"Ah Hao is not in good condition right now. I'm afraid you will scare him, especially... he will be even more nervous when he sees the police." Li's father frowned. Previously, because a classmate in his son's class had an accident, the police did a routine job on him. The investigation, and he didn't know what he was asked about, made him suddenly collapse, so he would never let the police see Ah Hao.
Is it because he didn't dare to see the police because he did something wrong... Yang Jian came up with this idea, but of course he couldn't say it out loud.
"I'll see him alone." Fu Bao nodded and motioned to Yang Jian to wait for him outside.
"And..." Li Junhao's father seemed very hesitant, as if there were still some things he couldn't say, "Forget it, you will know when you see Ah Hao that he is... very strange now."
Weird? How weird would it be?
Fu Bao has seen even the weirdest people, so he asked Father Li to lead the way without taking it seriously.
Li Junhao lived on the third floor, and Fu Bao wanted to see him alone. Yang Jian looked at Fu Bao and asked with his eyes, "Will anything happen?" Fu Bao shook his head. Although the yin energy here was overweight, there was no dangerous feeling. .
Fu Bao slowly went upstairs, and Li's father walked beside him. The two came to outside Li Junhao's room. There was a big poster on the door. It was a beautiful lake view, and there was Li Junhao's signature underneath.
Fu Bao stared at the poster for a while and asked Li's father, "Is this shot by Li Junhao?"
"Yes." Father Li said with a sad look, "Ahao likes photography very much and is very talented."
"Where is this lake?" Fu Bao asked again.
"It's just behind Deyang High School. It's a beautiful place." Father Li replied.
Fu Bao nodded and tried to turn the doorknob. The door was not locked, so he pushed it open.
But the moment he opened the door, large swaths of Yin energy and black mist surged toward him. He subconsciously took a step back. It was so Yin here!
But as he retreated, he accidentally stepped on a ghost lying on the ground, and a scream suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Sorry." Fu Bao said to his feet, and suddenly discovered that there was a row of ghosts climbing up the entire corridor, even on the corners of the walls, hanging upside down like bats. These were harmless wandering souls. , but too many of them would make the whole room feel cold, so Father Li's complexion was very bad, which he noticed as soon as he entered the room.
"You need to find a master to hold a ceremony." Fu Bao gave advice to Li's father.
Father Li was uneasy. Knowing Fu Bao's abilities, he became even more uneasy when he was told this.
The biggest source of yin energy was in this room. The curtains in Li Junhao's room were all closed, and no light could come in. There was only a glimmer of light on the desk. Under the light of the desk lamp, Fu Bao saw someone lying on the desk. I wrote and wrote quickly beforehand.
Fu Bao glanced at Father Li, who could only smile bitterly.
A good only child suddenly became neurotic. He hid at home and refused to go anywhere, and refused to receive psychological treatment. If he continued like this, would he be able to return to normal?
Fu Bao walked into the room and felt the yin energy more and more clearly. It was as cold as a freezer. Although ordinary people could not feel the cold, they would still find it difficult to get close, and they would feel depressed if they got close.
And the source of the yin energy is from Li Junhao!
Fu Bao narrowed his eyes, and the closer he got, the more surprised he became. Li Junhao seemed to be in a huge black whirlpool, and the black tentacles kept spreading outwards. He seemed to be in a dead end.
"Rustling." Fu Bao stepped on something, but he didn't pay attention. He walked towards Li Junhao intently, but the further he walked, the more things he stepped on, and they made the same rustling sound.
Fu Bao couldn't help but stop, bent down to pick up a piece of paper, and looked at it with the dim light from the desk lamp. He saw that it read: I know what you did last summer. This letter is a curse on you. . Within three days of receiving the letter, you must forward this letter to ten people. If you don't do this, you will... die miserably! ! !
Li Junhao... is writing a curse letter?
Fu Bao looked at the piles of letters on the ground and suddenly understood where the yin energy in the whole house came from.
"Since yesterday, Ah Hao has become like this, as you said, what happened to him?" Father Li asked anxiously.
Since yesterday?
Did it start after Li Tongxiang died?
At this time, Fu Bao suddenly thought of a question and was horrified, "Have these letters been sent?"
"I sent a lot." Father Li answered truthfully. After getting this answer, Fu Bao asked coldly, "Why did you let him send such letters? Don't you know these are curse letters?"
"Ah... But if I don't send it, Ah Hao will cry and make trouble, and I can't do anything about it." Father Li was very helpless. These letters are full of the resentment of evil spirits. I don’t know how many people have received curse letters...
Fu Bao shook his head, now is not the time to think about this.
"Li Junhao." He took a step forward and patted Li Junhao on the shoulder.
Li Junhao remained silent, just lowering his head and writing letters desperately, seemingly unaware of their arrival.
"Li Junhao, why are you writing these letters?" Fu Bao raised his voice and asked, "Don't you know these are curse letters?"
Hearing this question, Li Junhao stopped writing, but still lowered his head and said nothing, but suddenly he laughed "hehehehe" again.
"Hehehe...hahaha...hahahaha!" He laughed so hard that he was out of breath.
"Shut up." Fu Bao frowned and shouted, "Sending curse letters will hurt people, you know, right?" Li Junhao stopped laughing, his voice was hoarse, "I know...it's better for them to die than me." Are you going to die?"
Hearing this answer, Fu Bao suddenly felt inexplicable anger. He grabbed the chair Li Junhao was sitting on and pulled it back violently. Li Junhao suddenly fell backwards and fell to the ground with a thud.
"What are you doing?!" Father Li exclaimed.
Li Junhao got up from the ground. He was very thin and pale, with a sickly fair complexion that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time. He had a smile on his face and looked at Fu Bao with a cold expression, "I feel it. You are afraid. You You also received a curse letter, right? That’s why you came to me, hehehe, it’s useless, you can’t escape.”
Fu Bao was a little bored and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He said directly: "If the incident last summer really had something to do with you, no matter how many curse letters you write, it won't save your life."
Li Junhao's smile suddenly froze, and then he shook his head violently, "Impossible, impossible, don't bluff me... you can't bluff me!"
"Li Tongxiang is dead, did you know?" Fu Bao said unceremoniously, "The curse letter I received was sent to me by him. If the forwarding was valid, why did he die?"
Li Junhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes were dull, as if he was stupid.
"Ahhhhhhh-" After a few seconds, he screamed excitedly.
Father Li immediately grabbed Fu Bao and refused to let him continue speaking, and even wanted to pull Fu Bao out.
"If you don't want your son to die, stay away from me!" Fu Bao waved his hand away. In the darkness, his whole body glowed faintly, so beautiful that it made people feel frightened.
Father Li was stunned for a moment. Looking at him, he felt a sense of fear for no reason and did not dare to move rashly.
Li Junhao was still screaming hysterically. Fu Bao frowned, reached out and slapped him in the face. He was beaten into a daze, closed his mouth, lowered his head, and his body kept shaking.
"When did you first know about the curse letter? Was it after the first person who received the curse letter died? That's right, that's why you transferred schools then." Fu Bao began to press.
Li Junhao was shaking as if he had been electrocuted. He slumped down on the ground weakly, burying his head in his knees, not wanting to listen to what Fu Bao said.
"What happened last summer?" Fu Bao knelt down and whispered in Li Junhao's ear: "What did you do and what did you cause to cause the curse letter to appear?" Li Junhao began to sob softly and shook his head desperately. "It's not me, it has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything, don't force me!"
"Nothing was done. Why did he forward so many curse letters? Li Tongxiang was the same way. He was very scared before he died. Unfortunately, he still couldn't escape death even after he sent the letters." Fu Bao said coldly, "You know Is he afraid of something? He is afraid of what you have done and that it will be exposed."
"It's not me, it's not me, it's not me!" Li Junhao shouted, holding his head and trembling all over.
