Chapter 208: The Curse Backfires
"Yang Fan, what's the matter with you looking for me?" After sitting down, Zhao Shu asked directly.

Yang Fan did not answer his question, but looked at Zhao Youfu, "Everyone is here, you can tell me yourself."

Zhao Youfu's face turned frighteningly pale in an instant, and his hands on the wheelchair trembled uncontrollably, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope and tried to defend himself, "What are you talking about, Yang Fan? I haven't had good luck lately, and I want you to help me figure out what's going on."

After all, he didn't do this, so it would be fine as long as he refused to admit it even if he was beaten to death. Zhao Youfu kept comforting himself in his heart.

But is it really like that?

Zhao Youcai's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Luo Cheng had some guesses in his mind. He thought that this cousin must have done something bad before and was now suffering retribution.

Grandma Zhou and Zhao Shu were completely unaware of what was going on and looked confused.

Dong Chunyan, who was also unaware of the situation, frowned and questioned Yang Fan, "No, Yang Fan, we are here to find you to solve the problem. If we knew, we wouldn't have come to you."

"Don't get excited, Auntie. Your husband knows." Tang Yuanyuan snorted coldly, "Your family is so unlucky because the curse has backfired."

The curse backfires!

In an instant, the air became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Youfu, and his body was shaking even more violently.

Yang Fan looked at him, smiled sarcastically, lowered his eyes and played with his fingers, and said slowly, "If you don't want to say it yourself, I will say it."

Everyone in the yard, including Xiao Lin and Fu Cancan in the house, turned off the fire and stood by the window listening to her talk.

The person eavesdropping outside the door became more focused.

Yang Fan said slowly, "I found something in the basement of the main room of Uncle Zhao Shu's house."

"Inside is a small black box, which contains a small piece of bone wrapped in talisman paper."

When Zhao Shu heard this, his brain exploded and his mind went blank. There was something buried under the main hall of his house!
"Use the bones of wandering ghosts to create a curse, cursing the family living in that house to be destroyed and their descendants to never be able to rise again even if they leave that house."

The air froze instantly, and the others inexplicably felt a chill rising from behind.

Cursing someone's family to be destroyed is too vicious.

Netizens in Han Musen’s live broadcast room: Wait, they seem to have heard something incredible!!

Dong Chunyan seemed to realize something later and swallowed unconsciously. She looked at Zhao Youfu with shock and fear in her eyes.

Could it be that her husband did these things?
Zhao Youcai's face turned pale. The curse was so cruel. What would happen to them if it backfired? Thinking of what the Zhao Shu family had experienced over the years, he didn't dare to think about it.

Luo Cheng's eyes changed when he looked at Zhao Youfu. Could it be that this cousin had cast this curse?

It turns out that this is the real reason for his family's death!
Zhao Shu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the ashen-faced Zhao Youfu, and said word by word, "You guys are the ones behind this, aren't you?!"

Back then, Zhao Youfu's father hired someone to help build their house.

At that time, his father was a little confused as to why they suddenly became so kind, but Zhao Shu played the emotional card and said that they were all family, and it would be better to let family members earn the money instead of letting outsiders.

Seeing that his charges were cheaper than other construction teams and he was also a family member, Zhao Hai's father agreed to let him build it.

Who knew that this help would lead to the destruction of his family? Thinking of his deceased parents, brothers and sisters, and his own difficult life over the years, Zhao Shu wanted to beat Zhao Hai to death.

Grandma Zhou's eyes were filled with tears as she trembled and said, "Youfu, was it really you who did this?"

Even at this point, Zhao Youfu was still trying to argue, "I didn't do it. I have never done anything as evil as this!"

Tang Yuanyuan said sarcastically, "If it has nothing to do with you, why would the curse backfire on you?"

"That's...that's because...that's because I'm unlucky, it's not a backlash!" Zhao Youfu struggled to sit up straight and shouted to Dong Chunyan.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and leave. She can't figure out anything!"

He didn't ask Yang Fan for help anymore. Instead, he went to other masters for help, and went to find the master who helped them back then!
"It's okay, just go. No matter who you go to find, the backlash will not stop," Yang Fan's voice sounded again, and Zhao Youfu stopped struggling.

Grandma Zhou asked Yang Fan with tears in her eyes, "Yang Fan...what is this backlash?"

"The curse of their families being torn apart and their descendants being unable to rise again will come back doubly against them."

Zhao Youcai was timid and was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

Dong Chunyan was already stunned, she just stood there unable to utter a word.

The family is broken up... Grandma Zhou couldn't bear the impact of this sentence, and fell backwards weakly. Luo Cheng supported her in time, "Auntie!"

Zhao Shu resisted the urge to beat Zhao Youfu. His eyes were red as he asked Yang Fan with a sob, "Yang Fan, was he the one who made that thing in my house?"

Yang Fan nodded.

Now that things have come to this, the truth is clear as day.

Zhao Youfu's family had harmed Zhao Shu's family in the past. Now the curse was accidentally broken by Yang Fan, and Zhao Youfu and his family began to suffer the backlash of the curse.

Zhao Shu could no longer bear it and stood up. He walked over and grabbed Zhao Youfu by the collar, shouting at him, "Why did your family want to harm our family like this? How did our family offend you?! Ah!"

This roar expressed all the pain he had suffered over the years.

He was 25 years old when the house was rebuilt. In the second year after the house was built, his father lost his good job and went to work in a small factory. However, after only a few days on the job, he was absent-minded and caused his hand to be caught in the machine due to operating error.

Not only did his father lose his right hand, but he was also blamed by the unscrupulous boss for damaging the machine due to operational error, and was left with a huge debt.

In the same year, my younger sister, who was about to get married and start a family, was diagnosed with acute leukemia and died within a few months.

The series of misfortunes broke his father down. He became depressed and drank all day long. Finally, he died of alcohol poisoning on a deserted street.

When he was 28 years old, he and his mother set up a stall to sell midnight snacks. A drunk driver crashed into their stall. His mother was killed on the spot and he was seriously injured and almost could not be rescued.

Half a year after his mother's death, his younger brother committed suicide by jumping off a building because he could not bear the bullying from his colleagues.

But nothing went well for him no matter what he did. He was healthy before marriage, but his wife suffered from minor illnesses frequently after being with him. His work was not going well either, and his children also suffered from major and minor illnesses all the time and were frequent visitors to the hospital.

Not long ago, his wife was diagnosed with cancer, and the doctors said the hope of a cure was slim.

Zhao Shu had doubted countless times whether he had a bad fate that killed his family members and implicated his wife and children, but he never expected the truth to be like this.

If he hadn't met Yang Fan, what would have happened to his wife and children due to the curse? The more Zhao Shu thought about it, the angrier he became. He stared at the man in front of him with his bloodshot eyes, wishing he could tear him into pieces.