Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

Fu Xiangxiang gestured towards Lin Youbi on the side of the stage, and Lin You second understood, and pressed the button.

The big red curtain behind Fu Xiangxiang slowly opened to the sides, revealing the empty stage.

The onlookers were very surprised, and there was no performance. What did you pull the curtain for?

But with this surprise, everyone forgot to complain, and the scene became quiet.

Fu Xiangxiang pointed at the upper center of the stage: "Everyone, please look up here. Have you found anything wrong?"

Everyone is familiar with the small auditorium. What's more, the anomaly is too obvious. The audience can tell at a glance that the large crystal chandelier at the top of the stage is missing, making the whole stage not only dimmed, but also particularly abrupt.

Fu Xiangxiang was very satisfied with everyone's reaction and nodded with a smile: "Yes. But do you know where that crystal lamp went?"

Everyone in the audience whispered to each other, their expressions were very puzzled.

Fu Xiangxiang quickly revealed the secret: "Three days ago, the phonograph in the small auditorium suddenly rang automatically. An uncle security guard heard the sound and came in to check. Unfortunately, he was hit by a falling crystal lamp and died on the spot."

"Ah! It is so!"

"Why haven't you heard such a big thing?"

The audience was immediately in an uproar, and many people looked at the stage with their heads.

After an accident happened that night, Miss Liang asked the security guard's body to be taken away and the stage was cleaned, and the auditorium was completely sealed off. Because of the eagerness to block the scene, the cleanup work was not done properly. The remaining blood stains and glass **** were still vaguely visible on the stage.

Fu Xiangxiang's words were confirmed, and the people eating melons immediately turned their attention to the security team standing on both sides.

A security guard responded with an awkward look: "Yes... I was on duty with Lao Zhang that night. He said that he heard a sound in the auditorium and wanted to see it. I was urinating at the time, so I went to the toilet first. When I arrived, Lao Zhang Zhang has... I quickly notified President Tan and Director Liang."

The rest of the security guards were full of disbelief: "Ah? Didn't you say that Lao Zhang went home temporarily because of something to do?"

The security guard lowered his head with a guilty conscience: "Principal Tan said that this matter would not affect it if it spreads out, so I won't let me say..."

Fu Xiangxiang tapped on the microphone to attract everyone's attention: "In the middle of the night, the auditorium was empty, why did the phonograph suddenly make a sound? This auditorium was renovated the year before, and the crystal lamp on the roof was installed at that time, and it has been in condition. Good, why did it suddenly fall from the roof and hit the uncle security? Is this really just an accident?"

A series of interrogative sentences made everyone bewildered.

Audience: We don't make it! Aren't we here to listen to the talk show!

However, Fu Xiangxiang did not give the answer to the question. Instead, he turned to another topic: "The next evening, Wang Lingling, a student in the noble female class, drowned in the bathroom of her dormitory bathroom."

As soon as this word came out, everyone's scalp tightened.

Most people didn't know about the uncle security before, but Wang Lingling's story has spread all over the campus, and many people have seen the scene of the crime with their own eyes.

Fu Xiangxiang: "Wang Lingling was the only one present in the room when the accident happened. Because there was no suspect, Miss Liang simply classified her incident as a suicide, but students who have been to the scene should be able to see that she had struggled before her death. , And it is quite difficult to commit suicide in one's own bathtub without the help of foreign objects, and the suicide conclusion is doubtful."

Everyone nodded upon hearing this.

Everyone has been gossiping about the cause of Wang Lingling's death countless times, and no one believes that she would drown in the bathtub by herself.

Fu Xiangxiang continued to ask questions: "Then, why did Wang Lingling, a rich girl who was spoiled and caress-free, died somehow in her dormitory room?"

Everyone's emotions have been lifted high by her, but they can't get any answers. They are even more worried when they are curious, and their eyes are firmly locked on Fu Xiangxiang, wanting to hear what she will say next.

Fu Xiangxiang still did not answer. Qing Lingling's big eyes swept around, and she continued on to the next topic: "In the equestrian class yesterday morning, a horse suddenly lost control and rushed out of the pasture. He will be walking around the pasture. Principal Tan was knocked down and stepped on to serious injuries. He has not yet escaped the dangerous period, and the situation is quite dangerous."

"But the horse that got out of control returned to normal afterwards, and it came back from the woods by itself. It looks like it's normal."

"What happened to that horse? What caused it to suddenly malfunction and crash Principal Tan into that way?"

There were even more people who experienced this, not to mention that the victim was Principal Tan, and the school was closed because of this. Everyone looked solemn, and at this time they also gradually reacted: I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Fu Xiangxiang made a sharp conclusion: "For three consecutive days, one person was killed every day. The victim's identity is different. The security guard Zhang is an ordinary faculty member, Wang Lingling is a student, and Qin Peilin is the principal. Is this really just an accident? If not, Who will be next?"

These words literally hit everyone's pain points, and everyone in the audience immediately flew the pot: "Oh my God, one is going to die every day! It's terrible!"

"I think the school is weird recently. Is there any vicious curse here?"

"No way, I want to go home."

...

Miss Liang Tieqing stood up with a face and pointed at Fu Xiangxiang with a finger: "You come down and get out of Yue Che Academy immediately! Don't spread rumors there!"

Fu Xiangxiang smiled comfortingly at her: "Don't worry Miss Liang, I'm doing this for your own good."

Miss Liang said angrily: "Nonsense!"

Fu Xiangxiang reduced his smile a little, and only looked at her quietly, a coldness gradually appeared in his clear eyes.

She stood in the center of the stage, and the spotlight shrouded her in a layer of warm yellow light. The position of the stage was originally much higher than that of the audience. When she looked down at the audience coldly from a condescending position, the whole person brought a layer of almost solemn murderous air, which seemed particularly imposing.

Fu Xiangxiang’s voice is very weak, but the meaning in the words is quite extraordinary: "Guardian Zhang, Wang Lingling, and Principal Tan, these people are indeed unrelated at first glance, but the connection between them, others don’t know, you Don’t know yet? Miss Liang?"

Fu Xiangxiang fixed his eyes on Miss Liang's expression, and asked her almost word by word: "Do you really know who will be the next turn? Miss Liang?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, staring at Miss Liang incredulously, and Miss Liang's face was already pale, and his face had disappeared from the previous arrogant look, showing a bit of panic.

She resisted the panic in her heart and argued: "What connection? How would I know that you don't have to talk nonsense there!"

Fu Xiangxiang smiled softly: "Nonsense? I have something more bizarre next, Miss Liang, do you want to listen to it first?"

Miss Liang would like to listen first. No one knows. At this moment, the eyes in the auditorium are all looking at Fu Xiangxiang. Those small eyes that look forward to it fully show how much everyone wants to listen first.

Fu Xiangxiang cleared his throat: "I don't know if you have heard of-'Soul Jade'?"

Everyone glared at the words, and shook their heads in a daze: "Soul Jade? What is this? I haven't heard of it!"

Only one weak voice in the crowd was different: "Jihunyu? I seem to have heard of it."

With some surprise, Fu Xiangxiang looked in the direction that the voice came from. It was a beautiful girl in the improvement class.

The girl saw everyone looking at her, her voice lowered: "My mother used to work as a helper in a big family, and I heard a sentence or two from her..."

Everyone was even more curious, and they asked one after another: "What is the purpose of sending soul jade?"

The girl was a little nervous, but she said honestly: "Listen...Listen to my mother, that soul jade is... it is a congenital spiritual thing, very rare. If you wear it from a young age, you can keep your life safe and smooth, and your soul after death. peaceful."

Everyone was disappointed when they heard the words: no one had believed this kind of bad street rhetoric, and they were all slanderous things!

Fu Xiangxiang nodded in satisfaction: "Almost, but not quite accurate."

The girl was taken aback: "Why is it not accurate?"

Fu Xiangxiang: "The soul jade is indeed a congenital spiritual thing, very rare, so not many people know it."

"Because of the spiritual nature of the innate spiritual things, many people believe that they can nourish the energy and calm the nerves and promote their luck. Therefore, this material is extremely valuable and hard to find."

"But precisely because it is rare, the rumors about it are also untrue."

Fu Xiangxiang said softly and euphemistically as if he was telling a story: "As the saying goes,'people nurture jade and jade to nurture others', if you wear the soul jade since childhood, people and innate spiritual things can nourish each other, and they can indeed nourish the energy and calm the nerves, and benefit each other. It’s not too much to say that it can guarantee a safe and smooth life."

"As for the peace of mind after death--" Fu Xiangxiang smiled bitterly, "That's not very accurate."

Fu Xiangxiang's right hand was emptied into a fist and compared to a small shell: "If the master of Jihunyu died naturally and his soul is calm and peaceful, the Jihunyu will have no effect; but if the owner died accidentally or in vain, There is resentment and hostility in the soul, so soul jade is about to come into play!"

Everyone was fascinated by it, and they asked: "What role does it play?"

Fu Xiangxiang: "If the master dies in vain, the soul after death will separate one soul and one soul and parasitize in the soul jade. This is the real reason why the soul jade got its name. And the soul jade that got the master’s soul and soul. , Will merge with the master’s soul in seven or seventy-nine days and become a spiritual weapon with offensive capabilities. The target of the attack is the real murderers who killed its master in vain."

"Huh?" Everyone was shocked upon hearing the words.

"What do you mean? I didn't understand, can anyone help me stroke it?"

"That is to say, who killed that master, that piece of jade forty-nine days later, I will find someone to take revenge!"

"I know the truth, but what does this have to do with us!"

"Could it be..."

Fu Xiangxiang nodded at the right time: "Yes, the three'accidents' that occurred in Yuet Academy before were all made by Jihunyu."

Everyone was speechless: "But-no matter how spiritual, it is just a piece of jade, what can it do?"

Fu Xiangxiang: "It's really just an object, and it can do as many things as imagined. It can't directly attach to someone like a ghost in the legend, nor can it directly touch someone's body. However, it can manipulate some The object achieves its own purpose, it is enough for revenge!"

Fu Xiangxiang pointed to the gramophone on the side of the stage: "It controls the phonograph to automatically play." She raised her head and looked at the overhead ceiling: "Then it can easily kill the security guard Zhang by dropping the crystal lamp at an appropriate time."

"As for Wang Lingling-it really can't control Wang Lingling herself to commit suicide, but it can manipulate the water in the bathtub."

"Water?" Everyone opened their mouths in disbelief.

"Yes!" Fu Xiangxiang said: "We have always been curious about how Wang Lingling was drowned in a bathtub without external force. However, we did not expect that the foreign object that could be manipulated by the soul jade was water. If it does, it can completely cover Wang Lingling's head with a ball of water, causing her to suffocate to death, no matter how hard she struggles, it is useless."

When everyone realized it, they imagined the horrible scene, and feared even more.

"There is also Principal Tan." Fu Xiangxiang said: "Although the soul jade can't be attached to humans, it has a certain ability to manipulate animals that lack intelligence. You can make the horse by doing some hands and feet on the saddle and horseshoes. Easily lose control and go mad. At this time, it only needs to guide the direction at the right time to make the horse crash into Principal Tan under its control!"

The crowd onlookers fully realized: "That's it!"

"So--" Fu Xiangxiang was very satisfied with the rhythm of the scene, and promptly raised the next question: "Now the problem is here. Where does the jade from the soul come from? Who is its owner? Security Lao Zhang, Wang Lingling and Tan Why did the principal become the target of its revenge?"

"A bunch of nonsense!" Miss Liang angrily interrupted Fu Xiangxiang's words, shaking softly all over, not knowing whether he was surprised or angry. She looked at the security guards on both sides almost at a loss: "Security! Hurry up, get this crazy girl out of school!"

Unexpectedly, the security team that has always obeyed orders has no one to act at this moment. The head of the security captain scratched his head in embarrassment: "Then what, Miss Liang, it's a big deal. The old Zhang in our team is still not cold. Why don't you listen to this girl first?"

"You!" Miss Liang pointed to the nose of the security captain, her fingertips trembling, but couldn't say anything to blame, so she looked left and right helplessly: "Alan, Yu Huiyao, you two, go and take Fu Xiangxiang off the stage. pull down!"

Alan is worthy of being Miss Liang’s most loyal subordinate. She immediately rolled up her sleeves and prepared to take the stage. She glanced in Yu Huiyao's direction and prepared to pull her together, but she was stunned on the spot. Yu Huiyao, who was always dignified and demure, was now in her seat. She shrank into a ball and shivered, and her face was wet.

Alan frowned somewhat dissatisfied, and reached out and pushed her shoulders: "Zhang...Miss Yu, why are you crying?"