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Chapter 125

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Hei Jie had been a little crazy recently.

The reason was that he wanted to destroy two pages of his diary, which contained some content that couldn't be discovered by others and made him feel a little ashamed.

But the diary actually, actually, actually restored itself!

He tore the diary into pieces crazily, only to find that it seemed to have a life of its own, constantly reassembling and restoring itself …

He was so scared that he finally threw the diary into the fire.

But something that made him even more afraid happened.

That diary had actually been 'reborn' from the ashes!

It turned into a brand new, strange 'Book of Curses'! As long as he got the target's name and blood and wrote it in the notebook, he could curse the target to death!

He crazily wrote down questions in the notebook, hoping to communicate with the other party.

After countless attempts, he could only sadly admit that this notebook couldn't be communicated at all. It could only show the corresponding answer when he asked a specific question.

Of course, Hei Jie swore that the reason why he explored the secrets of this notebook was definitely not because he wanted to curse someone.

Even if he was often blackmailed by senior students for his pocket money and had some thoughts of revenge, it was at most a delusion to hit the other party with a stick one day. It was difficult for the teenager to make up his mind to let the other party die.

Finally, Hei Jie thought of an attempt.

He bought a little hamster and named it 'Rat One'. He used a knife to take the hamster's blood and wrote the name in the notebook.

"I must be crazy …"

"But this notebook … What is it?"

The next day, Hei Jie came to the side of the rat cage and immediately smelled a stench.

The little hamster named 'Rat One' was actually dead!

Not only that, its body began to rot, emitting a foul smell.

A normal corpse would never rot so quickly.

It must have been affected by some inexplicable, terrifying, and incomprehensible influence.

"Ugh …"

Hei Jie couldn't stand it and directly vomited.

Not only that, but he also had to secretly bury the hamster and endure his mother's nagging.

Breakfast was oatmeal with bread and jam. There was originally bacon, but when Hei Jie looked at the bright red meat, he felt disgusted. His throat rolled, and he almost vomited.

"I'm full!"

He almost didn't eat anything. He directly grabbed his schoolbag and ran out of the door.

On the way, he saw a place that had been sealed off. Some people were pointing at it, so he hurriedly picked up his bag and left.

On the way to the school, there was a sign that read 'Lan Ling High School' hanging on the school gate.

Hei Jie rubbed his stomach and walked into the classroom. He sat down at his seat and opened his bag.

The notebook with the black cover was among the many textbooks, and he quickly stuffed it into the drawer.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but when he touched the cover of the notebook, Hei Jie felt a chill travel along the skin of his fingers, all the way to his shoulder.

"This thing … is really strange …"

He did not dare to leave the notebook at home, so he could only carry it with him.

Ding!

When the bell rang, Hei Jie hurriedly sat down and looked at all the students in the classroom, as well as the empty desk. A trace of sadness appeared on his face.

That desk belonged to Ziyuan.

Ziyuan was his classmate. She had good grades, a gentle personality, and was very pretty.

Hei Jie had always been secretly in love with her, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He didn't even dare to look at her.

To be able to follow her footsteps from afar after school was a very happy thing.

These secrets were all recorded in his diary, and no one else knew about it.

But … she was dead. She was brutally murdered.

And the case had not been solved until now.

"If there's one person who must be cursed, it must be the murderer!"

Hei Jie reached his hand into the desk and touched the notebook.

That icy-cold feeling, on the contrary, made his heart clear, and he made up his mind.



During class.

"Ah Jie … have you heard?"

Hei Jie's best friend, Shang Han, came over mysteriously. "Ziyuan's death is not the first!"

"What? Is there a serial killer? "Hei Jie was shocked." Has the murderer been caught? "

"It's very strange … you know, my dad is more well-informed. He said that the authorities have sealed off an area, which is the place where Ziyuan died. It is said that there are already a few people missing there, and they need to wait for someone to come and deal with it …" Shang Han looked around and said in a low voice.

"Sealed off area? What's the use? Didn't the murderer run away? "Hei Jie thought of what he saw on the way to school in the morning and asked in confusion.

"This … I'm not sure. Anyway, it's like that." Shang Han scratched his head.

"That area is on the third street. We often go there to play … I remember there is a sewer that we can go through, maybe it's not sealed off … Are you going to invite me to go take a look?" Hei Jie thoughtfully tapped his pencil on the table.

"Are you kidding me? Why do we have to go to a murder scene? It's so scary! "

Shang Han made a shivering expression. "Besides … if I'm caught, my dad will definitely beat me to death … Just now, the teacher said that it's not safe outside, and suggested that we go home together after school."

"Yeah … who would voluntarily run to a dangerous place?"

Hei Jie took his hand out of the drawer.

Although the notebook was scary and evil, if the murderer's name was unknown and there was no blood, the lethality was less than a fruit knife.

"After all … I'm just an ordinary person. Ziyuan, I'm sorry …"

For the rest of the class, Hei Jie was in a daze, like a zombie until school was over.

"Ah Jie, let's go home together."

Shang Han dragged Hei Jie and two other classmates, one called Green Damask and the other called Nair, home together.

The four of them lived close to Ziyuan's house. Usually, they would pass by the third street on their way home.

But today, they deliberately took a detour and avoided that area.

"Ziyuan … Poor thing …"

Green Damask sighed. She had two braids and looked very pretty when she smiled.

"I hope we can catch the murderer soon …"

Hei Jie lowered his head and walked. For some reason, he felt that the road home was especially long.

"Everyone … Are we going the wrong way …" Shang Han's voice suddenly rang out. "I feel like this place is so unfamiliar …"

"Don't scare me!" Nair screamed.

"Why would I scare you? I'm panicking too! "Shang Han replied.

Hei Jie stopped and looked around.

It was an alley with residential areas on both sides. It looked no different from an ordinary street.

But … it was too quiet. There seemed to be no one around, and no cars passed by.

Silence, depression, and depression …

"Let's … go back."

Hei Jie took a few steps back and turned to leave. The four of them walked faster and faster.

After passing through an intersection, he was shocked to find that he seemed to have returned to the alley.

The surroundings were empty, and there was no sound at all.

"Sob … I'm scared …" Nair's voice was already sobbing.

"What … is going on?" Hei Jie mumbled to himself.

Right at this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

It seemed like someone was coming from the end of the road …

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