There is a piece of white paper pasted on top of the straw man, with someone's birthday and horoscope written in blood on it. That is the person they want to curse—Zhang Yanxi, a famous bully from the nursing school!

Soon, the girls' voices were as clear as bells, even slightly trembling, in the dark night, and everyone slowly chanted in unison: "Silent undead, please listen to our call. Our wish is

Your bloodthirsty wish. Please come to us and cast a curse on this unbearable world. Everything she does needs your power to be punished!"

After reciting it about three times, a gust of extremely cold wind came from the window and blew out the white candle in Feng Yan's hand with a whoosh.

She frowned and couldn't help but scream in her heart, "Oh no!" I heard that in this method of summoning souls and casting spells, the candle must never be extinguished. If it is extinguished, the undead will possess her and occupy her body!

For a moment, everyone stopped chanting the curse and looked at Feng Yan blankly. She turned pale and slowly turned her head to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

At some point, the originally closed floor-to-ceiling windows actually opened a gap, and a slow cold wind poured into the room, mixed with an indescribable coldness.

Xu Mingwei, who was standing next to Feng Yan, spoke slowly, his voice trembling: "From the beginning, I felt something was wrong..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white candle in her hand was extinguished, followed by Hu Yan's, Li Yingying's, Li Haonan's...

The white candles in the hands of the five people were slowly extinguished counterclockwise, and everyone's eyes moved accordingly, and finally stayed on Feng Yan's face.

I don't know what they saw. Hu Yan and Li Yingying, who were standing opposite Feng Yan, suddenly screamed and backed away. Under their frightened eyes, Feng Yan only felt her hair tightening and felt that something was not far behind her back.

Here, evil eyes are looking at her impartially!

For a moment, her heartbeat accelerated. Feng Yan trembled with her hands, trying to calm down her nervous emotions, and lit the white candle again: "Silent undead, please listen to our call. Our wish is your bloodthirsty wish. Please come.

Come to our side and cast a curse on this unbearable world. Everything she does needs your power to be punished..."

This time, the light of the white candle in Feng Yan's hand did not go out. She even clearly saw a black mist drifting from her shoulder, falling into the black box, covering the straw man, and soon disappeared.

However, after being stunned for three seconds, Feng Yan immediately came to her senses, blew out the white candle in her hand, quickly closed the lid of the black box, took out a steel needle, pointed it at the small hole next to the black box and inserted it suddenly!

Just a squeaking sound was heard, and the tip of the steel needle came out from the other end. There was a strange smell in the air, but everyone knew very well that the undead had penetrated into the black box, and the steel needle penetrated the straw man again.

body, this means that the curse has taken effect!

At this moment, Zhang Yanxi, who was cursed by Feng Yan and others, was sleeping at home. She was lying on the bed like a big character. She didn't feel the danger approaching at all. She didn't even see a black-faced baby with a big head and a small body clinging to her home.

He stared at her sleeping face through the window, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth...

"Kekeke..."

The terrifying laughter was very clear in the dark night, like a sharp knife piercing the eardrum.
Chapter completed!