Wang Jing's mother didn't understand the meaning of Wu Dazhi's words at first, and Wu Dazhi didn't want to hide it any more. After all, the sooner this kind of thing is spoken out, the more ways to solve it, and the consequences will not be irreversible.
Wang Jing's mother spent a lot of effort thinking about what Wu Dazhi meant. Finally, she slowly said, "What does Mr. Wu mean? I don't quite understand!"
"Your daughter is possessed!" Wu Dazhi said concisely and concisely.
At the same time, Wang Jing rushed out from nowhere, grabbed her mother's clothes, and shook her mother with strength that was not what a child should have:
"Give that thing back to me! Give that thing back to me!"
Wang Jing's mother seemed to be very afraid of her daughter. She wanted to retreat, but she couldn't. She shook her head in pain:
"Wang Jing, please tell my mother what is missing. If it was left at school, I will ask the teacher and classmates to help you find it!"
After listening to her mother's words, Wang Jing slowly put her hands down and kept shaking her head, as if she was thinking about where she left her things.
"Wang Jing!" Wu Dazhi suddenly spoke and took out the tape from his arms: "Is this what you are looking for?"
Wang Jing slowly turned around, and Wu Dazhi took a breath of air. At this time, Wang Jing could not be called a human at all. Her red eyes could no longer distinguish between the kernels and the whites of her eyes. Her face was also unusually pale, and there was a hint of "humanity" in the corner of her mouth.
Unreachable arc.
"Give it back to me!" While Wu Dazhi was observing Wang Jing, she had already rushed over. The speed was so fast that Wu Dazhi was slightly surprised. It seemed that the key to all the problems was in this tape.
Seeing Wang Jing rushing towards him, Wu Dazhi turned slightly to one side. It was too late to recite a spell or anything. Fortunately, his left hand could use spiritual power without using spells.
Therefore, Wu Dazhi recited the six-character mantra silently in his heart, and quickly hit Wang Jing's forehead with his left palm. At this time, Wang Jing's attention was all on the tape, and he did not realize that Wu Dazhi's blow had any effect.
What danger.
She probably just wanted to get the tape back, so she rushed forward without hesitation, and then she could only scream... and green smoke started to rise from Wang Jing's body.
Wang Jing's mother was initially frightened. At this time, she couldn't lie to herself, saying that Wang Jing had mental problems due to excessive stress. But when she saw her daughter rolling on the ground in pain, she felt very distressed.
, stepped forward and wanted to help Wang Jing up, but was stopped by Wu Dazhi.
"Don't worry, she will fall asleep in a few minutes!" Wu Dazhi said, looking at Wang Jing rolling on the ground.
Wang Jing's mother didn't believe it, but she was blocked by Wu Dazhi and couldn't do anything except worry. Fortunately, after about a minute or two, Wang Jing finally calmed down. Wu Dazhi stepped forward and pulled Wang Jing out.
Hug it up.
At the same time, a dark figure suddenly appeared next to Wang Jing. It was the boy who was buried with him at the beginning. He looked at Wu Dazhi fiercely and said:
"Stinky Taoist! Why do you want to ruin my good deeds? These children died for their oaths. This is the way of heaven!"
"Fuck you, Heaven!" Wu Dazhi didn't even look at the burial boy: "Just because you dare to talk about Heaven, you yourself are something that shouldn't exist!"
The burial boy was scolded by Wu Dazhi, and he became even more angry. He stamped his feet and said viciously: "Just wait, I will let all those children die. You can't save any of them!"
Before Wu Dazhi could say anything, the burial boy turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, Wu Dazhi realized that Wang Jing's mother was standing behind him. She was looking at him with wide eyes and a loss.
"It's okay, I just taught a lesson to the kid who pestered your girl!" Wu Dazhi said lightly, but he was not so relaxed in his heart. The posture of burying the boy just now would have killed all the people who had made a contract with him.
, with an attitude of never giving up, Wu Dazhi suddenly felt a little tired. Shouldn't he talk nonsense with the buried boy and directly save him?
After Wang Jing was settled, Wu Dazhi and Wang Jing's mother came to the living room. Before Wang Jing's mother could speak, Wu Dazhi asked straight to the point:
"Have you seen the news today? Another child jumped off a building, and as far as I know, that child knows your Wang Jing!"
Wang Jing's mother's body was shaking uncontrollably. When she got up this morning, she watched the news. It was precisely because of the suicide cases reported on the news that she felt very uneasy.
"Yes!" Wang Jing's mother nodded slightly, burying her head in her hands painfully, as if recalling something painful: "These children all know each other! It's all my fault, I shouldn't have
Send Wang Jing there!"
"Send it to where?" Wu Dazhi suddenly became energetic, and for a moment he felt that the truth of the matter was right in front of him.
"An extracurricular class is a place to learn music and performance!" Wang Jing's mother finally raised her head, and Wu Dazhi could see that she had just cried.
"Please tell me more specifically. If I guess correctly, the dirty thing on your daughter's body should be related to that place!"
Wu Dazhi didn't want to scare Wang Jing's mother, but he felt that the more dangerous it was to talk about the matter, the more the woman in front of him could tell everything she knew without reservation.
"Yes!" Wang Jing's mother nodded slightly. In fact, even if Wu Dazhi didn't scare her, she planned to tell everything she knew. She was afraid of losing her daughter, the only relative she depended on.
"That extracurricular class was introduced by the girl who committed suicide by jumping off the building in the first place. She and Xiaojing have been classmates since kindergarten. Her parents and I also have a very good relationship. Although I thought it was strange when I went to that extracurricular class for the first time.
Because the relationship between the two families was very good, and I was too embarrassed to refuse, I let Xiaojing take classes there first with the attitude of giving it a try..."
While talking, Wang Jing's mother kept wiping her tears with napkins, "But what I didn't expect was that the extracurricular class teacher taught really well. Wang Jing only studied with him for more than a month. Once again,
She won third place in the singing competition, and later the extracurricular class teacher told me that if Wang Jing could study there for one year, she could be admitted to the middle school affiliated with the Central Conservatory of Music..."
Wu Dazhi couldn't bear to interrupt a mother's memories, but that wasn't what he wanted to hear. The only thing he wanted to know now was what was going on in this extracurricular class.
In the middle of speaking, Wang Jing's mother raised her head and glanced at Wu Dazhi. Seeing the anxious look on his face, she smiled sheepishly:
"Did I talk a lot of nonsense? I'll just give you the address of that extracurricular class!"
With that said, Wang Jing's mother stood up, walked to the room, took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote an address on the paper, and handed it to Wu Dazhi.