Qin Feichang repeatedly enlarged the diary photo sent by Andy on the computer and looked at it. It took him nearly half an hour to read just three pages.
There was not much recorded on the paper. It was just that Andy's grandfather recorded how one of his younger brothers suddenly became irritable one day when he was twenty years old. Soon after, he went completely crazy, ran into the street in a state of confusion to kill people, and was finally shot to death.
[Since the curse pattern appeared on his hand, he seemed to have changed into a different person. He became suspicious and full of fear. He felt that someone could come and hurt him at any time. He was afraid to sleep, afraid of any food and water, and quickly became thin...]
This record in the diary was made about fifty years ago. In fact, there was also a legend of the curse in the family of Luolan and Langso, but the previous generation had long passed away and they were not aware of it.
Just like Qin Feichang, to be honest, she didn't take this curse seriously until she personally entered that ruined world.
But now, this curse has become her most important concern. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to carry out her work with such a time bomb that could explode at any time.
She sat in front of the computer, searching for information about the curse and Egbert's ruined castle, but unfortunately the scattered fragments of information were almost not what she was looking for.
She thought about writing this experience as a story and spreading it on social media, so as to find other people who have entered that world and collect relevant information. Unfortunately, she couldn't do it.
She couldn't describe anything about that world out loud, and certainly couldn't describe it by handwriting or typing. She also tried to draw a scene there, but of course there was no way.
When she tried to skirt the rules and treat that world as a dream, breaking it into pieces, or rewriting it using a mix of real and imaginary methods, she ultimately failed.
Finally, she tried to take a photo of the curse pattern on her wrist and upload it to the Internet, but it turned out to be a blurry black. As for painting it with a brush, she almost vomited when she tried to paint it, and asked the maid to try it, but she was also horrified and said that she was dizzy and couldn't paint.
Not only her, but also the cursed Andy, the severe pain in their heads would prevent them from speaking and keep them silent.
Therefore, Qin Feichang could only look for information in diaries like the one left by Andy's grandfather, which described the anomalies as observed by bystanders.
Of course, she would not complete such a huge workload by herself. It was easy to persuade Andy to hire someone to screen the news on the Internet. After all, the boy was almost scared to death by the last death, and he had no opinion. As long as there was hope of saving his life, he would do anything.
Even the frightened brother Lang Suo was dealt with.
What Qin Feichang had to do was to list a series of fragmented words, ask them to find someone to screen them, and then summarize them for her.
With the popularization of the Internet, information has become much more developed than it was decades ago, so this needle-in-a-haystack search has actually produced some results.
After a night of screening, I found five useful pieces of information.
One story is about a well-known business tycoon who became crazy overnight. The news reported that he was suspected of being possessed by evil spirits. Half a month later, he committed suicide in the swimming pool of his villa. His wife later revealed in an interview that he seemed to be cursed by something, because before he died, he kept crying and said it was a curse from the devil.
Cameras already existed at that time, and as a celebrity at the time, there were many photos of the deceased. Although they were all old and not very clear, in one of the photos of the body, a dark spot on his wrist could be seen.
This is what the curse pattern looks like when photographed.
The other four messages were all about people who suddenly went crazy and died. Their acquaintances described the strangeness before their deaths, which basically happened around fifty years ago, basically matching the time in Andy's grandfather's diary. All of these people suddenly became strange, and finally committed suicide within just half a month.
Because the four people who died were just ordinary people, and it has been so long, it is difficult to find more information about them except for these memoir-like fragments. However, judging from the overlap in their experiences, Qin is very sure that such a large-scale curse has been circulating for a long time, and the last time was most likely fifty years ago.
Qin Feichang recorded the names of these five people and their family names in a separate notebook, and then he crossed out the ranking with a pen. At the front were the names of Lonzo Loran and Andy.
She sorted out the five messages with high similarity and overlap rates and gave them to Andy and sent him a message.
[Loran: You should be able to find some well-known people on the Internet who are interested in this kind of mysterious field and submit these articles to them.]
Although she couldn't describe it, it was completely possible for her to collect information, organize it, and spread it out.
If it were in the past when information was blocked, as long as the person involved could not speak up and reveal it, the information related to the curse would be buried in time forever.
But now, times have changed.
In this age of the Internet and news, any eye-catching news can attract people's attention, especially this one, and the gimmick of the mysterious death of a well-known entrepreneur fifty years ago. As long as it is hyped well, it can definitely cause heat.
As long as it is popular enough and there are many viewers, they will always attract people who are cursed like them and get more information.
Although the method is a bit roundabout, it finally achieves the goal.
More information is still being searched. Now that everything that can be done has been done, Qin Feichang temporarily turned off the screen full of curse information and picked up another notebook. When she opened it, it was a series of investment plans. She pressed her forehead, held up her eyes, and began to devote herself to understanding the cultural and entertainment industry of this world.
She doesn't have much money at the moment, and her understanding of the world is not enough. She is not sure about getting involved in something particularly profitable right away, so she can only make some simple investments to test the waters.
While she was still busy with business planning, many anxious young people were crying and going crazy at home.
"Dad, I'm so scared! I'm really scared!" The girl sitting on the bed threw herself on her father and cried. She wanted to tell her father what a terrible thing had happened to her, the ruined castle, the invisible ghosts, the murderous vines and the terrible murderer.
But she couldn't open her mouth. Every time she wanted to say something, her head would hurt. So she could only cry and say she was scared while holding her head and shouting in pain.
Her father was a wealthy businessman who loved her the most. Upon seeing her, he immediately asked someone to send her to the hospital.
The results came out quickly, and the doctor handed them the report and said, "There is nothing wrong with your daughter's body."
The father didn't believe it and reiterated with a frown: "She keeps complaining of a headache. Let's do a more thorough examination."
The doctor could only carefully suggest: "Her body is really healthy, and there is nothing wrong with her brain. Maybe she should see a psychiatrist."
The girl, who had finally calmed down, became excited again after hearing this. She grabbed her father's sleeve tightly and said, "I don't have a mental illness, I'm cursed, I... woo woo woo... Dad, save me!"
In the magnificent hall, the pale-faced young man threw all the food on the table to the ground. The maids stood aside in fear. Only his mother came forward and asked worriedly, "Kom, what's wrong with you? You refuse to eat anything since you woke up today. Are these foods not to your liking? Then I'll ask them to bring something else?"
“No, I won’t eat!” The young man covered his stomach, remembering the pain of his stomach being stretched to the point of bursting. Fear flashed in his eyes. “Don’t let me see this food!”
He didn't know whether he had a nightmare or not, but he would rather believe it was a dream.
That's horrible!
"Wizard Rhodes, how about it, can the curse on my son be removed?" The wealthy man Doncas looked anxious and asked impatiently, his eyes looking at the half-open door.
In the room with burning candles and all kinds of smoke, lay his only son, who was now lying quietly, much better than when he came and kept vomiting. He felt a little relieved, but when he saw the solemn expression of Wizard Ross, he became worried again.
"This is a very vicious curse." Wizard Rhodes has white hair, high cheekbones and a high nose bridge. There are strange age spots on his face. His eyes are covered with a layer of gray, making him look mysterious and weird.
He said slowly: "It comes from the curse of blood. I can't save him. You can take him away."
The fat on Doncas' face trembled. He suddenly knelt down, clasped his hands together and begged, "You are the most famous black wizard. You must have a way. This is my only child. As long as you are willing to save him, I am willing to pay any amount of money!"
Wizard Rhodes shook his head and said no more.
He was indeed very powerful, but he was not sure he could remove the curse. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the curse looked surprisingly familiar, and he soon remembered an incident that happened fifty years ago.
He was only fifteen years old at that time, and his teacher once lifted a curse for a mysterious guest. He was curious at the time and took a closer look. It seemed that the guest had such a messy black line pattern on his wrist.
His teacher was much better than him, but in the end, the man still went mad and died, and his teacher suddenly died of old age a month later. Before dying, his teacher said: "This is a terrible curse."
Fifty years later, he finally understood how his teacher felt at that time.
"Rhea? Rhea, what on earth are you doing locking yourself in your room? Are you still mad at me for not buying you that graduation gown?"
"I'm telling you, I can't possibly use half a month's salary to buy you a dress, so you'd better stop making trouble! If you don't come out before I get back from work, you won't have dinner either!"
The angry middle-aged woman stood in front of her daughter's door and yelled, then she picked up her bag, put on her shoes and left the house angrily. She didn't know that inside the closed door, her daughter was not in a bad mood, she just wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, like a frightened mouse, looking around.
“Although these are worth investing in, the returns are too slow and the risks are relatively high… Should I invest in physical entities or in the Internet… The Internet here doesn’t seem to be as developed as ours, so maybe we can start there… Funding is still a big problem…”
Qin Feichang looked at the computer screen, picked up a piece of bread and ate two bites, accompanied by milk. She kept food and water on hand and often replenished them because she didn't know when she would be pulled into that world again, so she had to keep her body in the best condition.
In addition to the water at hand, she changed into more action-friendly clothes, put some small tools in the pockets of her clothes, and carried a bag with a gun hidden in it. She wanted to test whether these things could be brought there.
Suddenly, the computer screen in front of her became blurry, and she couldn't help feeling tired, and finally everything went black.
When she opened her eyes again, she was indeed back in the ruined banquet hall.