Chapter 19: The Cursed Evil Object

  Before, I just thought they were a bunch of psychos, but after experiencing that series of strange events, I had no choice but to believe!

  I used to think that the most fearsome thing about my grandmother was her endless ghost stories, such as the red-haired old man squatting in the toilet, the beautiful corpse standing on the burial ground, the ghost hanging from a Chinese parasol tree with a rope, and the drowned ghost looking for a substitute, etc.

  At that time, listening to it only felt exciting and wonderful. Maybe there were really ghosts and monsters, but they were far away from me. Now, when I encounter these mysterious things one after another, I no longer have the chance to listen to my grandmother's stories. My heart is filled with sorrow and my mood has become low.

  I naturally noticed the doubt that had been on Qin's face all along, and she whispered to me: "It's just strange, after so many years, your grandmother finally let us come see her, but as soon as we arrived, she passed away! Later, we encountered the disappearance of a child in your neighborhood! We felt suspicious, tracked it down, found the place where that evil thing was practicing, and didn't expect to arrive there, only to find you and that evil thing already lying on the ground!"

  I nodded, and the twists and turns of life are not just these. In my grandmother's last days before she passed away, I was with her. There were no signs or warnings, but that morning she asked me to go to Zhang's tailor shop to pick up some clothes. The clothes were wrapped up, and I didn't look at them. When I got back, I found out that my grandmother had passed away, very peacefully, like falling asleep. Amidst my grief, I opened the package with the clothes and found it was her funeral attire.

  This shows that my grandmother knew her life was coming to an end, but she never mentioned it to me at all.

  I didn't tell them about these things after all they are family matters.

  That day before going to the cave, I saw Xiaobei, and then I lost consciousness. What happened afterwards, I don't know at all. As soon as I opened my mouth, I asked: "By the way, has the child from next door been found?"

  "We found you, that day was the full moon, it was the day when the evil creature practiced drinking blood to cultivate its body. It hadn't even had time to lay hands on the child before it discovered you." She paused for a moment and asked me tentatively: "But little fairy, how did you subdue the evil creature? I heard your father say that you don't understand anything!"

  I told the truth: "I don't know what happened at that time, I just remember hearing my grandmother's voice and involuntarily reciting a string of spells on the monster's head. Yes, I had never memorized such spells before, and they were not in any language I was familiar with."

  Wang Han stared at me with his mouth agape, as if I were that mysterious soul they had been talking about. I thought they knew what was going on, but judging from their expressions, it seemed like they didn't know anything!

  Even Qin Youyou said to me with a puzzled expression, "It's strange, that shape-shifting evil thing has been cursed..."

  She had more to say later, but knowing I was listening, she hesitated and looked at me, then stopped talking.

  I was very curious and asked her: "What will happen to a cursed evil object?"

  That wicked thing will also be cursed, and who is it that casts a spell on it?

  Qin Youyou didn't tell me, and just shook her head.

  My intuition tells me there's something she doesn't want me to know.

  She just asked me: "Do you still remember those spells?"

  I gazed up at the ceiling, trying hard to recall for a long time, shaking my head and answering: "I don't remember!"

  Everything that happened that night didn't seem real, many plots were confusing, especially how I went up the mountain and how I died under the monster's mouth, I really don't remember!

  If someone jumped out and told me it was just a dream now, I would be more than happy to believe them.

  "How could you forget such a powerful spell?" Wang Han, shaking off the fat on his body, finally jumped in front of me, and as he spoke, saliva flew onto my face.

  I wiped it hard with a bit of anger, staring at him.

  But unexpectedly, this fat guy was completely ignorant.