Chapter 60: The Temptation of Eternal Spirits
In the courtyard, the family members and maid guards of the late vice president of the Dazhou Chamber of Commerce still did not speak, and some of the maids' bodies were already trembling with fright.
"It's also to blame that I forgot to remind you before, thinking that this mission to patrol the Imperial City was a small mission, and there was not much risk." Leng Xuanmeng on the side said softly.
"Remind me of what?" Lei Aotian asked in a low voice.
"When the Inquisitor is on a mission, especially a dangerous mission, we generally don't publish our names, and sometimes we wear masks for fear of being attacked by a similar curse. In that battle against the Cult of Evil Gods, I had an accident because my mask was broken! Leng Xuanmeng said.
After this incident, he only wanted to remind his fiancΓ©e, Lei Aotian was also helpless.
Lei Aotian couldn't help but sigh, his identity as a soul traverser, the time he had come to this Falling Dragon Continent was still short, and he knew too little about the Falling Dragon Continent full of malice.
Now in my heart, I already understand a little bit why those Gou Bi in the monitor exchange group want to hide their identities.
In this world, it must be hidden, and it is dangerous to expose your real name, unless the strength is strong against the sky.
"Thirteen, you perform a bowel wash for them!" Lei Aotian said to the little princess Feng Thirteen, who looked around and looked around like no one else.
Lei Aotian was ready to let Feng Thirteen stiffen and scare these family members, maybe someone was scared, so he said.
"In public, let me take a shower, no!" Feng 13 directly refused.
Lei Aotian walked up to Feng Thirteen and whispered in her ear, "Help me, and help you restore the country in the future!" I'm going to die, and there's no one to help you get back to the country! β
Feng Thirteen hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.
Let the two maids, who were kneeling on the ground, get up and fetch the basin of water.
More than ten minutes later, Feng Shisan opened her own intestine and broke her stomach, holding her large intestine and small intestine in her hand and washing it in water.
There were three maids, and they fainted in fright.
The rest of the family members looked pale, and the Inquisitor was even more terrifying than the legend had been.
"Curse the diary owner, confess, or every hour that unlucky one randomly selected among you will become food for my companion and eaten alive by her! If you don't confess, you will all be her food before I die! Lei Aotian pointed at Feng 13 and said.
"Really? All right! Feng 13 listened, a smile appeared on his face, and he began to scan the fourteen men and women present, as if to see who was delicious.
"My lord, I said, don't eat me!" The housekeeper, who had several teeth kicked out by Lei Aotian before, knelt on the ground and quickly crawled to Lei Aotian's feet.
"Say!"
"It's the young master, after you left, I saw the young master holding a diary in the room, writing something. The owner of the cursed diary is likely to be the young master! β
"Steward Zhang, my lord treated you well when he was alive, why did you slander my son. Even if my son has a diary, he still writes a diary normally. The wife and widow immediately shouted in a rage, and were about to rush over and slap the butler in the face.
However, this widow directly took the cold dream with an electric baton, and her whole body convulsed and fell unconscious.
"You kid, where's the cursed diary!" Lei Aotian stepped forward with the armor-piercing sword and walked in front of the fat boy who was kneeling on the ground and looked to be eighteen years old.
"I am, just keep a diary normally!" The fat boy said with some stumbling.
"How many normal people keep diaries, let's say where is the death diary?"
"I'll ask you again, where are you in the Cursed Diary?" Lei Aotian stabbed the fat boy's fat head.
"Under the futon!" The fat boy said weakly
"Thirteen, go to this young master's room under the futon and help me turn out the diary!" Lei Aotian said to Feng Thirteen, who was washing his intestines on the side.
Feng Thirteen glanced at Lei Aotian with some annoyance, how could she let her do everything.
"You have a special system, and touching that cursed diary doesn't have much effect!" Lei Aotian explained.
Feng 13 went.
A few minutes later, Feng 13 retrieved a diary.
Black covered.,It's a thick book.γ
"It's a curse diary, but there's no curse to touch, just take a look!" Feng 13 handed the diary to Lei Aotian.
Lei Aotian thought that he had been cursed anyway, and he didn't care anymore, so he took the diary and opened it, looking at what had been written in the diary.
The person's name, their specific identity, the time of death.
Lei Aotian had the impression that in the inquisitor's data room, there were more than twenty names of the deceased on the list of death diaries.
His name is the penultimate one, Lei Aotian, the judge of the Inquisition, the time of death is 23 hours and 2 minutes, and the time will continue to change and shorten.
The penultimate one is Zhang Tianliang, the only son of the vice president of the Dazhou Chamber of Commerce, who died 47 hours and 2 minutes later.
As for the two names of himself and Zhang Tianliang, the colors did not become gray.
Leng Xuanmeng also came over and looked at the diary, but he didn't touch it with his hands.
"Your name is Zhang Tianliang?" Lei Aotian holds the diary.
The fat boy nodded.
"Why is your name on this cursed diary? Tell me how the death diary works and how to break the curse of evil spirits! β
"You also wrote your father in the curse diary, in the last three weeks, you wrote dozens of names in this curse diary, and you killed them!" Lei Aotian continued to interrogate.
"Lord Lei saved me, and I just wanted to survive. Three weeks ago, I saw this sealed diary at a pawn shop in a shop, and I opened the cover and took it into my hands. A voice appeared in my head, do you want eternal life, if you want to drip blood in the diary. β
"I dripped, and then I was cursed by this cursed diary, my name is on the cursed diary, and there will be evil spirits to kill me in 24 hours!"
"I became the owner of the cursed diary, and the evil spirit told me that if I wrote the specific names and identities of other people, and that the evil spirits would kill them, it would extend my life by 24 hours, and theoretically I would gain eternal life."
"The first thing I tried to write the name of the pawnshop keeper was that he didn't keep this dangerous curse diary, so I was cursed!"
That night, the pawnshop shopkeeper died, and the doctor came to examine him the next day, saying that he had died suddenly from a brain disease. But I know that evil spirits really exist, and evil spirits have attacked! β
"Subsequently, I wrote someone else's just to survive!" Zhang Tianliang, the fat boy, recruited directly, and Lei Aotian also wanted to save him a few interrogations after Leng Xuan Dian.
"Why did you kill your father?"
"He ignores my mother and always goes to the third aunt's room!"
"Why don't you kill the third aunt!"
"It's not time yet!"
"You want to inherit the family property! You don't know how to break the curse of this cursed diary? Lei Aotian asked.
The fat boy Zhang Tianliang shook his head, "I would have cracked it a long time ago, even if I tore up the fire and burned this cursed diary, the diary would be restored the next day, I tried it a few times." With each breach, the diary showed me an hour earlier in the time of my death. β
The maids, guards, and even the two concubines present all looked at the young master Zhang Tianliang viciously.
Especially the second concubine, if it weren't for Lei Aotian's presence, this concubine would have stepped forward with a chair to kill this vicious young master.