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The old tutor's words were full of remorse, but there was no need for them. Anyone who was bullied to such an extent would surely rebel. As for the blood curse, there was no way to see it in the first place. There was no basis for it. To a normal person, it was nothing more than a tool to vent their emotions, let alone feel guilty about it.

The old man thought that his blood curse had been fulfilled, so he blamed himself for overdoing it. When he saw that there was only this child left in Li Datong's house, he decided to adopt him. For one thing, he had been married for four or five years and had no children of his own, so the chances of having children in the future would probably be even less. And for another, he would take this child as a foster child for Li Da Na's sake, so that he could make up for his mistakes.

When the lordmaster found the strong in a small country, he was already gravely ill, and would soon die. Thus, the old gramps carried the small country powerhouse to the place where the blood curse was placed. At this time, the "Four Paths of the Old" had already been passed on, and the idol of the Earthen Lord had long been thrown away. He recounted the matter of the previous blood curse, saying that now that the villains had been punished, they did not want to harm the innocent anymore and wanted to forcefully take in this small country as their son. He implored the gods to promise not to take his life.

He hadn't thought that Wang Tianma would find out about all this. He'd threatened the old tutor to tell the truth and let everyone know that Li Datou had been killed by the old tutor. In the end, it was the old man who paid to keep his mouth sealed.

After that, the old man began to look everywhere for medical treatment for the small countries. He didn't expect that the small countries' experts would actually escape calamity. Their bodies gradually improved, but their appearances got uglier and uglier until they finally grew to their current state. Eight years later, the old man's wish had finally been fulfilled. Old Man Laizi had returned what he owed to him, and this family had only now lived a decent life.

The old man's story ended here, but I fell into a state of confusion. Logically speaking, a person's fate had been decided from the moment he was born. Although the old tutor had cast a blood curse, how could he change his fate? Was this a coincidence, or was there an unknown, even more powerful force to change a person's fate? If the old man's blood curse was truly fulfilled, then a small country would definitely die an irresistible death. However, when the old man paid his second respects to the Earthen Lord, how could he change his life a second time? How could a person's life be changed again and again? This was completely impossible.

On the contrary, if the old man's blood curse hadn't been fulfilled, then how would Li Dajia's family being slaughtered one by one be explained? If it was a coincidence, then it probably wouldn't be convincing. What's more, Li Guoqiang, who was also the eldest, had nothing to do with the old man. It was too much of a coincidence that trouble would follow whenever he tried to harm the old man's family, or in other words the old lady's life.

I have always believed that all coincidences are not mere accidents, but that we do not see the underlying cause and effect. That's why I don't believe in coincidences. At the same time, I don't believe in changing my life, because changing one's life is actually changing one's' number '. Let us recall the whole incident. Li Da Na was not friendly with others, he acted unjustly, he planted the evil factor, the old man had nowhere to go, the blood curse changed his fate, and so Li Da Na ended up suffering the consequences of his own actions. However, the boss, who was still alive today, actually didn't believe in fate. Ignoring the kindness of having been raised for more than ten years, he wholeheartedly wanted to test his life and secretly harm the family of the old tutor. The whole thing was hiding a "number" that no one else could accept, as the old lady had said — "the number of things in the world accounts for seven parts of reason, three parts of reason." To put it bluntly, it was all fated. As for the question of numbers, the scope is too wide to be clear for a while, and I don't think I can explain it. This was because you could classify "change" as "number" as well, that is, a change that was destined to occur at this point. If you were to be so entangled with it, you would discover that the word "number" was too ridiculous and impossible to describe.

So I'm not going to count. I'm talking about a key thing in the incident — the blood curse. As long as one knew the function and mechanism of the blood curse, one would know if it could change its fate. The blood curse was actually a type of curse. However, the one who cast the curse had paid the price of something more bloody, such as the old man's three fingers. Was the blood curse really that powerful? Why did it seem that some spells could be fulfilled while others could not? I have tried to simulate this mechanism from a scientific point of view, right or wrong and put it aside, as if it were a piece of cake.

Many of us now swear curses and sometimes put our lives on the line, but few of us have ever heard of people dying of them. Perhaps people would think that it was just a matter of the spirit and lack of spirit, but gods naturally did not exist. Then, who would decide whether or not the spirit and lack of spirit would be decided by? Personally, I think it was the person who cast the spell. And what is the power that propels the movement of the spell? It is what we call spiritual power. If a person's spiritual force is very strong when they cast a spell, then the spiritual force may exist in some form alone, electromagnetic waves of course, but not limited to electromagnetic waves. It can be considered a 'field' in physics. It has a specific recognition function (which is related to the spellcaster's mind) and can be attached to certain people. Once a strength value broke through a threshold, it would have an effect on the Cursemancer, prompting the person to see, hear, or feel something until the person died. This would support the view that the blood curse could not be changed. It was merely a means to cause death. Just as a man is destined to live to the age of seventy, but he wants to die, or hang himself, or lie down on the rails, this is called death, because he deviates from the number, but in order to maintain this number, there is the concept of longevity, which indirectly suggests that ghosts are another form of human existence.

So the conclusion is that the blood curse can't change fate, it's just a temporary deviation from that number, and it will end up going to that number. Therefore, the old lady's words about the number of lives and numbers were not directed at the lives and numbers of Lee Daena's family members, but the fact that they had to go through a violent death.

The above is a scientific hypothesis, but there are flaws, such as Lee's death glare, which can be explained as having shown him something terrible, but the size of the stomach cannot be explained. Maybe the metaphysical stuff can't be completely simulated with science!

"Father, what about me? Why are you saying 'Ol' Three 'after you finished saying' Big Bro ', why don't you have me?! " The old man came back to his senses at this moment and hurriedly asked.

"Because you're not the old man's biological son either!" I whispered.

Everyone present, with the exception of extraordinary cold, immediately cast their gaze at me. They all had puzzled expressions. But the old man wasn't the same. He didn't expect me to know even that, and the others were surprised to find out why the old man wasn't his own son.

"He's right!" The old man coughed, "I picked you up from the bottom of the pot in the cafeteria. Your biological parents probably didn't have the ability to support you and wanted to throw you away. However, they were afraid of being frozen so they placed you at the bottom of the wok. That way, it would be easy for others to find you. "

I thought it was a good thing the people I found were more careful. If it had been a Madahar, I would have cremated him.

"When I picked you up, you were suffering from dysentery, so every day I had to use a flatcar to push you dozens of miles away to see a doctor. I had to push you for two whole years before I was able to pick you up!" The old man's words almost made me cry. Not only him, but my heart is also sour. This old man is not simple at all. At that time, everyone was so poor that they couldn't even eat. Perhaps it was because the death of Li Dana's family made him feel sinful, so he revered any life, or perhaps he wanted to make up for the debt he owed by saving others.

The old man stood up and glared at his wife and the people behind her. He said fiercely, "Dad, don't be afraid. The sky has collapsed and I'm here to take revenge. I've made enough money." At this moment, Leng Wuzui stood up as well and stood beside Old Devil. "Second Brother, there's me!"

The old man cried. I knew he was crying from happiness. The old fool was also here to pick him up, but in the end, he and Leng Wuzui stood together as a rope. This was his long-cherished wish. Although he wished for the three of them to stand here, his eldest brother had already completely injured him and couldn't possibly return. Even so, the honored tutor should be satisfied.

I looked at my eldest son's wife and the rest of them. They all had gloomy expressions and lowered their heads without saying a word. I guess they were all thinking about why they came to cause trouble.

At this time, his eldest daughter-in-law finally spoke up, "So he did so many things behind my back, I had no idea. "Sigh, retribution, what else can I say?" Then she turned and beckoned the men away.

Wait!" I said, because I suddenly thought of something. This feeling came to me when the Director came back and told me that he did not know what the cause and effect of the previous generation were. It was because he knew. The reason why he said he didn't know was because he also had a role in that matter, and was also the villain. So, it wasn't that he didn't know, it was that he didn't dare to say. So I said, "When it happened, Big Bro was only five years old, so what could a five year old know. Right now, he is just playing with someone else, so he definitely won't know the cause and effect of this place. Furthermore, he had never mentioned it since he was young, nor did he do anything about it. This meant that he did not know about this matter at all. But he didn't show it until this year, when the old lady died, which meant that someone had told him about it. However, only two people knew of this. One was the old tutor, and the other was Wang Tianma. The lordmaster definitely wouldn't say it, so there was only one possibility, and that was that Wang Tian Ma had said it. "So the family was having a good time, why did he cause such a ruckus like this? Why did he find something to tell Big Bro and have Big Bro do such heinous things? This led to a series of troubles, including your daughter …

I hadn't even finished speaking when my eldest son's wife suddenly waved her hand and fiercely bellowed, "Go find Wang Tianma!"

After they left, only the four of us remained. I said, "The heavens have truly called upon him. Wang Tianma is a miser and has done so many evil deeds. This time, it should be enough for him to drink a pot of wine!"

This matter can be put to rest for the time being. As for how our eldest son's wife will beat up Wang Tianma and whether Wang Tianma will be able to escape this calamity, that is already not our concern. So I looked into the kitchen, and I asked Leng Wujie, "How did you say you hit me so quickly? What did you discover?"