eighth story

Xuanjue received the gift, but somehow he was always thinking about the bracelet, signed a check and sent it away to the uncle who had been frowning all the time before, and asked the secretary to contact Wu Chunxing's company for outsourcing projects, and then he calmed down and looked at the bracelet in his hand. bracelet.The bracelet is packed in a delicate brocade box the size of a palm. The dark red silk against the green bracelet makes the jade more pure and transparent, but it also makes the faint crack inside the jade bracelet more vivid. obvious.I don't know if it's because of the reflection, but Xuanjue always felt that the crack was glowing with a mysterious crimson color, overlapping with the dark red silk cloth below, drifting inside the jade bracelet, and soon disappeared. People can't help but chase after its footsteps, and slowly turn into a bottomless vortex.

Xuan Jue was lost in thought for a moment, always feeling that he seemed to have missed some very important information, but when he picked up the bracelet and held it up to the light, the crack disappeared inexplicably.The sunlight illuminated the bracelet so that it was crystal clear, and the whole jade bracelet became flawless again. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an exquisite work of art.

But that crack left a deep impression on Xuan Jue, as if it was forcefully engraved in his mind by something, tempting people to explore the truth behind this crack...

the truth?

Xuan Jue repeated the word that suddenly appeared in his mind with some doubts, what is the truth?Could there be something hidden in this bracelet?Thinking of this, he took the bracelet in his hand and studied it several times, but apart from the crack that suddenly disappeared, he didn't find anything too strange.

Another bracelet... Xuan Jue thought silently in his heart, when Wu Qinyang mentioned Cheng Changjun two days ago, he paid attention to the bracelet. What is the relationship between the family's bracelet?Xuanjue thought about it for a while, but still couldn't come up with a satisfactory answer, but the shadow of that crack still lingered in the depths of his brain, like a movie that was constantly replaying, tempting to think about every detail in it. a detail.

Xuan Jue was silent for a moment, and finally realized the weirdness of this matter.It’s fine for me to care about the bracelet, and there is a reason for it anyway, but the problem now is that I care too much, and I can’t help but keep thinking, as if I have been given psychological hints, and I am almost at the level of brainwashing. It's not normal in itself.Xuan Jue frowned subconsciously, raised his hand and rubbed his temples vigorously, trying to drive out the thoughts about the bracelet from his mind, and decided to wait for Wu Qinyang to come back to talk about anything, after all, his understanding of Cheng Changjun was close to zero. Sitting dryly, even if he thought about breaking his head, he would still stay where he was, so he put the bracelet back into the brocade box, and put it in the drawer beside him.

This afternoon passed like this. Today is Friday and there is no class on the weekend. Wu Qinyang came to the company to wait for Xuanjue to get off work as a matter of course. As soon as he entered the office, he saw his brother staring at a picture on the computer screen with a look of ecstasy. A financial statement.Wu Qinyang leaned over to take a look, and felt a headache from being shaken by the numbers on the screen. Seeing that Xuan Jue didn't show much reaction to his arrival, he raised his hand and shook it in front of him a few times, shouting: "elder brother!"

Xuan Jue, on the other hand, seemed to be frightened, and his whole body shook exaggeratedly, which made Wu Qinyang also startled.Wu Qinyang didn't expect his brother to react like this at all. If Xuan Jue was willing to turn into a cat, he would probably be able to jump directly from the ground to the roof at this moment.At this time, Xuan Jue's eyes were empty, his expression was dull, and he breathed a sigh of relief very slowly, then he turned his head and said hesitantly: "... Yang Yang?"

Wu Qinyang felt that something was wrong with his brother, the kind of something wrong that could be seen with the naked eye, that straight look in his eyes was like being possessed by evil spirits, and there was also a kind of indescribable resentment and coldness, and it was very sad, obviously A pair of women's eyes.Wu Qinyang's eyes sank, and he secretly scolded who was so brave to come to trouble my brother. While wrapping his arms around Xuanjue's shoulders, he bent down and thought of a mantra of purifying the heart in Xuanjue's ear. While reading, he flicked lightly on his right temple, and saw a red shadow drifting past in front of him.

Just as Wu Qinyang felt that the red was a bit familiar, Xuanjue trembled heavily, exhaled a breath of cold air like white mist, and collapsed into the chair behind him.Wu Qinyang saw that his brother's eyes had regained a few traces of clarity, and quickly said: "Brother? Brother, are you okay? What's the matter?"

Xuan Jue still had some unexpected reactions: "... Yang Yang? Why are you here..."

Wu Qinyang felt that his brother's question was strange: "Why am I here? I'm out of class."

Xuan Jue raised his head to look at his eye watch, and murmured: "...is it five o'clock?" I always feel that my mind is a bit fragmented, as if I can't remember things for a while, and I seem to have forgotten something Very important information, and I was a little dazed for a while.Wu Qinyang waited for a long time and didn't see his brother speak. Then he looked at Xuan Jue's distraught look again. He felt that the red shadow was not simple. By the way, he reflected on his soul-purifying mantra, which was still not strong enough, and decided to go back. Afterwards, he drew Zhang Fu and burned it to ashes and fed it to his brother. When he thought of this, he couldn't stay still any longer, so he tentatively said to Xuan Jue: "Brother, should you go home?"

It took Xuan Jue a while to understand the meaning of this sentence, and he gave an absent-minded "um", and reached out to get the car keys on the table, but was quickly stopped by Wu Qinyang.

Looking at Xuan Jue's current state of mind, how dare Wu Qinyang let him drive, it would be strange if he didn't get into an accident.After packing up, the two of them took the elevator downstairs together, and took a taxi home directly after exiting the company gate. Xuan Jue was still in the car with a drowsy expression on his face, which made Wu Qinyang even more worried, so he returned home The first thing after that is to open the altar, trying to get his brother back to normal as soon as possible.

For this reason, Xiao Wu almost drew all the patterns of talisman paper he could think of, and finally burned two cups full of talisman ash, mixed it with hot water, and carefully held it in front of Xuan Jue.Xuan Jue did not show too much resistance to this strange liquid, took the cup and started to drink, Wu Qinyang looked at it from the side, and felt that it was not so much "no resistance", but rather that his brother's heart was not at all. I didn't put it on here, it's completely an attitude that has nothing to do with myself.

Wu Qinyang looked forward to the result very anxiously, and secretly prayed for God's blessing in his heart. His uncle and aunt can soak in hot springs in Xi'an. .Here Wu Qinyang was thinking about the countermeasures of "what if" and "what to do", while Xuan Jue had already drunk a glass of talisman water, at this moment he suddenly choked and coughed a few times.

Wu Qinyang felt a chill suddenly spread from Xuanjue's body, causing him to shudder too. Then he held his brother's hand and found that it was cold, so he put his hands on his own even harder. palm.Seeing his familiar look gradually settled in those eyes, Wu Qinyang finally let out a long sigh of relief: "My God... Brother, you scared me to death! How is it?"

Xuan Jue had a dream by himself in a trance, a vague shadow of a person was reflected in the window on the second floor, it was someone hanged on the beam of the room, and a woman in a costume was babbling and singing an indistinguishable song. However, there were only two dark eye sockets left on the face that was supposed to be like a spring flower, and two deep red tears slowly gushed out, rolling down the side of the face, falling drop by drop. On the placket, glaring blood spots formed.

The woman seemed to be crying, she fell on the ground and mourned: "... Miserable, my death is so miserable..." The sound of the erhu came from afar, as if it was a low sob, which made the sound more and more perfect Miserable and desolate, but everything stopped abruptly after a hoarse high-pitched erhu, replaced by a deathly silence.The wind also stopped, all sounds disappeared, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt paper money, and a man shouted hysterically: "No! No! It's not me...it's really not me! You let it go Let me! Ah——" followed by a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

There was another sound of shattering bowls and dishes, and a woman's unique sharp voice yelled in panic: "Young master——! What's wrong with you, young master! It's not good! Come on!"

Xuan Jue only felt a headache recalling these scenes, and slowly clenched Wu Qinyang's hands, feeling that the woman's babbling voice was getting farther away, so she whispered: "It's okay..."

Wu Qinyang was still worried, and raised his voice slightly: "Brother?"

Xuan Jue shook his head and murmured: "I can't remember..."

Wu Qinyang hurriedly said, "Then don't think about it."

Only then did Xuan Jue feel an astringent taste in his mouth, and when he looked up and saw another glass of talisman water on the table that he hadn't drunk yet, he grabbed Wu Qinyang's hand and shook it lightly, then smiled and said, "Haven't you eaten yet? Are you hungry?" Already?" Then he got up and went to cook for Wu Qinyang.

Wu Qinyang still felt that there was something wrong with his brother, but he couldn't see anything from his eyes. He could only wonder if it was the aftereffect of being possessed by a ghost. It was obviously more important to rest at this time.He didn't miss this bite, so he pressed Xuan Jue's shoulders to let people sit back on the sofa, and while taking out the takeout list on the lower side of the coffee table, he said: "Stop cooking, let's order takeout, what do you want to eat?"

Xuan Jue raised his hand and rubbed his temples, feeling that his mental state was indeed not good, so he didn't force himself, and after a "hmm", he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

In the end, Wu Qinyang made the decision and ordered a chicken leg rice and a fat beef rice. The two of them ate briefly, and couldn't find anything to do for a while. They watched TV for a while, and took a bath together in a very pure manner. Take a shower, then lay in bed and get ready for sleep.

Xuan Jue was sleepy after a day of tossing around, so he fell asleep soon.Wu Qinyang turned off the light and yawned lightly. These days he has been busy with group presentations of professional courses and final exams of elective courses. Sleeping for a day, of course I wouldn't treat myself badly, I lay down next to Xuan Jue lightly, with one arm around his brother's waist, and hugged him sideways, smelling the pleasant scent of shower gel on Xuan Jue, Then fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Qinyang suddenly felt that he was pushed by someone in a half-dream and half-awake, and then woke up. After opening his eyes, he saw his brother sitting up from the bed, putting on slippers and preparing to get out of bed.Wu Qinyang was sleeping in a daze, thinking that Xuanjue wanted to go to the bathroom, so he hid under the quilt and didn't move, but soon found that his brother was walking towards the living room, so he asked: "...Brother? What's the matter?" gone?"

Xuan Jue ignored him, and just left the bedroom. Wu Qinyang felt a little strange, and felt flustered for no reason when he heard his brother's footsteps. He quickly lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and followed Xuan Jue into the living room.

The living room was very dark, and at some point the wind blew up, and at the same time there was a whining sound in the ears, the biting coldness also enveloped people from all directions.Wu Qinyang was stunned for a moment, watching his brother staggeringly walked to the window, opened the window, clearly in a posture of jumping, and saw that most of his body had already leaned out of the window, and he was about to jump off the building!

Wu Qinyang woke up completely this time, rushed over and hugged his brother's waist, and dragged him back from the window with all his might.The two fell to the ground together, Wu Qinyang ignored the pain in his back from the collision, and quickly lowered his head to look at his brother, only to see Xuanjue's eyes closed tightly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, even his lips were bloodless, It was completely haunted by something.But at this moment, there seemed to be many flying veils in the living room out of thin air, a red shadow quickly flashed in front of Wu Qinyang, and a burst of babbling singing came, and a picture was actually reflected on the wall. The hanged figure was still shaking gently in the moonlight and the sound of the wind.

Wu Qinyang hugged his brother in his arms, and was about to be blown away by this "why is it always you" red-clothed female ghost, pestering Xuan Jue several times, was already intolerable or unbearable.Classmate Wu became angry, and lost all sense of control under his hands. He grabbed a veil and pulled it hard. Taking advantage of the wind, the fire burned all the veils with a "chi" sound, and then put the rest of the cup Fu Shui was thrown into the air, and after a burst of scorched white smoke, a hoarse female voice was heard shouting: "It's miserable! It's terrible... My death is so miserable..."

Wu Qinyang didn't bother to care whether she was "miserable" or "injustice". Anyone who dared to provoke his brother would be killed without mercy when he came to him. His eyes sank, and the half-hearted descendant of the celestial master began to shine brightly. Coupled with that overwhelming killing intent, it directly shattered a window in the living room, and there was another ear-piercing sound.

The red shadow screamed and screamed, as if it was melted by the white smoke brought up by the talisman, and soon turned into rustling fly ash, which was blown out of the window by the wind, but Xuan Jue was shocked by the red shadow. The disappearance was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly opened his eyes.