Chapter 1054 Curse God

"The symptoms of poisoning and the symptoms of aging are still very obvious. Please tell the chief officer to distinguish between the two. What we are looking for is someone who died of rapid aging." Zhu Minglang said to the chief officer.

"Okay, it's not difficult." The chief officer didn't find it complicated, and readily agreed.

"Then let's go to other cities to have a look, and then come back and discuss with the others." Zhu Minglang said.

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After leaving Pingbo City, Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling went to Yuexia City in 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, they found the victim's house, where a funeral was in progress, and the suona could be heard all over the street.

The wailing and crying came from the courtyard wall, which made people feel anxious.

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

"God thief, I'm a good child, you can take it away if you say so. My old man eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha all his life. He doesn't touch the skin of chicken, duck, fish and meat. When he is in trouble, he always gives alms to beggars... Although it's just a small act of kindness, But I have never done anything against my conscience. What I do is for the safety of future generations, and I hope that they can get a little bit of God's favor... You are good, you are good, you can't see my painstaking efforts, You also took away my child’s life, if you are capable, you take me away too, regardless of whether you are going to heaven or going to hell, I will ask you in person, why, why!!!!” The old man’s scolding did not stop Pass.

There are gods up three feet above the head, this sentence is not empty talk among the people of Xiancheng.

Those who curse God, once there are gods nearby, will be punished by heaven!

Sure enough, a thick cloud shrouded the sky over the courtyard where the funeral was held. To ordinary people, it looked like a cloudy sky, but to Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling, there was a god on the cloud.

The god did not send down the thunder, but directly killed the curser.

Instead, he transformed himself into a young monk on the street, hid his divine splendor, and pretended to be a monk passing by here to unravel the salvation, and mixed in a few words into the loss.

Zhu Minglang and Concubine Wen Ling saw all this and did not make a sound, looking at each other to see how the god dealt with this matter.

"Old man, you are insulting the ancestors by cursing like this. The child has already passed away. Let the child rest in peace and let him leave in a dignified way." The monk walked over,

Words of comfort.

"I put all my life's hopes on my child, raised him carefully, and traveled thousands of miles to find a good teacher for him. I especially pay attention to his moral character, but practice is second. I can swear to God, I teach My child is simple and kind-hearted, and I will not do anything harmful to the world. People outside say that my child and I are not as good as the outside, and that we have done evil things behind our backs. It is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible, even if I die. I can’t let my child suffer such injustice, I can confront God, and I can swear that if the rumors are true, God can take my life right now!!” said the old man.

"Those with kind hearts will also encounter unforeseen disasters," the monk said.

"No, no, no, if it's birth, old age, sickness, death, or sudden disasters, I won't have such complaints, but look at my child, how miserable and hideous his death is, as if he was cursed by God. Our family values ​​our ancestors. Virtue, there has never been a person with bad deeds in several generations, and some immortals have personally blessed our character, and our descendants 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 family's ancestral hall, and found that there was a faint purple air floating above their ancestral hall, which showed that the old man was not lying. The family valued morality and often did good deeds.

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

"Good cultivation??" Zhu Minglang suddenly fell into deep thought.

I can be regarded as half a good person.

And this dead child was regarded as a good practitioner in the mortal world, and his Taoism was very shallow.

"Concubine Wen Ling, among those who died, are there any other good practitioners?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"If you put it that way, it really does exist. I remember that there is a demigod who is good at cultivating, and he is about to achieve the true fruit of cultivation." Concubine Wen Ling said.

Zhu Minglang took out the information book and looked through it again.

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

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

That Evil Immortal didn't just look for targets to attack!

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

No wonder he found himself.

It's no wonder that the execution of the sky survey will be triggered.

What is taken away is the Yangshou of those who are good at cultivating! !

Those who are good at cultivating practice are the most difficult. Before they become gods, there are not many things that God can bestow on them. At most, they can protect their family members from being safe and free from illnesses and disasters.

And the evil fairy...

Specially pick people who are good at cultivation to start!

People who are good at cultivating, it is too late for God to make up some more life, and they are robbed of life by this evil fairy.

No wonder God ordered him to execute him!

"Come on, let's go back to Pingbo City to have a look. The yamen should have recorded some of their life stories. If most of them are those who have done good deeds and accumulated virtue, it shows that this evil fairy did not choose his targets randomly!" Zhu Minglang caught this important clue.

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

The two left the family that held the funeral.

It's just that the old man was still cursing, and the more he cursed, the louder he was!

"Old man, why don't you listen to the persuasion, people have misfortunes and blessings, let's mourn, and handle the funeral properly, don't yell like this." The monk who was transformed into a god was a little anxious.

The old man just refused to listen and insulted God again and again.

This god probably just took office not long ago. It feels like a new official took office on the first day, someone drew a black background and white horizontal stripes in front of the yamen. At first, he tried to persuade him, but if he couldn't persuade him to leave, it was inevitable. will use power.

The monk had obviously lost his patience.

Even if a mortal has done some meritorious deeds, it 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 some unsatisfactory things, they all point to God and curse, and spit at the statue of the god, so what is the faith and the power of the gods?

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

"It's not good, the ancestral hall is on fire, the ancestral hall is on fire!"