What she has in her hand is my only light.

I don't know if there is some dark force behind the collision of two desperate people, and I don't care. I don't even care why that thing is in the hands of a woman named Rongchun who lives on the same floor as Yuan Yue.

Rong Chun obviously knew the use of that thing, otherwise, he wouldn't have survived with only his head left.

The woman named Sun Yan is also suspicious. Was it she who brought the 'death notice' to Yuan Yue? To be honest, there is so little information in my hand that I can't guess.

The available information sums up only a few things.

First of all, the death notice was issued three years ago, from the town of Fengling. The people involved include Yan Qiaoqiao, who suffered from campus violence, and students Lu Liang, Lu Man and Zheng Kuan, who bullied her.

The latter three are already dead.

But as an ordinary female high school student, what ability does Yan Qiaoqiao have to curse others?

In my experience over the years, the curse has never been groundless. The word curse sounds scary to say, but there is always a science and cause and effect behind it.

In the information, a netizen said to Yan Qiaoqiao that it would avenge Yan Qiaoqiao, and Yan Qiaoqiao needed to do something for it. What exactly is done, it is not written in the information. However, things always conform to the principle of equal exchange.

No matter what Yan Qiaoqiao needs to do, she will have to pay the same price as the horrific death brought about by the 'death notice'.

What is it that compares to the curse of so many people who have died?

I shuddered at the thought of this. I can't do it myself, I can't imagine it. But it is no accident that the curse that died down three years ago has now resurfaced and appeared on Yuan Yue.

Among them, there must be her causal connection. It's just that I haven't found this connection for the time being. As long as I find the connection between the death curse that was prevalent in Fengling Town three years ago and Yuan Yue, I can cut off the curse on Yuan Yue.

However, the first step is always to determine what the 'death notice' curse on Yuan Yue's body has become!

I followed the British overseas Chinese to the hotel where she was staying. The town of Fengling is too small, and there are not many hotels. This one is a bit better, but it's not much better.

The room on the third floor was filled with a dark, damp musty smell, and the moldy wallpaper was even peeling off in pieces, mottled and hanging to the corners, and the mold spots on those wallpapers were disgusting.

The girl closed the door without a word and closed the curtains again. The two of us stared at each other in this musty-smelling hotel room.

After a long time, her face turned red again. Without saying anything, he took off his clothes.

No way! She actually took off her clothes, not slowly, and soon took off naked. I said that this British-Chinese is too violent, and the boldness of the little girl now makes my heart beat non-stop.

Yuan Yue peeled off all her clothes, skirts, coats, underwear, and underwear, and the smell of white life and fragrant fragrance hit in the miserable white light. The musty smell was accompanied by the faint fragrance of the girl's ****, and my head hurt again.

The girl turned her back to me and suddenly smiled slyly: "That curse, you have to have a certain movement to emerge." ”

I scratched my head: "Getting to the point." ”

Her hips were plump and curved, and she blushed again, took a handful of ****** from her luggage, and gently placed it on the bed.

I'm getting more and more confused. Closed rooms, nude beauties, and a handful of ******. What's going on? It's also too weird right now.

"Fight it." Yuan Yue's sense of shame came up, and her face was extremely rosy: "Hit this place." ”

She hugged her chest with her left hand, pulled out her right hand and pointed to the position of her buttocks with difficulty: "Hit with ******, hard." ”

Well, forgive me for the black lines in my head. Under her repeated requests, he finally picked up the ******, stretched out his evil hand and slapped it.

I saw a fly swatting on the snow-white flesh, and then left a palm-sized net-like mark, and in the middle of the mark, a thumb-sized symbol appeared on the flesh.

My shyness suddenly shifted direction, and I gasped a few times when I looked at it.

What is this symbol?

I looked at the curse-like symbol on Yuan Yue's buttocks without blinking. This symbol is very eerie, like a worm gnawing out the flesh under the skin, forming a tunnel of flesh and blood. No wonder she wanted me to hit ******, just a painful stimulus was all it took to make the human subcutaneous tissue congested and the blood flow would be faster.

Signs that were originally under the skin and on the buttocks fat will also emerge in the congestion.

The symbol has an indescribable nausea in the human body, crooked. At the top is an inverted triangle, and the lower corner of the triangle is pulled down with a single stroke, forming a small handprint that appears to have only three fingers on the right side of the symbol.

There are as many as three of the same small mudras, which are distributed in the middle, middle, and bottom of the symbol.

I took out my phone and took a picture of Yuanyue's fair buttocks. The symbol faded as the rosiness on the skin sank into the flesh again.

Looking at the symbols in the photo of my phone, I didn't speak for a long time.

"Now the curse of the death notice has become like this." In this regard, Yuan Yue was more confused than afraid. After quickly getting dressed, she leaned over to look at my phone screen and fell silent. Originally, the curse of the 'death notice' was still a tangible curse, and although it was counting down his life, he could see and touch it.

A person knows how long it will be before he dies, he will be afraid, he will be panicked, but he will not suffer from flesh and skin.

But now the curse is different.

The symbol is in one's own flesh, invisible or touchable. She could clearly feel that something was not quite right with the symbolic piece of flesh, and she couldn't tell what was wrong. But she was inexplicably afraid. More frightening than the first stage of the death notice.

The only thing she knew was that the symbol was a ticking time bomb that would still kill her. But when she will die, when and how she will die, has become unknown.

Humans are afraid of the unknown. Yuan Yue really feels that directly knowing the time of his death may be an intuitive happiness. When everything becomes unclear, that's the real torment.

"When did you notice this symbol growing on your ass?" The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Yuan Yue's face flushed: "Three days ago, when I was taking a bath." At that time, I applied a layer of shower gel, and when I rubbed it on my buttocks, I found that there was a piece of uneven flesh on my buttocks. I was taken aback and quickly looked in the mirror. And that's what I saw. ”

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