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Chapter 96 The hero of the story
The old beggar told stories at a very high level, at least Bai Mo and Xia Yuxi were listening attentively.

The forest was extraordinarily quiet, and the green animals crawled motionless, as if they were integrated with the forest, and even the passing wind stopped, as if they were afraid of interrupting the old beggar's narration.

"End?"

After a long time, seeing that the old beggar stopped talking, Bai Mo came back to his senses and couldn't help asking.

"It's over." The old beggar said with a chuckle, "Brothers and sisters, what do you think of this story?"

"I think it's average."

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "And didn't you say that this story has something to do with the two of us? Why didn't I hear it?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether you can hear it or not. The important thing is that you have heard my story." The old beggar said seriously, "You have to pay for it."

He rubbed his fingers.

"Even if it's not exciting enough?"

The old beggar quickly nodded in agreement: "Even if it's not exciting enough."

But after he finished speaking, he felt a little dissatisfied, and retorted, "No, this story is obviously very interesting, okay?"

Bai Mo was noncommittal, took out a few pieces of change from his left pocket and handed them to the old man. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Master, why don't you tell me where there are people near this mountain?"

"People?" The old beggar looked him up and smiled meaningfully, "This place is full of people."

Saying it means not saying it.

He didn't take the money that Bai Mo handed over, but pointed to Bai Mo's other pocket and said, "I don't want this, I want the money in your pocket."

Bai Mo was taken aback for a moment, and said strangely: "I do have money in this pocket, but is it different from what I have in my hand?"

"Different."

"You are really particular..."

In desperation, Bai Mo had no choice but to take out two colorful bills from his right pocket, and handed them to the old beggar——

These two pieces of money were collected from his home two days ago, and they have not been exchanged for new money.

"Give it to you."

Xia Yuxi could see clearly that what Bai Mo held were clearly two Ming coins, and she immediately became nervous.

Fortunately, Bai Mo and Bai Mo didn't have any unusual reactions, but the old beggar's eyes lit up, and he happily took the Ming coin from Bai Mo's hand, and carefully put it in his arms.

Bai Mo looked at his tattered clothes, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Master, don't you have any children in your family? Why did you come here..."

He considered his words and said tactfully, "...Come to bask in the sun?"

"I'm a widow, where do I get any children?" The old beggar said cheerfully.

"That's a pity."

Bai Mo returned the broken bowl to the old man, thought for a while and suggested, "I think you have a talent for making up stories, why don't you write novels? Maybe..."

"What's your bad idea, kid?"

Unexpectedly, the old beggar interrupted him directly, and snorted coldly, "Writing a novel is a dead end, whoever goes is a fool!"

Alas, before you get the money, you will return to your elder brother and sister, and after you get the money, you will become your kid. People are not old...

Bai Mo sighed secretly, but didn't show it, and asked, "Master, what did you mean by that sentence just now? You said that there are people everywhere..."

The old beggar didn't answer, but asked instead: "What are you here for?"

"Find someone."

"Then just keep going down this road. Just to remind you, the story I just told already belongs to you, and you can use it at any time, but you'd better think about the consequences before then."

Bai Mo was amused: "Why, the counterfeit must be investigated?"

But the old man hadn't spoken yet, but Xia Yuxi, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

She looked serious, looked at the old man vigilantly, and asked suddenly: "What you just told...is your own story?"

The old man chuckled, as if he wanted to make a fool of himself, then shook his head after a while and said, "That's not true, but this story does belong to me now, so you don't have to worry."

Xia Yuxi glanced at Bai Mo, as if thinking about whether her next question would attract Bai Mo's attention, and after hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Then the protagonist of this story...is he still there?"

"Of course." A strange smile appeared on the old beggar's face, and he said in a low voice, "And...

"Maybe you've met before."

Xia Yuxi didn't speak, but a chill suddenly felt down her spine.

Bai Mo didn't know why, but she was very clear——

When there was a dead body knocking on the door of the Sunshine Apartment before, an abnormal dead person appeared on the apartment floor, which was said to be exactly the same as the body knocking on the door.

In order to find clues, Lu Zhan at that time found Xia Yuxi, hoping that she could use her abilities to probe into the heart of the deceased.

And this is also the first time that Xia Yuxi used [telepathy] on the deceased, and since then she has embarked on a path of no return as a "tool man for touching corpses".

At that time, under [Telepathy], she saw a diary in the memory of the deceased, and informed Lu Zhan of the whereabouts of the diary.

And Lu Zhan didn't hide anything from her. Not long ago, he told her about the contents of the diary. Xia Yuxi remembered it very clearly. The whole story can be summed up in a few words.

Things I had to say to my weird female neighbor.

The abnormality of the female neighbor is obvious, but according to the records in the diary, it seems to be related to a curse——

Decades ago, a rumor about a curse suddenly spread in the city. It is said that people who are cursed will die strangely after ten years, and pass the curse on to someone around them, making them the sacrifice for the next curse.

What's strange is that, for 70 years, this curse has been fulfilled all the time, the dead appear one after another, and the cause of death cannot be found.

It is said that the first person to be cursed was Wang Da, a middle school teacher and an older brother who was a doctor.

According to the diary records, one day when Wang Da was alone with a boy in the office, he and the boy suddenly screamed in the office. Everyone rushed to hear the sound. After struggling to break open the locked door, they saw Wang Da. Da jumped down the stairs, and the boy fell unconscious on the ground.

The monitoring in the office was destroyed, and the boy didn't know what to do. No one knew what happened inside, but the office was full of weird symbols, and the falling corpses made everyone panic for no reason.

There were rumors that the boy had done a bad thing before, and Wang Da educated him for it. However, perhaps because the boy was an orphan and was in a disadvantaged group, the public opinion was overwhelmingly against him, but Wang Da had been suffering tortured by cyber violence.

Some people said that Wang Da did not commit suicide by jumping off the building, but to curse the boy, but not many people believed it at the time.

It wasn't until the boy died inexplicably ten years later that rumors of the curse spread widely.

Wang Da's elder brother was called Wang Xiaofei, a doctor with excellent medical skills, but long before Wang Da died, he committed suicide by taking poison.

...and it is this that is worth noting.

It is said that Wang Xiaofei once caused a medical accident, the patient died on the spot, and he committed suicide not long after that...

Xia Yuxi might not have thought about it at the time, but after hearing the story just now, she only felt that some of the descriptions in the diary were deeply related to the content of the old beggar's story.

If the protagonist of the story really possesses a means of transplanting memory, then he can naturally use it to continue his life, from doctor to teacher, from teacher to child, from child to criminal, and finally...

Become the female neighbor of "me" in the diary.

(End of this chapter)