On the way back, Tai Qing called me and said that someone had seen all the dozen black swans in Swan Lake dead in a remote corner of the lake, with their fat bodies torn to pieces. It was scattered but held together by tough threads, which looked very disgusting. The long neck was also broken into sections. The strange thing was that no blood was seen around it. It stands to reason that since they died in the water and there were more than a dozen of them, the blood would definitely spread in the water. , but what’s strange is that not only was there no trace of blood in the water, but there was also no trace of blood anywhere on the shore...
If the blood had spread in the water, the police would definitely have discovered it when they recovered the bodies. But why didn't the police find these piles of dead swan corpses when they investigated the scene? And didn’t anyone notice that the swans that usually swim and play were missing?
Okay, one more weird thing happened.
Tai Qing also speculated that some wild beast ran into the school, and his animal nature was so strong that he bit the swans to death. But I immediately rejected his idea as soon as I heard it. What kind of beast would suck up every last drop of the blood of its prey, and then tear apart the remaining flesh and bones as if it was crazy, and even cut off the "lotus roots" like a performance art. "The pieces of hairy meat are piled up by the lake?"
Of course, this small scene was also reported to the police by witnesses as an intelligence clue. On my way back by bike, I encountered a police car speeding past in the same direction. It seemed that the people in the car were Liao Datong and another person. A policeman.
Just when I was about to speed up and catch up, the phone in my pocket was vibrating one after another. I took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. I wanted to just hang up and go back to school to check, but I was still obsessed with it. was connected.
"Hey, General Zhao Fei, have you been looking for me lately?" Fu Mingkui!
After hearing his gloomy voice, my heart skipped a beat. This guy dared to call me so blatantly, and he was near a police station!
"Sanpao...Doctor Fu, I know you killed Huang, and I also know you want what I have in my hands. Do you even want to give up your humanity for such an inexplicable thing?"
"Human nature? Haha, you, a young boy like you, are you worthy of talking to me about human nature? You were still drinking milk when I entered the world! Without further ado, now that you know my purpose, it will be much easier to handle. Give me that book and the secrets you know, otherwise I will make you taste life worse than death within three days. You have also seen the consequences of the Huang father and son who overestimated their capabilities. I advise you to be smart. Man, don’t play any more tricks on me.”
Listening to what he said, he still cares about the Mysterious Secret Scroll. Maybe I can use this to contain him. He also "kindly" gave me three days. Now I will no longer easily believe what this guy says. This kind of beast who tramples on life at will to achieve his goals, I just think he is farting. wrong! I suddenly came back to my senses. He was talking about the Huangs and his son. Could it be that he was also responsible for Huang Benyu's death?
"The book is in my hand. As for what secret you are talking about, I don't know. Even if I knew it, do you think I would tell you? If you have the ability, just come to me alone. You said you are a person who is in the world, don't you dare? Are you going to fight with me, a young boy, with open swords and open guns? You can use some shameless tricks, but aren't you afraid of making others laugh?" In fact, even though my brother said this very beautifully, I was already in a state of confusion. I didn't say these words just to stimulate him to stop hurting other people.
Little did I know that this guy was very shrewd. After all, he was a veteran of the Jiang Hu. As soon as he heard it, he knew that I was deliberately irritating him. "Haha, remember, in three days, I have plenty of ways to torture you." After saying that, Fu Mingkui simply hung up the phone.
Torture me? It’s true that good people get bullied by others! I consider myself not a good person, and I will never sit still and wait for death! Okay, didn’t you say you want me to live a life that is worse than death? Let’s see whether it’s my life that is worse than death or yours!
I turned the car around and rode back to the police station. I provided the police with the clue that the unknown number was Fu Mingkui who had been missing for a long time, and asked them to follow this clue to investigate.
You, Fu Mingkui, are capable of harming people one after another, but no matter how powerful you are, you are still just a turtle who hides in the dark and dare not show his face. We have assembled many forces of justice here, and I don’t believe in our efforts. The hammer of justice will not hit your head!
After returning to school, the library was sealed, and the Swan Lake was sealed. People were panicked for a while. Two people died one after another, and both died in bizarre ways. It was inevitable that some "inappropriate remarks" would be spread among teachers and students. . For example, what angered the Earth Bodhisattva, attacked the evil star, etc. When I heard this, I just felt helpless. What is scary is not the evil star, but the human heart.
The sealed Swan Lake no longer had the poetic and picturesque atmosphere of the past when young lovers were having fun with each other and the clear water and blue sky. Instead, it exuded a breathless atmosphere. Due to some newly discovered clues, three or two policemen also Busy inside. I looked at the very poetic little lake in my memory from a distance, and thinking about what happened recently, I felt a breath stuck in my chest, making my whole body feel depressed.
I was feeling sad all by myself when I suddenly noticed a familiar figure hurriedly hiding in the hill behind Swan Lake.
I had a surprising thought in my heart, so I locked the electric car and followed quietly.
The man in front looked around very carefully all the way, as if he was deliberately avoiding the crowd to do something. He took me around for about 20 minutes, and finally stopped under a large willow tree that looked quite distinctive.
The buddy held his breath and concentrated for a while, hiding in a haystack more than 50 meters away from him, quietly watching what he was going to do.
The guy circled the big willow tree once or twice, then turned his back to me and knelt on the ground as if digging for something. After waiting for him for nearly 10 minutes, the boy stood up with satisfaction and stepped firmly on the spot a few times. After doing this, he shook the dirt off his body, looked around for a long time, and then walked away from another trail.
I was about to go out immediately to see what mysterious things that kid was doing, but as soon as I raised my feet, I was scratched by a branch in the haystack. It was only during this delay that I saw the kid going there again. When I returned, I lingered in front of the big willow tree for some time. It seemed that I was sure that no one was there before I could rest assured and go back and forth.
When he passed by the haystack, I somehow felt that I couldn't be discovered by him, so I held my breath and concentrated again, not daring to move. I didn't dare to take a big breath until he was far away. Seeing him walking away along the way he came, with no intention of turning back, I frowned and crawled out of the haystack.
I jogged and came to the big willow tree. Without thinking too much, I found a dry branch nearby and started digging a hole.
After digging it open, I was dumbfounded. There was a book lying quietly in the pit, which was the mysterious volume I threw on the bed!
This discovery is no small matter, because I will never mistake the person just now, that guy Kong Dingzhou. Why did he quietly take this book out and bury it here? It's impossible that he is also a magician who covets this book like Fu Mingkui, right? If this is the case, in the past three years, he has been able to keep his secrets secret from us all day and night, and there is no one else who has such power and scheming.
To be honest, I prefer to believe that Kong Dingzhou did this just out of curiosity. It is really difficult to accept that he and Fu Mingkui are the same kind of people. But no matter what, since he did this, I have to keep an eye out to see what kind of medicine this guy is selling.
I shook off the soil from the book, found a stone and threw it into the pit, filled it back with the soil, followed his example and stepped on it a few times, and then quietly went down the mountain.
I made some calculations on the way, and since the boy thought he had taken the book out and hid it, it would be better for me not to take the book back to the dormitory again, lest I get into trouble and cause unnecessary conflicts. But during this period of time, I didn’t dare to let this book leave my side, so I’d better take it with me. At most, I would secretly give it to the Taiqing Gang for safekeeping when I return to the dormitory.
After making up my mind, I became more depressed and had more things to think about. Naturally, my walking speed also slowed down. Unknowingly, I took a different path and soon came to Swan. The northwest corner of the lake.
When I saw the lake, I was surprised. Why did I end up here? Shaking his head and preparing to take another path, he tripped over some weeds and fell into the wet water plants by the lake, chewing a mouth full of dirt and grass...
When I got up, the entire front of my clothes was wet, and because it was muddy, it looked like I was dyed a shit-yellow color. Suddenly I remembered that I still had a book in my arms. I took it out and saw that it was almost soaked. Fortunately, I was more pleased that the waterproof function of the phone was pretty good and it didn't crash.
Shaking the water on the book, I spit out the contents in my mouth and complained secretly.
The strange thing is that the book that was clearly wet just now was completely dry in an instant. Surprisingly, the handwriting on the entire book was revealed!
Then before I had time to take a closer look, I glanced at a strange raised object not far away from the corner of my eye.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a pile of soil mixed with some kind of burned paper ashes and mottled blood stains, and a section of reddish-stained smooth wood was faintly exposed in the soil.
It was daytime, the wind was bright and sunny, but I felt an inexplicable coolness from this pile of things. At this moment, my phone vibrated again at an inappropriate time.
This time I was almost scared to drop the book in my hand. It turned out to be a call from my mother. I had just connected the phone. Before I could say anything, my eyes suddenly caught an extremely strange scene: I saw the red one. The wood seemed to be affected by some force, struggling to arch out of the mound. As it revealed its true form little by little, with it as the center, the mound began to ooze blood. However, what is even more strange is that after the blood seeped out of the soil, it did not spread out in all directions, but seemed to be absorbed by the wood.
On the other side of the phone, my mother saw that I was silent and kept asking me what happened. I swallowed and stammered: "Mom, what the hell."
"You bastard, how can you talk?! Hiss-"
I heard the pained sound at the end of her words and suddenly woke up, "Mom, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
She breathed a sigh of relief and said it was okay, then asked about my condition. At that time, I didn’t know that my mother was injured because of her handling of the matter, so I just told her about the strange scene I saw.
After hearing this, she was silent for a while, and then said to me: "Go and see if that piece of wood looks like a person, and by the way, make sure there is no red thread wrapped around it."
In this situation, if it were me, I would never go, but now that my mother is here, it's different.
I tiptoed up and took a look. It was okay not to look, but this look shocked me again. It was indeed a wooden figure, about the size of a palm. The hands, feet and torso were very roughly carved, but the facial features were unusually vivid. A compact little face was full of ferocity and monsters, and on its waist and abdomen , tightly wrapped around five turns of red wire. Why can it be counted as five turns? Because the entire wooden figure was "cut in two" by the red rope, and the red rope was clearly stuck on the surface of the wooden figure, and the traces were visible.
The strangest thing is that the entire wooden figure can be said to be soaked in blood that is constantly pouring out, but there is no color in the whole body except for the red head.
After I told my mother all this, she seemed very angry. She bluntly said that the person who set up this situation was completely unscrupulous. Then she changed the topic and told me that an unexpected disaster would definitely happen in our school tonight. , asking me to be prepared.
"This is called the 'Ghost Curse'. To cast this spell, you must burn the talisman and bury the puppet in a cold and cold place, and sacrifice it with the blood of a living bird. Carve a person's name on the puppet, and use a red rope that has been refined from the sacrifice. Human hair is wrapped around it, and it is buried together with some kind of gold object in the place where the talisman paper was burnt. Then it is covered with soil and the talisman is burned and the mantra is recited. The person who is cast by the spell will die within 24 hours, and most of them will die. No more than 500 meters away from the puppets.”
When I heard this, I just felt goosebumps all over my body. Who would have thought that a life could be harmed by just a few such simple items! Combined with the previous phone call from Fu Mingkui, this is most likely his "masterpiece"!
"But Mom, since he can use this method to harm people, why not just use this against me?" I sighed and asked suppressing the anger in my chest.
"This is the difference between you and them. What they want is not just the book, but also the secrets in the book. And they also know that only you can unlock the secret, so they won't kill you easily. "
I threw the mysterious scroll on the ground, and after a burst of helpless rage, I lowered my head in frustration. "What's the point?"
When I was depressed, my mother persuaded me with earnest words: "Boy, now is not the time for you to be cynical and compassionate. Once this corpse curse is planted and the person who cast it dies, it will cause a very bad situation. If you don't prepare in advance tonight, many people will die."
I cheered up and couldn't let innocent people get involved anymore.
