Grudge Breaker

Chapter 230: Curse of Death
"'The Lord of the Forest of Corpses' is a top-level practice method, a great auspicious sign. But the mask of the Lord of the Forest of Corpses, which has blood smeared on its eye sockets to make it red, does not have an auspicious meaning. This is called 'opening the eyes and lighting the lamp' for the ghost king, and is to borrow the death energy of the ghost king of corpses to perform an extremely cruel death curse."

Shu Xinglong looked panic-stricken. His face was flushed with red from being drunk just now, but now it was all gone and he was pale.

"Miss Sang Pu, may I ask you how you got this mask in the ghost market? I'm afraid you offended an extremely difficult and unworthy person."

Song Weichen glanced at Mo Tingfeng, hesitating whether to tell the truth, with mixed feelings - compared to the death curse aimed at her, she was more unwilling that the mask was aimed at Mo Tingfeng.

"Boss Shu, to be honest, I was not alone when I got the mask, so how do I know who is cursed? It is impossible that everyone who sees the mask will be cursed. There must be some way to trigger it."

She thought that Meng Meng Da had touched the mask directly with her hand, and it was very likely that Mo Ting Feng had touched it too! She became visibly nervous.

"Is it true if you meet someone with a mask?..."

Shu Tinglong thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"As far as I know, the curses of the Corpse Forest Lord's mask are divided into male and female. The husband's mask is for men, and the woman's mask is for women. So the target of this mask's curse is the first woman it 'sees' after opening the eyes of the Ghost King and lighting the lamp."

"Having said that, if someone has actually touched the mask and their cultivation is not strong enough, they will be more or less bewitched and affected, but the impact is minimal and will not be fatal."

Song Weichen nodded silently, indicating that he understood.

After Mo Tingfeng brought this mask back, she must be the first woman to see it.

After all, given Bingtuozi's cautiousness, it goes without saying that it is impossible for an unrelated person, regardless of gender, to have seen it.

It’s so dangerous, it seems that this death curse is aimed at her!
How dangerous! Fortunately, this death curse was only aimed at her.

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Knowing that he was the target of this terrifying mask, Song Weichen did not feel as fearful as he had imagined. He even felt an inexplicable sense of security and calmness.

"If there are too many lice, they won't bite." That's how she feels now.

The mark of her past life could not be removed at all. Even without the death curse, even if Zhuang Yuheng used all his strength, she might not survive for more than a year. The other party went to such great lengths to kill her, but it was actually unnecessary.

Thinking of this, she even laughed softly.

Is that stupid? Why make a fuss about a dying person?

But the next second Song Weichen couldn't laugh anymore, she realized a very serious problem.

The target is her, but the purpose is him!

That's why this thing appears together with the red-eye warning.

Mo Tingfeng would never ignore the death curse directed at her. If the other party threatened him with himself, it was possible that he would do evil, become an accomplice to the evil, hurt others and himself, and eventually destroy himself!
Thinking of this, Song Weichen lost his composure.

She had originally planned to go find Bei Huashan on the Chinese Valentine's Day to celebrate the festival together, and take the opportunity to let Ji Baishou take one of her souls to help Mo Ting Fengshen lift the ban on love without anyone knowing. This was the earliest time of separation that she had prepared herself mentally and could accept.

But now that this mask has appeared, does it mean that she has to cut ties with him earlier to ensure that he won't be led by others because of the death curse she has been cast under?

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Song Weichen felt sad and lowered his head without saying a word.

Mo Tingfeng also frowned, as if he was struggling with some inner thoughts.

In comparison, Shu Xinglong's expression was more restrained yet more complicated, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

For a moment, the private room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The three people each had their own thoughts and no one spoke a word.
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Unlike Song Weichen, Mo Tingfeng was surprisingly rational and calm. Since the mask was designed to allow him to be discovered, the target must be either her or him. He was mentally prepared for this.

Moreover, in a position like his, it is not surprising for the people around him to receive any threats. If just a spell can make him panic and lose the ability to act, he is not worthy of being Si Chen.

He was just thinking of a way to break the curse.

Generally speaking, any spell can be broken by three methods:

First, the person who can solve the problem.

The reason is simple. When the person who casts the curse dies, the curse will be lifted.

However, if the person who casts the spell deliberately hides his whereabouts and misses the time for lifting the spell (usually within a hundred days of the spell taking effect), the curse cannot be lifted even if the person is found and killed later. This is an uncontrollable risk.

Second, the spell suppression technique. Taking the husband's mask of the ghost king Shituo and using it for yourself, and letting him suppress the wife's mask and not curse and kill, is also a method of control.

The disadvantage is that the curse is only suppressed and not actually lifted - like a piece of land full of mines, which is always a hidden danger.

Third, counter-spell.

This is the most thorough solution.

Simply put, it means to give someone a taste of their own medicine, and to "bounce" the death curse back to the person who cast the curse in a specific way, and it cannot be removed.

The biggest difference between spells and general magic is that "once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back". When casting a spell, you must cast it regularly and rhythmically before the spell is cast, otherwise the spell caster will be killed immediately by the backlash of the spell.

This means that if the caster of a spell is hit by a counter-curse, even though he knows that the curse has returned to him, he has no choice but to continue casting the curse in order to prolong his life, and will eventually die from the curse - for the person who has been cursed, this is the safest and most satisfying way of counterattack.

Thinking of this, Mo Tingfeng curled the corner of his mouth slightly. If anyone dared to touch him, he would not hesitate to use these three methods to give back everything.

Since his "weakness" has been exposed, hiding and escaping is not a solution. He might as well make a big fuss about it and use this incident to make those people in the dark who are eyeing him covetously - those who want to use Song Weichen to control and deal with him - see the price.

Let’s see if there is anyone who dares to touch her or plot against her in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Tingfeng had already made up his mind. His gaze fell back on Shu Tinglong's face - this Shita Ghost King's curse of death was unheard of before. Since it was a "secret method", it should be a rare top-level curse from the outside world on the border.

If Shu Tinglong was really just an "ordinary" mask collector, why did he know so much about the things outside the border? Why could he explain the origin of such a rare mask and even the spell behind it so clearly?

Is there anything else he knows but is hiding?
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"Sang Pu, before you came here, you were full of praise for Boss Shu's collection of masks, saying that if you had the chance you wanted to take a closer look at them. Today is a rare opportunity, so why not...?"

Song Weichen was secretly feeling sad about the possibility of having to leave Mo Tingfeng early, fearing that he would fail to control his expression and reveal his sorrow. When he heard that he was trying to get rid of him, he quickly went along with it.

"Yes, yes, yes. I wonder if Mr. Shu is available? Allow me to admire and praise you for a while longer."

Shu Xinglong smiled elegantly and handed the copper spoon in his sleeve to Song Weichen.

"This key is given to you, young lady. I don't spend much time in Wangyue Tower, and most of the time my room is idle. If you don't mind, you can come and see me anytime you like."

Bang!

His hand shook and the copper key fell to the ground. Song Weichen hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

I was so scared! I was just lying down on Shu Xinglong's bed because I was not feeling well, and Bingtuozi threatened to break my legs. Now, he handed over the keys in front of the jealous king.

To round it off, Shu Xinglong's move was tantamount to taking her life.

"No, no, no, don't scare me. Just get me a room if we have nothing to do with each other."

Song Weichen spoke incoherently, picked up the key and stood up.

She looked at Mo Tingfeng anxiously, her eyes full of "I didn't ask for it! He gave it to me on his own initiative! It has nothing to do with me! You are not allowed to settle the score with me later!" Her complaint was about to burst out.

Unexpectedly, Mo Tingfeng looked at her with a half-smile, and said half-truthfully, "It's better not to let down Boss Shu's kindness."

It made Song Weichen's cerebral cortex suddenly as smooth as a mirror.

What is this guy singing? Is this real singing or lip syncing?

Forget it, never mind. She took the key and went out. It would be better to stay away from this place and calm down for a while.
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Maybe it was an illusion. After Song Weichen left, the light in the private room dimmed a little. A few candles on the candlestick in the corner that looked like a sacred tree burned to the end, shook a few times, and then went out.

Part of the two people's faces were thus hidden in a state of semi-awake and semi-asleep.

Mo Tingfeng picked up the wine glass and gestured to Shu Xinglong.

"Thank you Mr. Shu for your hospitality today," and then he drank it all in one gulp.

Shu Tinglong smiled slightly but did not pick up the wine glass. His eyes were clear but a little bit cold, as if there was a hidden edge, as he looked at Mo Tingfeng.

"Lord Si Chen, it's just you and me now, let's be frank."

"You intentionally sent her away, didn't you just want to say a few words to me?"