Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, Liang Changshou suddenly closed his eyes. A black shadow enveloped him, instantly devouring his soul and disappearing.

Chu Jiaojiao immediately chased after him with a peach wood sword in hand.

After more than an hour, she came back with a cold face, "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't catch up."

The black shadow flew so fast that she almost broke her legs but still couldn't catch up.

Qingfeng shook his head. "You can't possibly find it. It's a curse that was cast long ago."

"Spell?" Chu Jiaojiao looked at him with some confusion.

Qingfeng nodded, "Yes, the Soul Offering Spell is to offer your soul as a sacrifice and make a wish to the evil spirit. Once the wish is fulfilled, the offering will be automatically taken away."

What Liang Changshou wanted most in his life was longevity, and living to this age was a wish come true.

To be more precise, this is a deal that even the laws of nature cannot stop.

Chu Jiaojiao sneered, "What kind of deal is this? How can you be so shameless to trade other people's things?"

Even if the Liang family has been wronged, they shouldn't take other people's lives.

Qingfeng didn't say anything, but glanced at Liang Changshou. His eyes were wide open at this moment, and he died with his eyes open.

He followed his gaze, walked to the wall, and knocked lightly on it. Sure enough, it was empty.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the bricks above disappeared, revealing a shrine inside.

There is a wooden sculpture inside, which is neither the Three Pure Ones nor the Buddha or Bodhisattva.

"Who is this?" Chu Jiaojiao asked curiously.

"Tianhao himself."

Chu Jiaojiao suddenly realized, "So this is what he looks like. He really isn't that good-looking. No wonder he gets so upset every time I call him ugly."

Hearing this, Qingfeng paused and turned to look at Chu Jiaojiao, "You said he is ugly?"

Chu Jiaojiao nodded her head vigorously. "He always looks for handsome guys to possess him. The less he has, the more he wants to get. So I asked him if he was ugly, and then he started beating me like crazy."

"It just so happens that I need someone to practice with. His clones are terrible. Fortunately, after being provoked, the bursts of energy are pretty good."

Qingfeng: "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at her with an indescribable look. What's wrong with her? She won't be happy unless her opponent becomes stronger.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Then when we have our final battle with Tianhao, you'd better not call him ugly."

He didn't want to have nothing to do and let Tianhao become powerful, otherwise they would be in trouble.

Chu Jiaojiao nodded repeatedly, "Master, don't worry. I'm not a fool. I know my limits."

She would only provoke him when she was sure that even if his power increased dramatically, he could not beat her. Otherwise, she would be courting death.

Qingfeng understood the truth, but he felt that he didn't really understand his little disciple that well.

At least he couldn't understand this kind of outrageous operation.

Shaking his head, he destroyed the statue.

I didn’t know what to say for a moment.

It was clearly Tianhao who harmed them, but they still wanted to worship him and even sacrifice their own souls.

Whenever faced with this situation, Qingfeng felt powerless.

Chu Jiaojiao saw that he was inexplicably emitting a depressed aura, so she patted his shoulder and said, "Master, it's okay. People like him just don't know who is good and who is bad. Just give them a few more beatings and they'll be fine."

"You going to clean up?"

Chu Jiaojiao blinked and looked at him with a strange expression, "Of course, we're waiting for Tianhao to clean up. What good can Tianhao do? Once they suffer, they'll naturally know he's not a good guy."

Qingfeng choked and said, "That's right."

Chu Jiaojiao said with her hands behind her back, "Sometimes people want to die, and we can't stop them. So let them go. Just don't cry afterwards. People always have to pay the price for their choices."

Qingfeng listened carefully, then slowly smiled and touched her head. "Not bad, you are more insightful than Master."

That is!

Chu Jiaojiao raised her chin proudly.

She's a dead person.

This is such a true point!

Qingfeng chuckled and searched the Liang family's house again, but found no suspicious clues.

But borrowing life also requires an intermediary, it is not something that can be done casually, and they found out that Liang Changshou had never left the village.

Therefore, most of the people whose life spans he borrowed were also villagers.

They were not in a hurry to leave because the person whose life was borrowed had to give them an explanation.

The next day, they came here again. When Sheng Jun was still thinking about how to find out about this matter, Chu Jiaojiao, holding some melon seeds, mixed into the crowd of aunties at the village entrance.

After just a few words, she became one of them. They all looked at her as if she were one of their own.

Chu Jiaojiao said while cracking some melon seeds, "Auntie, you look very blessed, and your child is also very promising. You will enjoy a happy life in the future."

The old lady was so happy to hear this that she couldn't close her mouth. "That's right, no one in the village has a better life than me."

The others on the side curled their lips when they heard this, "That's because Lao Li and Lao Wang's family are no longer around. Otherwise, it wouldn't be your turn."

"Speaking of this, I think it's because the feng shui of that piece of land is bad. Old Man Liang and his family are so unlucky."

"It's unlucky, but he's still alive. Old man Liang is over 90 years old, and his son is already 70."

"Don't tell me, I heard my grandfather say that Old Man Liang was very unlucky when he was young. He thought he would not live long, but he lived to be over ninety, while my grandfather died in his early fifties."

The other aunts were also talking at the same time.

Chu Jiaojiao pricked up her ears and listened carefully. Whenever the topic stopped, she would bring it up again and let them continue talking.

She even went to the store next door to buy a few pounds of melon seeds, peanuts and oranges.

They sat here kowtowing for the whole morning until it was time to go home and cook, then they dispersed.

Chu Jiaojiao also found Qingfeng and the others, with a serious expression.

"Master, I'm afraid everyone in this village has had their birthdays taken away by them. The worst-hit families are those close to the Liang family. Two families have already lost their entire population."

Hearing this, Qingfeng's face suddenly darkened.

It happened that at this time Liang Changshou's son came out in mourning clothes to buy a coffin. Soon, the news of Liang Changshou's death spread.

Liang Changshou was old, and when he died, no one suspected anything and people came out to help enthusiastically.

When we were chatting just now, the aunties said that the Liang family is a good family. Whenever something happened in their family in the past, the Liang family would come to help and give them red envelopes. They were very generous.

Oh, right, red envelope!

Chu Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes and glanced at Liang Changshou's son. He also had a red envelope in his hand and was about to hand it to the village coffin maker, but Chu Jiaojiao suddenly walked forward and snatched the red envelope away.

"I make better coffins, so give me the money."