Chapter 1054： Curse God

"Symptoms of poisoning and aging are still very obvious. Trouble the chief officer to distinguish between the two, what we are looking for is the rapid aging and death." Zhu Minglang said to the chief officer.

"Yes, it's not difficult." The chief officer did not feel cumbersome, and readily agreed.

"Then let's go to another city first and then take a look, and then come back to discuss with a few others." Zhu Minglang said.

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Leaving Pingbo City, Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling went to Yuexia City to the south. Yuexia City is one of the main cities of Xiancheng. Zhu Minglang did not go to the Yamen this time, but went directly to the victim's home.

Following the address, I found the victim’s house. The house was doing funerals, and the suona could be heard all over the street.

The wailing and bitter weeping spread from the courtyard wall, making people feel distressed.

As soon as Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling walked in, they saw an old man beating his chest and feet, crying and cursing, crying and complaining.

"Holy thief, I am a good boy. You can take it away if you say you take it away. My old man eats Zhai Nian Buddhism for the rest of his life. I don’t touch chickens, ducks, fish, and fish. I don’t even stick to the skin. When the road is in trouble, all beggars don’t help but donate money...Although it's just to accumulate small goodness, but I have never done anything against my conscience. I do this for my children and grandchildren to be safe, hoping that they will receive a trace of grace from God... Take the life of my child and have the patience, you even take me away, no matter whether it is the upper heaven or the lower Yin Cao, I have to ask you face to face, why, why!!" The old man continued to curse.

There is a **** who raises the head three feet, this sentence is not empty talk among the people of Xiancheng.

Those who curse God, once a **** is nearby, they will definitely be punished by heaven!

Sure enough, a thick cloud shrouded the yard where the funeral was held. To ordinary people, it was cloudy, but in the eyes of Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling, there was a **** on the cloud.

The **** didn't drop the sky thunder, and directly smashed the curse to death.

Instead, he changed his body and turned into a young monk on the street, concealing his brilliance, and pretending to be a monk passing by here to unravel the superfluousness, and a few words were mixed into this loss.

Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling saw all this in their eyes, and did not say anything, to take a look at how this **** handles this matter.

"Old man, you cursed like this, but it hurt Zude. The child has passed away. Anyway, let the child rest in peace and let him leave with dignity." The monk walked over and offered comfort.

"I have pinned my life's hopes on my child, and raised him carefully. I don’t hesitate to travel thousands of miles to find a mentor for him. I pay particular attention to his character, and practice is second. I can swear to God, I teach My child is simple and kind, and will not do anything that hurts the world and reason. People outside say that I and my child are inferior to the outside. I have done evil things secretly. It is impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if I die, I will I can’t let my child suffer such a grievance, I can confront God, and I can swear that if it is true outside, God can take my life now!” said the old man.

"The kind-hearted people will also suffer misfortune," the monk said.

"No, no, if it's birth, old age, sickness, death, and misfortunes, I won't have this complaint, but take a look at my child, how miserable and terrible the death was, just like being cursed by God. Our family pays attention to our ancestors. Virtue, there has never been a delinquent in several generations. A fairy has personally blessed our character. Children and grandchildren must not suffer such a curse!" The old man insisted.

This old man obviously also understands the laws of heaven.

Zhu Minglang looked up at the ancestral shrine of this family and found that there was a faint purple air above their ancestral shrine, which showed that the elderly did not lie, and that their family values ​​morality and often do good deeds.

This is considered to be a good family, and the young man who died seems to be on the road of good cultivation.

"Shanxiu?" Zhu Minglang suddenly fell into contemplation.

He can be regarded as half a good cultivator.

And this deceased child is a mortal cultivator, and his Taoism is very shallow.

"Wen Lingfei, among those who died, are there any other cultivators?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"You said that, it is true. I remember that there is a demigod who is good at cultivating, and he will soon be able to cultivate a righteous fruit." Wen Lingfei said.

Zhu Minglang took out the data book and read it twice.

It was found that among the victims of practitioners recorded in it, many of their life records were deeds worthy of praise.

Either slay the dragon, or manage the flood, or pray for the people...

That evil immortal is not just looking for a target to start!

Most of his targets are people who follow the path of good cultivation!

No wonder you will find yourself.

No wonder it will trigger the Sky Survey execution.

What is captured is the longevity of the cultivator!

Good cultivators are the most difficult to practice. God can give few things before they become gods. At most, they can protect their family members from the curse of sickness and disaster. It is only possible to protect them with a high probability, not absolute peace.

And the evil fairy...

People who specialize in cultivating cultivators will start!

For those who are good at cultivating, it’s too late to make up for more Yangshou, and as a result, they are plundered by such evil immortals.

No wonder God gave a death order to let himself execute him!

"Let's go, let's go back to Pingbo City. The Yamen should have recorded some deeds in their lives. If most of them are good deeds and virtuous people, it means that this evil fairy is not randomly choosing the target!" Zhu Minglang captured this important clue.

"Well, maybe we can arrest him before he commits another murder!" Wen Lingfei nodded.

The two left the family where the funeral was held.

It's just that the old man is still cursing, the more he curses, the louder he is!

"Old man, why don't you listen to UU Reading www.uukānshu.com? People have misfortunes and blessings, so let's mourn. Make the funeral well. Don't yell at it like this." The monk transformed by the gods was a little anxious. .

The old man just didn't listen, and repeatedly insulted God.

This **** probably hasn’t been in office for a long time. It feels like a new official’s first day in office. Someone pulled a white bar on a black background in front of the yamen. At the beginning, they were very good at persuading each other. Will use authority.

The monk obviously lost patience.

A mortal, even if he does some meritorious deeds, does not mean that he can curse like this in front of his own face.

He cursed God, and the neighbors watched. If in the future these people encounter something unpleasant, they will curse at God, and spurn at the god's idol, then talk about belief and power.

Seeing that the old man hadn't stopped, the monk cast a spell and then began to watch with cold eyes.

"No, the ancestral hall is on fire, the ancestral hall is on fire!"