Chapter Ninety-Seven: Reason

Seeing Cuiru's face, Wang Xiaoluo knew in his heart what Cuiru was thinking.

"Cuiru, don't you believe us? Although I don't know what's going on in your village, I see that there seem to be a small number of people in every family in your village, and I don't know if those people are dead or whatever, do you really think that you two can live in such a fearful way all the time? ”

"If you don't tell me, maybe you will die in the future, tell us, in fact, there is still a little more hope, not to mention that I have already told you before, when we came in, the formation was arranged, and no matter who we were, they would never know that we entered your house. Even if you tell us, no one will know that you said it! ”

"What's more, if we are lucky enough to win, your village will be able to return to normal."

Cui Ru wanted to speak and stopped, but still did not speak.

At this time, a child's voice suddenly came: "Mother, tell them, what can we do even if we don't talk about it?" My father has been taken away by them, and if my mother is also arrested one day, then Cuo'er won't be able to live, right? ”

Cuiru stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and cried bitterly.

After crying for a long time, Cui Rucai cleaned herself up, and said embarrassedly with a red nose: "Let the fairy see and laugh!" ”

Cui Ru beckoned Wang Xiaoluo and the two to sit down, while she held the child who looked only five or six years old, but was actually eight years old, and sat on a small low stool not far away.

"Immortal Chief, in fact, our village was normal three years ago, it was three years ago. When the chief's son brought back the man, the whole village was enveloped in darkness as if it had fallen into a curse. ”

Cui Ru's expression fell into pain: "The village chief is a very good person, and if there is anything in the village on weekdays, the village chief comes forward to help." The village chief's son is also an honest and honest person, that time the village chief organized the village people to go up the mountain to hunt, everyone came back, only the village chief's son has not returned, everyone was about to look for it, but found that the village chief's son carried back a person. The man was dressed in black. There was blood all over his body, and everyone felt that the person didn't look like a good person. ”

The chief's son, however, thought that the man had been wounded, and if he wasn't a good man, it would be a big deal to wait until he woke up. Let him go. ”

Cui Ru suddenly choked up: "But who would have thought." The village chief's son died that night. When he died, he was like skin and bones, as if he had been hungry for years, and the man in black was nowhere to be found. Everyone thought it should be the man in black. After all, how could such a strong person suddenly become like that? And that night, in order to take care of the man in black, the village chief's son was in the same room as the man. ”

Wang Xiaoluo and Lin Rong looked at each other, if it was really the man in black, and a strong young man suddenly became like that, it means that all the qi and blood of the whole person have been sucked away by the other party, but cultivators have always paid attention to karma, and monks are not allowed to attack ordinary people, so it seems that the other party is very likely to be an evil cultivator, only in this way, it is possible that person is not afraid of this kind of cause and effect.

There are a lot of causes and effects in evil cultivators, and they have no scruples when cultivating. So they break through very quickly, but this is also temporary, even if they become Mahayana monks, it is very difficult to ascend, and it is impossible for people who want to pass through the level of the Heavenly Dao and are covered with cause and effect.

Of course, this does not mean that all evil practices are bad.

In this way, the evil cultivator should still be in the village, otherwise the village would not have become what it is now.

Sure enough, Cuiru continued: "The village chief lost his son in old age, and the whole person quickly lost weight, everyone thought that the matter was over, and the other party didn't remember the grace of saving his life, so he killed the son of the village chief and left. Who would have thought that the man was actually hiding in the cemetery outside the village. The people in the village were grateful for the son of the village chief, so they went to pay tribute to him, and actually saw each other, the man only had time to call for help, and a few people who were doing farm work outside heard it, and immediately went back to the village to ask for help. ”

Wang Xiaoluo also thought about it in his heart, at that time, the mortal actually had time to call for help, which meant that the evil cultivator was seriously injured.

Cuiru's expression was very bitter, she glanced at Wang Xiaoluo, and suddenly knelt down with her son in her arms: "Please also ask the immortal chief to save us!" ”

Wang Xiaoluo hurriedly helped the woman up, and the woman continued: "The village chief took people out of the village that day, and when he came back, he brought a few immortal chiefs, but those immortal chiefs went but did not return, but the village chief's family all died that night!" ”

"Woo, the village chief is such a good person, but he actually died like that, since then, everyone seems to be dead, and they don't dare to go to the fairy chief again. And that man also took over the village chief's house, and did not know what to do there, and every time the sun went down, the village would become dark. There used to be a person who walked around and died, and since then, no one dares to go outside after the sun goes down, but even so, even if they stay at home, some people die inexplicably. ”

Cui Ru held the child and cried quietly, the child's thin hands gently caressing his mother's cheek.

Wang Xiaoluo looked at it, and his heart was also heavy.

What is Xiuzhen for?

Some people say it's for longevity, some say it's for not being bullied, some say it's for power, some say it's for wealth......

Wang Xiaoluo feels that cultivating truth is not only for longevity, nor just for not being bullied, when you have the ability, you can do something within your power for the common people, and act chivalrous and righteous, the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility!

She glanced at Lin Rong, and saw that Lin Rong's face was also full of anger, and she was a little happy in her heart, the friend she admitted was not the kind of cold-blooded person.

"Cuiru, don't worry, since we know about this matter, we will definitely help you, and this village will eventually return to its original state. And don't worry, my side will contact the Mocheng side, even if the two of us are not each other's opponents, the Mocheng side will send someone to come. Wang Xiaoluo said with a smile, which can be regarded as comforting Cuiru, so that Cuiru does not have to worry so much.

In fact, Wang Xiaoluo is not worried at all that he is not the opponent of the other party. Meng Meng Da can say that there are many masters behind them, once she and Lin Rong are not each other's opponents, then those people will definitely make a move. What's more, she and Lin Rong are both Jindan monks, but they are not so easy to deal with. The people who could be invited by the village chief before should be those who temporarily lived in the village, and those who couldn't enter Mocheng could only stay in the village, so they could only say that the strength of those monks should be just average. (To be continued.) )