Xu Ye patted the dust on his notebook and discovered that after shaking off the dust, there were some blood stains on it.
The blood bubbling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then formed four words - a curse note.
?
Xu Ye tilted his head.
"Tsk, this is actually a forbidden item, not an ordinary notebook. Open it and take a look." The gangster urged.
Xu Ye did as he was told and opened the cover.
However, there is a blank inside, pure white paper, not stained by dust. It looks a little special, but it seems normal.
"Wait, let me take a look."
The bandit asked Xu Ye to stretch out his tentacles, and his energy spread along the tentacles and entangled the notebook.
After a while, the bandit took back his energy and said:
"This is a C-level taboo, a cursed handwriting. It has two functions."
"The first function is that as long as you write the curse content on it, you can curse others."
"The second function is recording. It has the ability to shield cause and effect. Some unspeakable content can be recorded on it and will not disappear."
"However, the prerequisite for using it is that each time it is opened, a drop of fresh blood is required. The owner of the blood is an awakened person, and the other person's IQ cannot exceed 100."
IQ below 100?
Xu Ye thinks that his IQ is far above 100.
This is difficult to do.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, got up and walked downstairs.
The night is already deep.
But there are still many people who get off work and rush home, tired and dusty.
Xu Ye discovered that Wangchun Building was already the best apartment in the neighborhood. Like other apartments, there was not even cleaning, and everything was filled with the rancid smell of garbage.
Near the 17th floor, he found two people as he wished.
Li Wan and Lu Xiaodao.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
At this time, the two people were leaning on the corner of the 17th floor, squatting on the ground, puffing away smoke.
"It's so cool. A cigarette afterwards is better than a living god." Li Wan squinted his eyes, his face showing the feeling of relief after having an intimate interaction with the girl standing on the street.
Lu Xiaodao was envious: "Brother Wan, your company is really good. You can go to the red light district together and get reimbursement. You can get me in too."
Li Wan chuckled: "Our unit has high requirements. You are young and have no education, so it is a bit difficult."
In recent days, after he reported the task, there wasn't much to do. Anyway, half of the blame had been thrown out, and now he only needed to wait for notification.
So, Zhu Dalong took him to visit some happy places today.
"But prices are skyrocketing now. Chickens are too expensive. Ordering one costs 500 federal coins. Some diamond chickens are even more expensive, at least 2,000."
"Then I can't afford to go. If my little sister finds out, I'll be doomed." Lu Xiaodao smacked his lips, "By the way, Brother Wan, I've always had a question. Do you think a rooster is a duck?"
Li Wan: "???"
"Doctor Xu?"
At this moment, the two heard footsteps and looked up, only to see Xu Yeshi coming down from upstairs.
Li Wan is cautious.
Lu Xiaodao subconsciously hid the cigarette butt behind his back, but then he thought, this is so wrong, why should I be afraid of him.
Xu Ye's eyes lit up when he saw the two of them, but then he thought about it. Li Wan worked for the FBI. Although he was a little weird, his IQ was definitely over 100.
So, he aimed at Lu Xiaodao. Without saying a word, he took out a dagger and took Lu Xiaodao's hand. There was a knife on his finger.
Put the dripping blood into a glass test tube.
"What...what?"
Lu Xiaodao was stunned.
Xu Ye said calmly: "Be a DNA, I'm afraid you are my son."
"Ah? Oh..." Lu Xiaodao nodded numbly.
After waiting for Xu Ye to leave for a long time, he suddenly slapped his head and roared at Li Wan: "Is that kid taking advantage of me?"
Li Wan was silent and moved away silently. He was afraid of being infected with low IQ.
…
After returning to the room, Xu Ye carefully dripped Lu Xiaodao's blood on the Book of Curses.
A crack immediately formed on its surface, absorbing the blood.
When Xu Ye opened the cover again, there was already writing on it.
[When you read this line, you are already dead...]
Xu Ye frowned. He stood up silently, stretched out his tentacles, grabbed the notebook, and then slammed it against the floor, ceiling, and wall.
After typing, he opened the notebook again.
The handwriting on it has changed.
Sure enough, I still can't be a good person.
"On November 20th, it has been two months since I left my place of exile and my lovely daughter."
"My lovely daughter must miss me so much."
"..."
The handwriting is messy.
"We are looking for traces of the Lord. We hide everything, disguise ourselves as ordinary people, and sail on the sea."
"On November 30, we noticed that the Lord only had a trace of residual thoughts and very weak mental fluctuations. The Lord asked us to escape."
"Where to escape?"
“The Lord tells us to search, where to search?”
"The Lord seemed confused, and we felt the Lord's fear and helplessness."
"We hold the holy objects in our hands and pray sincerely. Please believe us, Lord, and we will guide you to come. This collapsed world needs you to cleanse it. Everyone is waiting for you to lead us to a new world."
"December 11th."
"The Lord asked us to abandon the place of exile, where a bloodbath will begin in the future."
"On December 12, the Lord asked us to go to the place of exile, where He buried a treasure."
"We don't know which sentence to believe, but one thing is certain. He fell into madness and chaos..."
"In January, we spent a happy New Year with our daughter. We didn't want our daughter to be dragged into this incident. We followed the information provided by the Lord in the place of exile and found the treasure. It was a treasure in a suburb of District 7.
Abandoned cemetery."
"There is no harvest. The Lord may really be thinking abnormally."
"But the journey is still going on."
"As the founders of the Huilong Sect, my wife and I cannot give up like this. We can die, but my daughter cannot. We can live in a corrupt and collapsed world, but my daughter cannot, and our descendants cannot
."
"Everything, for her, my lovely daughter."
"On March 1, one of our members was deformed by pollution, and we threw him into the ocean."
"What puzzles us is that his emotions have always been very stable, and his second personality has always been very docile. It was just when he entered Sequence 7 that it suddenly became distorted."
"On March 30, we were in the Uman Islands and came into contact with the Reincarnation Religion."
"We exchanged information and obtained the map of the blasphemer, which gave us new hope."
"It's just that the strange thing is that they have always believed that the sky is round and the earth is round. This world is not a planet, but a continent."
"The world has an end. At a certain point, there is a cliff-like drop. Below, there is endless sea water and abyss."
"We don't believe it because satellites have gone up to the sky before and proved that the world is a sphere, but that was all a hundred years ago."
"At the end of June, I went back home. Little Niannian is still so cute. I hope my daughter will always be carefree."
"On June 15, we set out again."
"We finally received His signal again. We finally knew His name. He is the master of the illusion. He asked us to go to Mandala Island."
"Goodbye, my dear little Niannian, we will find a new world."
The diary ends here.
Xu Ye flipped through two more pages and found a coordinate in his notebook. He checked on the map and found that the coordinate was not the Uman Islands, but a nearby sea area.
As for Mandala Island, it is a small island in the Uman Islands.
"It's a bit confusing." Xu Ye pinched his eyebrows.
"Zhou Nian's parents are the founders of Huilong Sect, so what they believe in is the Lord of Illusion, but the Lord of Illusion has long since fallen, unless..."
"Little greenskin!"
The bandit jumped twice: "Well, there is a possibility that the little greenskins are best at deception and lies. The illusion master may have some residual consciousness left in the beginning, and this consciousness remains on the holy objects in their mouths.
"
"The reason why they think his thoughts are confused is probably because the little green skin is controlling the illusion."
"Then, as they continued to come into contact with Him, they fell into the trap of the little green skin."
"The poor Huilong Cult didn't know from beginning to end that their master had been replaced a long time ago."
