As if to confirm Bobo's words, Zhang Boyin, whose arms were controlled by the fool, let out a sharp and strange scream.
"You want to commit suicide?" The fool shook Zhang Boyin in his hand.
But he obviously wasn't ready to answer, and he just struggled harder.
"Why did he commit suicide?" Jasmine picked up the knife on the ground and asked Bobo, "What happened?"
"Nothing happened. I was still chatting with you normally. When I saw him walking into the kitchen with his hunched back, I always felt that something was wrong, so I followed him." Bobo pointed to the kitchen, "But he
He picked up a fruit knife and stabbed himself, which scared me to death. Fortunately, he forgot to take the knife out of the sheath at first, but then he remembered..."
They basically knew what happened next.
"Where was he before that happened?" Jasmine looked at Zhang Boyin who was trying to bite the fool, frowned and looked away.
"I just finished breakfast with him and was chatting with him," Bobo pointed to the leftovers on the table and said, "Aren't you guys coming? I said hello to him, but of course, he didn't reply.
It was normal back then... This Zhang Boyin was so outrageous that he committed suicide without my consent, and I even cut his hair..."
Xiaolan took a closer look and saw that the weeds on Zhang Boyin's head had indeed become docile, and his new hairstyle even looked a little handsome.
The Taoist priest looked around the room, and then moved to the fool and Zhang Boyin.
"Zhang Boyin." The Taoist priest called tentatively.
Zhang Boyin was still struggling violently but in vain, and did not react at all when he heard the Taoist Master's words.
Suddenly, the Taoist Master lifted Zhang Boyin's arm with his backhand, twisted his forearm, and looked at the place where he had attached the charm.
Where the talisman is located, a circle of golden light is rising slightly.
"Bobo, does the charm on your body react?" the Taoist priest asked directly without raising his head.
"Ah?" Bobo rolled up his sleeves hesitantly and checked, "No, what should I do?"
"The talisman in this room has not appeared," the Taoist priest put down Zhang Boyin's arm, "it seems that the problem lies with himself."
"...What if?" Bobo asked.
"To be precise," the Taoist Priest's dark pupils looked directly into Zhang Boyin's red bloodshot eyes, "the problem lies in the things in his body."
Seeing that everyone else looked confused, the Taoist priest waved them over, then twisted Zhang Boyin's forearm again, pointed at the circle of golden light, and introduced it as if giving a lecture to primary school students.
"This is how the evil-suppressing talisman has taken effect," the Taoist priest stretched out his finger to gesture, "Do you see this circle of light? If the evil comes from outside his body, according to common sense, the evil-suppressing talisman will appear on his arm again.
But now the talisman has worked but has not appeared. Although I have never seen this happen, I think it is most likely because the power the talisman resists comes from within his body."
Can this thing prevent suicide?
"This...can his own suicidal tendencies be considered malicious?" Qiao Nian was even more confused.
"Of course not," the Taoist priest smiled slightly, "so I'm not referring to Zhang Boyin himself. I think something is attached to him."
Behind everyone, Bobo sucked in a big breath of cold air.
"Is he possessed by a ghost?" Bobo squeezed forward, "Quick, I haven't seen a ghost possessed yet, let me see..."
"Didn't you just push him to the ground? Didn't he feel any different from his usual self?" Jasmine poked at the outline of the golden spell.
"There's no difference. Your strength is still so small. Oh, right, isn't it said that your strength will become stronger after being possessed by a ghost?"
"Haha, I'm afraid that fool has a ghost living inside him." Qin Yin joked.
Zhang Boyin lost his mind and Bobo didn't know what happened. The task of solving the mystery fell back on their shoulders.
Xiaolan stood behind, looking at Zhang Boyin, then around, then at the door, her eyes jumping back and forth.
"Xiaolan, did you see anything this time?" Sure enough, the Taoist priest was still planning to start with her first.
Xiaolan stared at the door and shook her head.
"I didn't feel it this time."
"Is it because the thing you saw before entered Zhang Boyin's body, so you can't feel it this time?" Jasmine crossed her arms.
Shake his head.
"Could it be the elevator?" Qin Yin stretched out his index finger and had an idea, "We didn't take the elevator this time, so it'll be fine. Xiaolan also fainted at the elevator entrance last time."
Makes sense.
This large group of people dragged Zhang Boyin, who was struggling desperately, to the elevator entrance. The elevator opened, closed, went up, and came down, but nothing changed.
Reluctantly, he retreated into the house.
The idiot still held Zhang Boyin's arms tightly behind his back. Zhang Boyin shook his head and grinned, looking a little pitiful.
"How about we take Zhang Boyin to the Eight Immortals Village together," Jasmine pulled her hair in distress, "Anyway, he is already possessed, so it shouldn't be worse than this."
"That's right. Maybe after finding out Wan Sheng's blessing ability, we can exorcise him or something like that." Qin Yin made a gesture of sprinkling holy water.
A few people were chatting about this and that, and suddenly, Bobo called out softly.
"Yeah!" Bobo pointed at Zhang Boyin who was blocked behind by Jasmine, "Look at him."
The eyes of a circle of people focused on it.
At some point, Zhang Boyin stopped struggling and stared eerily at Jasmine in front of him. His eyes that were bloodshot just now turned almost black, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his teeth seemed to be clenched.
Jasmine subconsciously took half a step back.
"What's wrong?"
Only the fool who was holding him didn't know what happened. When the fool bent forward and planned to take a look at Zhang Boyin, something unexpected happened.
The moment the fool relaxed, Zhang Boyin rushed forward, raised his arms high above his head, and made a gesture as if he was going to hug Jasmine.
Jasmine calmly prepared herself for an attack.
She was just about to punch.
"Jasmine wait!"
The Taoist priest suddenly shouted.
Jasmine's fist stopped in mid-air, and Zhang Boyin had fallen down.
He rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground like a ball of melted candy.
The Taoist priest immediately knelt down and turned him over.
Zhang Boyin's eyes were closed, but his lips were trembling slightly, as if he was saying something.
Luo Jiutian, who was squatting on the other side of him, leaned over, held his breath and listened. After a long time, he straightened up again.
The Taoist Master held Zhang Boyin's arm again. The circle of golden light just now disappeared, and Zhang Boyin's arm returned to its usual smooth appearance.
"What did he say? Did you hear clearly?" the fool asked Xiang Luo Jiutian.
Luo Jiutian lowered his brows and nodded hesitantly.