Tang Yuan nodded thoughtfully at Yi Huai's explanation, and muttered to himself:

"It turns out that there are so many things about ghosts fulfilling wishes or something... But it's true that this logic is in line with my perception. ”

She muttered something and then lowered her head, then looked at the diary left by Yang Qixuan in her hand.

The chapter she read just now was just the beginning of raising a little ghost, most of it was telling Yang Qixuan's state of mind before raising a little ghost, and she could only get a glimpse of the female ghost's somewhat paranoid and sick state of mind before committing suicide, if it was just the end of it, Tang Yuanyuan didn't think that there would be so many troubles one after another in the future.

And in this so-called soul diary, only the part of the record of raising a ghost is separate from the previous scattered pages, it is written independently on the back of the book, and there seems to be traces of some pieces of paper being torn off in the middle, such a special distinction seems to mean that this length is special.

At least for the owner of the diary, raising a little ghost may be the beginning of some real change for her....

So Tang Yuanyuan took a shot and opened the postquel again, and read it carefully again.

"October 30th."

"The night I was about to try to raise a little ghost and search for a way, I had a magical dream."

"In my dream I saw a boy dressed in traditional old-fashioned Hanfu, I couldn't see his face clearly, I couldn't hear his voice clearly, but I knew that he showed me the way in my dream and took me to an abandoned park in the old town of Chengnan."

"In the park in the old town south of the city in my dream, he took me to dig up an incomplete child's skeleton from under an old tree, and after I dug up the skeleton, he stood in front of me and pointed to the skeleton that seemed to have been buried for some time, and then disappeared into my dream."

"Is the boy who guided me in my dream the skeleton buried there? Did he wish I could dig up his body and make a good offering, but did he fulfill his wishes? ”

"This may be a deal I need, and if that dream is real, then it means that the supplies and objects I need to raise the imp will be solved."

"It was an amazing experience for me. I've never had a dream so clear as if I were there, and I remember even every path in my dreams leading to that corner I hadn't been. ”

"I thought it was a guide from those special beings, and after countless attempts, my mind finally touched the goblins who were willing to grant my wish, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I decided to go to the park as I had in my dreams."

"I took a day off for feeling unwell, and followed my memories to the park of my dreams, and the closer I got to my destination along the way, the more I felt the magic of that dream, because everything was exactly like the dream."

"And in that abandoned park, I actually dug up the bones of children."

"I carefully took it back to the dormitory and enshrined it in the same way as it was said on the Internet."

"I nourish him with my own blood, and hope that my sincerity will please his heart so that he will be willing to change his destiny for me."

This is the end of the second record of raising a little ghost, and at the end of this diary, there is still a part of the diary that has been completely blackened by black charcoal, and it seems that some information is still hidden.

Tang Yuanyuan tried to reverse the angle to read the scratch on the blackened part, but in the end he failed because the diary was too old and wrinkled.

But even the contents of the diaries above seem to be informative enough... The corpses that Yang Qixuan enshrined were not the bones of children who died young, but were dug up by herself, and they were dug up by ghosts at the beginning!

This record immediately overturned the initial speculation that the imp had changed hands... In fact, from beginning to end, this is a deliberate guided scam for Yang Qixuan!

In fact, Yang Qixuan may have turned into a ghost in the end because of this factor, for example, because the mysterious ghost she raised lured her to suicide in the end...

As for whether the boy mentioned in Yang Qixuan's diary was really the boy she saw, Tang Yuanyuan did not doubt it, because she clearly remembered that the boy was indeed wearing an old black style Hanfu, as if he was not the existence of this era at all...

But if the man behind this is really the boy who was in the video and in the aisle, and he doesn't look like he needs to be a substitute for the dead, then what is the purpose of all this here?

Fantastic....

The more Tang Yuanyuan thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he couldn't get an answer, so he could only continue to flip down the diary in his hand.

"Nov. 3."

"The gods I worship have an effect!!"

"He does seem to have the ability to transport for me, and it's been clear to me that I've been getting better and better lately."

"The trivial things that I used to be unable to cope with mentally seem to bother me anymore."

"Recently, whether it is in study or in life, I seem to have a relatively smooth life, in the recent exams I seem to be able to meet most of the exam questions I can do, so the good luck has risen to the middle and upper level of the class, the teacher looks at me and seems not so tired, this is the effect of good luck!"

"I don't know if it's because the gods have shown their powers, but the guys who used to sneer at me and even instruct me to do things have stopped bothering me altogether lately."

"Now they see that I'm deliberately avoiding me, as if they're afraid of something about me... This must be the strength He brought to me... I finally had the courage to look at them on an equal footing with those of them who were born so much higher than I started... At least now with the help of the gods, I won't be able to hold my head up like I used to..."

"By the way, there's another very important thing today... It could be one of the most important turning points in my life... Yu Haoyuan confessed to me!! As the most handsome boy in the class, he actually confessed to an inconspicuous existence like me!! ”

"He said he liked me and wanted to be with me... I used to have the power to peek at his back, and I would have such a day... I used to be laughed at by other girls even if I just looked at him more, and I would have such a day when I wanted to eat swan meat and toad... This is also a gift from the gods! ”

"So many of his ex-girlfriends in the past have relied on beauty and hard work to be able to have a trace of fate with him, presumably they would never have thought that such a thing would happen anyway, right? I don't need to do anything... He can love me too... He could even love me alone, because I'm the one chosen by the gods..."

"This is the happiness that I would never get as a human being, no matter how hard I tried, but now I can easily have it..."

In the third diary about raising a little ghost, Yang Qixuan has changed his title to "him", and when he saw this, Tang Yuanyuan knew that Yang Qixuan had completely gone mad.

"I've already started to call the imps gods... She seems to be a fanatic believer who thinks without a brain..."Tang Yuanyuan looked at this diary and sighed and complained, this diary recorded can be said to be the real beginning of the tragedy after that.

Tang Yuanyuan didn't know how true or false the so-called transfers in Yang Qixuan's diary were... But no matter how you think about it, where in the world is there really such a good thing that can suddenly change fate and make everything smooth sailing?

All gifts come at a price... Yang Qixuan thought that the price she paid was nothing more than the so-called blood and faith, but in fact she paid far more than she received.

Flipping back, Tang Yuanyuan found that the diary from here was no longer continuous, but missing a few pages that had been torn off, and then received the content of the back.

"Nov. 12."

"I had another fight with the guys in the dorm who didn't know what to do."

"It seems to be happening more often lately, and it makes me feel bad."

"I really don't know what's wrong with them, obviously they didn't belong to the part of people who would deliberately get along with me before, keeping the relationship between the well water and not the river water, but I don't know if it's because they're jealous of my recent smooth sailing, or they can't get used to me and Haoyuan being able to live sweetly together, recently they will always come to me for various reasons."

"If it was just a trivial matter, I wouldn't have heard it, but they had the audacity to try to break my cabinet in addition to spreading rumors."

"Do they know what kind of great being is enshrined in my cupboard? I didn't force them to pay tribute to Him with me when I worshiped Him on weekdays, and I tolerated their rudeness and arrogance, but I didn't expect them to dare to secretly take pictures of the sacred relics of the gods and even try to steal my things!! ”

"What do they want to do? Dare to scold me and say that I can't raise such a disgusting thing in the dormitory, who is the disgusting thing? A bunch of guys who don't have the eyesight to see... If they dare to destroy my most important thing, then I should give them a little color..."

"There is a price to be paid for moving my things... Speaking of which, if we could offer more people's blood, wouldn't it be more able to please the gods? ”

This is the end of the fourth diary, and the unfinished ending of this diary made Tang Yuanyuan, who saw this, feel a chill inexplicably, because it was obvious that Yang Qixuan, who wrote the diary, had begun to be mentally abnormal at this time, and had the urge to hit others' attention.

In fact, from the beginning of this diary, Tang Yuanyuan has already discovered the difference between the personality shown by Yang Qixuan in the last few diaries and the first diary.

At the beginning of the diary, Yang Qixuan did conform to everyone's impression of the girl who was inferior and a little autistic and even a little literary, and since the diary of raising a little ghost, the sentences she left have gradually become simple, rough and full of madness, and even the habit of speaking and using punctuation marks has become completely different...

If it weren't for the fact that the handwriting of this diary was indeed only written by one person from beginning to end, Tang Yuanyuan would almost think that Yang Qixuan had been taken away by a strange soul in the later period.

With such a complicated feeling, Tang Yuanyuan turned a few more pages back, and found that the next few articles almost retained the pattern of being torn up and leaving one behind, missing a lot of important changes and information.

Most of the diaries that were left behind did not record much about the real reason for Yang Qixuan's suicide, and she could only see from them that the diary owner was becoming more and more irritable and misanthropic.

Because there were too many diaries that were torn up, Tang Yuanyuan really couldn't piece together more clues, and she didn't even find Yang Qixuan's record of Yu Haoyuan's cheating or breakup from those diaries.

And the deadline for this diary seems to have been written three days before Yang Qixuan's suicide... At least the last date she saw all the way was the day she happened to go to the underworld with Yi Huai.

Tang Yuanyuan didn't find too many clues in the last diary, it was still those complaints and complaints about the people and things around her, so in the end, she could only close the diary with some disappointment, and looked up at Yi Huai, who had been waiting for her to finish reading the diary.

"Useful information, but not much..."

She raised the diary as she said that and shook her head lightly, ready to hand it back to Yi Huai's hand, and at this moment, she suddenly felt that the diary she was holding in her hand suddenly felt a little strange.

The fingers she touched the last page of the diary suddenly had a feeling of touching something viscous liquid, and the moment this touch came, her hand that was halfway through the diary paused, and then immediately withdrew it, not startling and choosing to discard the diary, but reflexively turned it over again.

At the end of the page she turned, words that seemed to be written from viscous blood suddenly began to emerge on the white page, which had been devoid of anything.

"December 18th"

"There are guests who have come to visit my dormitory."