging!"

Qian Hao kicked the boy in the stomach, causing him to bend over in pain, and then punched him in the face.

Qin Qingzhou put Bai Zhizhi down and told her to turn around and not look at anything that might happen.

Qian Hao stepped on the boy's shoulder, his gaze falling on his own limited-edition sneakers, and he suddenly smiled.

"Hey beggar, look at your worn-out shoes. Did you pick them up from someone else's leftovers? Well then, since you'll never be able to wear nice shoes in your life anyway, I'll give you a pair. These are the ones I'm wearing."

Qian Hao slowly and forcefully pressed down on the boy's shoulder.

"If you lick the dust off my shoes, I'll give them to you."

"And you, to thank me, will very gratefully pass me the answers during the next exam. How about that? My script is pretty good, isn't it?"

Qian Hao's henchmen chimed in.

The boy had his head down, his bangs, damp with sweat, plastered to his forehead, and stray hairs obscuring his expression.

His eyes gradually turned gloomy.

The hands on the sides of the legs slowly clenched into fists.

"Lick it."

Suddenly, a blue shadow flashed in his peripheral vision. Before Qian Hao could even blink, the shadow appeared in front of him, and it was an unfamiliar face.

The man, expressionless, suddenly kicked something.

Qin Qingzhou said that there was no other way; his legs were spread apart at the time, and that was the most vulnerable spot to attack.

Bai Zhizhi nervously gripped the hem of her clothes, her brows furrowed into waves, trying to discern whether her uncle's voice could be heard amidst the screams.

The sound stopped, and Bai Zhizhi turned around to see Qin Qingzhou standing there calmly. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Qian Hao, who was lying on the ground clutching his groin.

Bai Zhizhi exclaimed "Eh!"

Does this young man not have any nightmares?

While straightening her clothes, Qin Qingzhou asked Bai Zhizhi, "Can we leave after dealing with him?"

The presence of black mist nearby indicates that the nightmare is still in the vicinity.

Bai Zhizhi's gaze shifted from Qin Qingzhou's waist to behind her, and her expression changed drastically.

"Uncle! Watch out behind you!"

Qin Qingzhou reacted quickly, turning around immediately. A black mist rushed towards him, but he dodged it, rolled on the ground, and knelt down due to inertia.

The black mist wasn't targeting him, but rather Qian Hao, who was lying on the ground.

The black mist materialized, its true form being the bullied boy. The boy had become a nightmare, his entire body covered in rotting wounds, his eyes blackened, his teeth turned into fangs, and black blood was flowing from his mouth.

He grabbed Qian Hao by the neck, and Qian Hao's face turned purple and his eyes bulged out.

Qin Qingzhou gritted her teeth and rushed forward, trying to knock the Nightmare away. The moment she touched the Nightmare, she was bounced back, and her arm was stained with black mist.

"Yaaaaah!" Bai Zhizhi held two talismans in his hands, his short arms frantically drawing circles, shouting as he rushed forward like a giant windmill.

Both talismans were affixed to Nightmare's body.

Then the two talismans emitted a dazzling golden light, and the nightmare, enveloped in the golden light, vanished with a scream.

Qian Hao, who had fallen to the ground, also vanished.

Is it that simple?

Qin Qingzhou sat half-on the ground, gaining a concrete understanding of Bai Zhizhi's strength.

"Uncle, are you alright?" Bai Zhizhi ran over.

Qin Qingzhou stood up: "I'm fine."

My arm is throbbing slightly; it's the spot where I touched the nightmare earlier, and it's emitting a faint black mist.

Because the surrounding black mist had not yet dissipated, Bai Zhizhi did not notice his wound.

He didn't say anything; he couldn't let this minor injury hold Bai Zhizhi back.

"Is it over?"

Bai Zhizhi shook his head and pointed to the teaching building.

Two plumes of black mist drifted above the teaching building, rising straight into the sky.

"More than one nightmare."