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◎Death Curse+Demon Possession◎
This voice isn't right...
It doesn't sound like knocking on the door, but rather knocking on the bed?
[Under the bed? Is there something under his bed?]
Wu Tao suddenly turned his head and looked at the closed bedroom door, trembling all over: "Here it comes again, here it comes again, it's right outside!"
Perhaps because there was no response for a long time, the knocking sounds gradually became rapid and powerful, and the dull sound of "dong dong dong" made people's hearts numb.
Wu Tao huddled in his chair, his hands tightly covering his ears, his face pale as paper. "Stop knocking, please, Xiaoxue. I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
Jiang Chuxu didn't say anything. His eyes fell on the wall behind Wu Tao, then slowly moved to the chair under him, and finally stopped on the bed behind him.
"Anchor, it has been like this for the past few days, I..." Before he could finish his words, the knocking sound stopped without warning.
The room was dead silent, with only Wu Tao's rapid breathing as the sound could be heard.
He waited for more than ten seconds, and when he heard no more sound, he dared to slowly put down his hands that were covering his ears, and glanced at the door in horror.
"Gone... gone?" His lips trembled, and a trace of luck that he had survived the disaster appeared on his face.
He seemed to remember something and hurriedly pulled something out from the collar of his dirty T-shirt.
It was a rectangular pendant tied with a dark red rope. The material seemed to be some kind of gray-white bone, and it was engraved with a not-so-familiar "Buddha statue", which exuded an ominous aura.
Wu Tao clenched the object tightly in his palm, then placed it against his forehead, muttering incoherently, "It works! The amulet the master gave me really works! It blocked it back."
Just as he finished speaking, a new voice suddenly rang out.
Tap, tap, tap.
This time the sound was muffled and had a slight echo, like a hard object hitting a hollow wooden board. The source of the sound was very close, seemingly right behind Wu Tao, against the wall.
However, Wu Tao seemed to have not heard the strange noise so close to him at all, or rather, the sound he heard was not from the same place as the audience and Jiang Chuxu.
His bloodshot eyes stared at the closed bedroom door, and his body trembled like a leaf in the wind.
【???】
What is this time?
Sounds like knocking on the closet door
[I'm so anxious! Is he deaf?]
[Wardrobe! It's the wardrobe that's making the noise, bro]
[Did the amulet make him stupid?]
Is there something wrong with this amulet? Definitely.
Wu Tao didn't pay attention to the barrage, so he didn't know that everyone in the barrage was saying that the sound came from the wardrobe.
He gripped the amulet tightly, and the words engraved on it seemed even more gloomy.
Suddenly, the knocking sound on the wardrobe became very heavy, and the thin cabinet door trembled violently, as if it would be knocked open by the things inside in the next second.
Wu Tao was frightened out of his wits by the sudden intensification of the "knocking on the door". He screamed, slipped off the chair, and fell to the ground in a mess.
He kept moving backwards, his back pressed against the cold wall, as if the motionless bedroom door was the real monster.
"It's coming in, it's angry! Master, Master, help me!" He spoke incoherently, his face covered with snot and tears.
As he spoke, he pressed the amulet tightly against his chest, as if he was grasping at his last straw.
He really can't hear the wardrobe noise.
[What the hell is this?!]
At the moment when Wu Tao was crying out in despair, a teeth-grinding sound of wood rubbing against each other was heard, clearly drowning out his hysterical voice.
The voice came from behind him.
Wu Tao's crying seemed to stop abruptly as if his neck was strangled.
It’s not a door?
His eyes suddenly widened in horror, and his pupils contracted sharply due to extreme fear.
Wu Tao twisted his neck stiffly and looked towards the source of the sound, which was the wardrobe that he had completely ignored.
The cabinet door slowly opened a crack, and wisps of dark energy seeped out from inside, carrying with it a smell of decay. The smell instantly filled the entire room.
Wu Tao's breathing completely stopped and his mind went blank.
He forgot to cry and the Buddha amulet in his hand. He stared at the increasingly widening gap as if he was frozen.
The cabinet door slowly opened as wide as it could go. It was empty inside, with only a few worn clothes hanging on it. However, the cold and gloomy atmosphere was extremely strong.
Then, a pale, swollen hand slowly stretched out from the bottom of the cabinet, with its five fingers spread out, the gaps between its nails filled with dark brown dirt, and a few scratches and bruises on its knuckles. The hand grabbed the edge of the cabinet bottom.
Immediately afterwards, a head rose from the shadows, her messy black hair covering most of her face, revealing only a pale chin and bloodless lips. Her head was tilted in an extremely unnatural posture, as if her neck could not support its weight.
“Hehe…”
A gasping sound like a blood clot stuck in the throat came from behind the black hair.
The pale figure, as if pulled by an invisible string, began to move out from the bottom of the narrow cabinet little by little.
The movements were stiff and slow, with a sense of weakness like a dying struggle. First the shoulders, then the upper body, and finally the whole body slid to the floor in an extremely awkward posture.
She slumped on the floor, her back against the open closet door, her messy black hair hanging down, but still covering her face.
She was wearing a washed-out school uniform. There was a large patch of blood on her chest that had long since dried and turned black. A hole could be vaguely seen in the center of the blood. The shoulders and elbows of the uniform were also covered with dust and dark brown stains.
The room was eerily quiet, with only the difficult and intermittent "ho ho" breathing sounds, like an old bellows.
Wu Tao collapsed in the corner, his mouth open but no words coming out. His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. Fear had deprived him of the ability to make any sound.
[This way of appearing... I'm gone]
[I feel like I'm suffocating! Help!]
The figure slumped on the ground suddenly moved.
She struggled to support herself on the cold floor with her scraped hands, as if trying to stand up.
The messy black hair slid to the sides as she moved, finally revealing the covered face, which was a young but lifeless face.
There was a noticeable purple bruise on her forehead with a clotted blood scab around the edge, and her hair was stuck together in clumps, clinging to her scalp.
Her eyes were fixed on Wu Tao who was squatting in the corner, and her mouth suddenly opened wide, looking very scary.
"Brother," a hoarse voice came out from those gray lips, "I'm back... open the door."
The extreme fear finally broke through the blockade of his throat, and Wu Tao let out a shrill scream, kicking wildly in the corner of the wall.
"Don't come over, don't come over, go away! Master, help me, the amulet, the amulet protects me!"
He seemed to have grasped the last straw, desperately raised the Buddha amulet in front of him, and waved it wildly in the direction of Xiaoxue: "Stop her, stop her quickly, the master said you can stop her!"
Suddenly, Wu Tao seemed to remember something. He turned his head and looked at the camera: "Host, you must get her! You can definitely get her! Isn't it your job to get rid of ghosts? I've already spent money, you must save me!"
Xiaoxue slowly approached, dragging her obviously unnatural broken leg. Hearing this, she glanced at the mobile phone Wu Tao had placed on the table, her eyes dead.
She looked at the phone and said, "Do you want to help him?"
Jiang Chuxu shook her head, turned to look at Xiaoxue and said, "I can help you break the ghost marriage, do you need it? Although I won't help him, your sins of killing are too heavy, and it may have a bad impact on you."
As soon as Xiaoxue appeared, Jiang Chuxu noticed something abnormal about her, and she also had some guesses in her mind.
Xiaoxue sneered. Bad influence?
What did it matter, she just wanted them to pay.
As for dissolving the ghost marriage, let's wait until Wu Tao is dealt with.
Xiaoxue was happy, but Wu Tao was furious when he heard this. He cursed, "I found you here, why are you helping her? How can you help her? What kind of master are you? I think you were just acting like a master before, pretending to be a master! In fact, you don't have any skills at all."
On the one hand, he felt that Jiang Chuxu was really playing tricks, and on the other hand, he wanted to use provocation to get Jiang Chuxu to help him.
But not only did Jiang Chuxu turn a blind eye to his behavior, the other audience members also trusted Jiang Chuxu unconditionally, thinking that there must be a reason why she didn't help.
[Exasperated]
Instead of provoking others, think about what you have done.
[Just now I was there. I was wrong. I was wrong.]
Xiaoxue sneered a few times and said sarcastically, "You are still like this."
As she spoke, she moved towards Wu Tao. Wu Tao seemed to muster up some courage and felt that Xiaoxue posed no threat at all, so he threw the Buddha amulet in his hand towards Xiaoxue.
The Buddha amulet brushed past Xiaoxue and had no effect on her. However, Jiang Chuxu took another closer look and felt that her feeling was correct. This thing must be related to the K organization.
So she asked, "Where did this amulet come from?"
Wu Tao didn't know what was wrong with him, and subconsciously answered: "A master came to my house and gave it to me a few days ago."
The master said that he felt the negative energy here was very heavy, so he came to visit. Now Wu Tao looked like he was being retaliated by a ghost. The master said he could help, so he gave him this Buddha amulet.
After having this Buddha amulet, he did feel a lot safer. In addition, the master explained the situation accurately and did not ask him for money, so he believed that he was a real master.
Jiang Chuxu pondered, if it was the K organization, then the target was definitely not Wu Tao. It was probably Xiaoxue who the K organization really wanted.
Just as she was thinking, Xiaoxue didn't give Wu Tao any more chances. She stretched out her hand suddenly, ignoring the distance in space, and appeared directly in front of Wu Tao!
His throat was instantly strangled, and all his subsequent pleas for mercy and provocations were cut off in his trachea.
Wu Tao's eyes bulged out, his hands tried in vain to grab the invisible ghost claw, his legs kicked wildly on the ground, and the pain of suffocation completely overwhelmed him.
【Really started】
[The anchor really doesn't care? This is going to cost someone their life.]
[What's the good of it?]
[The anchors used to help as much as possible, but this time it must be this man who did something.]
Jiang Chuxu really didn't care, she even adjusted her sitting position.
She watched Xiaoxue perform her act calmly until Wu Tao's face turned from red to purple, his tongue lolled out, and his struggles grew weaker and weaker. Then she spoke softly to Xiaoxue, "Let go."
The force that was strangling Wu Tao's neck suddenly disappeared.
Wu Tao was like a fish out of water. He collapsed on the ground and coughed violently. Every breath he took caused a burning pain in his throat. The clear purple finger marks on his neck were shocking.
The exhaustion of surviving the disaster left him gasping for breath. His eyes were vacant and he seemed to have no idea how to react.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of suffocation came over him again. This happened several times, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.
Xiaoxue tilted her head and looked at her so-called "brother" who was in a miserable state on the ground. There was no pleasure in her dead eyes, only an almost numb tiredness.
Xiaoxue struggled to move to the phone. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, can you really help me break up the ghost marriage?"
She didn't believe these things before she died, but after becoming a ghost, her feelings became deeper. She really felt that something connected her to another ghost.
If she wasn't a resentful ghost, she would probably fly uncontrollably to the ghost.
"Of course, it's not difficult."
"Yes." Jiang Chuxu nodded, "However, I need to know what happened in detail, and the buyer also needs to know."
The buyer and the seller are equally guilty, and neither end of this dirty deal can be let off.
She didn't use the necklace to connect with Xiaoxue this time because then only she could know the truth. Some viewers might think that Xiaoxue is a ghost who kills innocent people.
Jiang Chuxu doesn't want this to happen.
Xiaoxue's figure shook violently, as if the memory itself was extremely painful to her.
She was silent for a few seconds, and finally, a hoarse voice sounded intermittently.
"I never had a good life at home. I had to wear his leftover clothes, was laughed at at school, and had to rely on him for food. All I wanted was to get into college and go far away."
On the day she finished filling out the application form, Xiaoxue returned home happily. She had already thought about the scene after leaving home. As for the various expenses for going to college, she could work part-time to earn money.
But just as she was imagining a bright future, an accident happened. As she stepped into the house, she was hit hard on the back of her head and her vision went black.
When I woke up again, I was already in a small dark room without windows. The door was locked from the outside, and only a faint yellow light came through the crack under the door.
Because the room was not soundproofed well, Xiaoxue could hear the noises outside.
At this point, Xiaoxue's voice became sharp. "I heard them say that Zhang Laocai's son is dead in the next village, and they're willing to pay 100,000 yuan to find someone to arrange a ghost marriage. They also said it was worth raising the dead girl to this age. Wu Tao urged us to finish it quickly to avoid trouble."
[Damn! They really are selling their daughters for a ghost marriage]
【A family of beasts! 】
[Locked in a small dark room? Is this home? Or is it a prison?]
[My fists hardened after hearing this]
Xiaoxue's heart felt like it was being gripped by an icy hand, it was painful and cold, but she kept telling herself not to accept her fate.
She noticed that the door lock seemed to be just an iron chain. She didn't know where she got the strength from at that time. Taking advantage of the dead of night, she slammed her shoulder against the dilapidated wooden door.
She actually pushed the door open and stumbled out. The light from the living room hurt her eyes and she ran desperately towards the door.
Unexpectedly, a hand with a strong smell of alcohol suddenly grabbed her hair from behind. The severe pain made her eyes go black and her scalp felt like it was being torn apart.
She was dragged back by her father like a torn sack, the soles of her shoes scraping harshly on the concrete floor. The door was locked again, and this time a heavier wooden cabinet was placed on top of it.
In the following days, the supervision became stricter, until that day, many people came to the house.
She was dragged out of the dark room by two burly women, held down tightly, and her hands and feet were tied with rough hemp ropes, which hurt her flesh. She struggled, and her gaze was forced to turn towards the car, which finally stopped in front of a remote bungalow.
There was a coffin in the middle of the bungalow, and in the coffin lay a young man in a satin shroud. His face was gray and stiff, and his eyes were open hollowly, as if he was looking at her.
Next to him stood a skinny old man in a wrinkled Taoist robe, holding an equally rough red rope in his hand, with no expression on his face.
"I was tied up with ropes and stuffed into a coffin. Next to me was a corpse. I could even smell a faint, strange odor coming from the dead body. People outside were discussing the gift money."
Xiaoxue laughed at herself when she said this.
They seemed to want to talk quietly, so they walked a little further away. The instinct of survival overwhelmed the fear and disgust. She used her last bit of strength to force the rope to loosen.
At that time, she ignored the pain in her wrist and tried her best to crawl outside, but still couldn't escape.
She had just leaned her upper body out of the coffin, with her feet still stuck inside, when someone suddenly came in from outside. Her father was standing at the door with a bottle of wine in his hand. His face was first filled with astonishment, and then was distorted by a rage of being "disobedient".
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to eat someone: "You damn girl! Still want to run?!"
The huge fear made Xiaoxue instinctively shrink back, but her father rushed over and pushed her hard with the hand that was not holding the bottle.
That hit her head against a sharp object inside the coffin, and blood flowed down her forehead.
"I was still alive at that time, and I saw a flash of panic and helplessness on that person's face."
"No one can be left alive!" Perhaps because he was worried that she would escape again, the father suddenly roared, and the panic in his eyes was instantly replaced by ferocity.
He threw away the bottle, hurriedly took out a folding fruit knife from his arms, swung it away, and then stabbed her hard in the chest.
The skinny Taoist priest also saw it, but he just said: "She's not dead yet? That's troublesome. I'll break her legs and bury her far away so she can't crawl back."
Xiaoxue finally laughed out loud when she said this: "Now I am not only back, I have also taken revenge."
I'll go.
[I'm speechless]
[Breaking my legs alive, it hurts just thinking about it]
Jiang Chuxu looked at the barrage quietly. The necklace had connected her and Xiaoxue. What Xiaoxue had just said was indeed true.
Jiang Chuxu spoke, a cold look flashing across his eyes: "Where does Zhang Laocai live?"
Xiaoxue gave an address, which was a place called "Jinwan Village" in the neighboring city. Zhang Laocai was a famous local tyrant in the village.
At this moment, there was a heavy and rapid knock on the door outside the room, accompanied by a loud shout: "Open the door! Police!"
Xiaoxue heard the noise and turned to look in the direction of the gate, but she didn't do anything. She just looked at Wu Tao deeply and then disappeared from the camera.
The next second after she disappeared, the door was slammed open and the police and 120 arrived.
Wu Tao was carried onto a stretcher, his oxygen mask was put on, and he was rushed to the hospital.
He lay on a stretcher, his body twitching violently from time to time, and all kinds of meaningless sounds coming out of his throat.
His eyes were wide open, his pupils completely dilated, staring blankly at the roof light, as if he was still trapped in an inescapable horrific illusion. The pain he had just felt was infinitely magnified as he was on the verge of death.
After a short gasp, Wu Tao's body suddenly straightened up, and then completely collapsed.
On the electrocardiogram monitor, the wildly beating curve was stretched into a straight line.
A shrill alarm sounded sharply in the carriage.
Pressing, electric shock... everything was in vain. Wu Tao's eyes were still wide open, and boundless fear was frozen in his pupils.
Xiaoxue also disappeared silently from the roof of the car. How could she let Wu Tao go?
Not only Wu Tao, she will not let Zhang Laocai go either.
Zhang Laocai would never have thought that his nightmare would begin in such a simple way.
When Xiaoxue came over, he was counting money at home. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew outside the window, and his curtains were blown open by something.
The wind was not strong, but the curtains seemed to be pulled hard by someone and flew out of the window frame.
Zhang Laocai frowned, cursed and was about to get up to draw the curtains when he heard a soft laugh behind him.
Slowly and a little hoarse.
He looked back and froze in his chair.
There was a person sitting on the sofa, or to be precise, it wasn't a person, because Zhang Laocai was sure he didn't see any shadow at all.
Her face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and the black bloodstain on her chest was particularly conspicuous. She lowered her head, and her neck stretched forward in a twisted arc, as if it would break at any time.
Xiaoxue's mouth moved and the sound came out of her throat intermittently.
"Zhang Laocai, do you remember me?"
Zhang Laocai's face instantly turned paler than hers. He opened his mouth wide, and it felt like there was a stone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Of course he remembers.
A few days ago, he spent 100,000 yuan to arrange a ghost marriage for his son. He never expected that Xiaoxue would come looking for him.
"You, don't mess around." Zhang Laocai's voice was weak.
Xiaoxue raised her head and smiled, her lips almost reaching her ears.
"What are you afraid of? I just came to take a look."
Zhang Laocai wanted to run, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move at all.
Then he heard a dull thud.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound came from beneath his feet, like someone pounding the floor with their fists.
Sweat was pouring down Zhang Laocai's face. He looked down and almost fainted.
There was a pair of hands underneath, just one hand.
He looked up and saw Xiaoxue still sitting on the sofa. He felt nervous. Could there be more than one ghost in the house?
Zhang Laocai finally broke down: "Don't come over here, don't touch me!"
Xiaoxue looked at him coldly, as if she was enjoying a farce.
"I have already taken revenge on them, now it's your turn."
As she spoke, she stretched out her rotten hand and grabbed Zhang Laocai.
…
On the other side, Jiang Chuxu turned off the live broadcast before the police entered the door, and then waited for Xiaoxue to come over and replied to the message.
Several people who went to Renhe Hospital with her last time sent messages. I guess they realized that the K organization had appeared after seeing the Buddha amulet.
Their small group has not been disbanded yet, so they are also discussing it in the small group.
【Liu Lanzhen】: Why does K like to use Buddha amulets?
【Xu Zhaojin】: K's ghost probably comes from different sources
Before, they had always guessed that K's ghosts were all extremely resentful ghosts that they deliberately created. Now it seems that any ghost with a strong resentment will be targeted by them.
If there is none at the moment, they will choose to "create" a resentful and evil ghost themselves.
[Jiang Chuxu]: Sure enough, he likes to do things in secret
Jiang Chuxu's words were naturally agreed by the other three people in the group.
A few people had a brief discussion. K has not shown up yet. They finally got a clue, but it was just a Buddha amulet. They had strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, and the surveillance footage of the day they gave Wu Tao the Buddha amulet had been deleted.
So there is no useful information for the time being. We can only wait and see whether we can find out anything from the Buddha amulet K gave to Wu Tao.
Jiang Chuxu hadn't been chatting for long when Xiaoxue arrived. She was obviously much more relaxed when she arrived.
"Zhang Laocai is not dead, but I'm afraid he'll be lying in bed after this shock."
Zhang Laocai was not frightened to death, but he had a stroke. Xiaoxue felt that she was still quite restrained.
Jiang Chuxu nodded: "I'll let Xiao Hei dissolve the ghost marriage for you."
"Xiao Hei."
As soon as Xiao Hei heard his name, he jumped onto the table. He looked at Xiao Xue, then put his paw lightly on Xiao Xue's shoulder.
Xiaoxue's face suddenly turned ugly. Her chest seemed to be pressed down by something, and her breathing became heavy.
Xiao Hei pressed his claws down a little and a sharp cry came from his throat.
Then, a black gas with blood was forcibly pulled out of Xiaoxue's body.
The black energy struggled to escape, but Xiao Hei grabbed it with one claw and put it into his mouth.
Xiaoxue's body shook violently and she almost fell down.
But she could clearly feel that the original connection between her body and the ghost had disappeared. A look of joy appeared on her face and she immediately thanked him.
"Thanks."
Jiang Chuxu didn't care: "It's okay."
"But you killed a few people, so you're probably going to suffer a bit when you get down there."
Xiaoxue smiled. As long as she got revenge, she didn't care about anything else.
Perhaps because her wish was fulfilled, the resentment in her body dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and her figure quickly faded and disappeared.
It was just noon now. After dealing with all these things, Jiang Chuxu had expended some energy. She was just about to take a nap when her cell phone suddenly rang. It was Ding Yucheng who sent her a message.
[Ding Yucheng]: Comrade Jiang, we have an urgent order. I wonder if you have time to take it.
Jiang Chuxu took a look at the task message sent by Ding Yucheng. It was a woman asking for help, mainly because her husband was behaving abnormally.
After reading it, she felt that it should not be considered urgent, but a task that allowed Ding Yucheng to send her a message directly should be interesting.
[Jiang Chuxu]: Okay, I’ll go over now
The person seeking help lived in the community next to Jiang Chuxu, so she walked straight over.
When she was about to arrive, the person seeking help was already waiting at the door of the apartment building.
The two of them briefly introduced themselves. The person seeking help was called Shen Hong. Jiang Chuxu didn't waste any words and followed Shen Hong directly to her home.
The door was not locked. Shen Hong seemed a little scared and pushed the door open with trembling hands.
There was no light on in the living room, the curtains were drawn tightly, the light was dim, and the furniture was covered with a layer of dust, making it look extremely cold and depressing.
"He, he might be in the bedroom." Shen Hong's voice was shaking violently, his fingers tightly gripping the door frame, not daring to take a step inside.
Just then, there was a rustling sound coming from the master bedroom door, like something being dragged across the rough floor.
The sound stopped.
Dead silence.
The next second, there was a dull "bang" and the master bedroom door was violently slammed open from the inside, hitting the wall and bouncing back.
With the dim light outside, Jiang Chuxu saw clearly that there was a man lying there. That man should be Chen Hong's husband Wang Hai.
Wang Hai's posture was extremely strange, as if his limbs had been taken apart and then haphazardly put back together. He was supported on the floor at an angle that no human joint could bear.
His elbows and knees were bent in opposite directions, his head was held high at an angle that almost broke his neck, and his bloodshot eyes, a cloudy, deathly gray in the dim light, stared straight at the two people at the door.
Suddenly, his body bent, and he seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread. He rushed towards Jiang Chuxu and Shen Hong at the door using all four limbs at a speed so fast that it was blurry.
It looks like a giant humanoid spider.
Wang Hai did not pounce on their faces, but hung on Chen Hong's back, back to back.
"Hehehe...you're peeking at me again."
This sound was not made by any of the three people present, and the source of the sound seemed to be above their heads.
Shen Hong was forced to look up, with nothing above her head.
No, it has Wang Hai's face.
【Author’s words】
[Lop-eared rabbit head] is not scary
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