Chapter 162: The Longer the Hair, the Heavier the Resentment

　　The others also stopped, looking at the artificial lake and then at the gloomy, decrepit buildings across from it.

　　Reminded by Duan Tiankui, they felt that the feng shui of the artificial lake and the old campus was not quite right.

　　Principal Qin asked in confusion, "Mr. Duan, what is a scythe ghost?"

　　Duan Tiankui looked at his little granddaughter.

　　The little girl blinked her big, lively eyes and said without hesitation, "Grandpa Principal, from this position, does the bend of this lake look like a scythe to you?"

　　Everyone followed the direction of her tender, white finger.

　　"When the sunlight shines down, the surface of the lake glistens. Doesn't it look like a very sharp scythe being polished?"

　　"Now look at those old houses on the other side; they are right outside the curve of the scythe. The blade of the scythe looks as if it's about to rush over."

　　"In feng shui, this kind of layout is called a scythe ghost. Those old houses are precisely where the scythe ghost is striking."

　　"The closer to the scythe, the more intense the effect. Living in such a place can result in minor misfortunes and illnesses, or even serious threats to life."

　　Principal Qin tiptoed and looked carefully, his eyes widening involuntarily, "It really is as you said! The frequent incidents in the old campus are due to this feng shui problem?"

　　The building closest to the scythe is the haunted one where someone dies every year!

　　Lu Fei also nodded in agreement in his heart.

　　There are many green trees on both sides of the artificial lake, and to identify the scythe-shaped sha, one must find a suitable position.

　　When he was at school, he rarely came to this place, just instinctively feeling uncomfortable about it, but he didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

　　Duan Tiankui is indeed the most formidable feng shui master in Jiangcheng; even his young granddaughter can spot the key issue at a glance.

　　The scythe-shaped sha is one of the most severe types of inauspicious energy in feng shui, and with such a sharp scythe, no wonder there are always deaths in the haunted building.

　　"I guess, feng shui is only one of the reasons. So many people have died in that building, and the heavy yin and resentful energy is another reason!" Duan Lingyue replied.

　　"Can this kind of inauspicious energy be neutralized?" Principal Qin asked, looking worried.

　　"The method to neutralize it is simple. Build a fish pond at the location where the scythe's curve is, and raise auspicious goldfish and koi. Hang a Bagua mirror at the entrance of the house being affected, and plant more broad-leafed plants around the house,"

　　"At such a young age, this girl knows so much! Really impressive!" Principal Qin couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

　　"You flatter me, Principal Qin. This girl still has a lot to learn." Duan Tiankui looked at his granddaughter with a smile, unable to hide the pride in his eyes.

　　Lu Fei could not help but feel a bit envious.

　　If only Grandpa were still around, how wonderful it would be to go out and collect evil objects together with him.

　　After a brief conversation, the group crossed the small bridge and arrived at the bottom of the old dormitory building.

　　It was a sunny day with beautiful sunlight.

　　The old dormitory building, surrounded by lush green trees, still gave one a dark and gloomy feeling.

　　Principal Qin had the security guard open the door, and a cold, damp air immediately rushed out, giving everyone goosebumps.

　　Everyone walked into the building.

　　All the rooms here were empty, with only some dilapidated bunk beds left, and thick layers of dust and fallen leaves everywhere.

　　Cobwebs covered the corners, making the place look desolate.

　　"Actually, this building was abandoned ten years ago, but the deaths started four years ago," Principal Qin said, looking around uneasily. He had felt a chill down his spine ever since they entered.

　　"That year, a young couple secretly went to the building for a rendezvous."

　　"But in the end, for some unknown reason, they had an argument. The boy, in his anger, stabbed the girl to death and hid her body in a dormitory, then fled secretly."

　　"When she was discovered, the girl's body had decomposed beyond recognition, but her hair was still growing."

　　"It was after this murder that the haunted building began to claim a life every year."

　　Principal Qin sighed heavily.

　　He was originally an atheist. When the first student committed suicide in the building, he considered it a coincidence and dismissed the ghost stories as nonsense.

　　But as more people died in the building each year, his beliefs began to waver. This year, with two consecutive deaths, he had no choice but to face the pain and seek help from these extraordinary individuals.

　　"Hair?" Lu Fei's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Principal Qin, did the girl have long hair?"

　　"It is said that the girl's hair only reached her shoulders when she was alive, but when her body was found, her hair had grown to her waist. It's truly puzzling," Principal Qin said with a frown.

　　As they spoke, the group had already arrived at Dormitory 404, where the boy had hidden the body.

　　"Such heavy yin and malevolent energy!"

　　The lean middle-aged Taoist took a glance inside and raised his eyebrows.

　　"Since the girl was killed by someone close to her, her resentment must be intense, and the growth of her hair after death is actually a manifestation of this resentment. The longer the hair, the heavier the resentment."

　　Lu Fei also looked into the dormitory, where faint black air seemed to pervade the atmosphere. The walls were damp, with moldy peeling plaster, and occasionally a drop of water would slide down from a corner.

　　This was a sign of extremely heavy yin energy.

　　"Amitabha!" The plump, big-eared monk beside him, with a compassionate expression, raised his palm and nodded, saying, "If it's as you say, then this female ghost is the source. As long as she is sent to the afterlife, the school will be at peace."

　　Duan Tiankui said, "Tianyuan Daozhang, Master Kudeng, Duan is not skilled in Taoist magic. I will leave the matter of dealing with the ghost to the two of you. While you act, I will set up a feng shui array outside to assist."

　　"With Old Master Duan's feng shui array, our task will be much easier..."

　　The three of them discussed, seemingly without considering Lu Fei.

　　Perhaps, in their eyes, Lu Fei, this novice, was just like Duan Lingyue, merely here to broaden his horizons.

　　Lu Fei didn't care; he was thinking about something else in his mind.

　　If this girl is the source, why are there so many long-haired ghosts in the ghost building?

　　Could it be that those who died later also had unresolved grievances, causing their hair to grow longer and longer?

　　Then, which of the long-haired ghosts was the one that killed Guo Haitao?

　　And what about that girlfriend who lured him into the ghost building? What's her story?

　　Lu Fei thought about it and decided that these questions weren't worth dwelling on.

　　It doesn't matter which one it is; just kill them all, and the problem is solved.

　　After everyone agreed, they began to make preparations.

　　Duan Tiankui, along with his granddaughter, took out some small array flags and placed them at different positions outside the ghost building, forming a Bagua array to weaken the building's yin energy.

　　Once the array was set up, the oppressive feeling of the ghost building indeed diminished considerably.

　　Tian Yuan Daozhang and Master Ku Deng were also preparing on their own, while Lu Fei and Hu Zi seemed to have nothing to do, so they walked around the Ghost Tower, observing the surroundings.

　　The old campus had been abandoned for many years, and all kinds of green plants and trees grew wildly, making the place even more eerie.

　　The dense ivy almost covered the entire house, like a thick layer of hair laid over it.