Lin Wan, holding his books, walked painfully yet happily toward the classroom, ready to start another day of hard study.
However, at the moment he sat down at his desk, Lin Wan suddenly sensed that the bad luck curse he had drawn on the door of the Lin family using spiritual energy had already become ineffective due to the natural dissipation of the energy.
So, half-finished products really can’t withstand consumption.
Lin Wan reflected for a moment and casually drew a complete version of the bad luck curse, sending it flying toward the Lin family with spiritual energy.
Although his bad luck curse sounded powerful, it was actually the mildest among the many lethal and malicious formations he had mastered.
It was mild enough that Lin Wan, who had been in extremely poor health, could barely muster enough strength to draw a half-finished formation using spiritual energy;
Mild enough that as an “evil curse,” it wouldn’t directly take a life even if it acted on an ordinary person. Instead, it would simply amplify the bad luck carried by the cursed individual.
In other words, if you were an ordinary person who hadn’t done anything wrong, even if someone maliciously cast a bad luck curse on you, you might just end up with bad luck like stubbing your toe or missing the bus.
But it was evident that the Lin Yao family had done plenty of wrong.
Home is a person’s spiritual refuge, linked to everyone’s fortune. As long as you acknowledge that place as your home, you will inevitably be influenced by it.
Thus, at the moment Lin Wan’s bad luck curse was affixed to the Lin family’s door, the unseen energies began to shift.
In a certain resident’s home in Lin'an City—
Old Li was an avid fishing enthusiast, with over a decade of fishing experience.
A few years ago, he and his fishing buddies often fished in the Daqing water area.
The water quality in the Daqing water area was excellent, with a variety of fish that were easy to catch, making it popular among many fishing enthusiasts.
Unfortunately, a few years ago, the area was privately contracted by a businessman.
After being contracted, the water area became the private property of that businessman, and fishing there became illegal.
At first, Old Li and the others were unaware of the situation, and they had multiple conflicts with the businessman when they went fishing. But as they were on the losing end, after several confrontations, Old Li and his friends gave up their hopes of fishing in the Daqing water area.
But somehow, today, as Old Li looked at the fishing rod hanging on the wall, covered in dust for years, his heart, which had been dead for a long time, suddenly came alive.
He glanced outside at the beautiful weather and began to ponder.
What if he went fishing again, just secretly?
The more Old Li thought about it, the more excited he became. He had five hundred yuan in cash in his pocket, ready to pay the fine if caught, and then he headed toward the water area with his fishing rod.
The water area was extremely desolate.
After years without poaching, even the security guards monitoring the area had disappeared.
Sneaking up to the edge of the water without any obstacles, Old Li set down his small stool and prepared the bait, eagerly waiting for the fish to bite.
After a while, Old Li frowned.
Something was off. He hadn't fished here in years; when he finally arrived, the fish should have been clamoring to bite.
He was using a long deep-sea fishing rod today, so why was there no movement? Could it be that someone had been sneaking in to fish during this time?
Those guys promised to share their catches but ended up hoarding everything for themselves!
Just as Old Li was quietly blaming them, his fishing rod suddenly plunged, then began to struggle slightly.
He had a bite!
Seeing this, Old Li felt a surge of joy and began to pull the rod up.
Strangely, this fish was lethargic, barely putting up a fight as he reeled it in. The bait was set deep, so logically, he shouldn't be pulling up something like a trash bag.
As he pulled the line up, Old Li's heart began to fill with joy as he saw a dark mass beneath the surface.
So big! It looked like it could be a big fish…
“Holy crap!!!”
Looking at what he had caught, Old Li's face turned pale.
Trembling, he pulled out his phone from his pocket, his voice shaking.
“Hello, police? Help!” His voice was desperate.
Meanwhile, Lin Yao, sitting in class, suddenly felt an intense wave of anxiety.
Clutching his chest, which was pounding violently, Lin Yao's face paled, becoming whiter than the walls around him.
His previously calm state of mind was suddenly thrown into turmoil.
Shouldn't he have been safe?
He had checked; these days were when the water level was rising.
The tide would sweep everything away, and even if someone discovered it, in the rush of the tide, there would be nothing left to find—just another unsolved case.
It would be fine, it would be fine, nothing would happen…
Lin Yao lay his head on the desk, desperately trying to comfort himself. But no matter how much he reassured himself, cold sweat poured down like a waterfall.
In the air-conditioned classroom, Lin Yao's short-sleeve shirt quickly became soaked, leaving a dark patch.
“Lin Yao, what's wrong? Why are you sweating so much?”
A classmate sitting behind him quickly noticed something was off and patted Lin Yao’s shoulder, asking with concern, “Lin Yao, are you okay? Do you want to go to the nurse’s office?”
The already anxious Lin Yao was startled by this sudden action.
Instinctively, Lin Yao looked up and refused, “No, I’m fine.”
“But your complexion is terrible…”
His deskmate was taken aback by Lin Yao's pallor. After a moment, they continued with concern, “I’ll ask for leave for you; you should go home and rest.”
“Your face is as white as a ghost,” his deskmate added softly.
Lin Yao felt overwhelmed, his thoughts in disarray. Panic and regret flooded his heart, but in the end, Lin Yao nodded and decided to go home.
On the bus, Lin Yao buried his head in his backpack, gradually calming down.
It would be fine; nothing would happen. That despicable woman deserved it all.
He mentally replayed the events of that day, and his turbulent emotions settled once more.
He had wrapped everything up well; there was no way there would be an issue. Even if there were problems, he had Lin Wan and his mom to back him up. He wouldn’t get into trouble; he was sure of it.
Letting out a sigh, a thought of Lin Wan flashed through his mind, along with the memory of his “rebellious” behavior that night. Lin Yao's gaze gradually turned fierce.
Hmph, Lin Wan, you’re next…
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Meanwhile, Wang’s father sat in his luxury car, frowning deeply at the news coming through the phone.
“What did you say? Mr. Lin owes money to loan sharks?!”
“No, no, it’s my fault for not being clear,” the cautious voice on the other end of the line explained.
“It’s not Mr. Lin; it’s his brother. He borrowed a lot of money from us, and it's due soon. I suspect the kid won’t be able to pay it back.”
The voice paused, then cautiously continued, “You know how our business works. Since you and Mr. Lin are acquainted, we wanted to ask for your opinion. Boss Wang, what do you think?”
“That won’t do; we’re in a civilized society now. How can we do this recklessly?”
Wang, eager to maintain a good relationship with the Lin family, didn’t hesitate to say, “How much does Mr. Lin's brother owe? I’ll help him pay it back.”
“The problem, Boss Wang,” the voice on the other end paused again, sounding somewhat hesitant, “is that we know Mr. Lin is your esteemed guest, but their family situation is a bit complicated. We’ve investigated, and Mr. Lin is not the biological child of the Lin family. Their reasons for adopting him were not entirely pure.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Hearing this, Wang's frown deepened further.
"Because he genuinely befriended Lin Wan, Wang Youqian did not investigate him
Unexpectedly, from Zhang's tone, it seems the master has been bullied?
This cannot be allowed!
Sitting up straight, Wang Youqian's voice was very serious, 'What exactly did you just say? Has Mr. Lin been bullied?!'"
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