The red and black mud dripped to the ground, and Huang Buyu let go of the wound on his abdomen, took the fragments of the mirror, and turned on the flashlight. His entrails were grayish-black or white, with a faint yellow-green color and a hint of purple, as if his abdominal cavity had become the nest of some kind of insect.

The most bizarre thing is that after the strenuous exercise, his injury did not worsen and crack, but showed a trace of healing.

However, the price is that his skin is becoming more and more transparent, as if there is an invisible pair of hands in the affected area, draining all his nutrients, and a translucent shell grows out of the flesh, smooth and shiny like a cockroach.

Huang Buyu closed his eyes, and he felt that all the curses on his body were mocking his failure, and one of them was taking effect.

The hideous wound on his abdomen made Huang Buyu's face extremely bad, and he felt the passage of his life. The curse that had brought him power and status was gradually eroding his shell, turning him into a cold, foul-smelling mass of rotten flesh.

"Rubbish!" Huang Buyi's fingers pierced into the flesh, secreting mutated cysts that grew out of the carapace, and they were all picked up and dug out inch by inch, until a black mist surged outside the house again, repairing his broken abdominal cavity, and his sanity slowly returned.

Escaping from the hospital, Huang rushed directly to the back mountain of Hanwu University, and when he came to his senses, he found himself in a dilapidated temple.

The black fog of the outside world blocked all paths, and among them came the cry of a baby, familiar and eerie.

Huang Buyi's face changed, and he said angrily: "Where did the lonely soul and wild ghost come from here to make a trick, hurry up and open the door to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is going to the ghost market!" ”

The scarlet runes in his mind surged, and he kept making the magic sound of ghosts crying wolves. If it is an ordinary ghost encountered in a terrifying urban legend, it will definitely be disturbed by the runes and forced to open a small door.

"Do you believe I tore you apart? Don't hurry up yet! ”

Huang Buyi stepped up his efforts again, but instead of appreciating it, the black fog from the outside world gradually penetrated into the temple and surrounded him with interest.

Immediately after that, the black mist contracted suddenly, and the invisible surge of pressure made Huang Buyi suddenly kneel on the ground, trembling all over. The scarlet runes in his mind first paused, and then began to work in reverse.

"Impossible, how can this be, its level...... You're so much taller than me?! ”

"Doesn't it mean that the strength class cannot be enslaved if it does not exceed level 2? My body, not ......"

"Why can it hide in a populous educational province like Hanwu City, why is its existence not marked on the map of the ghost city at all, and why have I never heard of its legend?!"

A pair of cold white jade feet appeared on the moss-covered threshold.

An old, frail strange voice slowly came from behind the black mist. The silhouette of the voice owner seemed to be a little more red than the black fog itself, but the huge body could make the mountains tremble.

The most terrifying thing is that once he heard it, Huang Buyi's body was extremely stiff and couldn't move.

"Have you ever felt hopeless?"

Huang Buyi was shocked when he heard this, and he found that the thick black mist was turning into a dark purple, drilling into his seven orifices inch by inch, forcing him to suddenly remember everything he had abandoned.

He left his hometown, abandoned his mother, who had lost his ability to take care of himself, and his father, who was sick from hard work, and went to the big city to work alone. He was deceived repeatedly, his savings ran out, and he couldn't even pay for the journey.

The embarrassment of being cornered, the ridicule of the villagers, the worry of achieving nothing, the panic of having no way out, all kinds of unwillingness and weakness. No matter what he does, no matter how hard he works, in exchange for always white eyes and indifference, no one looks down on him, and any chance and luck have nothing to do with him.

At that time, he thought of death and liberation.

[Curse: Despair]: Your negative emotions are no longer reduced by instinct, but continue to accumulate. When negative emotions accumulate above 10 levels, suicidal tendencies are automatically generated.

"Have you ever been into a nightmare?"

Huang Buyi closed his eyes unconsciously, and in a trance he saw that his hometown was flooded, and his parents' hard work for a year was wiped out in an instant.

The teacher said that his grades were not good, and he wanted to invite his parents, and his parents' clothes made the whole class laugh, and even when the teacher looked at him, he was a little more contemptuous and ridiculed.

He relied on his skills in college to apply for a job, and the interviewer glanced at his academic qualifications, and when he left, he threw it into the trash. He worked hard to do sales, customer service, and said that he had a good performance commission, but because of a few unreasonable customer complaints, he directly cut it to the same as the basic salary.

He learned to go to a street stall, and when he met the chengguan to check and didn't understand the market, he ran desperately with a cart, and accidentally splashed half a pot of hot oil on his face. Originally, some women took a fancy to his hardships and hard work, but because of the change in his appearance and appearance, his dream of starting a family and starting a business was shattered.

He stood in the elevator, looking at the 10,000 yuan pet search notice posted in the community, and tore the piece of paper with an evil fire, and viciously scratched it on the advertising board with a knife: "If you have money to find a dog, you have no money to find a chicken, and if you have money to find a dog, you have money to find a dog. Mother. Beep! ”

He walked down the street, and even beggars with missing arms and legs did not ask him for money.

[Cursed Nightmare]: When things don't go well, you live in a nightmare that you will never wake up from, and the success rate of all positive events decreases by 75%.

"Have you ever tasted greed?"

Huang Buyi's eyes were glazed, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and he suddenly remembered the appearance of the man who took him to drink wine and eat meat.

Without shame, forgetting to hide his face and dignity, he shamelessly knelt on the ground to ask the nouveau riche buddy for advice, a sweaty cheap suit that even he couldn't smell himself, the buddy looked at him pitiful, and was willing to lend him tens of thousands of yuan to let him do a small business again.

He saw in the cupboard, as if a beautiful woman was beckoning to him, and he saw the open door, which was supposed to be his own home. He saw other people's wives and children, as if that was the life he should experience, and when he pulled out a fruit knife, the good buddy told him how to make a fortune.

Huang Buyi returned to his hometown without saying a word, dug up the graves in the village, and finally one day, he dreamed of a large piece of gold, silver, jewelry, and a coffin.

He imitated those leaders who ate people and did not spit out bones, learned from those personnel who deceived people into signing contracts and selling deeds, and was accustomed to oppressing people with forged identities and power, and threw away the honest and useless rural boy.

He leaves his past clean and delves into a murderous dismemberment murder.

He knew who the murderer was, but he couldn't find evidence of the murderer's guilt, until he began to take the initiative to set up bait, learned how to lure the murderer to expose his crimes, and get the first pot of gold......

[Cursed Greed]: You can't control your desire to get more, but you will really get a lot of it, and your risk of being strutted to death is increased by 75%.

"Do you know what I am?"

Huang Buyi felt that he was pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and he woke up in a cold sweat, but it was too late. He has long been exposed to the power of the curse, because he didn't understand the market earlier, he wasted a lot of key props and opportunities, just to live a good life.

"You... You are my master, I am your servant, please call ...... as you like"

Huang Buyi tried his best to squeeze out a sentence, and he found that the pressure on his body gradually decreased, and the three fatal pure negative curses retracted the black mist out of thin air.

But a black mist suddenly turned into a sharp cone and stabbed towards the eye, Huang Buyu couldn't avoid it, and one eye was instantly punctured and burst. In the screams of pain, half of his eyesight was lost, and almost half of his entire brain was eroded and corrupted by the black mist.

"I need sacrifices and sacrifices, go find them, and let them all come back to me."

"Build my temple and worship my gods. Kill all those who stand in your way. ”

"There is no such thing as a free blessing in the world, and this is the price you decide to live!"

[Curse: Mountain Oath]: Retrieve all the sons and daughters of the mountain, judge once every night, and after each judgment, if you don't find it, take any organ from your body.

[Passive: Debt of Sin]: The giver of the curse can cast the curse through you as a medium, and all the negative effects of the curse will be applied to you, not the giver itself.

"Let's go, go and get them back, it's time to wait."

Huang Buyi's whole body froze, and he was in great pain to find that once he wanted to refuse, that eye almost pulled his facial nerve and came out of the socket.

No matter what the voice was, Huang Bulu had no choice. He finally remembered why the gang was terrified when it came to urban legends. Why are so many powerful curses and powers placed there, but no one dares to touch them easily.

It turns out that death is not the most terrible. What is terrible is that you can't survive and die, you become a slave of evil ghosts, your self-consciousness is completely limited, your personality loses its meaning, and you become a plaything and puppet of terror.

Huang Buyu saw that the air was full of shadowy black mist, and he shuttled through the dark world, his mind and consciousness were oppressed, and then he quickly degenerated.

Unable to resist the temptation of the demon, he suddenly discovers that he seems to have become part of some urban legend......

When he came to his senses, Huang Buyu saw a girl and a black dog, his eyes contracted suddenly, and he seemed to see an extremely piercing and angry target.

"Dogs, kill them."

"But killing indiscriminately will curse ......"

"Dogs, kill them."

A black mist came out of Huang Buyi's body, and then quickly spread in all directions. This black mist instantly drained his physical strength, and he finally discovered that he couldn't control the power of the curse at all, and it had always been the curse controlling him! They use the sin of their hearts as their power to manipulate everything.

He changed all his behavior, and it was not until he left the influence of the curse that he suddenly wanted to ask: what is the good life that he has left his homeland, abandoned his elders, and worked so hard to seek?

No, he didn't know at all! It was just a vague, beautiful feeling, in fact, his life had already been buried by his own hands, and it was simply ruined neatly!

A wisp of black mist seemed to detect Huang Buyi's awakening and re-entered his body.

A strange thought came flooding, Huang Buyi's heart suddenly quieted down, his expression was strangely hidden in the dark, and he kept making a terrifying dark laugh: "Yes, it is better to have a strong backer than to go to the ghost market to negotiate with the evil ghost, no matter how good or bad the world is, I am always the one who makes the most money!" ”

Dou Xinwei took Da Hei by the hand, and after saying goodbye to Dr. Zhu, she carried the lunch box and tableware, and walked slowly to the town with the thank you money from the Wang family's parents.

After walking for a long time in a relieved mood, the surrounding environment gradually became unfamiliar, and she realized that she was surrounded by small town buildings, and she had returned to the town, but she had not returned home.

Rows of streetlights, stretching infinitely into the distance, but not a single pedestrian or car on the road, seems really abnormal. Dou Xinwei has the impression that the town is not so big or so bright.

Looking left and right, Dou Xinwei saw a sign with the name and map of the town drawn.

A direction sign pointed to a pitch-black alley, and she was about to walk there, but she was bitten by Da Hei's trouser leg, and she almost tore her pants and didn't let go, which scared Dou Xin to jump.

"Wang!"

"Lost, shouldn't we go this way?" Dou Xinwei slowly became a little anxious, not to mention her distressed pants, but Da Hei wagged his tail at her whimpering.

If I don't go back so late, my sister must be very worried, and if it affects my sister's review, my mother will also be worried. My mom is not at home, I must take care of myself and let her get better soon.

"Maybe I should have taken the bus home, but luckily I turned on the GPS location."

Dou Xinwei took out her mobile phone, and the signal was still there, which made her feel a lot more relieved.

But no matter how she clicked, the map always failed to read, and when she accidentally pressed the search button, a line of font jumped out.

Throwing stones to ask for directions: If you get lost, throw a stone and you will find the way.

"Stones?" Dou Xinwei looked left and right, swept the fence of the community and the closed shops, and found that under the street lamp poles, there were indeed some fist-sized brick scraps.

"It looks like a dirt solution, but does it really work?" Dou Xinwei picked up the stone, his brain was slightly dizzy, anyway, throwing a stone would have no effect, as long as he didn't hit someone's car and window.

Dou Xinwei threw the stone out.

Suddenly, the light and shadow flowed, and she felt the sky spinning and the great force attacked, dragging her forward and flying.

And the talisman on his chest suddenly became hot, and the dog walking rope on his wrist also broke directly.

Da Hei happily threw himself at the flying stones, and Dou Xinwei fell to the ground in severe pain.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Da Hei had bitten the stone and had not yet landed, and a large truck was coming.

There was a loud bang, and a string of scarlet blood stains extended for more than ten meters, but the big black disappeared, and the big truck also drove into the shadows and disappeared.

"Big ...... Big Black? Dou Xinwei was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly realized what he had done.

The surrounding voices and car roars gradually recovered, and more and more pedestrians gradually walked out of the blind spot of the invisible vision, as if no one heard or saw all this happening. She found herself standing by a river, holding a broken rope, leading to a construction site.

At this time, Dou Xinwei's mobile phone vibrate, and it was a call from her sister.

Until I stood there for a long time, I didn't answer again.

Dou Xin's talent was like falling into an ice cave and found that his sister had made a total of 29 missed calls.