"You said, will Wei Xian really believe it?"

In the bedroom, Guo Guotuo stared at the door with his chin and asked worriedly.

"If a person can be obsessed and fall into the same pit twice, she will most likely fall into the third time."

Tang Xin Jue said.

From experience, Wei Xian has absolutely no resistance to this kind of verbal temptation, otherwise he would not have become the first victim of the transfer technique.

"In contrast, what we need to worry about more is whether Wei Xian can persuade her master." After all, the other party is the old and cunning liar.

Listening to Tang Xinjue's analysis, Zhang You drew a bunch of logic lines on the paper, still frowning, and sighed, "I really can't count people's minds, make up your mind, do you think the success rate is high?"

Tang Xinjue was relatively easy to get up, and she still wanted to do a watering experiment on the toilet before washing the sink, but she was spit out by the rubber head angrily.

"If we pretend to be Wei Xian to negotiate, the imitation will make people suspicious. This matter is best done by the real Wei Xian, and the success rate can be maximized - of course, even if it fails, it does not mean that there is no other way."

Fortunately, things unfolded as expected. After half a day, Jin Wen's message came:

——Success, come quickly.

In the 612 bedroom, Wei Xian stared at the screen of the machine, as if there were some monsters inside.

Master's warnings and scolding were especially in her ears, but a stronger desire for quick success overwhelmed Zhihe's fear of Master, prompting her to make up an urgent reason, and then click the video button.

At the moment when the long-awaited connection request was finally connected, a man with a fat head and ears appeared on the other end of the screen, his eyebrows were violent: "What's the matter..."

A trace of fear finally appeared on Wei Xian's dull face. She opened her mouth to speak, but a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears, but her heart tensed:

"Since I'm looking for you, of course there is something important."

Several people turned their heads suddenly, only to realize that Jin Wen had quietly opened the door at some point, and the people in the next bedroom had already entered quickly one by one, and now the person standing beside her was Tang Xinjue.

Wei Xian was shocked: "You guys!"

She didn't have time to say the following words, the room was already empty, and the machine entered the other party's hands.

The fat man on the screen was stunned for a second, and when he saw Tang Xinjue's smiling face, he was about to shout angrily, but he realized that something was wrong, and immediately reached out his hand like lightning to turn off the video——

Snapped.

The man's froze in the air.

In the next instant, a pig-like howl resounded from his twisted face. He ignored the desktop computer and tore off the rubber object on his face.

The bedroom was silent.

Everyone watched Tang Xinjue take a toilet out of nowhere and swipe it, and then helplessly passed through the screen of the machine and directly hit the fat man's cracked face.

Through, through, machine screen?

[Shuttle: There is no medium that I cannot penetrate, if there is, please continue to upgrade. ]

[From now on, in all horror movies, it is not necessarily a ghost that climbs out of the screen, it may be a toilet. ]

The suction force of the toilet is not something a fat man can easily break free. He tried desperately to break free, and immediately asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Tang Xinjue was as steady as Mount Tai, and said gently: "You should answer this question. What benefits can you bring to you by using the so-called transfer technique to harm learning?"

When it came to the transfer technique, the fat man calmed down, and said in a loud voice, "It's my mistake, I didn't count that there is a capable fellow Daoist here. Since everyone is from the same class, it's better to unravel the illusion and speak well. Why do you have to fight? "

After interpreting toilet flushing as an illusion, the fat man felt relieved.

Tang Xinjue smiled: "If you still want your own head, it's better not to waste time."

After that, a jet of water spewed out of the toilet, and the man was caught off guard by inhaling his nose. His entire face was flushed red, and he immediately fluttered like a fish on a chopping board: "Don't do it! If you kill me, no one will know. How did the death curse of the yellow talisman break!"

Yellow talisman curse?

Tang Xinjue blinked: "It has been taken directly from the door and burned."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "Then you will surely die, and you will always entangle you, ahem... Those, those souls who died of a curse before..."

Tang Xinjue: "But as far as I know, the curse of the yellow talisman has no solution."

"That's because you are not good enough!" The man sneered: "Just follow a specific hexagram to find eight young men and women born in the yin, and you can hand down the curse layer by layer. The Yellow Fu Death Curse is my masterpiece. , until they are all dead, the souls can be returned to my envoy... ah ah ah!"

The suction on his face was deeper, and there was a kind of icy cold coming from his bones, reminding him of his current situation.

The man paused for a while, then turned to ingratiate his tone: "But it doesn't matter if you burn it, I have another method. As long as you use your own blood mixed with red soil to pour the yellow paper bag where it used to be, you can be "fascinated" and "confused" and claim your life. Specter, prolong your life..."

Guo Guo suddenly said, "He's lying!"

Fat man: "..."

Tang Xinjue: "Squeeze the toilet, eat."

The rubber head made a "big gulp" action as if he was really eating, but he couldn't really eat the fat man.

"The truth, the truth is..." The fat man moved his lips, "In the later stage, the standing spell cannot be stepped out for ten meters, the red mark on the neck cannot be faded, and there is no one behind him to answer... The death curse has no solution, only survival! It's just you guys. Now that the yellow paper has been burned, the time of death has come—"

In the man's frantic laughter, the toilet bowl was suddenly pulled out from his head, and just as he was dizzy and opened his eyes, the rubber head spat out a yellow paper packet.

The man who was hit in the face by the yellow paper bag: "..."

Tang Xinjue: "As you said, since you are in a hurry to sacrifice others, it means that you are also trying to transfer your own curse. The Yellow Fu Death Curse is just a medium to spread the curse on you. If we guess correctly, The original body of this curse should be related to the headless ghost, right?"

The fat man's lips trembled: "You, you can't do this, this must be fake, this must be an illusion!"

Tang Xinjue was unmoved, and her words were clear: "You are right, the curse is irreversible, but it can spread. From now on, you don't have to hide and worry about being caught again by the curse."

In the terrified eyes of the other party, Tang Xinjue's smile deepened:

"Congratulations, your life is very good, and the good news will come soon."

After the video was closed, Tang Xinjue pulled out the toilet. There was only scattered hair in it, and the rubber strip let out a breath, indicating that he had done his best.

At least at the moment of the movie, this "Master" is still alive and cannot be swallowed directly.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, Wei Xian and the others had fallen into a sluggishness, and seemed unable to respond to what had just happened.

Isn't the yellow paper transfer technique a spell to improve luck? Why in the mouth of the fat man, it became the death curse of the yellow talisman?

Aren't they going to get a blessing soon? Why do you say death is near?

The already eroded brain couldn't bear this kind of thinking. Cao Rou and Zhou Xing's two roommates passed out one after another. Only Wei Xian was dazed for a while, then covered his head and screamed, and rushed out of the dormitory, disappearing.

Jin Wen's face was also pale, and she leaned back on the chair for a long while in silence. She raised her head and forced the corners of her mouth: "We should be, it's really helpless."

Although this premonition had already occupied the depths of mind before got the answer, but everything was exposed in front of eyes. In addition to sadness and despair, Jin Wen still felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

At least this time, she knew in advance who killed herself, and would not sink into the endless torture of unknown fear.There is only one biggest regret, that is, not being able to see the culprit being attacked with his own eyes.

But at least, the backlash was not late.

"thank you all."

When she looked up again, Jin Wen was already in tears.This time, didn't deliberately cover it up, and the red mark on neck oozes red blood.

As if she suddenly regained her strength, she pushed all four Tang Xinjue back to dormitory 606, and then grabbed Tang Xinjue tightly,

"Stay here all the time, no matter what you hear, never go out."

"No matter what happens, never open the door!"