This night, I didn't sleep, I settled Feng Xuejiao at home, and then called Lu Xuesong and found an Internet café nearby.

What exactly is the curse of the only one, I still don't know this. To be exact, I don't even know what it means to be unique.

According to the Blue Phoenix, the curse of the Warrior is a terrifying legend in Vietnam.

I tried to search for words like the curse of the unique, and sure enough, I found a lot of things.

It's just that there is a lot of relevant information, but all of it is incomplete. Whenever it is mentioned, it is only a few strokes, and it is briefly described.

The beauty of the two is as stunning as a flower, this is a face. On the other side, the face is hideous, with a demonic smile, blood flowing from the head, and the eyes are bulging, and the hideous smile makes people shudder.

Wuji is a Vietnamese word that represents the meaning of "ten", that is, "old ten".

There is such a story in the legend, Lu Yan fell in love with Wuji, Lu Yan could paint, Wuji stood by the water, bleached and dyed pure white cloth, smiled, and touched Lu Yan's spring heart. Lu Yan put a ring on the ring finger of the peerless, and the slender jade hand of the peerless added brilliance. Wuer was intoxicated in Lu Yan's arms, and the two hugged and kissed.

Wuer didn't know that in fact, Lu Yanxin had a love, and his fiancée was the daughter of the landlord, named Hong.

One day, Hong and a group of subordinates rushed into Wuji's house.

Muji was flipped to the ground, his limbs tied, Hong smiled fiercely, holding sulfuric acid in his hands, and with hatred and jealousy, he threw down on Wuji's face.

One foot of white silk finally put Wuji on a dead end. Humiliation and hatred formed a surge of resentment.

In the village, there is a clear stream, because it was cursed by the same people, the original pure water has become extremely dirty.

Fear struck the whole village, and the men, women and children of the village were terrified. Every full moon night, there is no other. If you want revenge, say it to Muji, and the spell will become a reality in no time.

Those who ask for the help of the only one have to pay the price, but no one knows what the price is.

Not long after, Lu Yan came back and learned of Wuji's death, although he was a little unbearable in his heart, but his favorite was Hong.

Since he returned, as long as the moon is full, Hong's eyes will flow blood every few minutes. And when he bleed, the whole face was extremely itchy, and Hong scratched it gently, and immediately scratched his face.

Lu Yan knew that this was the only resentment at work. For Hong's sake, and for himself, there are some things that must be decided.

However, Wuji's condition was very simple, he wanted Lu Yan to complete the portrait he had painted for himself.

Lu Yan drew the outline of Wuji's face, kept his eyes, but his eye-catching hand stayed in mid-air and began to hesitate.

I don't know why, he always feels that although Wuji is smiling, the look in his eyes is very weird, which makes his heart tremble from time to time.

At that moment, the door of the hut was broken, and a team of people came in.

It was a famous mage in the local temple, who was invited by Lu Yan to come to suppress it.

As soon as the mages entered, they began to chant unknown incantations and looked at the wooden fish in their hands.

Wuji was in pain, desperately resisting. Her illusory body was slowly sucked into the portrait.

At this time, Hong walked in and slowly fell into Lu Yan's arms, with a happy look on his face.

Inexplicable anger filled Wuji's heart, and she suddenly changed her appearance, like a devil.

However, at this time, a psychic sharp knife was fiercely inserted into the heart of the portrait.

The body of the only one disappeared into the portrait in an instant, and the eyes that had no eyesight were very strange to emerge.

Those eyes are very chic, and as long as you look at them, you will be involuntarily attracted to them.

In a corner away from the city, a thatched hut rests quietly. The roof was overhung with thatched kinds, iron horses hung under the eaves, and the crisp sound of the wind was quiet.

Sealed in the portrait, Muji quietly lurks in the attic, in a dark corner, the legendary Muji will curse, once the seal is opened, the curse becomes a reality, and the disaster becomes a disaster.

After World War II, the Japanese began to rob, and Sato Shaosa, a general, broke into the temple with a knife, killed the abbot, and the temple was sad. The portrait is exposed, and the seal is broken.

The girl in the portrait is dressed in red, with a hundred flowers embroidered on her chest like a sharp knife inserted into a human heart. No blood oozing, pretending to be elegant and dignified. A high bun is coiled on the top of the head

When Sato saw this portrait, he was deeply fascinated. He took the painting with him and spent the rest of his life in his room.

A few days later, Sato was found sunk in his room, and no one knew how he died, because he had no wounds on his body.

As for the portrait of the unique, it is very strange to disappear, as if the world has evaporated.

Since then, the name Muji has become a taboo for the entire Vietnamese people. And that portrait never appeared again.

I don't know when the world sent elites into Vietnam in search of a unique picture. But alas, all in vain.

That's all there is to the Internet. After I read it, it was really a black line.

If you really let the people of the Yan family get a unique picture, how can you have a life?

With just one word, the curse can be realized. Yan Zhenbei and Feng Xuejiao's relationship will definitely be found out over time. In this world, there is no such thing as an impermeable wall.

If the Yan family knew that Yan Zhenbei died because of me, as long as he said something to him, he would probably die in a daze.

I can't watch this happen.

"I can't believe that just a resentful spirit can have such great power. Have you ever thought that this thing is a rumor? Lu Xuesong said with a hint of disbelief after being shocked.

To be honest, at the beginning, I really thought that this thing was blurred.

But nothing is groundless, no matter what time it is, don't have the heart to sit in the well and watch the sky.

"In my opinion, there is not much chance that this thing will be blurred. I think I should rush to Vietnam," I said, my eyes narrowed, and I said helplessly.

Lu Xuesong shook his head and stopped me from thinking about it. "Don't be impulsive, even if the portrait of the unique one reappears, it's not so easy to find. In Vietnam, we are not familiar with the place, and it is easy to suffer. It's better to wait and see, anyway, as long as the Yan family is prevented from getting it, as for the others, there is no need to worry."

As soon as I heard this, I was immediately relieved, and when I thought about it, it was really like that. If other people get it, it doesn't have a dime to do with me, whatever he tosses.