To borrow the method of argumentation, the elusive thing of love may not be much different from a curse in many cases.

The curse of the so-called 'death notice' on Yuan Yue's body is almost the same as the love that cannot be seen or touched, and there are many incomprehensible and uncertain places.

Sitting in the café, I raised my hand and drank the last sip of the liquid from my glass. Yuan Yue also paused his story at the right time, and unconsciously, this petty bourgeois café fell into tranquility.

The depressed view of the street outside the window casts a shadow over the town, but no matter how gray this shadow is, it is hard for me to imagine that this tiny town, which had to be magnified to the extreme to mark a point on the map, was the birthplace of the 'death notice' a few years ago.

I really can't see it!

Yuan Yue asked me to come to Fengling Town to meet, did he want to solve the curse of the 'death notice' from the source? No, not quite right!

I frowned, recalling my meeting with her. She walked into the café more than an hour ago, and I came first. But her thin coat was not covered with dense printer paper.

According to her story, one of the ways in which the curse is expressed in the death notice is that a printed paper with a countdown that only the cursed person can see, is attached to the outermost layer of the cursed person's clothing.

Yuan Yue saw me staring at my clothes in a daze, and smiled: "Mr. Night Silence, it seems that you have found that there is no printing paper on my clothes." That's the rest of the story. ”

I shook my head lightly: "According to the agreement, I will come to Fengling Town to meet you." And you're going to give me the one thing I'm interested in. The agreement doesn't say I need to hear your story. And, since the paper on your back is gone, I guess the curse has been removed. Since I don't have anything to do, then give me something, and I'm leaving. Truth be told, I've been pretty busy lately! ”

I do have a strong sense of curiosity, but something earth-shattering happened to me recently, if it weren't for the extremely important things in Yuan Yue's hands, I wouldn't have taken the time to go to this ghost place at all.

"It's not in my hands." Yuan Yue said lightly.

I stood up and looked down at her without blinking: "What do you mean?" ”

She raised her head and didn't give an inch: "Mr. Night Silence, maybe you are too confident, or maybe you are too impatient." You haven't even wondered, why do I know that thing is important to you? Why is something you can't find in my hands? ”

I was dumbfounded. How could I not have imagined this? But with my current situation, I can't give up on that thing at all.

I sighed, "Tell me, what do you have to do before you give me something." ”

"Well, keep listening to my story. Mr. Nightfall, don't you wonder why I don't have the curse of the death notice on me? Yuan Yue laughed again: "In the middle, a lot of things really happened." ”

I snorted coldly: "Is there really no curse on you?" ”

Yuan Yue's smile froze for a moment.

"Don't really think I'm stupid. If you really don't get cursed, why do you go to all the trouble to make me have to come to Fengling Town and listen to your boring stories? I pouted: "Since everyone has said it, I'll make a bold guess." Fengling Town should be the birthplace of the Death Curse. And you are cursed, surely not for nothing. ”

"In an apartment in a small town in Manchester, there are actually three Chinese. Two of them, you received the Death Curse, and one escaped from the town of Wind Ridge, the source of the Death Curse. I can't think that your roommate Sun Yan has a problem. Your so-called mysterious netizen, the weird girl from Fengling Town, may have cursed you. I think it's Sun Yan who is the most suspicious. ”

Yuan Yue's face had completely lost her smile, she was slightly shocked, and even her tone was bitter: "Mr. Night Silence, you are really smarter than I thought." ”

I sat down and ordered a cup of coffee again: "You were really cursed by Sun Yan, right?" ”

"Yes, it wasn't until a while ago that I figured out that it was indeed her who cursed me. This stinky woman, it's so well hidden. Yuan Yue smiled bitterly.

"Then I'll guess again." I tapped the table with my knuckles: "Curses involving countdowns, although they come in different forms, have a little bit of life in the rules. In your story, the death notice seems to be a timer borrowed from the countdown shown on printer paper that only the cursed can see, and after the number is reset to zero, the non-cursed person may or may not die. But even if they don't die, the cursed are usually worse than dead. ”

I narrowed my eyes: "Before you went to church, a mother and daughter accidentally ripped off two of the A4 papers on your back. After that, many people were shocked and even frightened when they looked at your back. That means that there may be a change in the A4 paper on your back, a terrifying change. What has become of the printer paper on your back? ”

Yuan Yue's face was cloudy, and she couldn't imagine what kind of judgment it was to judge so much information in such a small amount of information, and she almost didn't guess wrong.

But then, the words I said simply made her fragile heart collapse: "So, Miss Yuan Yue." Until now, how many people have you indirectly killed in order to survive? ”

When Yuan Yue returned home, she watched from the TV as the church she was visiting collapsed on the screen. Super weird collapse! The video is supposed to be provided by a camera in a nearby supermarket, and the church seems to be pushed by an invisible hand during the day. The dome of the stone church gradually shifted into place, and the originally stable shape could no longer support its weight after the dome was deformed.

Eventually, it collapsed.

The girl's head went blank, and her eyes were watching the red lips of the local station host, but she didn't care at all what she was saying. She just stared blankly at the TV right above the collapsed church. There seemed to be a blurred face in the air. Faces! The man's face was enormous, and his cheeks were bulging and exhaling.

But no one seems to be able to see it. No one can see this face!

Damn, what's going on? Could it be that it was the breath of this face that blew down the heavy centuries-old church? No way! How is this possible! Let's not talk about how huge this face is, it can't be explained purely from a scientific point of view.

Yuan Yue's brain was very messy, and she only thought of one term. Aeolus!

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