Due to the wise remarks of the two, and the confirmation that the "ghost" at the door couldn't enter the dormitory, the panic in everyone's hearts dissipated significantly, and their voices unconsciously grew louder.

  Gao Wenyi suddenly thought, "To deal with ghosts... shouldn't we find a Daoist priest or a monk?"

  Qi Yinhong whispered, "Those are probably all scams."

  "Some might be, but not all," Gao Wenyi recalled. "When I was young, I was weak and had nightmares every night, crying day and night. The elders in the vilge said I was possessed.

  Later, my grandma took me to a spirit medium in the neighboring vilge. She just gnced at me and said I was too full of yin energy, then gave me a new name, and I never had nightmares again."

  Oh?

  Su Yuan became interested and asked, "What was your original name?"

  "Gao Wen."

  "Impressive, really something," Lin Yuan admitted, "She could tell you were full of yin energy from a young age and knew you were missing something in your fate, so she added a 'yi' to your name."

  "Indeed, there's something to it," Qi Yinhong's hope reignited as he turned and patted Gao Wenyi, "Where is that spirit medium now? Can we call her over tomorrow? I'll pay!"

  Gao Wenyi shook his head, "Can't call her, she passed away six or seven years ago."

  "Damn!" Qi Yinhong cursed, then realized his voice was too loud and quickly lowered it, "Then why did you even mention it? What's the point?"

  "I just wanted to say there really are some extraordinary people in this world," Gao Wenyi said.

  Hearing this, everyone somewhat agreed.

  With ghosts already appearing, it's only natural for there to be Daoists glowing with golden light.

  "But... the ghost in the hallway seems terrifying. Ordinary Daoists or monks won't do, at least..." Lin Yuan scratched his head for a long time before saying, "At least someone like Fahai, right?"

  Ye Haoyu snorted, "Fahai... the one who uses the Great Divine Dragon, right? Why don't you just ask me to find you a couple of Ultramen?"

  "Hahahahahaha..."

  Younger Sister rolled on the floor ughing, but the others didn't share her amusement, only feeling that Ye Haoyu's crude words made sense.

  "Exactly," Qi Yinhong said, "We're just students, where can we find a master?"

  "Ahem~"

  Zhang Yang, who hadn't spoken, coughed lightly.

  "Let Ye Haoyu find one, doesn't he know Ultraman?" Lin Yuan mocked.

  Ye Haoyu and Lin Yuan continued bickering, and seeing no one paying attention, Zhang Yang coughed heavily again.

  "Cough cough cough!"

  The dormitory fell silent this time.

  Gao Wenyi looked at him with concern, "Got something stuck in your throat?"

  "Stuck in your head!" Zhang Yang gred at him and said, "I know a master."

  "Really?"

  "How come you never mentioned it before?"

  "Is he reliable? Is it expensive?"

  Everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had found a lifeline, and they all started asking questions.

  Zhang Yang teased, "Think about my st name first."

  Ye Haoyu was stunned, "Your st name is Zhang, so what?"

  "The Zhang surname isn't ordinary," Zhang Yang snorted, "The founder of Daoism, Grandmaster Zhang Daoling, also had the surname Zhang!"

  Hearing Zhang Yang's powerful words, everyone held their breath, and the room fell silent for a few seconds before Gao Wenyi's weak voice broke the silence, "So what?"

  "Yeah, what does the Grandmaster's surname have to do with you?"

  "There are plenty of people with the surname Zhang, why are you pretending?"

  Zhang Yang blushed and said, "There must be a connection, otherwise I wouldn't mention it!"

  After saying this, he coughed lightly again, "To be honest, my family is a branch of the Zhang lineage from Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and I'm a descendant of Zhang Daoling!"

  This statement brought true silence to the dormitory, and Su Yuan's expression turned serious.

  Being a descendant of Daoism's founder Zhang Daoling is no small matter.

  In those supernatural cultivation novels, wouldn't that make him the protagonist?

  "How come you never mentioned this before?"

  Zhang Yang was taken aback by the question, then awkwardly scratched his head, "Well... I've always been low-key and don't like to show off."

  "So, you're a Daoist?" Qi Yinhong looked at him suspiciously, "Then why were you shaking more than me earlier? Looked like you were about to wet yourself."

  "You damn well were about to wet yourself." Zhang Yang covered Qi Yinhong's mouth with his hand, a bit exasperated, "When did I say I was a Daoist? Can you let me finish?"

  "Who... who stopped you? You're the one acting all high and mighty, stopping after every sentence..."

  Qi Yinhong struggled and shouted.

  But soon, he stopped moving.

  Because the footsteps started again...

  The third "patrol" began.

  ***

  When the footsteps outside gradually faded, Zhang Yang spoke again, "I'm not a Daoist, and I can't catch ghosts."

  "Then why did you say..."

  Ye Haoyu just started speaking when Zhang Yang cut him off, not giving him a chance to bark:"My dad isn't either, nor is my grandpa. No one in my family learned this stuff. Who becomes a Daoist these days? You might not even have enough to eat... but my third granduncle is a Daoist, a legitimate heir of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Celestial Master Mansion!"

  "Your third granduncle?"

  Su Yuan's expression was a bit strange, "Is he reliable? Where does he work?"

  "Of course he's reliable, you know Qingyun Temple?" Zhang Yang said proudly.

  "Of course!" Gao Wenyi excimed, "That's the city's Daoist Association, I've heard the benefits there are ridiculously good, the Daoists there are all well-fed... is your third granduncle there too?"

  "No... but close enough." Zhang Yang shook his head, then said, "Three hundred meters to the right of Qingyun Temple, there's an overpass. My third granduncle sets up a fortune-telling stall on the bridge."

  Everyone: "..."

  Ye Haoyu sighed, "Forget it, don't drag your third granduncle into this, it's not easy for him to make some money at his age, don't let him lose his life."

  "Who are you calling a scammer?"

  Zhang Yang felt a bit embarrassed, "False masters live in busy cities, while true masters dwell in remote mountains., those in the temples are the real scammers."

  Gao Wenyi agreed, "Makes sense, just like those sweeping monks in martial arts novels."

  Ye Haoyu didn't argue, just kept shaking his head, "Forget it, spare your third granduncle..."

  But the more he acted like this, the more Zhang Yang got annoyed, "Just wait, I'll bring my third granduncle tomorrow."

  "What if it doesn't work, are we just going to wait for death?"

  Seeing the conversation going off track, Su Yuan sighed and said, "Actually, we don't need to think so much."

  "Hmm?"

  Everyone looked at Su Yuan in confusion.

  "There's a missing student in the school, that's a big deal."

  Su Yuan pced his hands behind his head and said slowly, "When daylight comes, the police will definitely come, and with the testimonies of all 52 cssmates, it will surely attract social and national attention..."

  "By then, whether it's Daoists, monks, or exorcists, the state will handle it, we won't need to worry."

  In fact, there's no need to wait until daylight, they could call the police now.

  But that would pose two problems.

  If you directly tell the police there's a ghost, they might think you're mentally ill.

  If you lie and say there's a criminal outside the door... it feels like you're luring the police into a trap.