Extra 9: I, the Young Master, About the Curse on My Family

My name is Soren.

Soren.

Li.

I opened my eyes, and a strange yet familiar scene entered my field of vision.

Warehouse, dark, damp, echoing, and ropes.

I was kidnapped again.

Why again? Well, this is more complicated. As far as I can remember, I was less than ten years old when I was kidnapped for the first time. Although the kidnappers were a group of pedophiles, they were not interested in teenagers with myopia.

Heh.

What's wrong with myopia?

What's wrong with my natural birth!

Who looks down on myopia? I...!

Sorry.

Memories deviated from the course, pulled back.

The first time I was kidnapped, I was less than ten years old, and the weather was fine.

The second time I was kidnapped was on my twelfth birthday, and the weather was fine.

The third time I was kidnapped, I was thirteen years old, and the weather was fine.

The fourth time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen years old, and the weather was fine.

The fifth time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen years old, and the weather was fine.

The sixth time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen years old, and the weather was fine.

The seventh time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

The eighth time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

The ninth time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

The tenth time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

The eleventh time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

The eleventh+1st time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

The 4x3rd time I was kidnapped, I was fourteen, and it was a sunny day.

“Who did I offend when I was fourteen!”

I couldn’t help shouting.

The kidnappers kneeling on the ground were trembling with fear, and one of them even peed.

I apologized to them and let go of the kidnapper in my hand. The middle-aged man’s head had been stuffed into his ass by me, and he might have died.

So…

I had to let the kidnappers give first aid to this kidnapper’s companion.

An hour later

We held a grand cremation ceremony for the kidnapper, during which I cared deeply for the remaining kidnappers to tell me who kidnapped me.

I didn't let them tell me.

It would be boring to know the answer in advance.

As for who it was, I had a list in my hand.

In the evening,

I stuffed the heads of the gangster bosses in this town into their asses.

The sun set today.

I did something within my power for a city again.

Ah?

Who kidnapped me?

That's not important.

What's important is that I need a just reason to beat up these gangsters.

"Master, are you still angry about the gang girl calling you a four-eyed yesterday?"

The housekeeper looked puzzled when he picked me up.

"How is that possible."

I'm not such a petty person.

I was just taking revenge.

"Master, it's a good thing that you're not on a business trip to a big city this time, otherwise it would be troublesome to pack up."

"Well, pay attention next time."

The housekeeper always complains about my righteous deeds, but I don't really care.

Moreover, people who go on business trips with me will be improved in various aspects.

For example:

"Master, every time we go on business trips with you, we feel that our combat effectiveness has been improved to a higher level."

"Master, how on earth do you stuff people's heads into their asses?"

"Master, should we attack the Presidential Palace?"

"Master, there is a beautiful girl named Jenny, should we beat up her boyfriend?"

"Master, I found aliens, shall we go to outer space to be robbers?"

Look,

My waiters have become smarter one by one.

They have found the fundamental way to solve problems.

Violence!

Yes.

Violence.

As an [Explorer], I am tired of the detours in those guides, making plans, and considering back-up plans. These are all things that [Residual Blood] do. Who am I? I am an [Explorer]. If I kill them all, all the secrets will be gone, right?

The housekeeper reminded me: "Master, the master has made an appointment for you with a psychiatrist, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock."

I sat in the back seat of the car indifferently and snorted coldly. Psychiatrist... Well, I really should see a doctor.

My name is Sauron.

A lonely road divides the woods into two.

The driver's rearview mirror can see what kind of man I am.

Behind the glasses are a pair of eyes as deep as the ocean.

On the glasses, eyebrows spread slowly, and the calmness between the eyebrows reveals the majesty of a leader.

The wheels are driving on a highway in the United States, and the golden sunlight shines through the dead leaves and shines on my face from the window.

Ugh, my God.

What kind of painting is this...It's like the outline drawn by a top painter, and the shocking lines make people's heartbeats accelerate.

Maybe I have to find a painter to record my face.

Painter.

Painter.

The best painter I know is...I hate painters!

Damn Li Nuo!

Last time, he asked me to draw a portrait for him, and he drew 122 pairs of glasses!

"Master... who do you want to fight now?"

"You can't fight this one."

"It doesn't matter, we can play dirty. The master always says that things that are put on the surface are used to deceive the public, and most of the truly useful things are dirty tricks that can't be seen on the surface."

"I have a solution for this. When I get back, I will give you a website, pay the cartoonist, let him draw illegal things, and then report him, so that he will have a huge ups and downs and finally have nothing."

"Master, you might as well just kill him."

I know the butler meant "kill him" physically.

"never mind."

I showed my generosity.

If nothing else, after all, going against someone named Li will cost you your family and your life. I have to think about my employees.

When I thought of my tenderness, I opened my thin lips, picked up a glass of red wine, and drank it down in one gulp, as gracefully as I was swirling a barrel of Munich beer.

I touched the frame of my glasses.

I'm so damn elegant.

I'm so damn gentle.

My damn rich family.

My damn innate condition.

But... no one in this world has any weaknesses, and I can't escape the choice of truth. Yes, I also have weaknesses...

woman.

To be precise, I am insulated from the opposite sex.

Don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that I have never been with a woman in my life.

In fact, I had a girlfriend when I was fourteen years old. The reason for our breakup was that she died unexpectedly.

In the same year, I dated four more women. I was hit by a car and hit by a flower pot upstairs. The balcony rod suddenly broke and I fell to death. I was electrocuted while taking a shower.

I was only fourteen years old that year...

Who did I mess with at the age of fourteen?

In short, I also dated several women later, and they all died. Fortunately, I didn't invest my feelings... But when I get here, any fool will understand that something is wrong.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The housekeeper saw my lonely face in the rearview mirror.

I said, "Do you believe it? So far, twenty-nine women have died because of me."

The housekeeper smiled with a hint of comfort: "Master, are you feeling springy again?"

I replied gently: "Do you want to die?"

The car became quiet again.

Regarding the question of why I am insulated from women, I have actually had doubts about this since I was a child.

My grandfather tried not to get close to women throughout his life.

So does my dad.

The men in our family are all over the women.

This has been going on for more than two hundred years.

And it's getting worse.

My grandfather could still spend at least two years with a woman. My father and my mother gave birth to me in a flash marriage. When I came here, the time spent with a woman had been shortened from a month to about an hour.

Almost every female player I want to recruit, or a woman I think I can work with, will die within an hour or lose contact due to various accidents.

My family is cursed.

When my generation comes, there will be no descendants.

In fact, neither my father nor my grandfather discovered the source of the matter, but I found it.

…

night.

I returned to an abandoned property owned by my family.

This is the first residence where my grandfather settled after coming to this country, and it is also the fundamental reason why I come to this city for a business trip.

The dilapidated wooden house has not been lived in for a long time. Compared with my family's manor, this place is more suitable for a down-and-out painter who cannot afford to eat.

And here lies the secret of the family's mastermind.

"Master, although I shouldn't talk too much, I heard the master say that this house is evil."

The housekeeper stood beside the car and kindly reminded me.

"I know, don't worry about it, just come and go."

I don't want to involve irrelevant people in this coming storm.

I will take care of my family's debts.

Three days ago, I found a diary left by my grandfather from my father. The handwriting in it was blurred, but I could see at a glance that certain letters formed a sentence when connected regularly.

——"Don't go back to that cabin."

After my investigation, I found that since my ancestors left this house, there have been fewer and fewer women around me.

Okay, then I can be sure that the problem may lie here. There are no coincidences, and any coincidence may be the beginning of the evidence chain.

The door is closed.

It was locked inside.

I sighed, and the classic horror movie death journey began.

So, I kicked the door down.

Then he took a step and walked into the house.

Because one leg was a prosthetic, the sound of stepping on the wooden floor was extremely uncoordinated.

This doesn't stop me from spraying perfume on the first thing I do when I come in.

Yes, it stinks.

There is the body of a homeless man. This guy broke into the house through a broken window. He died not long ago. After preliminary inspection, he died of...

"Too much masturbation!"

People these days are so dishonest!

In short, I calmed down, and in order to give some respect to the scary atmosphere, I turned on the wolf-eye flashlight, looked around, and shivered from time to time to tell the evil spirits that might exist in the cabin that I was afraid.

To my disappointment, no evil spirit came out and there was nothing in the house except moldy furniture... and a mirror.

I saw a man wearing a white shirt. I could vaguely see the lines of his chest and abdominal muscles, but I could never see clearly. This man looked dangerous. Who was he? He is me.

"Except for myself, there are no special surprises."

At this time, just step hard on the ground and you will know the answer.

There is an empty space under a certain floor.

After the player level exceeded 60, I inherited half of the data in the "Endless Corridor", and I used the power I gained to easily cut through the wooden floor.

"Oh."

Under the floor, in a dark area, down the corridor.

There was something odd about the smell, the stench of a dead body.

I waited for two hours to enter when it was darkest.

The darker it gets, the more inevitable the dangers will be, right?

Anyway, if you do it the way you do in horror movies, at least there will be no problem. The more I think about quickly meeting the culprit who made me unable to find the female team member, the more ridiculous I laugh.

Hahaha...hahahahahahaha...no matter who you are, I will definitely twist your head off~

Yake and the others always say that I am petty. You see, I am only petty towards the guy who offends me. Other times, I am very generous.

"So come out quickly~"

Exiting the dark corridor, I came to an underground grotto.

There's not much to explore here... there's a coffin, and a book of dark magic that's like a bible.

I walked over and looked at the dark magic book.

"Elvish language? No...is this the devil's curse formation?"

The magic circle in the book indicates that it should be some kind of spell.

It looks like a coffin to me.

There is something like an inverted cross engraved on it, which is similar to the spell in the book, but I really can't understand it... Just when I was about to write it down and go back to the corridor to translate, the coffin board opened by itself.

A demon with a sheep's head and a female body crawled out.

Half an hour later.

The goat-headed demon who had been beaten by me for thirty minutes knelt on the ground obediently.

"Are you going to tell me?" I asked it.

It looked at me with pleading eyes that had turned into swollen eyes.

I pulled off its corners.

This guy was rolling on the ground and crying: "What did I say? You hit me as soon as I came out. It will take half an hour. I'm just trying to scare you. Why don't you give me a good time and kill me?" Me."

Actually I know I didn't ask anything.

But I just wanted a reason to hit it.

Because I'm allergic to mutton.

Yake and others always say that I am a thug. In fact, I am just a little violent towards things I don't like. I will not offend others unless they offend me. A wise man must make mistakes in every consideration, and for that mistake, I use violence to make up for it. Is it wrong? without.

Seeing how pitiful it was, I felt sorry for it, so I decided to get down to business first. I would have enough time to beat it up later, and when it felt better, I would sell it to those rich people in the desert.

But this guy suddenly shouted: "Where did you come from as an exorcist? Why are you so violent!"

The Exorcist?

Witcher?

I gave it another fifteen minutes of punching.

"What does this curse mean?" I asked what the book said.

"I said, stop hitting me, you are so violent." It actually made demands and slandered me.

So I gave it a kick. Since you said I was violent, I will realize your dream for now.

It said honestly: "A fool summoned me before. He said that he was emotionally injured and wanted me to help him curse his ex-wife."

I guess that idiot is my ancestor.

"Hehe~ But this guy shook his hand and drew the cursed cross wrongly, so he became the cursed one."

"What curse?"

"You can't get close to the opposite sex in this life, and it will get worse in your children and grandchildren."

I thought about it for a while, thinking about what I had experienced in the past twenty years, and decided to beat it for another half hour.

Fifteen minutes later, I comforted the sheep-headed demon who wanted to commit suicide.

"I won't hit you anymore."

"I, I don't believe it! I'm not alive anymore!"

"Do you think I would let you disregard life under my nose?"

"I think you are indifferent to your own life when you say this."

"I won't talk nonsense anymore. Tell me how to lift the curse."

The sheep-headed demon suddenly showed an evil smile.

"Hehehe, it's difficult."

"Want to hear the details."

"You have to find a demon and worship it with its flesh and blood. Hehehe~"

I was curious: "Are you a devil?"

Goat-Headed Demon: "I'm not!"

If you tell a lie, you lose the meat, so I took a piece of it off.

"Then what?"

"Then... you just need to use 'magic' to blend the flesh and blood into the formation on the coffin, and then use the devil's blood to write the name of the person who set the curse at that time, and the curse will be cancelled."

This is simple.

I knew that this guy didn't dare to lie anymore, but I still went back to space and translated what was in the book. After confirming that the devil was not lying, I returned to the real world.

Then I did what this guy told me to do.

"that's all?"

I have completed the ritual.

The goat-headed demon nodded.

"Yes, then you open the book and recite the second paragraph on page 4, and the curse will be lifted."

I was a little disappointed... because this guy didn't lie, and I didn't have a reason to beat him, so I felt bad... so I picked up the coffin and slapped it!

"Uuuuu~ I am just a demon from the Cairo Star. I am not a robber. Why are you bullying me like this?"

"Stop crying. When I lift the curse, I will take you back and give you a position to play with."

I say this because it revealed the secret that it is from the Cairo planet. After all, this is the world of Cairo, and it is quite interesting to have all the guys from the Cairo planet as pets.

By the way...if it messes with me one day, I will let it curse Li Nuo, and then it will be finished.

"That's right, Master."

The goat-headed demon changed his tune very quickly.

"Master, remember, when you recite that paragraph, you must not stop. If you don't finish, you will have to wait for twelve years or even longer to lift the curse again."

"What kind of rules are these?"

"This curse is a zodiac curse from the far east."

"Ah?"

"The full name is 'Single Dog Curse'. According to the law of the zodiac, a cycle of twelve years, the dog in charge of the curse must come back to handle your business after twelve years."

I can't stand the weird rules of "Cairo Star".

However, as long as the curse can be lifted, I can recruit female team members... Finally, I don't have to be called a gigolo. Thinking of this, I don't care.

In order to avoid accidents, I turned off my phone and recited the spell several times.

Finally, after five minutes of tossing, I can recite it backwards.

"Master, remember, you must not stop, you must recite it in one breath!"

The sheep-headed demon is very smart. It knows that I, a four-eyed lunatic, have failed, and I will definitely make it want to live but not to die.

"Then I'll start."

The sheep-headed demon covered his mouth.

I took a deep breath and read:

"Great Sothoth, almighty..."

["Endless Corridor" player 5870 was summoned to "World War", forced to go, and teleported immediately]

...

The cursed book fell to the ground.

Soran disappeared before he finished reading.

The curse on his family will last at least twelve years.

On the last page of the book, there was a sentence: "If your partner is strong enough, the curse will not take effect."