"Stepping on the upper part of the shoes will do."
Li Zhiyuan handed over a newspaper to Tan Wenbin.
"Brother Xiao Yuan, the newspaper is..."
"It’s daytime now, there are many people in the dorm, do you really want to walk around in high heels?"
"Oh, right right right."
Tan Wenbin quickly bent down, wrapped his calf along with the high heels, and then secured them with duct tape.
Although it looked quirky, it was at least not perverted.
After throwing the yellow paper with Tang Qiuying’s name and birthdate into the incense burner, Li Zhiyuan used the compass for a while, then selected three sticks of incense, and inserted them into three corners of the incense burner.
Finally, he found a cardboard box, cut a hole in it with a knife, put the incense burner inside, and handed it to Tan Wenbin.
"Brother Xiao Yuan, you always think of everything."
"Brother Binbin, I’m going to unseal the high heels next, don’t resist, let her possess you."
"No worries, brother, I feel like resisting or not won’t make a difference."
"Being fully possessed by the evil spirit is different from last time when it only caught your hand and wrote on the sand table. It might harm your fortune and your body.
However, I can help you mitigate the disaster for the former, for the latter... just eat more and you can recover.
Additionally, this might make you more sensitive to evil entities, which could increase your chances of successfully traversing to the underworld."
Tan Wenbin exclaimed with joy, "Can something good come out of this?"
"Alright, let’s begin."
Li Zhiyuan released the seal.
The smoke rising from the incense burner through the hole in the box turned from white to black.
Tan Wenbin felt a sudden chill from the soles of his feet all the way to the back of his head, and instinctively opened his mouth.
He got a bit shorter.
Because he was originally standing on the upper part of the high heels, now the previously unfit high heels automatically resized to fit him.
Li Zhiyuan wasn’t surprised; after all, last time, even Lu Yi, that big man from the Northeast, could wear them.
The contours of Tan Wenbin’s face softened.
The details of his expression also gradually revealed a different style.
He first twisted his neck slightly, then said:
"Stinky little brother, call me senior sister, sister, sister!"
Tan Wenbin went to wash his feet; she was happy, but she still remembered the "Aunty’s Revenge"..
However, one could see that unlike the possession of Lu Yi last time, this time Tang Qiuying clearly had more cognitive awareness because Li Zhiyuan had placed "who she was" in the incense burner.
"Tang Qiuying, go find your corpse."
Hearing this reminder, Tan Wenbin, who was originally just a little embarrassed, gradually had his gaze covered with hatred, and his facial expression started to distort.
Li Zhiyuan calmly said, "Go crazy, I’ll just end you and cut off the karma."
Tan Wenbin shuddered, the hatred in his eyes disappeared, replaced by grievance and fear.
She had been directly suppressed by this young man before; she believed he could easily kill her.
"Do you remember who harmed you?"
"I only remember who I am and where my corpse is, the rest I don’t remember, my mind feels so empty... But I feel, when I find my corpse, I will know who killed me, I don’t know why, but I’m sure of it."
Li Zhiyuan picked up a plastic bag, put Tan Wenbin’s sneakers in it, then carrying it, he opened the door to the dormitory.
Tan Wenbin "shivered," hugged the cardboard box, and walked out.
After closing the dorm door, Li Zhiyuan followed him out.
Descending the stairs and arriving at the entrance of the dormitory building, he saw Lu Yi holding a book in his left hand and carrying a meal freshly packed from the cafeteria in his right hand coming in.
"Binbin, I just finished class, I’m taking lunch to Ah You, then I’ll go to the store, conveniently skipping my afternoon class to check some stock."
Tan Wenbin looked at Lu Yi, smiling.
Lu Yi paused, "Dude, what’s up, why is your foot still wrapped?"
Tan Wenbin: "You play the guitar really well. I like listening to it."
Initially, Lu Yi’s face showed confusion, then as if remembering something, he retreated in succession, eventually falling to the ground.
Although the book fell, he managed to lift the bag, preventing the food inside from spilling.
This tone reminded him of a nightmare he had been having lately, where a girl also kept telling him how she liked his guitar playing.
Tan Wenbin turned his head towards Li Zhiyuan, pleading, "Can I listen to him play another tune?"
Li Zhiyuan, without looking up, replied, "If you want to die just say so."
Tan Wenbin’s face showed grievance, but he dared not get angry with the young man; he just looked at Lu Yi one more time, then hugged the box and walked out of the dormitory.
Lu Yi, sitting on the ground, looked towards Li Zhiyuan, his lips opened several times unsure what to say, only managing to mouth the word "ghost" repeatedly.
Li Zhiyuan’s voice slightly calmed Lu Yi’s heart, he had been to General Temple with Li Zhiyuan, and knew Brother Genius had some special skills:
"Brother Genius, Binbin..."
"It’s alright now, go deliver the food."
As he spoke, Li Zhiyuan walked out of the dormitory building and followed up.
Lu Yi picked up his book, and as he walked to the stairs, his pace slowed down.
Yes, that familiar feeling, it was it, it was it.
Lu Yi’s eyes moistened.
Tan Wenbin led the way in front, with Li Zhiyuan following behind, one in front and one behind, they left the dormitory yard, entering a shaded path behind the dormitory building.
This path wasn’t much frequented, only the students from this dorm building crossed through when going to the sports field for PE class.