The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 83 Impersonating a College Student

Zhou Fengchen and his two companions carried the four girls out and immediately blocked the cave exit. Thick smoke billowed from the rat hole, and not a single rat spirit escaped alive.

It was almost dawn when they left the Shen family compound and took a taxi straight to the Chenyuan Martial Arts School.

Everyone in the martial arts school was awakened. Chen Ma, who was the vice president of the People's Hospital, immediately took the four unconscious girls to the hospital.

Fortunately, they were just too frightened and fed strange ingredients by the rat spirits, so they were temporarily unconscious. They were fine, and after inducing vomiting and getting IV fluids, all four of them were lively and energetic the next day.

Chen Siya was really scared this time. After returning home, she became like she had developed a brother complex, dragging Zhou Fengchen around and not allowing him to go anywhere. She could only fall asleep if he stood next to her and watched her at night.

Zhou Fengchen stayed with his younger sister for three days, and on the fourth day he sent her to school before returning to his rented room.

He and Monk Yuanzhi secretly returned to the Shen family compound when they had some free time, and dug open the hole of the silver demons. But it was empty inside; the silver demons had vanished without a trace.

Then he thought of selling the silver nugget he had chased after that night, but after searching half the city, he still didn't know where to buy it, so he had no choice but to keep it as a decoration.

Zhou Fengchen continued working as a kitchen helper at the small restaurant. For more than ten days, he went to work and came home. Apart from the proprietress always seeming to want to say something to him but not actually doing anything, nothing else happened.

The shaman Doromo and his gang didn't show up, and the injured old fox had disappeared, making Zhou Fengchen feel uneasy.

Monk Yuanzhi had long forgotten about "bad luck." During the day, while Zhou Fengchen went to work, he would carry a small stool to the overpass and chat with fortune tellers, asking around and trying to find a business to do. However, he didn't get any business for several days in a row, and gradually became impatient. He threw away the stool and went outside to find a temple to mooch incense and meals.

After several days of this, he came back and told Zhou Fengchen that there was a nunnery on a mountain outside the city, and that the nuns there were all very beautiful and had great figures, which was very exciting!

Zhou Fengchen was eager to see what a beautiful and well-proportioned nun looked like, but unfortunately he didn't have the time; it wasn't easy to ask the landlady for leave for such a thing.

During lunch break that day, Zhou Fengchen and the proprietress stared at each other in the small restaurant, not knowing what to say.

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose, making conversation: "I was thinking of you in the mouse hole the other day! Guess what I was thinking of?"

"Pfft! Hahaha..."

Chef Lao Li and his two assistants laughed so hard they were doubled over.

The proprietress's face flushed red and then paled. She opened her red lips and said angrily, "You little rascal, you only think of me when you're in a mouse hole! Why didn't you think of me when you were in an anthill?"

"Hahaha……"

Old Li and the others didn't know why it was so funny, and they laughed so hard they started slapping the table.

Zhou Fengchen said awkwardly, "I can't even get into an ant hole..."

Just then, Monk Yuanzhi rushed in from outside, picked up Zhou Fengchen's teacup, gulped it down in a few mouthfuls, then wiped his mouth and said, "Boss lady, give me a bowl of shredded pork with garlic sauce rice! Put it on my brother's tab."

Zhou Fengchen frowned, looked at the teacup, then at Monk Yuanzhi, and suddenly felt that this guy seemed a little different today. Could it be that he went to the nunnery again?

The proprietress rolled her eyes. "That damned monk really doesn't act like he's part of the family. He comes to keep accounts every day. He's corrupted our little Zhou. We haven't settled accounts with him yet."

Monk Yuanzhi said with a smirk, "How could your little Zhou have been corrupted by me? He's such a flirt."

"Ugh!" Zhou Fengchen protested, "What you said makes me unhappy. How did I do anything provocative?"

A group of people were arguing when a middle-aged man carrying a briefcase and wearing glasses walked in from outside.

The proprietress quickly got up to greet the guests, "What would you like to eat?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I've already eaten. I'm here to find someone."

The proprietress gave a dry laugh. "Everyone in our shop is here. Who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged man looked around and said, "I'm looking for Zhou Fengchen, Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi exchanged a glance, both curious. Had business come knocking on their door? Who had referred them?

Zhou Fengchen said, "I am Zhou Fengchen. What do you want with me?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a business card, handing it over in a refined manner, saying, "May I have a word with you in private?"

Zhou Fengchen picked up the business card, and Monk Yuanzhi also came over. It read: Sun Education, Deputy Secretary of the Party Branch and Director of the Academic Affairs Office of Donghai University.

Both of them were a little confused. Donghai University? Isn't that Chen Siya's school? What do the leaders at the university want with us?

Zhou Fengchen said, "No need for us to go through that. We can talk here. What do you need me for?"

The middle-aged man, Sun Jiaoyu, glanced at the proprietress and her companions. The proprietress and Lao Li then consciously sat down in a corner to chat.

Sun Jiaoyu then sat down opposite Zhou Fengchen and said, "It's like this, I heard that Mr. Zhou knows some metaphysics, and I was thinking..."

Before he could finish speaking, Monk Yuanzhi interrupted him, "Seriously? You intellectuals believe in this too?"

Sun Jiaoyu nodded awkwardly, "You'll believe it when you encounter it. Even scientists can't explain everything in the world perfectly, right?"

Zhou Fengchen asked suspiciously, "Who told you I understand metaphysics?"

Sun, the education expert, chuckled twice and said, "I also teach at the school, specifically vocal music. I have a student named Jiang Hao, who sent me an article yesterday. Would you be interested in taking a look?"

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi exchanged a glance, then both cursed, "Damn it! That bastard's mouth is so loose!"

"What?" Sun asked, "Do the two gentlemen have a strong prejudice against him?"

"That's so biased! I think he's like shit." Monk Yuanzhi said angrily, "Let's see what he wrote."

Educational Secretary Sun pulled a small laptop from his briefcase, opened his email, and handed it over: "Take a look, you two. I know my student very well; he wouldn't say something like this unless he's crazy!"

Zhou Fengchen and his companion stared at the screen, which read: "First of all, I am an atheist... Zhou Fengchen should be a Taoist master, and the monk beside him is named Yuanzhi... The encounter at the Shen family compound that night is unforgettable... Silver has become a demon... Rats have become spirits..."

Halfway through, Zhou Fengchen couldn't bear to watch any longer. Jiang Hao recounted the whole story without a single lie. He pushed the laptop over, offering no explanation, and said, "Just tell me what you need us for?"

"That's right, our school has a history of over a hundred years and a very rich heritage. Hundreds of thousands of students have graduated from our school..."

Sun Jiaoyu perked up and rattled off a bunch of nonsense, almost putting Zhou Fengchen and Yuan Zhi to sleep, before finally getting to the point: "As time goes on, naturally more problems arise. In the past two years, quite a few students have died at the school, and the deaths are very mysterious. The police can't find anything, and the parents have to explain. We're at our wits' end. We've just figured out how to handle this situation when another student dies. So, after reading Jiang Hao's email, I wanted to ask for your help to go to the school and take a look... this..."

Zhou Fengchen yawned and asked, "How did those students die?"

Sun Jiaoyu whispered, "It's hard to say, hanging, cutting wrists, jumping off a building..."

Monk Yuanzhi glared at him, "If you can't finish your homework and are contemplating suicide, coming to us won't help. We don't know how to do homework!"

Sun Jiaoyu chuckled and lowered his voice, saying, "Those students' suicides are very suspicious. It's not due to excessive academic pressure. They were all very positive and optimistic about their lives and studies. Some students even left suicide notes saying...it's haunted!"

Zhou Fengchen frowned and asked, "What the hell?"

Sun Jiaoyu shook his head. "I don't know. Some say it's an old lady, others say it's an old man!"

Zhou Fengchen gave Monk Yuanzhi a wink, and Monk Yuanzhi said, "Forget all that nonsense. If it's really a ghost, and we can solve it for you, just tell me how much... cough cough, money!"

Sun adjusted his glasses. "I don't know your tuition fees. I heard your educational level isn't very high, so how about... you pay with a bachelor's degree?"

Monk Yuanzhi asked, "What is a bachelor's degree? Is it very valuable? We haven't received much education, so don't try to fool us!"

"This is very valuable to many people," Sun Jiaoyu said with a smile. "You'll come to our school as students for a while, and this matter will be resolved in the meantime. I'll issue you graduation certificates then, which means you'll all have university degrees from now on. You see..."