Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 129 Moses’s Notebook and Will

This world was indeed doomed.

Most people could barely understand what Nurse Liu was talking about, but Wang Yunxiao, with the experience of his future self, could barely comprehend a little.

Time and space are the two fundamental elements that make up the Real World, equivalent to the X and Y axes of an equation.

If even time and space could repeatedly fluctuate, wouldn’t the Real World be just like underwear hung on a balcony...

Ah, no, actually Nurse Liu’s analogy was more apt.

The Real World is like a beach, and we are the grains of sand on it.

What the beach becomes all depends on the mood of the tidal changes.

Wang Yunxiao genuinely felt that if he had traveled into a web novel, this novel was definitely going to flop.

A revelation of the world at this level, shouldn’t you pave the way with two to three million words before telling me?

Less than a month after traveling here, and you’ve already spoiled the ending for me, how do you expect to continue writing?

Of course, that was just his personal thought.

Others simply didn’t understand.

It’s not that Nurse Liu wasn’t a good teacher, it’s just that these students were indeed too young and lacked sufficient knowledge.

Including the content discussed in the previous weeks’ classes, it pretty much went in one ear and out the other, leaving nothing behind.

The theory about "mantou" that Nurse Liu lectured about in the first class, everyone had pretty much forgotten all about it by now.

As the saying goes, the master leads you to the door, the practice is up to the individual.

Anyway, Nurse Liu had taught all she could, how much they could grasp depended entirely on their talent. In her opinion, no amount of theorizing mattered, without two people dying, they would never truly remember.

At the end of class, Nurse Liu handed Wang Yunxiao a thick kraft paper envelope.

Wang Yunxiao opened it to find inside the notebook he had turned in.

It was the original version, not a swapped Western product.

"I’ve checked it, it’s just an ordinary Magic Object, no major issues,"

Nurse Liu told Wang Yunxiao, "The detailed inspection report is tucked inside the notebook, you can keep it or give it to me, and I’ll trade it for Food Coupons for you. If you want to keep it for your own use, you still need to be careful. The Secretary Bureau’s inspection reports can’t be 100 percent accurate and can’t completely rule out its dangerousness."

Magic Object?

Is it really a piece of equipment?

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, I’d be silly to trade it for Food Coupons.

Back in the dorm, sitting on the bed and opening the notebook, he saw a small slip of paper tucked inside.

"Level II Western Magic Object—Moses’s Notebook."

"After a preliminary inspection, no signs of Echo Erosion have been found. This is a search-type Magic Object similar to the Dragon-Seeking Ruler. Its specific function is to detect magic-imbued objects within a certain range. It has certain contamination properties and potential hazards, and unless necessary, try not to use it casually."

"Specific usage: Fulfill the Book Spirit’s last wish to activate the notebook’s search function. If the user is changed, the last wish needs to be fulfilled again."

"Prohibition of use: Do not trust any information provided by the notebook."

"Avoid using things from the West when possible; we’re not without alternatives—Lianluo."

...

As for the last sentence, Wang Yunxiao disagreed.

Who are you calling "we" here, I’ll make do with whatever I have...

It’s good enough that I have something to use.

As for the Book Spirit’s last wish, Wang Yunxiao flipped the notebook back and forth, looking for a long time without seeing where this last wish was.

Couldn’t write the user instructions clearly, poor rating!

A night without words. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The next morning, as soon as Matuan opened his eyes, he started shouting, "I dreamt of a female ghost, ah!"

"For real, I dreamt it too, I dreamt I was going to the restroom, and when I looked up, there was a girl hanging by the door, with bare feet..."

"And then? Did you see what she looked like?"

"No, I was about to walk over, and she just disappeared in a flash."

"So you were just busy looking at her feet, weren’t you?"

"Everyone, be serious!"

Youtiao, seeing their conversation digressing further and further from decency, couldn’t help but speak up to scold them.

Nurse Liu had already informed everyone in advance that Zhou Qing would transform into a fierce ghost at the beginning of the month. As the date drew nearer, those students who had been to the Outer Dimension began to feel her echo erosion in their dreams.

The brothers in the dormitory, having ventured deeply into the Outer Dimension and witnessed the scene firsthand, suffered deeper erosions; naturally, they became the first batch of people to see ghosts in their dreams.

None of them had ever seen Zhou Qing in person, so their only impression of her was that the young girl had very white and pretty feet.

However, it was ultimately still inappropriate for a group of boys to discuss a young girl’s feet like that.

So Youtiao timely called a halt.

"Big brother, why don’t we burn a pair of shoes for her later..."

"Do you really need to ask me about such a trivial matter?"

Wang Yunxiao didn’t want to talk; he had slept like a log all night, seeing neither the female ghost nor her pale feet.

It’s not that I want to see these things, but you shouldn’t show partiality, right?

After all, I am one of the individuals involved in those rumors.

Today is the first day of May, and, barring any surprises, we might be able to see the true form of the female ghost in the Real World tonight.

Witnessing the birth of a ghost for the first time—it’s quite a curious feeling. No matter what, I can’t miss tonight’s spectacle.

This is what Wang Yunxiao thought, but reality often defies expectations.

At eleven-thirty in the morning, just after school was dismissed and before he had time for lunch, Gao Shan came looking for him.

There was a task, and a big one at that.

Wang Yunxiao gathered his brothers, along with Chen Yan and Little Gourd, and followed Gao Shan to the scene.

It’s said that on the first day of every month the Ghost Gate opens wide, but it’s not a fixed day; rather, it’s the time when the internet speed is best... the veil between planes is thinnest. In reality, the days immediately before and after are also quite dangerous.

Last night, someone called the police, saying that in the dead of night, there was a terrifying pounding on the door.

Pounding on doors in the dead of night wasn’t an unusual incident; perhaps someone had drunk too much and was mistaken about their house. Or maybe they were pretending to be drunk and looking for trouble. Even if you catch the person responsible on the spot, these kinds of incidents are muddled, and the police can’t do much about them.

But if many households in the area reported their doors being pounded on, and upon getting out of bed and opening the door to look, there was nothing to be found, that was really strange.

The number of complainants was so large that even the police department had to take it seriously.

This morning, someone was dispatched to investigate the scene and they discovered something quite disturbing.

A burial pit!

When Gao Shan uttered these words, Wang Yunxiao almost thought he had misheard.

Burial, pit—I know what these words mean individually, but together...

Isn’t it just a grave?

Otherwise, how should I understand it? Is there something worth making such a fuss over?

Gao Shan, with a stern face, added, "There are many bodies in the pit."

"And they’re fresh."