When Wu Dazhi came out of Wang Jing's house, it happened to be Bai Shu's school break time. Therefore, Wu Dazhi was not in a hurry to go to Wang Jing's extracurricular class to find the answer.
"Uncle Dazhi!" When Wu Dazhi arrived at the gate of Baishu School, Baishu had been waiting at the gate for a long time.
Wu Dazhi looked at his watch and saw that he was not late. Damn it, this kid skipped class, right? This kid must not follow his example, otherwise...
Wu Dazhi didn't dare to think about it, because Director Bai was still a terrifying existence to Wu Dazhi.
"You're not skipping class, are you?" Seeing Bai Shu getting into the car happily, Wu Dazhi said angrily: "Don't think I dare not beat you. If you skip class..."
"I'm a good student, how could I skip class!" As he said this, Bai Shu waved his fist at Wu Dazhi with great dissatisfaction: "Uncle Dazhi, I have done you a great favor. This afternoon I found out what they have in common.
At..."
"We just went to the same extracurricular class!" Wu Dazhi said with a smile. Baizhu dared to come to him to ask for credit, so he poured a basin of cold water on him.
Sure enough, when Bai Shu heard what Wu Dazhi said, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled mysteriously: "Brother Dazhi, besides this, there is also very important information!"
"What information?" Although Wu Dazhi didn't believe that Bai Shu could have any other important information, he still asked casually out of a sense of responsibility not to miss any information.
"You only know that they attended the same extracurricular class. Do you know what the extracurricular class teacher does at home?" Bai Zhu asked with a smile on his face.
"Baizhu, do you think I have the same IQ as you?" Wu Dazhi said disdainfully: "An extracurricular class that teaches music, what do you think their family can do? Of course they make music!"
"Wrong!" Bai Shu clapped his little hands excitedly: "I knew you would say that, but this time you are really wrong. It turns out that the teacher of the extracurricular class did not graduate from a serious music school. Their ancestors have always been
Those who do mournful things!”
Damn, Wu Dazhi was so frightened that he couldn't drive after listening to Baizhu's words, Aile? Isn't this a bit too bloody? But then I thought about it, if the teacher really came from Aile, it could still explain why the buried boy was found
his students.
"Uncle Dazhi, the tape I gave you at noon, I heard that the teacher gave it to them. However, the teacher is also very picky. Not everyone can get the tape, only those who are interested in it!
"
As soon as Bai Shu finished speaking, he felt that Wu Dazhi's speed had obviously accelerated a lot. Bai Shu nervously grasped the seat belt and said with a slightly trembling voice:
"Uncle Dazhi... take it easy, the tape can't escape, you don't have to risk your life!"
Wu Dazhi was too lazy to pay attention to Baizhu. He suddenly felt that this matter had become very serious. If the buried child found a substitute, it would be a random matter. In other words, there would be no selectiveness at all. Which child he saw would be that child.
Now, although I don't know if the extracurricular class teacher was bewitched by the buried boy, his deliberate approach at least proves that this matter is definitely not as simple as finding a substitute.
Back at Xiaowei Building, Wu Dazhi threw Bai Shu directly to Xie Rusi. Bai Shu sensed that something was wrong with Wu Dazhi and did not dare to say much, so he followed Xie Rusi upstairs to eat.
"Fat man, Xiaoyou!" Wu Dazhi took out the tape from his arms and immediately went to look for the cassette radio he had seen in a corner before.
"Dazhi, what's wrong?" The fat man slowly walked out of the kitchen holding a big chicken leg: "I'm telling you, buddy, I made a new discovery today!"
"Don't talk about you yet, I have discovered something here!" Wu Dazhi interrupted Zhou Zijing, and at this time Xiaoyou also came to him.
The two of them saw that Wu Dazhi looked strange and knew that he must have made a big discovery, so they stopped talking and watched Wu Dazhi busy.
Not long after, Wu Dazhi finally found the radio that was thrown in the corner. He plugged it in and tried it. Fortunately, it worked.
He hurriedly put in the tape that Bai Zhu gave him. There was a long blank period at first. That long period of time made people think that the tape had nothing recorded at all and it was a useless tape.
Just when Wu Dazhi wanted to give up, a voice finally came from the radio. As soon as the voice sounded, everyone present couldn't help but get excited.
Although the radio was playing a nursery rhyme, the aura of death revealed there made everyone present feel uncomfortable.
At this moment, Baizhu, who was eating upstairs, felt as if his heart had been thrown into a dryer, and he was so badly injured that he couldn't breathe.
His breathing began to become very rapid, as if he would die in the next second. Xie Rusi did not dare to delay, jumped from the second floor to the lobby on the first floor, quickly ran to Wu Dazhi, and pulled out the plug at once.
"Wu Dazhi, what the hell did you bring back? Bai Shu almost died!" Xie Rusi got along very well with Bai Shu these days, and she even felt a little bit like he was her biological son.
"This was given to me by Baizhu. It was found in Wang Jing's Desk Hall! Rusi, please go up and take care of Baizhu first. I'll talk to you privately later!" Wu Dazhi's face became worse and worse. He didn't expect this thing to be like this.
Great power.
"Xiao You, do you know what song this is?" Wu Dazhi was good at removing spirits, but he didn't know much about some basic knowledge. He often needed Xiao You's help at this time.
"If I remember correctly, this is a type of sad music that was very popular in the Northeast a long time ago!" Xiaoyou frowned and said, "This kind of sad music is usually sung in the tone of a child's burial, so it's slowly coming.
Later, it became a song used by Burial Boy to confuse children!"
"Dazhi, burn that thing quickly. It should be fine after it's burned, right?" Zhou Zijing had already finished eating the big chicken drumstick. He was worse than Wu Dazhi, and he didn't know the weird knowledge, so he said casually.
.
"It's useless!" Xiaoyou shook his head: "If you want to eliminate the curse of Burial Boy, you must eliminate Burial Boy itself, otherwise the contract will still exist."
"But where are we going to find the buried boy?" Ruyan drifted over at some point. She tilted her head as if thinking about a very important question: "By the way, should we find Ziyi? He is a police officer. What should we do?"
Everyone knows it!”
As soon as Ruyan finished speaking, everyone looked at her. It was impossible to find Liu Ziyi, but they still had a good helper, Dajin Watch! Isn't Dajinbian the official in charge of this area?
But when they thought of the big gold watch, everyone was in trouble again. The guy was elusive. Where should they go to find it?