I descend into the world of heaven

Chen Chu silently wrote down the style of the talisman, and when he had time, he would check out the talisman encyclopedia of the island country.

In the dark room, Chen Chu told Tsuda Daigo that he wanted to know about the legend of the Eight-foot Girl. Tsuda Daigo was not surprised at all. The Eight-foot Girl is a very famous folk legend. It is said that it has been passed down to the Asuka period to this day, or even longer. Tsuda Daigo rummaged on the bookshelf for a long time and took out a thick book.

The title of the book is "Famous Folklore of the Island Country". When you open it, you will see what kind of tengu, kappa, zashiki-dōji and 8-foot-old girl there are in it...

Tsuda Daigo carefully told Chen Chu the story of the Eight-foot Girl, and even how to seal it.

After hearing this, Chen Chu said with emotion: "The Eight-Child Girl is so powerful. Ordinary people want to seal her and have to consecrate the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva statue and the Demon-Conquering Pestle. This statue is easy to find, but the Demon-Conquering Pestle may be difficult..."

Tsuda Daigo laughed and said: "This might have been true a few decades ago, but in this Internet information age, many things can be searched online.

For example, when I was researching the Eight-Shaked Girl, I thought about the same problem as you. I searched online and found that there is one at Kiyomizudera Temple!

In order to complete the information, I went to Kiyomizu Temple to see the Demonic Pestle. It is a pure copper weapon covered with various patterns and carvings. It has a sharp end and a blunt end, which looks more like an awl. It's amazing. It's obviously a metal thing, but it feels warm and moist when you hold it, just like a human body. "

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

Chen Chu used the words he had prepared: "Haha, I'm not afraid of making you laugh. I had a dream of being a writer when I was a child. Now I finally have the courage to give it a try and write novels about folklore. It's a pity that I don't have a circle of writers. It would be great if I could have similar writer friends to guide me into the industry..."

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

He turned around and took out a booklet from the drawer and flipped through a few pages. It was a phone book and also had contact information.

Transcript one of the pages and gave it to Chen Chu: "What a coincidence. I have a friend who happens to be a freelance writer and a journalist. He also has a lot of novels being serialized. The style is more supernatural and suspenseful. You can get in touch."

Chen Chu showed a hesitant expression: "It's not good for a rookie like me to disturb others."

It's not in vain to set you up to this point. If you are a good person, you will do it to the end. If you help me a little more, I promise that when you are found to have done too many evil things later, I will send you to become a Buddha in a clean and tidy way...

Tsuda Daigo looked at Chen Chu's submissive look, and the corners of his mouth raised. Is this Tahara Hideki's colleague, nothing more. He generously called the person in the phone book on the spot, chatted for a few words, and then said OK: "My friend's name is Nozaki Kazuhiro. He has a fairly easy-going personality, so he doesn't need to put too much pressure on..."

Chen Chu left.

In a dark room.

Tsuda Daigo stood in front of the window, looking at Chen Chu's back as he went to the tram station to catch a ride, showing a cold smile.

I picked up a Polaroid camera and took a photo, then pulled out the photo.

He turned around and opened the drawer. Inside was a stack of at least hundreds of photos, ID photos, all of them showing Tahara Hideki's face, from childhood to adulthood, covering all ages...

He picked up the photos and threw them scattered in the drawer, picking out one.

Tsuda Daigo squatted in the corner of the room, pulled out the iron basin, reached out and pulled out a white bag from the secret compartment of the bookshelf, stuffed with charms, and took out a folded envelope.

Tucked in the photo of Chen Chu's back and the ID photo of Tahara Hideki, he held his sword fingers in his left hand, pressed them against his lips, and muttered something.

He took out the lighter with his right hand and lit the charm. The orange flame swayed and slowly turned into blue. Watching the people in the photo gradually wrinkle and turn black and turn into ashes, Tsuda Daigo raised the corners of his mouth and laughed.

"Tahara Hideki, you have always liked to compete with me since you were a child. You are better than me in grades, sports, and even family! How come you, a hypocritical scumbag... how can you get all this!

I will never accept happiness for people like you. Your friends, your lover, your children, your life... I will destroy them all! "

Tsuda Daigo looked a little crazy. He used a small stick to gently stir the flame in the iron basin to make the photo burn more thoroughly.

However, there was one thing he didn't quite understand.

At yesterday's party, I heard that Shigeaki Takanashi from Tahara Hideki's company suffered unknown injuries and was admitted to the hospital. Why is he not dead yet?

Tsuda Daigo met a large number of Toda Confectionery employees at Tahara Hideki's wedding. Takanashi Shigeaki was one of them. He even learned about Tahara Hideki's cheating behavior through drinking too much through this person...

At the time, he was studying the Curse of the Channeler.

Put a curse on the photos of Tahara Hideki and Takanashi Shigeaki. Unexpectedly, Tahara Hideki is very tough. Although he has been cursed, he still can't die. However, something happened to Takanashi Shigeaki.

Now that Takanashi Shigeaki is not dead, can the Pozai Demon be able to do it? The so-called most powerful legend in District K of Mie Prefecture has been passed down from Europe. Is that just this?

Whenever he has time, Tsuda Daigo will take the time to curse Tahara Hideki.

No matter whether the curse has any effect or not, he always feels unbearable itching on his back. He keeps scratching it with his nails, leaving scars and blood dripping on his back. Only then does he feel a little better...

On the tram, Chen Chu looked at the station's LED screen.

He suddenly felt a cold wind coming. There were people standing around him. Where did the cold wind come from? The protection of the advancing army took effect immediately. With a bang, the cold wind circled the skin for several times and slowly dispersed...

Inside the room.

Tsuda Daigo's stick was still stirring the dark fire in the iron basin.

The iron basin suddenly trembled slightly.

Tsuda Daigo: "Huh???"

The black ashes in the iron basin exploded violently, and countless smoldering ashes hit his face, and many of them directly touched his eyes!

ah……

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

Tsuda Daigo covered his face and shouted in pain, blood flowing down the corners of his eyes, hospital, need to call an ambulance! He fumbled for the phone, squinted his eyes, and barely pressed the number in his blurred vision. At this time, there was a strange feeling on my back, it was tingling, my vest was torn apart from the flesh, and a lot of blood flowed out...

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

In the tram, Chen Chu knew that he had been cursed. Unfortunately, the power of the curse was too weak. It only had one shot and was blocked by General Zeng. He couldn't even trace the source. It's really strange. In this world, he has not offended anyone except the eight-foot girl. It's really naughty to give him a painless curse...