At the same time, his two companions were burning the same fire.

"No!" Gu Fenghua exclaimed, trying to help, but it was too late. The flame was obviously not an ordinary flame, which contained the unique fluctuation of Holy Spirit. In a moment, it turned several people into ashes, and there were no bones.

"What's the matter? Aren't they poisoned? How can they commit suicide?" Lorne said in disbelief.

She has heard of biting her tongue and taking poison to commit suicide. She has never heard of such a way of suicide. What's more, the flame is obviously related to Shengqi. These people are very poisonous. Even if they can run Shengqi, they are weak. How can they commit suicide?

"It's a ban on them. They only need to be inspired." Gu Fenghua replied. She once saw such a secret technique of prohibition in ancient books. It is said that a long time ago, some families trained the dead and would impose such a prohibition on them. However, with the change of history, this technique of prohibition has long been lost, but I didn't expect to see it today.

"And there is such prohibition. Who are they?" Lorne said in surprise.

"I don't know." Gu Fenghua shook his head, his expression became dignified.

Although we don't know the origin of Zhou Wenjun, their identity is not simple from the tea set they used before and their strong cultivation.

In their capacity, why do you want to find Liu Zihan? What secret is hidden in him? Gu Fenghua looks at liuzihan.

"It's them. It must be them. My mother said it must be them." Liu Zihan trembled, frightened and hated.

Gu Fenghua's heart moved. It seems that Liu Zihan's mother may know the origin of the other party and told him before he died. That's why he is so alert and defensive.

He had already decided not to ask. What's more, the little guy was so scared. Of course, Gu Fenghua would not ask. Anyway, when he saw his grandfather, he would find the answer.

"It's OK. The bad guys are dead. It's OK." She put liuzihan in her arms and gently stroked his back. She comforted her.

Under her comfort, Liu Zihan gradually calmed down.

"Sister Fenghua, what happened to the poisoning they just said?" Liu Zihan raised his head and asked curiously.

After all, he was still young and didn't know much about the way of cultivation. Before that, he didn't even hear of the demon plant. How could he figure out the secret.

"It's not poisoned. They've had a bad stomach. Just now my little flower fell into the tea, so they shouldn't drink it any more. So, we must talk about hygiene, understand? " Gu Fenghua didn't want to pollute his young heart, so he carried out health education with great care.

"Oh, my mother used to say that eating unclean food can cause stomachache. These people are so old that they don't even understand. They deserve to be burned. " Gu Fenghua's education has played a role. Liu Zihan thinks it's true. At the same time, he deeply despises Zhou Wenjun who doesn't talk about hygiene.

Poor soul holy eight, it's just that he died of poisoning. After death, he was despised by a little boy. Fortunately, he was reduced to ashes instead of being buried in the earth. Otherwise, most of the coffins would not be able to hold down.

"Clean up, let's have a rest and leave at dawn." Gu Fenghua opened the door of the temple, took a pat, and blasted the ashes of Zhou Wenjun out of the door.

Just because of a guess, Zhou Wenjun will kill them. She has no pity for such people.