Chapter 133: Gold and jade aside
Ou Bingjun made a few disdainful noises: "You like him, and he likes you too, it's just a thin layer of window paper that hasn't been broken, and you're still shy.""When are you going to confess?"
Ou Bingjun asked me this.
I am actually a person who will do something immediately once I have an idea. Once I have confirmed my feelings through empathy, I will want to confess my feelings.
However, when it comes to really confessing my feelings, I can't help but think too much, afraid that I am being too sentimental and that the result of the confession will not be satisfactory.
"Why are you so sure he likes me?"
Ou Bingjun said in a very stern tone: "Think about it carefully. I didn't control Chu Yucheng's body in empathy. Everything he did was his own idea, including when you were locked up and he pleaded guilty because he didn't want to implicate you. Tell me, if this isn't love, then what is it?"
I couldn't help but jump for joy, but at the same time I couldn't help wondering, what if he just treated what happened in empathy as a game, an immersive role-playing?
Perhaps, this is what a young person’s first love is like. He will be confused, hesitant, and wavering. Even someone like me who claims to be decisive will inevitably become fussy.
However, let’s put emotional matters aside for now. Things still need to be done and money still needs to be made.
I contacted Chu Yucheng and asked him where there were haunted houses and other famous haunted places.
Chu Yucheng promised to give me an answer in a few days, and he needed to collect and screen some information in this regard first.
My life is back on track. I go to school during the day, draw talismans and meditate at night, and occasionally participate in activities organized by various clubs or colleges to accumulate sports time and volunteer time. On weekends, I work part-time at Longxing Real Estate to earn some money.
Life is full and busy.
Before Chu Yucheng had finished organizing the information, the black energy on Brother Yu and Sister Sang's faces had already crawled from the tail of their fish to their foreheads and temples, and it seemed that it would continue to spread.
Logically speaking, unless it was the ghost of a dead person haunting them, I shouldn't interfere in their affairs. But they are my friends after all, and I can't just watch them suffer and do nothing.
Just when I couldn't bear it any longer and was planning to tell the truth even if it was embarrassing, Sister Sang actually came to me on her own initiative.
"Cancan, I remember you said that if I found anything wrong, I would come to you, I..."
I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't have to bring up the topic myself, which saved me a lot of embarrassment. "Did you find something wrong?"
"A lot of strange things have happened recently." Sister Sang nodded worriedly: "Xiao Yu and I have been having nightmares recently, especially Xiao Yu. In addition to nightmares, he occasionally hears hallucinations, and I am always inexplicably frightened."
"Xiao Yu has not been feeling well these days, and he is also listless. He has had a fever again and again these days, and it never gets better. It's like he's been possessed by an evil spirit, so I wonder if there is something wrong, as you said..."
"Have you changed houses since you got together?"
I thought it might be a feng shui problem with the house, but the answer was no.
"No, after we got together, he moved in with me."
"Have you bought anything recently? Or have you been to any evil places?" I continued to ask.
If some ornaments are placed in the wrong place, or if you buy something with negative energy, it can easily attract ghosts.
"We bought a lot of things. After all, we live with two people, so we still need to buy a lot of things. As for the evil places... I don't have any impression of them. It's possible that I have been there, but I don't remember it very well."
I still got an ambiguous answer, so I suggested going to Sister Sang's house to take a look.
The place where Sister Sang and Brother Yu lived was not big, but it was small but complete, and the decoration was very warm and a bit small and exquisite. But I could already smell something unusual, in the direction of Sister Sang's bedroom.
In my eyes, wisps of black air were already coming out from the gap of the tightly closed door.
Perhaps she noticed that my eyes had become sharper, Sister Sang was a little doubtful: "Xiao Yu is resting in the room, is there...something wrong?"
"There's an evil spirit." I frowned: "Can I go in?"
Brother Yu in the room had heard me talking and answered from the bedroom: "It's convenient."
I pushed the door open and saw Brother Yu lying weakly on the bed. His eyes were dull, his eye sockets were sunken, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
The second time I looked, I found the source of the black air. It was a cute little white porcelain doll placed on the bedside table.
The fat baby's belly was filled with thick black air, which was spreading all over the place with bared fangs and claws, looking malicious.
I narrowed my eyes and asked directly without further ado, "Where did this doll come from?"
When Sister Sang saw the doll, she smiled. "You mean this doll? I went to a very spiritual temple to ask for it. A master in the temple stopped me and said that I had a connection with this doll, so he gave it to me. He said that if I put it somewhere close to me, it would bless me to make my wish come true. Later, my confession was successful."
"Although I don't really believe in these things, I always feel that this doll is my lucky star, so I put it by the bedside, just for good luck."
My face looked more and more strange. Brother Yu had already noticed something from my expression and asked, "Cancan, is there something wrong with this thing?"
I took a deep breath and said, "If you keep this thing in your home, it will not only bring bad luck, but also cause harm. In other words, the problem you are facing now is caused by it."
Sister Sang opened her mouth wide: "How... is this possible?"
I didn't bother explaining. I picked up the white porcelain doll on the bedside table and threw it heavily to the ground.
The doll suddenly broke into pieces and shattered all over the ground, and a pitch-black object rolled out of its belly.
The black thing was emitting black gas all over, of course, Sister Sang and Brother Yu could not see this black gas.
The moment I saw this thing, my heart was shocked. This thing... I have seen it before!
Zhuang Ziyi was sacrificed to this thing!
This was the statue that Zhuang Ziyi saw before she died, except that it was a smaller version and was placed in the belly of a porcelain doll.
A woman and a child lying on his shoulder. The child's teeth were clearly visible and the woman looked terrified.
It's like a cat that's not hungry and has caught its prey that can't escape. It won't eat it in a hurry, but will play with it bit by bit, enjoying the process of the mouse unable to escape its fate of death no matter how hard it struggles.
Although Sister Sang and the others couldn't see the black air permeating it, this strange statue didn't look like a good thing.
Sister Sang wants to pick it up and look at it carefully.
"Don't touch it with your hands!" I hurriedly stopped him, took out a talisman for exorcising evil spirits from my bag, wrapped the little thing in it and picked it up.
In fact, the black air attached to it cannot hurt my right hand, but it is difficult for me to explain, so I simply took out a talisman.
I frowned: "This thing...how exactly did you get it?"
