According to Liu Yang, he overturned the completed draft of the second half of the third part of "Hades" that had already been written, and rewrote a new story based on Sun Ami's manuscript. At that time, his thoughts were very simple, but he thought that Sun Ami's story was interesting, very awesome, and 10,000 times better than what he conceived. Well, to measure the value of a novel, the main thing is whether it is good or not, and everything else is nonsense. As for what Sun Ami said, the story has a curse or something, it is a joke, of course Liu Yang didn't care, and laughed it off.

After writing it, he himself was naturally the first reader, and Xu Tong became the second. Xu Tong is a loyal fan of Liu Yang, and he has been chasing "Hades" since it was first released on the Internet, and he is extremely obsessed with Liu Yang. Liu Yang has dealt with him and feels that he is a trustworthy person, and every time he finishes a manuscript, he will send him a part to listen to his opinions. This time is no exception, after the second half of the third part was completed, it was passed to Xu Tong.

Xu Tong's later behavior, what worships the altar and recruits little ghosts, Liu Yang didn't know at all. Today, after listening to Bai Shuang's narration, I realized what happened.

Why Xu Tong would do such a thing, it is impossible to imagine. The only valuable clue is that, judging from the manuscript of "Hades" enshrined in the shrine of his home, his various evil deeds may have a lot to do with that manuscript.

"What the hell is that story?" Bai Shuang couldn't help but ask.

Liu Yang smiled bitterly: "Look at me, and then look at Xu Tong, do you really think you still want to hear that story?" ”

"Your subtext is that Sun Ami's story is really cursed?" Xu Dazhi, who had been silent, asked.

Bai Shuang asked directly: "Since you read that story, what is the curse that brought you?" ”

Liu Yang's face was sour: "Look at me like this, don't you know, isn't this a curse?" ”

Bai Shuang and Xu Dazhi glanced at each other and said nothing more. Liu Yang is really unlucky, he died in a car accident, and his girlfriend is now mentally ill, and this series of blows is really worthy of a curse.

Liu Yang paddled his wheelchair and said quietly: "All the tragedies in my life started from that manuscript. ”

What is involved in this is the most painful thing in Liu Yang's heart. Although Xu Dazhi didn't like him, he didn't salt his wounds. Bai Shuang looked at his mental state, and he was even more moved by compassion.

"Now let's talk about the most realistic problem," Bai Shuang said, "What are your plans for the second half of the third part?" ”

Liu Yang said: "It depends on your attitude. If you just want a good story, without considering the possible consequences of the story being published, I will find a way to find you a manuscript adapted from Sun Ami's manuscript. ”

"Hmph, what are the consequences?" Xu Dazhi sneered.

A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Liu Yang's face: "You can try it." ”

"Is there any other way?" Bai Shuang asked.

Liu Yang sighed: "If you don't plan to use that manuscript, I will authorize it now, and you can find a gunman to make up the second half." For example, the brother Xu Dazhi in front of him. This is what I owe to you, and I have no problem with what you do. ”

Bai Shuang muttered, "Isn't this okay? ”

"Don't be in a hurry to say something bad, go back and ask the leaders of your society. I'm not Cao Xueqin, I don't have such a high level of writing, and it's not difficult to find a gunman to deal with this novel. Readers don't look at any idea or structure, they only care about whether the story is complete or not. ”

At this point, there is nothing more to say. The two stood up and were about to say goodbye, Bai Shuang asked, "Since you and Xu Tong are both cursed, what happened to Li Damin?" ”

Liu Yang leaned forward with his arms on the armrests of his wheelchair and stared at the puppy running on the lawn outside. After a while, he said: "It's been a long time since I heard from him." ”

Anyway, he was leaving, and what Xu Dazhi said was a little unpleasant: "You want to design my plot, why don't you design your own plot, see how you get out of here?" ”

"Who says I didn't design?" Liu Yang smiled and looked at the two of them.

"I devised a very clever plot to get out of here. We'll see. He swept his eyes over the two men, then picked up the newspaper on his lap and looked. This is obviously not wanting to speak, and the eviction order is issued.

Bai Shuang and Xu Dazhi came out of the hospital, and Xu Dazhi was still unsatisfied: "This Liu Yang is chattering, I think his illness is not light." ”

Bai Shuang rubbed her hands, frowned, sighed vigorously, and muttered what to do.

Xu Dazhi saw him like this, and he was angry: "Lao Bai, your psychological quality is too poor." You can't stand it anymore, and how can you do big things in the future. ”

Bai Shuang waved his hand: "It's none of your business, it's messy if you care about yourself." You don't understand how I'm feeling right now. ”

"But then again, the story of what Liu Yang said about Noh drama is quite interesting, and you can write a short story." Xu Dazhi pinched his joints and said excitedly: "I still have something to gain from this time." When I wrote a short story and received the manuscript fee, I bought some fruit to see him. Ha ha. ”

He had just laughed twice when the phone rang, and the message on it read: Son. Xu Dazhi's heart twitched suddenly, what hit him the most in this failed marriage was not that his wife had an affair to cuckold him, nor the bad feelings of the later divorce, but his son. When he divorced, Xu Dazhi said that he didn't want anything, only his son. But the wife resolutely did not allow it, snatched the custody of the child, and finally the court ruled that the son belonged to the ex-wife.

His son's name is Xu Lei, he is five years old and has not yet gone to school this year, he is very well-behaved and tiger-brained. And it's very sensible, and anyone who sees it likes it.

"Good son." Xu Dazhi answered the phone.

"Daddy." The son's milky voice sounded.

Xu Dazhi's tears almost fell. I haven't seen my son for more than half a year, I really want to. How many times did he mention it to his ex-wife, but the woman just didn't allow it. The son's "Dad" at this time completely destroyed his reason. Xu Dazhi reluctantly made a gesture to Bai Shuang, and then turned to a place where no one was, and his hand holding the mobile phone was trembling.

"Do you miss Dad?"

"Yes! Dad," Xu Lei said softly: "I dreamed of you last night." ”

"Ugh." Xu Dazhi didn't know what to say, and his eyes were red.

"Dad, I'm sick." The son said softly.

"What's wrong?" Xu Dazhi wiped his eyes: "Did you take medicine?" ”

"Eat, mom gave it to me. I'm still uncomfortable, Dad, I miss you. ”

Xu Dazhi comforted his son on the phone, and immediately called his ex-wife. The ex-wife's voice was cold: "What are you doing?" ”

"Do you know that your son is sick?" Xu Dazhi is aggressive.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter what you mean, I'm his father, not a wild father outside......" Before the words were finished, the phone was disconnected and people hung up.

Bai Shuang stood behind him at some point and patted him on the shoulder. Xu Dazhi smiled reluctantly, squeezing his phone tightly, as if he was about to grab water.

Bai Shuang returned to the club, found the director Lao Chang, and told all the stories about meeting Liu Yang. Lao Chang was leisurely drinking tea, but after listening to it, his eyes were straight. I kept holding the tea jar and didn't put it down.

"It's like a novel." Lao Chang breathed a sigh of relief: "If I didn't know that you Baishuang is a reliable person, I really thought you were a prank." ”

"What are we going to do?" Bai Shuang asked.

Chang rubbed his eyebrows, obviously not expecting this problem to be so tricky. He thought for a while and said, "Bai Shuang, I want you to objectively assess Liu Yang's mental state. ”

Bai Shuang knew what the director meant by asking, he felt that all this was too unbelievable, maybe it was a story made up by the mentally ill Liu Yang.

Bai Shuang pondered it for a moment and said: "As far as I can observe, although his attitude is a little cold and unsmiling, the logical clues of the whole person's speech are very clear and organized, not like a madman who talks nonsense. And the eccentricity of Xu Tong's family is something I have personally experienced, and I really can't use common sense to deal with it. Personally, I believe what Liu Yang said. ”

Lao Chang motioned for him to continue.

"If the manuscript is really cursed, whoever looks at it is unlucky. Then let's be really cautious......"

"But what if the manuscript is really very readable?! The value of the text is really huge?! Really like Liu Yang said, even his works are garbage in front of the manuscript, then the story of this manuscript must be very exciting, this may be an opportunity for our society. "The old man's eyes are blazing.

Bai Shuang chuckled in her heart, it's bad, Chang Chang can't really move the idea of that manuscript.

He muttered, "Anyway, I think you have to be cautious......"

"That's it," the old man said, "you first find a way to get the manuscript, and we'll see and decide." As for the gunman, I'll look for it, write first. In this way, we will not delay at either end. ”

"Director Chang, that manuscript is a curse ......"

Lao Chang laughed: "Do you think I will believe such nonsense? You're still too young and too gullible to be fooled. This Liu Yang doesn't know what the hell is doing, maybe he will hype up his manuscript in this way. What Sun Ami can play, it is estimated that he made it up, isn't he a novelist himself? He and that Xu Tong were in a hurry, so he made a mystery, and deliberately used mystery and weirdness to create an atmosphere, so that the manuscript would appreciate in value, and let us pay more. The technique is a little naïve, but it also has a good effect, aren't you fooled? ”

"But the handprints behind my back ......," Bai Shuang said.

Lao Chang was a little impatient: "Okay, okay, your immediate task is to get the manuscript in hand, I want to see what kind of curse method it is, it's ridiculous." ”

Coming out of the director's office, Bai Shuang had no choice but to contact Liu Yang's father again, hoping that he would have the opportunity to visit the psychiatric hospital next time.

Xu Dazhi wrote a manuscript at home for two days, and it was hot and hot, and he was really upset and irritable. The short story started several times, but I was not satisfied, and I wrote and deleted it.

In the past two days, he made several calls to his son Xu Lei, but no one was found. Xu Lei is now raised by his ex-wife, who has organized a new family. Xu Lei called him that day on a landline at his ex-wife's house.

He called according to the number, either no one answered or his ex-wife answered, and his ex-wife sprayed his scolded dog blood on the phone, and gave a serious notice, if he called home to harass him, he would call the police. Xu Dazhi begged on the phone, just wanted to hear his son's voice, and his ex-wife withheld the phone without saying a word.

Xu Dazhi turned around the house twice in annoyance, wanting to sneak a peek at his son, but forget it after thinking about it. If you go, you can see people and talk about it, even if you say goodbye in a hurry, it's even more disturbing. Besides, the ex-wife is also the son's mother after all, not the stepmother. No matter how much I will let my son suffer.

He sighed, sat down and recoded, barely writing for a day. In the evening, taking advantage of the night breeze, he went out for a walk.

As I walked, I suddenly thought of Xu Tong. Curious for a while, Xu Tong recruited little ghosts at home, which is also a good material. He took a taxi to the community where Xu Tong lived.

When I got here, before I got out of the car, I saw a sea of people in the community, and the police lights in the crowd were shining, which was extremely eye-catching in the dark night.

He hurriedly paid and got out of the car. I was really stunned to see the scene in front of me, not to mention that there could be thousands of people, all of them were ordinary people, wearing cool clothes, some fanning fans, huddled together, and the crowd was surging.

Xu Dazhi knew what was going on, so he squeezed in desperately, and when he squeezed to the front, he was sweating profusely. He saw through the gap in the crowd and finally saw inside.

The building where Xu lives has been completely cordoned off by the police with a yellow cordon.