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Then the second child fell down~~~!

The third one~~~!

The fourth one~~~!

. . . .

Until all the children fell down.

"Is this the curse of divine punishment?" Zhang Lai suddenly felt unwell at this moment and said in a cold sweat.

"That's right, this is the curse from heaven!" Zhang's friend agreed.

"What's wrong? Tell me~~!" Zhang Lai became excited, full of anger, and spoke in a stern voice.

"How to break it? How... to break it? Let me think about it!" Zhang's friend didn't know any way to break it. He had only seen the casting process in the book. He thought for a moment and said, "Since it is a method set by the Ye family, it must be broken by the Ye family! As for what method it is, just wait patiently!"

Is this answer given by Zhang's friend really a delaying tactic?

"Wait patiently? What does that mean? Say it~~~!" Zhang Lai became more and more impatient because his discomfort was getting worse and worse.

Zhang's friend looked at the angry faces of the Zhang family members around him, broke out in a cold sweat, and calculated with his fingers: "Emmmm, if we calculate it this way, in more than 20 years, three generations of the Ye family will come to this village, and there will be a young man with green liquid who can break the curse!"

The Zhang family members were skeptical, but seeing that their friend Zhang had a shifty look in his eyes, they could not let him go easily.

"Someone, open his mouth! Pour the blood of this 'beast' into his mouth." Zhang Lai pointed at the green liquid oozing from the corners of Ye Fengsheng's dry mouth and ordered the clansmen to pour it into Zhang's friend.

Ah~~~~!

How could a cultivator not know that this green substance was either a top-grade panacea or a low-grade deadly poison?

I just felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, and my whole body was numb and I had no feeling. My eyes were wide open, my lips were tightly closed, and I was breathing loudly through my nose.

"How could I let you go so easily! Cough!" Zhang Lai frowned and coughed in pain.

The cough that came with this picture is not a symptom of old age, but a problem that has existed since then.

Zhang's friend pressed the soil on the ground with his hands, leaving a few words, which then dried up and showed signs of life, but very faintly.

"Fuxi tree, Miye tribe, led into the village, performed five sacrifices, detoxification spell!" Zhang Lai read these words, but did not understand their meaning at this time.

My friend named Zhang is really strong enough to finish writing so many words.

No one in the Zhang family understood the meaning of this word until the arrival of Blind Chen from the Western School a few years ago.

From then on, when the Zhang family members were overwhelmed by negative energy, the children would foam at the mouth and faint, and the adults would have stiff limbs like zombies.

Zhang's friend was also kept in the back room of the ancestral hall, and Ye Fengsheng's body was also kept there. The matter was investigated by the authorities at the time, but there was too little information about Zhang's friend, so they had to settle it like this. Ye Fengsheng's matter was also left unresolved.

Let’s change the subject and return to the present.

Several people listened with fascination, and only then did they understand the big mistake the Ye family had made in this village.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was impatient, stood up for the Zhang family and said, "You Ye family members are really unethical! You can do such a heartless thing."

"Talk less!" Ye Lei glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu and motioned him to look at the tailor Sixth Grandpa.

After all, when it comes to ascending against the law, the tailor Sixth Grandpa also made mistakes.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was not very smart, finally reacted and quickly shut up.

"In other words, everything that happened before was done by you according to the instructions?" The tailor Sixth Grandpa couldn't believe it. How could the Zhang family members who didn't understand Taoism do this so perfectly.

Did they come up with the methods of sacrifice and burial at midnight? Obviously not!

"Not really. Because of this curse and strange disease, it is very difficult for members of the Zhang family to get married when they reach marriageable age. As a result, the number of descendants of the Zhang family is getting smaller and smaller. As you can see, there are only a dozen children. We had given up at first, suffering from the strange disease and being exhausted physically and mentally. In this way, the Zhang family line was cut off. Until three years ago, a Taoist who called himself 'Blind Chen' gave us a way to crack the problem. He explained the name of Zhang's friend very thoroughly, and you did show up. But we didn't understand what he meant by the Wen family, and when we asked him again, he kept silent." Zhang Lai, who was only in his sixties but looked very old, came to talk.

"Since it is the mistake made by our Ye family, let us, the Ye family, solve it!" Ye Lei felt that this was his responsibility. He looked at his father and Sixth Grandpa, the tailor, with a firm look.

"No, there are also Zhang family members! Cough cough!" Zhang Lai's eyes were cloudy and he said weakly.

"Zhang family?" Ye Lei didn't understand what he meant and asked back.

"Well, the method of burial tomb and ascension was presided over by the Ye family and assisted by the Zhang family. How can the Zhang family be free of responsibility! Ahem!" Zhang said this with some resentment in his heart.

"Then apart from our Ye family...then there is only..." Ye Lei stared at Zhang Xiaoyu and said.

"Why are you looking at me? It's not me..." Zhang Xiaoyu was frightened by Ye Lei's stare and said nervously.

The sound of the wheelchair wheels rolling over the gravel road is particularly unusual~~~!

Chuckle~~~!

On the wheelchair, there was a very thin and skinny man, barely breathing his last!

"Uh~~! So disgusting!" Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but blurt out.

No wonder she said such inappropriate words! Her dry, red skin made her hair look particularly thick and long, and she exuded a foul odor that could not be covered up even with perfume applied to her body.

Just as a few people were looking at the withered man, Zhang Lai said: "He...he is the good friend named Zhang!".

"What? He's still alive today!" Grandpa Six, the tailor, couldn't believe it. He realized how much care the Zhang family had given him to keep him alive.

The Zhang family has really suffered a lot, as they can still have such an attitude towards their "enemies".

"Stand up!" Zhang Lai pointed at Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the others, thinking that he was pointing at the wrong person, and pointed at himself and said, "Me?"

"That's right, it's you! Cough cough!" Zhang Lai coughed weakly.

Zhang Xiaoyu dared not move forward. The friend named Zhang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was right in front of her. If she moved forward, she would bump into him. Zhang Xiaoyu refused to move forward.

"You don't even dare to get close to people from your Zhang family. You can imagine how inhumane you Zhang family members are!" Zhang Lai said disdainfully.

When Zhang Xiaoyu heard that the friend named Zhang was from his own Zhang family, his heart trembled!

"Are you from the Zhang family? A Taoist practitioner in the Zhang family?" Zhang Xiaoyu still wanted to confirm it. After all, there was no such person in his impression.

The friend named Zhang, who was originally weak and lifeless, suddenly opened his eyes wide, almost popping out, and grabbed Zhang Xiaoyu's hands.

The speed was so fast that it shocked everyone.

The same feeling surged into Zhang Xiaoyu's heart, making him feel nauseous and uncomfortable.

“No, no~~~!” Zhang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and shook her head hard, trying to break free.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

All ten finger prints were left on Zhang Xiaoyu's forearm. The excruciating pain made Zhang Xiaoyu cry for help constantly~~~!

"Save me, Ye Lei!"