Poison (Twenty)

"Use the formation from school again?" Yu Shu suggested.

Jiang Yu's expression changed from calm to a helpless smile: "I have such great ability, why would I delay it until today?"

Yu Shu nodded when he heard this, and after thinking for two or three seconds, his eyes fell on Zhao Jingyun: "Since you can be released, you must know more. Tell us in detail and we can work together to find a solution."

Zhao Jingyun opened her lips slightly and took a breath. After a pause, she slowly spoke, "I only found out about this thing in No. 6 Middle School by chance when I saw the things my parents left behind."

Not long after my sister passed away, my parents could not bear the blow, their health condition deteriorated, and they passed away one after another not long after.

Although her family was not wealthy at that time, they lived a warm and happy life with four of them. If she had not encountered those beasts in No. 6 Middle School, nothing would have happened and she could still be immersed in the warmth of home.

She hated those beasts in human form, so she tried her best to climb to the level of power in education.

But the world is not black and white, but a mixture of colorful grays. When she thought she could expose the crimes of scumbags from another dimension, she found that there were people in her circle who supported those beasts.

No wonder nothing has been revealed for so many years and not a single victim has come forward.

Since she couldn't find a way to speak out and couldn't get a fair and just judgment, she decided to take revenge on herself. Therefore, she made a careful plan, starting with changing the feng shui layout of the laboratory building, and gradually loosening the suppression of the poison.

But she didn't expect that the poison would cause such a mess that was difficult to clean up and then disappear without a trace.

"Even the method I taught Li Cheng was copied from it." Strictly speaking, she was not originally a qualified Taoist priest. She did not practice from childhood to adulthood like Jiang Yu. She just released the poison according to the instructions on her parents' relics.

As Jiang Yu listened to Zhao Jingyun speak, he unconsciously rubbed the small bumps on his fingers. He had thought Zhao Jingyun had been practicing Taoism for three to five years, but he didn't expect that she was learning and applying it immediately. Her talent was too good.

But the person who tied the bell must untie it. If she could get out, it would definitely not be as simple as copying the book.

Yu Shu saw it and quickly clapped his hands, then picked up the hand sanitizer on the table and sprayed it on his hands: "Be patient and don't touch it, otherwise it will infect other fingers."

Jiang Yu didn't get angry at letting Yu Shu wash his hands. He just smiled as he watched and said, "I know."

Zhao Jingyun narrowed her eyes and looked at the two of them curiously.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yu noticed Zhao Jingyun's gaze and began with a lazy, nasal voice: "I've come up with a solution."

Before leaving, Jiang Yu woke up several people who had fallen asleep and asked the school director's wife for a special pass.

To be on the safe side, Yu Shu called Zeng Zhiqiang and said, "Uncle Zeng, I'm so sorry. Jiang Yu and I need to go back to No. 6 Middle School. We're worried about causing trouble for the relevant police officers and causing inconvenience to their work, so we're letting you know in advance to apologize."

Yu Shu first lowered his posture and then tactfully reminded Zeng Zhiqiang. His original intention was actually to notify and report. If the police saw something, it would be difficult to explain.

Sure enough, when they arrived at No. 6 Middle School, the police officers had almost all left.

Jiang Yu went around to the place where he met the construction workers and drew talismans and set up an array.

Yu Shu had learned a lot and helped draw a few talismans. Although he wasn't as good as Jiang Yu, he had a special physique, and the talismans he drew were even more spiritual than Jiang Yu's.

Zhao Jingyun had seen it in her parents' notebook and could recognize it as a soul-summoning formation.

She didn't ask what to do, she just joined in naturally.

Soft white light emerged from the lines of the magic circle, and the construction workers appeared again.

They cannot be allowed to reincarnate before their bones are dug out. Previously, Jiang Yu just let them return to the ground again.

However, the team leader paid no attention to them at all, thinking that they were still applying for temporary jobs, and mechanically repeated the lines and actions of the previous scene.

"You look quite strong, but how come you come back to work at the construction site when you look so clean?" The team leader looked at Jiang Yu and Yu Shu, and seeing that they had no safety measures, he took out two safety helmets from somewhere and stuffed them into their hands.

Yu Shu was slightly stunned. Hearing these words again gave him a sense of time travel.

He knew it clearly but was powerless to do anything. The construction workers were also victims, trapped in the same day for who knows how many years.

However, when the team leader's gaze fell on Zhao Jingyun's face, it paused as if in slow motion.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands dejectedly, his mouth corners twitching in sadness and helplessness.

"Mr. Zhao's descendants?" He knew that he and his coworkers were dead, and their few memories were of their work and a vague memory of Mr. Zhao. Because Mr. Zhao had promised them that he would apologize to their families on their behalf.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ever since he learned that the strange things happening at No. 6 Middle School were related to poison, he had always felt something was amiss. After all, he lived not far from No. 6 Middle School and often passed by it.

If one really wanted to suppress a creature as full of resentment and violence as the poison, there would be only one reason why he couldn't find it, and that was that the person who suppressed it deliberately added an extra layer of magic circle as a safety bolt.

Only the person who made it knows how to unlock the safety pin.

So he bet that Zhao Jingyun was the descendant of the tall northern man from that year.

Not surprisingly, he guessed right.

Zhao Jingyun frowned slightly: "What descendants of Mr. Zhao?"

The young leader's eyes gradually cleared: "You are the descendant of Mr. Zhao. I remember him, and I remember you too. It was you who released Him, so we are here."

"But...how long have we been dead?" the worker's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Zhao Jingyun's expression froze. She had heard rumors about the establishment of No. 6 Middle School and thought about the causes and consequences, but she didn't expect such an ironic thing to happen to her.

The person who helped to quell the strange things in No. 6 Middle School turned out to be her ancestor. Many years later, her sister died because of the wolf-in-sheep's clothing teacher in No. 6 Middle School. The rescuer planted the roots of goodness, but brought about evil results.

What is going on in this world?

Jiang Yu quietly approached Zhao Jingyun: "Sorry for the offense, please bear with it." The construction workers saw that Zhao Jingyun could remember Mr. Zhao, so the blood of the descendants of the suppressors would probably evoke more memories.

After saying that, Jiang Yu pricked her finger with a silver needle, then pinched her finger and quickly sprinkled the blood beads on the ghosts of several construction workers.

Before Zhao Jingyun had time to react or reply, Jiang Yu had finished it in the blink of an eye.

A faint red light briefly appeared and then quickly receded, as if it had never appeared, but the expression of the translucent construction worker gradually became solemn.

The construction workers all took off their safety helmets, bowed 90 degrees to Zhao Jingyun, and said solemnly: "Thank you." They thanked Zhao Jingyun's blood for nourishing their lost memories.

Zhao Jingyun's expression froze. She turned her gaze towards Jiang Yu and Yu Shu, her eyelids twitching. She couldn't bear the weight of this gratitude that transcended time and space. She had released the poison out of retaliation, doing nothing for these construction workers.

"He's missing. He was in the school before." The young team leader looked straight ahead. He couldn't remember Jiang Yu and Yu Shu, but he had no reason to believe that Zhao Jingyun could solve the problem again.

Zhao Jingyun put away her surprise and stiffness. She knew that Jiang Yu had already made a basic decision when he decided to come here. All she needed to do was to assist him and find clues.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down and said calmly, "Then do you know where he went?"

The team leader shook his head dejectedly: "We don't know where he went, but..."

“But He has never been bad.”

Not bad? How could it not be bad? It killed so many construction workers.

But the one who can be said to be not bad is precisely the original victim.

Jiang Yu followed up the conversation and nodded slightly: "I know."

He asked many local grandfathers and grandmothers, and discerned key information from the rumors, some true and some false. The person who built this school was a wealthy family at the time. They did business with foreigners together with their business partners. However, the partners who had close contacts with his family met with accidents one after another, and the second son of the family became an idiot.

So it was decided to build a school.

The reason for building the school is very simple. They received guidance from a half-immortal and used the rich and fragrant breath of living people to wash away the resentment and anger of those who died tragically in order to preserve the family's power and the continuation of the bloodline.

They wouldn't have seen the cruel scenes of nearly a century ago through the firelight for no reason. The identity of the victims and the perpetrators was self-evident.

I guess what they saw was just the tip of the iceberg. As for the worst scene, poison will definitely not show it to them.

Even a ghost would not want to show the worst and most embarrassing scene of his life to others without reservation.

The team leader's eyes flickered, and his gaze shifted to Jiang Yu's face. He frowned slightly, and after thinking for several seconds, he said, "Maybe many people think that it was He who killed us, but in fact, it was He who protected us."

"Our deaths were all a trap set by Party A. The so-called half-immortal said that the quickest way to restore their children to normal was to sacrifice a living person. Our accidents were all traps they had planned from the beginning."

"It was He who protected us... That way we didn't become mere objects after death, and that we never had to endure the pain of wandering ghosts, exposed to the sun and rain, or pierced by arrows."

The young boy next to the team leader nodded frequently, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, and he never bothers innocent people."

Yu Shu opened his lips slightly and took a breath of cold air, his eyes filled with a thick luster called surprise.

Jiang Yu's face was calm, and he was not at all surprised by the truth.

In fact, it was obvious from the beginning that the target of the poison was the evil teachers and the students who bullied others in school to satisfy their own selfish desires. He never hurt anyone else.

As for Zhao Jingyun's ancestors, they probably realized the truth only after becoming accomplices, otherwise how could they die early in every generation?

Because Jiang Yu also found out that the man who suppressed and sealed the poison died unexpectedly a few years later. Before he died, he guessed that he would become a burial object, and wanted to change the fate of his descendants, so he left behind those magic array appendices and secret techniques.

But who could have expected that this would be a huge cycle. Many years later, the descendants of the kind-hearted people who were framed by them turned the tables on the mastermind.

"But he didn't go far, he will be back." The team leader said, "He still has some unfinished business here."

"What's the matter?" Yu Shu asked anxiously.

"Let those who perpetrated the violence pay the price."

Jiang Yu was lost in thought, about to say something, when his cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting his train of thought.

"Brother Jiang! Something happened! Someone jumped off the building!!"

Jiang Yu didn't turn on the hands-free mode, but Liu Xu's panicked shouts were so loud that everyone could hear them clearly.

"Who?" Jiang Yu asked calmly.

"Mrs. of the school director."