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◎"New Friend" + Death Curse◎
Hearing this familiar voice, Qi Qiao suddenly felt unable to move, as if all the painful memories from before came flooding back at once.
Aunt Liu also frowned slightly. She and Qi Qiao had been here several times before, but they had never encountered a similar situation. What was the reason this time?
Jiang Chuxu didn't think too much about it, and didn't even feel fear. She didn't look back, but her left hand grabbed back like lightning.
"ah!"
The sharp screams of children brought the people present and the audience in the live broadcast room back to their senses.
As the camera shook, the audience could only see Jiang Chuxu casually reaching out his hand to the side, and then a ghost struggling violently appeared in his hand.
The ghost looked like a small beast held by an invisible force, and kept making noises from its mouth.
[Catching ghosts with bare hands?! ]
[Anchor, how do you do your hands?]
[Shouldn't you burn incense and bathe with peach wood sword talisman paper before catching ghosts?]
[Children please don’t learn this]
Jiang Chuxu brought the ghost in his hand to his eyes with an expressionless face. The little ghost kept twisting, and only then did Qi Qiao dare to take a closer look.
Floral skirt...?
Qi Qiao was stunned for a moment. This was the terrifying C in her memory. Why was she still here? Was she really trying to kill her together with that little boy?
Only then did she finally ask the question she wanted to ask when she first saw C turned into a ghost as a child.
"Jun Hui, why?"
Why was she with that little boy, and why did she keep scaring her?
The huge fear and confusion that had accumulated for more than ten years almost suffocated her.
The rotting ghost of Yang Junhui twisted in vain in Jiang Chuxu's hands. Its intact eye stared straight in the direction of Qi Qiao, its gray pupil unfocused.
She did not answer Qi Qiao's question, but just grinned with her rotten mouth and let out a teeth-grinding "hehe" laugh.
Jiang Chuxu looked down at the little ghost in his hand. There was no blood in the ghost, so it probably had never killed anyone.
But this little kid didn't say anything, just kept laughing, and his laughter was really annoying.
"Speak." Jiang Chuxu's voice was not loud, and it could be said that he had no emotion, but the fingers that were pinching the ghost tightened slightly.
Yang Junhui's laughter instantly turned into a scream of pain, and the rotten half of her face was twitching.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!" Tears instantly welled up in her intact eye, and blood and tears left dirty marks on her pale little face.
The cry was shrill and aggrieved, with a child's innocence, but it was extremely creepy because of the ghostly voice.
[Help, stop crying, I'm scared]
[The child crying just now was made by her! ]
[Even though she is a ghost, she cries so miserably]
[Wake up, she was trying to hurt someone just now]
Yang Junhui opened her mouth, but no words came out. When she opened her mouth, she either cried or laughed, and her tears and blood flowed even more violently. Her eyes were filled with pain and confusion of being manipulated.
Jiang Chuxu looked up and saw the gate of the chemical workshop opposite him.
A, who was hiding inside, met Jiang Chuxu's eyes. He was obviously very confident that he would not be discovered, but when he met those eyes, he suddenly felt that it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
"She's locked up," Aunt Liu whispered, her brow furrowed. "A has a deep control over her. He's sealed her mouth."
Jiang Chuxu didn't try to force the question anymore, because she knew that she wouldn't get anything out of it.
She closed her eyes and continued to sense Yang Junhui's memories, and her hand holding Yang Junhui became the connection between them.
At a certain moment, some images suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Chuxu's eyes.
The first thing I felt was a biting cold, followed by a woman's shrill scream, a man's roar, and a cough caused by choking on water.
In the chaotic perspective, a woman tried desperately to lift Yang Junhui to the surface of the water. Yang Junhui looked down and saw a blurry boy's face under the water. He was grinning silently, with his eyes full of malice and excitement.
The boy under the water suddenly grabbed the woman's ankle and pulled her down with all her might. The woman gradually became unable to struggle and continued to sink. Yang Junhui was also swept down by the current. She could only stretch out her hands in vain, and her consciousness became increasingly blurred.
When she woke up again, her body felt light and she was alone. No, there was also the figure of the boy she had seen underwater before.
The boy smiled and said, "You are my new friend! Be good and play with me all the time."
New friends.
Yang Junhui's consciousness was filled with the pain of drowning, the despair of being manipulated, and a weak but tenacious struggle.
Although Jiang Chuxu's face remained expressionless, the fingers that were pinching Yang Junhui's ghost loosened their grip slightly, almost imperceptibly.
She raised her eyes, and her gaze once again accurately penetrated the layers of abandoned machines and brick walls, finally landing on a shadow.
The eyes in the shadow disappeared instantly, like a frightened poisonous snake retreating into its lair.
But the surrounding Yin energy suddenly became active. Xiao Hei on Jiang Chuxu's shoulder suddenly meowed, staring at the Yin energy in the center and snoring at the same time.
Aunt Liu also sensed the sudden intensification of the malevolent aura. Her expression changed, and she immediately protected the still dazed Qi Qiao behind her, looking warily into the depths of the workshop: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, that A..."
"Well, he knows I'm watching."
Jiang Chuxu looked down at the ghost in his hand that was no longer struggling, and Yang Junhui shed tears silently.
No wonder Yang Junhui can still exist, because she was only indirectly killed by A, so she would not become a ghost's minions, but Yang Junhui's parents both became A's nourishment.
Yang Junhui has been trapped by A's side and is forced to play the game of playing good friends with the ghost who killed her family.
"You killed the three members of the Shuiku family." Jiang Chuxu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard. He was talking to both Yang Junhui and A who was hiding in the dark.
"You manipulated Yang Junhui's soul and turned her into your tool to intimidate and kill Qi Qiao."
She cast her gaze once again into the depths of the shadows. "The 'friends' you desire are merely slaves for you to manipulate and alleviate your twisted loneliness. If you can't have them, you'll destroy them. Yang Junhui is helping you because you've caused her to endure torture worse than death, not because she considers you a friend."
Hearing this, Yang Junhui could only shed tears, she couldn't even nod in agreement.
Qi Qiao also looked at Yang Junhui in surprise. She was controlled by A?
There was a dead silence deep in the workshop, but the endless air was like a volcano about to erupt, and the air became increasingly oppressive.
"I didn't!" A sharp child's voice filled with anger of having its lie exposed and a hint of imperceptible panic suddenly sounded from all directions. It was A's voice.
"She fell down by herself. Jun Hui volunteered to help me. We are good friends. You are talking nonsense! You took her away, you bad person!"
"Voluntary?" Jiang Chuxu sneered with cold sarcasm.
She ignored A's roar and looked at Yang Junhui: "You have suffered enough."
Yang Junhui looked at her blankly.
Jiang Chuxu looked at Qi Qiao again after she finished speaking and asked, "How do you want to deal with this?"
Although Yang Junhui was manipulated, some of Qi Qiao's pain was indeed caused by her, so it still depends on Qi Qiao what to do.
Qi Qiao looked at her childhood friend. She knew very well that the source of her pain was not Yang Junhui, but the hidden A. So she said, "I hope she can have another life."
This meant letting Yang Junhui go, and Jiang Chuxu understood.
"Your suffering ends here."
Yang Junhui turned her gaze to Qi Qiao, her tears flowed faster, her little lips trembled, as if she wanted to say "I'm sorry" which was more than ten years late.
In the end, all those words turned into a look filled with endless guilt and relief, and her figure became fainter and fainter until it was completely transparent.
The last few wisps of yin energy with a fishy smell were also purified with her complete disappearance, leaving no trace.
The huge rock that had been weighing on Qi Qiao's heart for more than a decade seemed to have been removed, leaving behind a huge void and exhaustion.
Her legs went limp, and it was only thanks to Aunt Liu's timely support that she was able to hold them up.
"Why did you betray me?!" The child's voice rang out again, and the windows of the entire park seemed to be buzzing and vibrating.
[It's so scary]
[This ghost is really powerful]
[It feels much better than the previous one]
[But I still think the anchor is the best]
A roared crazily, his tone filled with resentment. "You were supposed to be my good friend! I wanted to be friends with you the first time we met, but you always wanted to run away. It's all because of her!"
He obviously took his anger out on Qi Qiao for Yang Junhui's relief.
"She secretly helped you. If she hadn't deliberately let you go that time, you would have stayed with me forever. This day wouldn't have happened, and I wouldn't have found this bad guy!"
The air around them suddenly dropped to freezing point, and a short, blurry figure appeared in the darkness, with only the whites of its eyes left staring at Qi Qiao.
Qi Qiao felt a chill run down her spine from the gaze, but this time, anger overcame her fear. She summoned all her strength and screamed into the darkness.
"Why?! What on earth did I do to provoke you? You wanted to kill me the first time we met!"
"Because I want to be friends with you!" A's voice was righteous and full of childish innocence and cruelty.
"Someone once told me that as long as my friends die, they'll always play with me! They'll never leave! The first time I pushed you down from the roof of the workshop, seeing you bleeding, I suddenly felt reluctant to let you go."
"I thought, maybe I can have fun while I'm alive? But you never came here again! I couldn't find you! I could only ask Jun Hui to find you, scare you, and lure you back, but she always failed to do it. She let you go! She betrayed me because of you. She is not my good friend!"
What a twisted view of friendship!
[A dead friend is a good friend? What kind of evil cartoons did this ghost watch in his lifetime?]
[I give full marks to this logic, it directly explodes my worldview]
So that ghost was actually secretly letting me in the water the whole time? I wrongly accused her.
[Don't cry, it's a good thing that she is freed]
"Who told you?" Jiang Chuxu's voice penetrated A's crazy roar, and the point she focused on was very strange.
The turbulent yin energy in the air suddenly stagnated. A seemed to have not expected her to ask this question.
"Who?" There was a hint of confusion in A's voice, which was then replaced by deeper paranoia.
"I don't remember, but someone did say it! Before I died, he said that as long as I found friends who were willing to play with me and let them die, they would be mine forever! He was right. After Jun Hui died, she never left me again until you showed up!"
His hatred was once again directed at Jiang Chuxu.
Jiang Chuxu ignored A's strange remarks and quietly began to connect with A.
She will hit A hard later, so we might as well take this opportunity to see who killed A.
A actually felt a slight stinging in his body, but he just thought it was caused by his excessive anger.
Jiang Chuxu didn't say anything, and A didn't care either. Instead, he kept muttering to himself, as if Yang Junhui's disappearance had a significant impact on him.
After a moment, Jiang Chuxu suddenly spoke: "You must have been murdered and hung on that wall. Do you want to know who it was?"
The figure in the darkness shook violently, and for the first time, those pale eyes showed drastic emotional fluctuations.
It was not anger, but fear. He was afraid of the person who killed him and the painful memories of his life.
"I don't want to know!" A screamed, the sound getting louder and louder, and everything around seemed to be affected.
"Forgetting something means it was painful. Why should I recall painful things?" His voice was filled with tears, like a truly frightened child, but was then covered with deeper resentment. "It's good now. I have friends, and I will find more friends! Qi Qiao, you become my new friend. I will definitely not be soft-hearted this time!"
"What a shame," Jiang Chuxu shook his head, no regret in his voice. "You've repeatedly attacked Qi Qiao directly. Even if she dies, she won't become a ghost. She will only become a source of resentment that feeds you. You indirectly killed Yang Junhui, so you can still control her soul. But Qi Qiao, you can't."
A's figure froze in the darkness. He muttered to himself, "No wonder, no wonder those new friends disappeared so quickly. I thought they didn't like playing with me."
His voice was filled with confusion and anger at being deceived: "That guy lied to me?!"
"It's okay, I want you to be my friend now!"
As he spoke, A stared at Jiang Chuxu. Compared to those friends who were actually afraid of him, he would rather have someone who was not afraid of him.
Of course, he didn't want to let Qi Qiao go either.
"Okay." Jiang Chuxu was not interested in listening to his confusion anymore. "Your game is over."
"No! No!" A let out a desperate scream and pounced towards Jiang Chuxu and the other two.
Countless children's arms formed from resentment stretched out from the darkness, grabbing at the three people with shrill cries.
【I have intensive phobia】
[Is this ghost really that powerful? ]
【Anchor Beware】
Xiao Hei, who was squatting on Jiang Chuxu's shoulder, suddenly shot out. Its speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye. It rushed straight to the face of A, which was distorted by rage, in the center of the darkness.
Xiao Hei's sharp claws flashed with a strange glow, as if they could directly tear apart the Yin Qi. Just as he was about to scratch A's face, A's figure twisted strangely at the last moment.
Just like the reflection in the water being shattered by a stone, it blurred and shifted in an instant, narrowly avoiding Xiao Hei's attack.
Aunt Liu looked at Jiang Chuxu anxiously: "Don't you need help?"
Jiang Chuxu shook his head. Xiao Hei could deal with the ghost, but it would just take a little longer than usual.
"Quite quick reaction." Jiang Chuxu stood in place, her voice still clear amidst the wailing. She watched A avoid Xiao Hei, without any surprise in her eyes.
A dodged the attack and seemed to be startled by Xiao Hei's sudden outburst and speed, but he was soon overwhelmed by greater anger.
He suddenly grabbed towards Xiao Hei with both hands, and the negative energy in his body continued to flow towards Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei was not afraid at all. His small body burst out with amazing strength. Only a black afterimage could be seen dodging in the narrow space.
Every time the sharp claws were swung, white smoke was raised, accurately tearing apart the ghost hands that pounced in front of him. The torn ghost hands turned into black smoke and dissipated, but more ghost hands continued to emerge from the darkness behind A, one after another.
The situation was at a stalemate for a moment.
Qi Qiao stood beside Aunt Liu. She watched Xiao Hei moving through the group of ghost hands. Her heart was in her throat and her nails dug deep into her palms.
At this moment, A's pale eyes suddenly turned to the protected Qi Qiao.
Qi Qiao! "A's voice cut through the chaos. "You can't get away! You will always be my friend!"
He gave up most of the ghost hands that were fighting with Xiao Hei, and the remaining ghost hands were still restraining Xiao Hei, while he and several new huge ghost hands suddenly pounced towards Qi Qiao like an arrow.
"Not good." Aunt Liu was about to call her own guardian deity, but Jiang Chuxu in front of her suddenly moved.
She threw the necklace in her hand. The necklace was just an ordinary necklace, but because she was using it, it had different abilities from others.
The necklace flew out of his hand, and a trace of surprise flashed in A's pale eyes, which was then replaced by deeper rage. He slammed into the seemingly fragile necklace.
But A felt as if he had crashed into a soft wall, and all his attacks seemed to be absorbed.
He felt very comfortable, as if he had never been so happy since he became a ghost. A knew very well that his current state was not right, but he did not want to go back and experience the pain again.
After a while, the audience could only see A's figure seemed to disappear, but it was not like what happened to Yang Junhui just now.
A seems to be leaving completely, with no chance of reincarnation.
The suffocating coldness in the workshop receded in an instant, and the thick layer of haze overhead also dissipated a little, allowing a few rays of real morning light to leak through.
The cold feeling that had been lingering over Qi Qiao and almost merged with her suddenly eased. She gasped for breath, with an expression of being at a loss as if she had survived a disaster.
[It ended so quickly, I didn’t even realize it]
[So that naughty kid is gone? ]
[I suspect that if it wasn't for us to see, the anchor would have solved it faster]
Jiang Chuxu raised his hand to catch the fallen necklace and put it back into his pocket. At the same time, his shoulders sank. Xiao Hei had jumped back without him noticing and was licking his paw lazily.
"He's scared to death." Jiang Chuxu didn't ask Qi Qiao this time, because A not only harmed Qi Qiao, but also many of his so-called "new friends".
Those people didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated, but instead turned into his nutrients. No matter what, A would never have another chance.
Qi Qiao stared blankly at the shadow where A disappeared. The source of nightmares for more than ten years disappeared just like that?
There was no ecstasy as imagined, only a huge tiredness and emptiness.
"Thank you..." Her voice was hoarse and she couldn't say any more.
Jiang Chuxu did not respond to the thanks. She took the phone that Qi Qiao handed over, said a few words and ended the live broadcast.
"Let's go, go back first."
Jiang Chuxu got in the car, her fingers swiping quickly on her mobile phone. About half an hour later, a portrait drawn with the system's built-in drawing software appeared on the screen.
It was the face of a middle-aged man with a square chin, triangular eyes, high brow bones, an obvious old scar at the end of his left eyebrow, and a mean and sinister look in his eyes.
Jiang Chuxu sent the picture to Lu Changan with a text message attached.
[Jiang Chuxu]: Fengen City abandoned industrial zone old case, the murderer who killed that child, you can check
In less than two minutes, Lu Changan called directly.
Lu Changan's voice was filled with a hint of disbelief and urgency. "The man in the portrait you just sent, Sun Debiao, was sentenced to fifteen years in prison in Xijiang Prison four years ago for an extremely serious child abuse case. The victim was a seven-year-old boy."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, as if he was looking for information.
"That case happened in the old town of Feng'en City, not too far from the industrial zone you mentioned. The evidence was very complete at the time. He abused the son of his co-worker and harbored a grudge over a trivial matter."
From Lu Changan's side, there came the rustling sound of the pen tip quickly sliding across the paper.
"I'll ask the criminal police in Feng'en City to retrieve all of Sun Debiao's case files, focusing on his whereabouts from more than a decade ago and whether there are other undiscovered victims. However, the industrial area has been abandoned for too long, and the evidence at the scene is probably long gone. Moreover, A has already..."
He paused and didn't say the words "soul-tossed".
"I know." Jiang Chuxu said calmly, "I didn't expect you to catch him with this."
"So what do you mean?"
"As long as he's in jail, that's all that matters," Jiang Chuxu said. "Don't worry about the rest."
"Send a small gift to Sun Debiao in prison."
It is true that A is a bad guy, but the person who killed him must also pay the price. It's a tit-for-tat. If there is no retribution in this life, then she will do it.
Jiang Chuxu put away his phone. It would not be enough to scare these people for just one day. He would have to scare them for several days. After all, he had killed people, but he himself was still alive and well. How could that be acceptable?
I hope Sun Debiao will be surprised when he receives the "gift".
Sun Debiao, who was in prison, had no idea that three ghosts were flying towards him, and some of them were determined to scare him to death.
Jiang Chuxu and his friends' car soon drove into the city. Qi Qiao's condition had improved a lot, and she thanked them again solemnly.
Jiang Chuxu had no intention of staying here any longer, so Aunt Liu booked her a flight back home in the evening, but it was a pity that Xiao Hei had to stay in the airline box for a while.
After returning home, Jiang Chuxu had a sound sleep and did not wake up until around nine o'clock the next morning.
She woke up and subconsciously glanced at the work group. There were no new tasks in the group and it was quiet.
The rewards for the two tasks she completed last time also arrived. Each task was two million, plus a special bonus, which made five million after tax. Naturally, this money would be used to pay off debts.
The money that Aunt Liu transferred to her seemed to have not arrived yet. Aunt Liu also gave her two million, and after tax, the pressure was relieved a lot.
Since there was no task, Jiang Chuxu of course had to broadcast live and try to connect all the people in the queue as soon as possible.
The next one was "The Sound of Waves Still Remains". This person was in the live broadcast room and the connection was connected with just one shout.
The picture shows a man with sunken eye sockets and a pale-gray face. He is huddled in a chair, as if he feels safe this way.
"Help me, host! My name is Wu Tao. This all started when my sister Xiaoxue died in a car accident three months ago!" His voice was hoarse and trembling.
"After Xiaoxue left, my house felt like it was cursed!"
"First, the golden retriever I'd raised for ten years fell to its death for no apparent reason! Then my mom died of a heart attack on the seventh day after Xiaoxue's death! Then my dad died."
Wu Tao took a gulp of beer and continued, "He was just going downstairs to throw away the trash when he suddenly fell and hit the back of his head on the edge of the flower bed. On the spot... Sigh."
"That's not the scariest thing!" Wu Tao's voice was filled with tears. "Someone knocked on my bedroom door last night! I didn't dare open it, but a piece of paper was stuffed through the crack! It was written in Xiaoxue's handwriting, and it said 'Brother, open the door, I'm back'."
He slumped in his chair and muttered, "It's back and it's going to take me away. I can't escape it."
【Death curse?】
[Ah? Something happened to the whole family]
Perhaps to confirm his words, a very clear knocking sound suddenly came from his side.
Knock, knock, knock.
But strangely, it didn't sound like a knock on the door.
It sounded more like... someone was knocking on the bed boards under it.
【Author’s words】
[Dog head holding a rose] No wonder there is no setting. Sorry I am late [Please][Please]
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