Chapter 85 Imperial Apartment 12

"So, I've seen him look at you, Sister Qian." Lin Xiang said, "You're so beautiful, this is normal."

Old Qian: “…”

Old Qian's beautiful face was almost distorted, "Go away! You haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you think you are a relationship expert. Have you ever been in love?"

Lin Xiang temporarily withdrew because of his erroneous first love incident.

Xia Bai was silent for a second, then said, "I'm just saying, there is such a possibility, but the direction is wrong."

Lin Xiang asked: "What's the wrong direction?"

Xia Bai said: "Because Xiaoqi was leaving, Xiaoqi's boyfriend cast a spell on her so that she would stay with him forever. If the spell could be transferred, it should be that Ma Xinjia used the spell to find someone who liked him, not the person he liked."

Lin Xiang suddenly realized.

Old Qian pointed at Xia Bai angrily, "You just said that on purpose, you little bastard!"

Xia Bai seemed very experienced and said, "Beauty is like this, it always brings some troubles, don't be greedy."

Old Qian: “…”

Yang Yi expressed a different view, "This transfer direction is correct, but it makes no sense for the game for Ma Xinjia to find someone who likes him. It shouldn't be like this."

Others did not know Yang Yi's identity, but Xia Bai and Lin Xiang knew. They came out of the game and repeated the game to Yang Yi several times. He did not know how many games he had listened to. The game guides were all written by his subordinates under his guidance. Few people could match his understanding of the game routines.

Xia Bai asked: "What is your guess?"

Yang Yi: "It may be a more precise transfer."

Xia Bai suddenly realized that what he said made a lot of sense, and this was very interesting.

After Ling Changye finished talking to Xiong Xiyuan, although Xiong Xiyuan was very nervous, he still went to find Ma Xinjia because it was a task given by his idol.

He took Ling Changye's surveillance props and called Ma Xinjia, Su Lingling and Cheng Yi to his room, telling them to discuss clues with the players on the third floor.

Su Lingling and Cheng Yi were very nervous and didn't know what to say.

Xiong Xiyuan said: "Let's review the clues we know and maybe we will find something new."

Ma Xinjia nodded and said, "Then let's hurry up."

Yang Mei saw this scene from Ling Changye's phone and said, "Ma Xinjia still remembers that we are players. He is very normal."

Ling Changye nodded. "He is just like the residents of the underworld. He has forgotten everything related to his death. It seems that we can't ask him about the specific cause of his death."

As soon as the two finished talking, they heard Ma Xinjia's voice coming from the phone, "I still have to go see my boyfriend."

Yang Mei was stunned, "Xiao Qi?"

Ling Changye stared at the shy smile on Ma Xinjia's face for a few seconds and said, "Xiao Qi's black magic has been transferred to Ma Xinjia. The thing Xiao Qi took from the altar last night should be something taken from the living Ma Xinjia to transfer the curse."

In the darkness, they couldn't see clearly what it was. Ling Changye frowned and said, "It should be hair."

The more Yang Mei thought about it, the more nervous she became. "They live there. It's too hard to protect their hair. It's too easy to be transferred to a black magic place, right?"

Who enters the game and takes a nap, then gets up to check the room for any hair that has fallen on it?

Besides, it's daytime now, they may have gone out a long time ago, and there is no way to remind them before 11 o'clock at night.

Ling Changye didn't look too nervous and said, "Trust them."

202.

Yang Yi said: "This is still our speculation at the moment. We'd better confirm whether it is a transfer of black magic."

Xia Bai said: "In fact, we don't need to confirm it. If it is what you said, the game will confirm it for us. We might as well use our time to find clues. Today is already the fourth day."

Lin Xiang: "Are you going to look for Lan Xiang and Yu Chao's bodies?"

Lao Qian said: "My paper figurine has seen the room they lived in. There was no one on the surface. The body may have been dealt with, or it may be in a hidden place."

Xia Bai said: "Why don't we split up?"

They currently have five people, and time is urgent, so they are divided into three teams.

Lin Xiang and Lao Qian went to look for the bodies of Lan Xiang and Yu Chao. Yang Yi's skills were particularly useful when asking people for information. He and Xia Bai, a silly-faced boy who made people unsuspecting, went to the most critical room 305, where the crazy woman was. Wei Jingyun simply went to other residents to find out the situation.

If there is any danger or major discovery, return to 202 immediately.

As soon as the door of 305 was opened, Xia Bai was sure that the woman in front of him was the mother of the girl in 305 of the underworld. The girl had shown him a photo of her mother.

The woman's hair was messy, with two strands of curly hair dangling in front of her gloomy and trance-like eyes. She lowered her head slightly, glanced at them, and was about to close the door.

Yang Yi: "You'll let us in to chat, right?"

Women still have to close the door.

Yang Yi continued: "You won't chase us away, right?"

The woman's door was only half closed.

Xia Bai glanced at Yang Yi and saw that he was staring at the woman intently.

Xia Bai had thought about Yang Yi's skills before. What he thought in his heart had a certain probability of coming true. Obviously, the method of using the skills had to be from his heart through his mouth. He had to think in his heart first and then speak it out.

The probability is the key. It is naturally impossible for everything he thinks to come true.

From the way he asked questions and the results this time, we can see that the more difficult and the more contrary to the facts something is, the lower the probability of it coming true, while the simpler and the closer to the facts something is, the higher the probability of it coming true.

Xia Bai suddenly thought of a question: Was the death of Yang Yi and Yang Mei’s parents simple or difficult?

The woman stood behind the half-closed door, with her head down and biting her fingers.

Xia Bai didn't know how to ask her for a moment.

The little girl lived a rich life in the underworld and had everything she needed. It was obvious that her mother was always thinking about her and burning things for her every day. Her madness might also be caused by her daughter's death.

If her daughter were mentioned at the beginning, it might irritate her.

This problem is nothing to Yang Yi.

He thought about it and used his skills to mention something that would irritate her. "You have an improper relationship with the man in 406, right?"

The woman nodded without hesitation.

As expected, the closer his skills are to reality, the greater the probability of it coming true. If it is true, then it is close to 100%.

Xia Bai once again realized that Yang Yi was too suitable for scientific research. His skills had a miraculous use in scientific research, verification.

The woman answered directly. On the one hand, it was indeed the fact, and on the other hand, this matter might not be a taboo for her.

Yang Yi continued to ask: "You had an improper relationship with the man in 406 because he cast a spell on you, right?"

The woman didn't answer.

Xia Bai and Yang Yi were both slightly stunned. When they checked with the sorcerer, they both thought that the matter between the woman in 305 and the man in 406 was not the one that was initiated by the woman in 305 as others said.

According to the routine of the game, the truth that everyone thought was true should be false. She should have been put under a spell by the arrogant male author of 406, which is why other people saw her taking the initiative.

Unexpectedly, it’s not.

If this is the truth, she should admit it if Yang Yi asked.

Unless this matter is a taboo for her.

Yang Yi continued to ask: "The man in 406 forced you, right?"

The woman still didn't answer.

It was not forced, they really were willing, and it was even possible that, as the resident said, it was the woman in front of him who took the initiative.

Yang Yi didn't ask any more questions. Xia Bai glanced at him and Yang Yi shook his head.

Xia Bai guessed that what he meant was that his skills could no longer be used. Skills like his usually had limitations, like Jing Yan's ability to read people's minds had a time limit, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

Xia Bai looked at the woman, thought of the little girl in the underworld, and said, "Your daughter loves you very much."

The woman's tears suddenly flowed out, she sat on the ground, covering her face and crying, her exposed lips were cracked and chapped, and she kept shaking.

Behind her, on the table against the wall of the room, was a black and white portrait of the girl. In the portrait, the girl was smiling very happily.

Xia Bai thought again of the little girl in the underworld 305 standing alone in the shadows waiting for her mother.

Yang Yi pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, squatted down, and handed it to the woman, "Is there anything we can help you with?"

While watching him talking to the woman, Xia Bai activated the [Harmony Grabber] and went to search Room 305.

[Harmonious Grabber] can break through space and is an expert at rummaging through things, even searching in women's locked boxes.

At the same time, Lao Qian and Lin Xiang found the bodies of Lan Xiang and Yu Chao in 311. Not to mention that Lin Xiang almost screamed, even Lao Qian, who was used to seeing dead people, was shocked when he saw the bodies.

The bodies of the two men were in a horrible state. One body was gnawed beyond recognition, and the other body's skin was cooked and had many worm holes all over its body.

Old Qian carefully examined their bodies. When Lin Xiang was about to ask, Old Qian said, "They were definitely cursed."

Although Lin Xiang didn't know her identity, from what she had just said, he knew that this mysterious and beautiful sister was very knowledgeable about black magic. He asked with great confidence: "Were they also transferred by black magic? Was it someone else in this apartment building who transferred it to them?"

Lao Qian nodded, "Maybe. I don't feel there are any sorcerers here. There are no new sorcerers. Maybe they are just the old ones that have been transferred."

"Wait a minute." Lin Xiang said hurriedly: "Such a thing has happened in this apartment, and some people have not moved out. There are still four people who have nothing to do with the residents of the underworld. Why don't they leave? Are they also under the spell? Are they waiting for someone to move in so that the spell can be removed from them? Then we are..."

"Fuck! The apartments in the mortal world, aren't they deliberately offering low prices to attract people to live here, so that they can use them as a trap to divert the black magic?" Lin Xiang felt like he was being stared at by a hungry wolf. "Sister Qian, what do you need to be cursed?"

Old Qian's expression was also very serious. "Generally there are two types. One requires the birth date and name of the person being possessed, and the other requires something from the person being possessed, such as hair, blood, or vagina."

After saying this, the eyes of both of them became serious. Lin Xiang immediately ran out and saw that the door of 304 was open. This was where Wei Jingyun and Ma Xinjia originally lived.

Wei Jingyun would not leave the door unlocked when he went out to look for clues, so someone might have entered his room.

Lao Qian said: "Go find them quickly!"

Lin Xiang cursed several times. Because they agreed to gather in 202, the door of 202 was not locked. He and Xia Bai slept in there all night. There was a high probability that there was hair lost on the sofa and bed, which was easier to get than in any other room!

When the two came out, Xia Bai and Yang Yi were still trying to get some information from the woman in Room 305.

Lin Xiang winked at Xia Bai with a grim expression and hurried back to Room 202.

Soon, Xia Bai and Yang Yi also came back.

Lin Xiang said anxiously: "Xia Bai! It's over! They might be using our hair to transfer the black magic. I saw someone enter Wei Jingyun's room!"

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet." Xia Bai said blankly, "We probably haven't lost our hair yet. We're still very young."

Lin Xiang: “?”

After saying that, Xia Bai looked at Lao Qian, at his thick long hair that was obviously not his own. He looked away after just one glance and looked at Yang Yi: "Xu Qingming, what about you? Did you pay attention to your hair when you went out this morning?"

Yang Yi's face looked a little gloomy.

Xia Bai sighed inwardly, feeling a little depressed. Even if he knew that this place was dangerous, he would probably not think of something as small as a hair. Most players would not think of checking if there was any hair left in the room when they woke up.

Vice President Yang, who has heard of countless games, may fall here.

This genius who is extremely suitable for scientific research, Yang Mei can't let go of her brother.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Yang Yi say with a sullen face: "The hair on your bed is not yours."

Xia Bai: “…”

Xia Bai's face was also dull and gloomy. "You stole my hair, you are still a thief."

Yang Yi: “…”

Lin Xiang was already confused, "No, what's going on?"

Xia Bai had a cold and stupid face, "I should have listened to the captain and been on guard against you. I was worried about you just now!"

When Xia Bai first knew Yang Yi's identity, he asked Ling Changye why Yang Yi came to the game. At that time, Ling Changye said that he might have come for Yang Mei and him.

Yang Yi felt that there was something wrong with him. He had wanted his blood for research before, but was rejected by the director. He was not willing to give up and followed him to play the game, but it was not convenient to take his blood, so he took the opportunity to take his hair. Presumably, for a researcher of Yang Yi's level, it would not be too difficult to use hair instead of blood for research.

Lin Xiang still didn't understand, so he asked Yang Yi: "Your hair wasn't stolen, was it?"

"No." Yang Yi said, "Although I don't know as much about black magic as Miss Qian, I am not so ignorant. I know that this kind of evil magic probably requires something from the human body. After I learned about the existence of black magic masters in the underworld, I have been more careful when I come here."

Lin Xiang looked at Xia Bai again: "Didn't you say you had no hair? Why do you say he stole your hair?"

Xia Bai said: "It's not our hair, I changed it."

Lin Xiang: "So, you also know that black magic requires something from a person, so you took precautions in advance?"

Xia Bai knew it, and he understood a little bit when he was doing the homework on Wugu Village, but it was not just this simple understanding that made him do this.

"You remember that Ma Xinjia cried out in pain last night, but there were no other tragic sounds. Then we guessed that he might have been transferred to a black magic. I thought that the cry of pain might be because Xiaoqi's boyfriend pulled his hair, or pricked him with a needle to draw blood, so I paid attention to it when I got up in the morning."

The method to pay attention to is to change his and Lin Xiang's hair with Qi Yan and Gu Quankun's when making the bed and tidying the sofa.

Lin Xiang: “…”

He thought it was a malicious game that he couldn't guard against at all, but he didn't expect that he was the only one who was not prepared?

No, there might be one more.

He asked, "Where is Wei Jingyun?"

Wei Jingyun didn't come back.

Yang Yi: "Is he looking for clues in any resident's house?"

Xia Bai: "Whether he is or not, we will find him soon."

Lao Qian said, "Don't worry. Even if what we said is true, it took more than three hours for Ma Xinjia to die after his hair was pulled."

Xia Bai didn't say, to be precise, it was only three hours since he fell from the building, and he might have been dead when he fell.

Lin Xiang immediately walked to the corridor and shouted Wei Jingyun's name loudly. No matter whether he was on the second, third, fourth or fifth floor, there was no response. Not only was there no response, no one responded at all. Even with such a loud noise, no one opened the door.

At the same time, Lao Qian’s little paper man also set out to look for it.

When they returned to the second floor and were about to knock on the doors one by one, the man in 204 next door opened the door and sneered, "Don't look for it anymore. Do you think you can survive in this cannibalistic apartment?"

Lin Xiang questioned: "Are you really trying to trick people into living in your apartment and remove the curse from them?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

Xia Bai asked: "You were wandering around the apartment building, were you looking for someone to transfer your black magic to? Who did you transfer your black magic to?"

The man spread his hands with a miserable expression, "Don't think so badly of me, I am also an innocent victim of black magic."

Xia Bai stared at him and suddenly asked, "Did your father, Lao Wang, cast a spell on you?"

The smile on the man's face froze.

Xia Bai thought of the peeping hole that existed on the wall of the underworld 202 but not in the world of the living 202. When he saw it, he wondered why Lao Wang had no habit of peeping when he was alive, but only developed it after his death.

When he knew there was a sorcerer here, he guessed that someone might have cast a spell on Lao Wang.

After testing Lao Wang's son, and thinking about the two neatly arranged beds in Lao Wang's room in the underworld, and the unfilial son who others said never looked at Lao Wang, Xia Bai understood everything.

Xia Bai: "Your father cast a spell on you, but he didn't mean to harm anyone. He just wanted you to come back and see him more often."

Although the room was so small, Lao Wang still insisted on putting two beds in it. He cleaned the room every day and made the beds neatly, just in the hope that his son would come back one day and spend a good night here.

But as the proprietress of Room 303 said, the so-called filial son never came back to see him.

His son doesn't come back to see him, but he still tells others that his son is filial to him. This is just like the saying goes, the more a person lacks something, the more he shows off. The showing off is just a lonely self-consolation for an old man.

He missed his son so much that when he learned that there was a powerful sorcerer, he went to find the sorcerer and asked his son to visit him more often.

The sorcerer cast a spell similar to the one that required him to see more.

Xia Bai: "You know you were cursed, and you also know that it can be transferred. I don't know why you didn't transfer it to someone else, but to your father who asked someone to cast it on you."

Naturally, he couldn't look at himself, so their heads shifted and from then on it became a father looking at his son.

No one knew what the son was up to, so he wandered around the apartment all day. Old Wang in the underworld kept following him and was driven out by the residents of the underworld. However, "seeing" was the content of his descent, so he had to see it, and thus he started to voyeurize.

He was not peeping at others, he was just looking at his own son.

As long as his son is in the apartment, he will always watch over his son, even if he is kicked out, scolded, or even beaten.

After being exposed by Xia Bai, Lao Wang's son no longer tried to hide the truth. He angrily said, "That old man didn't give me anything, and he still wants to drag me down! He has been stuck in this quagmire his whole life, and he still wants to pull me down!"

Wang Chuan's father was a worker in a textile factory. Originally, his family was not doing well. Although life was tight, he could still endure it until the textile factory went bankrupt.

His father was laid off and his family lost its source of income.

His mother asked his father to find a job, but he didn't look for one properly, so his mother ran away.

His father was depressed for half a year, watching them almost starve to death, and finally he found a job, but he couldn't keep any job for long, and often encountered bankruptcies and was unemployed.

He grew up in such an environment, without a mother and a useless father. He lived in this small, dark room. Every night he listened to the couple upstairs swearing at each other, the neighbor on the left beating the child, and the old man on the right beating him in his sleep.

I don’t eat well, I don’t dress well, and I’m gossiped about and looked down upon everywhere.

He had been thinking about escaping from here. This thought was the pillar that kept him going. He wanted to escape from this poor, dark, dirty apartment, and this useless and embarrassing father.

He finally left here.

He worked hard and his career improved a little in the big city. He also had a girlfriend who wanted to get married.

That time he came back to ask his father for money, wanting to settle down in a big city and build his own new warm and bright home. Not only did he not get much money, but something went wrong within two days of returning.

He actually returned to this apartment he hated. He just left and came back, left and came back again...

It wasn't until he got the call that he was about to be fired that he realized something was wrong.

Wang Chuan said angrily: "He actually cast a spell on me! I owe him this life, right? He wants to destroy me!"

From Wang Chuan’s expression at that moment, we can tell how angry he was.

He wanted to kill the old man.

However, he soon found out that black magic could be transferred, and he could not kill the person who asked someone to cast the magic on him because he had to see him often.

Who should we transfer this black magic to? To the beggars? To the bullies?

No, he thought of a better candidate.

Wang Chuan suddenly remembered that his father went after his mother two days after she left.

When he came back, he heard from the neighbors that his mother didn't want him anymore and had abandoned him. He returned home and found it was empty except for him.

The room that usually seemed crowded began to feel empty, with only him.

He realized that his father might have abandoned him and no one cared about him anymore.

He sat in the empty room for two days, until the moment his father opened the door and looked at him, he vaguely remembered that he cried.

But in the following six months, Dad was always depressed, as if he had forgotten his son. Even when he walked past him, he seemed not to see him.

Those were the most painful and loneliest two years of his life. It seemed as if he had no connection with the world.

This black magic needs to be transferred away, but not to his enemies and bad people, but to his father.

He was going to have his own bright and spacious home. He would never go back to this dilapidated, shabby apartment again, and naturally he didn't want to see his useless father who was still addicted here.

However, he realized that deep down, he still needed the connection behind him that would not disturb him, and his father's eyes on him.

He doesn't look at him, he wants to look at him.