Chapter 396: My Daughter Was Killed by My Son-in-Law

“Impossible.” Qiu Chengtong frowned. How could it be that his son had brought disaster upon himself?

Qiu Mao’s heart skipped a beat and he glared at her: “Where are you from, girl? Why are you talking nonsense here?”

Ling Chu’s face turned cold.

“Mr. Qiu, your forehead is black, which means you are in big trouble. If you sincerely repent now and ask for forgiveness from the resentful spirit, you may still have a chance of survival.

Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary!”

The neighbors looked at each other. Could it be that the strange black smoke just now was actually a resentful spirit?

Seeing Qiu Mao being pointed at by the neighbors, a woman came out of the crowd, “Girl, my son-in-law is kind and filial. How could he have provoked a resentful spirit? Did you make a mistake? "

Ling Chu looked at the woman from top to bottom.

Why did she feel that the woman's face was somewhat similar to that of the resentful spirit just now?

After thinking for a while, he raised his hand to calculate.

After putting his hand down, he looked at the woman with pity, "You said your son-in-law is kind and filial? Then do you know that he killed your daughter?"

"Impossible. My son-in-law is very good to my daughter." Luo's mother widened her eyes and blurted out.

Others also said, "Miss, were you fortune-telling just now? Your fortune-telling is not accurate. Everyone knows that Qiu Mao and his wife Luo Erniang have the best relationship. They have never quarreled in the years since they got married. How could he kill her? "

Everyone nodded. The woman was right. Qiu Mao really loved his wife, but unfortunately his wife was in poor health and died a few years after marriage.

When she died, Qiu Mao was heartbroken. If he hadn't been thinking about his parents at home, he would have almost accompanied her to the underworld.

"That's right. Even if Sister Luo didn't get pregnant after five years of marriage, Brother Qiu didn't have any dissatisfaction with her. How can you, a girl, just wrongly accuse a good person?"

Ling Chu didn't say anything. She looked at the girl in red in front of her as if she was looking at a dead person.

Qiu Mao felt uneasy when she saw her staring at the girl.

"Where did you come from? Do you think that if you say a few words, others will believe you? You, a girl, don't know any rules at all. You actually came to my workshop to curse. We don't welcome you here. Go away."

Ning Chuyi glanced around with cold eyes, raised his foot and walked towards Ling Chu, "Since others are determined to seek their own death, why waste your energy. "

Ling Chu smiled and put away the bodhi whip. "Your Excellency is right. Other people's lives and deaths have nothing to do with me. If I have that time, I might as well take a rest. "

The imperial guards knew Ling Chu's ability, and they were also angry when they saw her being scolded.

They didn't plan to continue renting this wax shop.

Seeing Ling Chu turn around and leave, Luo's mother suddenly felt a little regretful.

She remembered that a few days ago, she always dreamed of her dead daughter crying to her, saying that she died so tragically.

Could it be that her daughter's death was really related to her son-in-law?

Luo's mother wanted to hold the girl and ask her carefully, but she hesitated when she thought of everyone's rude words to her just now.

Ling Chu noticed that Luo's mother was hesitant to speak, but she didn't plan to say anything more.

That Qiu Mao was too good at disguising, and it was difficult to make Luo's mother believe that he killed her daughter.

She was not in good health and had not been able to rest well these days. She really didn't have the energy to convince a stranger to believe her.

Anyway, even if Qiu Mao didn't die today, he wouldn't live for a few days.

Whether she exposed him or not, he would die.

Ling Chu turned around and left, but after a few steps, a scream suddenly came from behind, "Ah... the fire broke out. "

Ling Chu paused.

It was not that she was soft-hearted and wanted to meddle in other people's business.

It was that the black smoke came out again, and the houses around the wax shop were on fire.

They were trapped in the middle and couldn't get out.

This time the fire burned more fiercely than before.

The air was filled with a strong and unpleasant smell of wax oil, and thick smoke was rolling around.

There were flames everywhere, and everyone was sweating.

But the black smoke was too weird and made people feel cold.

Qiu Chengtong and his son looked at the burning house, and they were heartbroken.

There were finished candles in the house, and those were all silver.

As the smoke rolled, the father and son soon stopped caring about the pain.

The pungent smell and smoke choked everyone to tears. , breathing difficulties.

Some people wanted to run.

But they were surrounded by black smoke, and they couldn't find a way out like a ghost wall!

Ling Chu sighed, took out the talisman paper and made a gesture, and quickly forced the surrounding black smoke back.

Some people found that the black smoke didn't dare to approach them, and rushed over in ecstasy.

Ling Chu found it, but she ignored it.

They were now standing in the yard of the wax shop. The houses around were on fire, but there was only one house in the middle that was not on fire.

The strange thing was that the houses on both sides were burning, but the house in the middle seemed to be separated by a transparent barrier.

Ling Chu frowned, and felt that something was wrong in the house.

"Mr. Qiu, what's in that house?"

The people present also found that the house in the middle was not on fire, and were curiously looking at it.

Qiu Chengtong's face turned pale, "There is nothing special in that house, only a pair of big lucky candles made for Qingfeng Temple. "

As soon as Qiu Chengtong finished speaking, a soul suddenly rose from the room and floated into the air.

When the crowd saw the face of the soul, they gasped.

Mother Luo cried out, "Er Niang..."

The soul was her dead daughter, Luo Er Niang.

Luo Er Niang had obviously lost her mind after death. She ignored Mother Luo's cry and rushed towards them ferociously.

"Bitch, you all deserve to die. All of you die. "

Seeing such a terrifying ghost, many people fled in fear.

But they were surrounded by black smoke and had nowhere to escape.

Ning Chuyi and a group of imperial guards drew their swords and prepared to take action.

But in fact, they had no confidence.

Ling Chu naturally knew that ordinary swords could not hurt the resentful spirit, so he quickly summoned the shovel and asked it to attack.

Then he handed the Bodhi whip to Ning Chuyi, took out a stack of talisman paper and handed it to Wei Feng, indicating that he should distribute it to the imperial guards.

As for the others, she could not care so much.

She did not bring the jade when she left the capital, so she had to save some energy for the system.

Seeing the resentful spirit rushing over, Ling Chu retracted the shovel and rang the magic bell.

He threw out a talisman paper quickly, "Tian Peng Tian Peng, Nine Yuan evil boy. Wu Ding Du Si, Gao Diao Bei Gong. Qi Zheng Ba Ling, Tai Shang Hao Xiong. Long-headed giant beast, holding the emperor bell. Su Xiao San Chen, Yan Jia Kui Long, Wei Jian Shen Wang, cut off the evil and wipe out the trace. Get up!"

The resentful soul was repelled for a moment, and soon rushed over again with black mist.

There was no way to retreat, Ling Chu could only throw out the talisman paper again, "Purple air rides the sky, Danxia rushes. Devouring demons and ghosts, lying down and drinking the wind. Gray tongue and green teeth, four-eyed old man. Tian Ding Li Shi, Wei Nan Yu Xiong, Tian Zuo Ji Li, Wei Bei Xian Feng. Three hundred thousand soldiers, guarding my nine layers, warding off corpses for thousands of miles, leaving is ominous. Hurry up and obey the order!"

Unable to escape, the people behind could only watch Ling Chu fight with the ghost in fear.

At this time, no one thought she was a charlatan anymore, but instead wished she was a god in the sky, so that she could quickly destroy the ghost.

No one knew how the resentful spirit died, and the resentment in its body was so strong that Ling Chu did not have an easy time beating it, and soon beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ning Chuyi felt distressed and helpless, so he just swung the Bodhi whip in his hand and whipped the ghost fiercely. (End of this chapter)