Chapter 278 Who is cursing me

Chen Chushi silently recorded the style of the talismans and took a look at the complete collection of talismans in this island country when he had time.

In the dim room, Chen Chushi told Tsuda Daigo that he wanted to know the legend of the Hachiko girl. Tsuda Daigo was not surprised at all. The Hachiko girl is a very famous folk legend. It is said that the Asuka era has been passed down to this day and even longer. Tsuda Daigo searched on the bookshelf for a long time and took out a thick book.

The title of the book is "Famous Folklore Legends in the Island Country". When you open it, there are Tengu, Kappa, Sakiko, Hachifoy Girl, etc. inside...

Tsuda Daigo told Chen Chushi seriously about the story of the Hachifolia girl, and even had a way to seal it.

After hearing this, Chen Chushi said with emotion: "The eight-foot-foot woman is so powerful. Ordinary people want to seal it and have to consecrate the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the demon-subduing pestle. This statue is easy to find, but the demon-subduing pestle may be difficult..."

Tsuda Daigo laughed and said, "If it were decades ago, it might be like this, but in this era of online information, many things can be searched online.

For example, the Demon Subduing Pestle. When I was studying the Eight-Foot Girl, I thought about the same problem as you. I searched the Internet and found that I had one in Kiyomizu Temple!

In order to complete the information, I went to Kiyomizu Temple to meet the Demon-Subduing Pestle. It was a pure copper weapon carved with various patterns. One end was sharp and the other end was blunt, and it looked more like an awl. It was very magical. It was obviously a metal thing, but it felt warm and warm when it was bought."

When he said this, he asked curiously: "Mr. Chen Chushi, why are you suddenly interested in understanding these things?"

Chen Chushi brought out the speech he had prepared long ago: "Haha, I'm not afraid of you laughing. I had a dream of being a writer when I was a child. Now I finally mustered up the courage to try it out and write novels about folk customs. It's a pity that I don't have a circle of writers. It would be great if I could have similar writer friends guided them into the industry..."

Tsuda Dayo was stunned for a moment, and he touched the stubble on his chin.

I turned around and took out a booklet from the drawer and turned over a few pages. It was a phone book and a contact information.

I copied one of the pages and handed it to Chen Chushi: "What a coincidence, I have a friend who happens to be a freelance writer and a reporter. There are also many novels being serialized, and the style is more supernatural and suspenseful. You can contact me."

Chen Chushi showed a hesitant expression: "It's not good to bother me like him to disturb others."

It’s not in vain to bring this step to the point. Good people do it to the end. I’ll help you. I promise that if I find out later that I’ll do too much evil, I’ll send you to become a Buddha cleanly...

Tsuda Daigo looked at Chen Chushi's timid look and his lips raised. Is this Tahara Hideki's colleague? But that's it. He generously called the person on the phone book, chatted for a few words, and then said OK: "My friend is Nozaki Kazuhiro. He has a pretty easy-going personality and doesn't need too much pressure..."

Chen Chushi left.

In the dim room.

Tsuda Daigo stood in front of the window and looked at Chen Chushi's back as he took a ride at the tram station, showing a cold smile.

Pick up a Polaroid camera and take one, and pull out the photo.

He turned around and opened the drawer. There was a stack of at least hundreds of photos and ID photos, all of which were Tahara Hideki's face. From childhood to adulthood, it included all ages...

Grab the photos and throw them into the drawer, pick out one.

Tsuda Daigo squatted in the corner of the room, dragged out the iron basin, reached out to pull out a white bag from the secret compartment of the bookshelf, stuffed it with talismans, and pulled out a piece of folded into an envelope.

He stuffed the photo of Chen Chushi's back and Hideki Tahara's ID photo, pointed his left hand with a sword, pressed his lips tightly, muttering something in his mouth.

He took out the lighter with his right hand and ignited the talisman. The orange-red flame swayed and slowly turned into blue. Seeing the people in the photo gradually wrinkled and turned into ashes, Tsuda Daigo's lips raised and laughed.

"Hideki Tahara, since you were a child, you have liked to compete with me, your grades, sports, and even your family are better than me! Why, a hypocritical scum like you... Why can you get all this!

I will never accept that people like you will be happy, your friends, your lover, your children, your lives... I will destroy them all!"

Tsuda Dayo's expression was a little crazy. He gently pulled the flames in the iron basin with a small stick to make the photo burn more thoroughly.

However, he didn't quite understand one thing.

At the party yesterday, Takari Shigeaki from Tahara Hideki Company heard that he had been injured and entered the hospital after being injured in unknown ways. Why is he not dead yet?

At the wedding of Hideki Tahara, Tsuda Daigo met a large number of employees of Dianda Shigeki. Takari Shigemei was one of them. He even drank too much through this person and learned about the cheating behavior of the hypocrite Hideki Tahara...

He was studying the devil curse at that time.

He cursed the photos of Hideki Tahara and Shigemi Takari, but he knew that Hideki Tahara was very brave. He had already cursed, but he could not die. But something happened to Shigemi Takari.

Now Gaoli Chongming is not dead. Is the Popular Demon possible? The so-called most powerful legend in Sanchong County K District was also passed from Europe. Is that just that?

As long as you have time, Tsuda Daigo will take the time to curse Hideki Tahara.

Every time the curse does not work or not, he always feels itchy on his back. He keeps scratching with his nails. He is covered in scars and blood, and he feels a little better...

On the tram, Chen Chushi watched the site broadcast the LED screen.

He suddenly felt a cold and cold wind blowing, and people were standing around him. Where did the cold wind come from? The protection of the army took effect immediately. With a bang, the cold wind circled on the skin for several circles and slowly spread out...

Inside the room.

The Tsuda Dayo stick was still stirring the dark fire in the iron basin.

The iron basin suddenly trembled slightly.

Tsuda Daigo: "Hmm???"

The black ashes in the iron basin exploded violently, and countless ashes that were still exploding in dark fire hit his face, and many of them directly touched their eyes!

ah……

The eyes are weak organs of the human body. It is uncomfortable to fall on them, let alone fire?

Tsuda Daigo covered his face and shouted in pain, blood flowing down the corners of his eyes, the hospital, he had to call an ambulance! He groped to get his cell phone, squinted his eyes, barely pressing the number in his blurred vision. At this moment, a strange feeling came from his back, stinging, the vest cracked and the flesh, and a lot of blood flowed out...

Outside his window, a blurred figure of a woman stood for a while and walked away slowly.

In the tram, Chen Chushi knew that he had been cursed, but unfortunately the power of the curse was too weak. He only had one shot and was blocked by General Zeng and disappeared. He couldn't even trace the source. It was strange. In this world, he did not offend anyone except the eight-foot-foot woman. He gave him a curse that was not painful. It was so naughty...

(End of this chapter)
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