The monk from out of town is desperate for his life.

When the people around him heard this, they realized that Zhong Sheng wanted to seek justice for the family who was burned to death

But the word justice is said lightly, and the price is too high.

Opposite is a jitong, the leader of the place who can communicate with ghosts and gods.

This family is quite stubborn. All the neighbors have moved away, except his family.

As a result, the man in the family started a fire in the middle of the night and the whole family was burned to ashes.

The government came to investigate the case, but could not find any flaws, so they had no choice but to close the case hastily.

Everyone knows that the murderer is a charlatan, but no evidence can be found.

Ji Tong smiled, "Monk, what's the relationship between your family?"

The idle people on the side were watching the excitement, and someone recognized Zhong Sheng.

"I remember, yesterday this family gave him some food."

It turns out that this is how the monk repays his kindness, and he is able to stand out.

Ji Tong's sleeves moved and two gold ingots were thrown to the ground.

"Monk, this gold can buy a house full of pancakes. Just take it and leave. Don't mind your own business."

Ji Tong was born with spiritual bones and could foresee dangers. He discovered from just now that the monk in front of him was not easy to mess with.

Therefore, he changed from his usual arrogance and only wanted to persuade Zhong Sheng to leave.

Zhong Sheng picked up the gold ingot, squeezed it slightly and squeezed it until water flowed out from between his fingers.

"Although gold is good, it cannot buy life. Why do you think you make so much money?"

Seeing how strong his hands were, Ji Tong rolled his eyes several times.

"Wait a minute, I can explain a thing or two."

"I'm afraid you may have misunderstood me. I was not the murderer of this family."

"I once heard that there is a witchcraft called Mu Ye, which can make people suffer from nightmares and become confused."

"Every day, the dream monster appears, sleeping like a puppet on strings, killing the flesh and blood of our relatives without even knowing it."

There were noisy noises all around. It turns out that it was like that. No wonder the man burned down his own house.

However, what is the purpose of Ji Tong telling the truth?

"Did you use Mu Nightmare to harm this family?"

Hearing Zhong Sheng's question, Ji Tong laughed and said, "It's not me, but someone must have done something secretly."

"Monk, it doesn't matter if you offend me. I have a good temper and will not harm others."

"What if you insist on standing up for this family, anger the murderer, and secretly use the magic of animal husbandry to harm you?"

Threat, turns out to be a threat.

Zhong Sheng looked at Ji Tong and saw that he looked confident.

He clearly threatened Zhong Sheng. The murderer is me. I am the one who burned this family to death with Mu Ni. What can you do?

Zhong Sheng thought of yesterday, when the old lady and her son looked frightened, but they still prepared flatbread and pickles for him.

Only one step separates yin and yang.

If the Buddha does not bless them, I am here to seek justice for them.

Has that son ever thought about burning his mother, wife and children to death in their sleep?

It's so tragic that at this moment, the shrill and painful ghost cries are lingering over the ruins.

"Evil man, evil man!"

Zhong Sheng grinned and said, "If there really is the art of animal husbandry in the world, I wouldn't be afraid."

"The only thing that keeps me awake is that a beast like you can still live in this world."

"Gou Dongyou, you may be a jitong or a dog boy!"

"I'm going to kill you today, and even the gods can't protect you!"

He took a step forward, grabbed Ji Tong's chest, "Go down and bury him with this family!"

There were exclamations all around...

Ji Tong suddenly shook his head and foamed at the mouth, as if he was going mad.

When the people saw it, they panicked and shouted, "The gods have come!"

Zhong Sheng was not afraid of him pretending to be a ghost. He lifted him up in the air and threw him to death

"Bold, dare to challenge the gods."

Ji Tong opened his eyes, his semen burst out, full of the majesty of a god who was not angry or self-reliant

Zhong Sheng's arm sank, and the opponent's weight suddenly increased a hundred times.

"Boom!"

Tong opened Zhongsheng's arms, stepped on the gravel, clasped his hands, and pointed to the sky.

"I am the God of the Northern General, with a steel whip in my hand, dedicated to fighting evil spirits and monsters."

Ji Tong holds the sky with one hand, as if holding a steel whip, and raises his eyebrows.

The next moment, his arm fell, the air condensed, and it hit Zhong Sheng like a mountain.

Zhong Sheng's heart moved, he was also descending. He had never seen the Maitreya messenger before, but he could figure something out about the child spirit in front of him.

He pushed it out with both hands to meet the falling invisible steel whip.

Boom!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, the nearby ruins collapsed on the spot, and the air wave surged.

Zhong Sheng's palms were slightly numb, and he pushed Ji Tong so that he staggered back a few steps.

Ji Tong spun on the spot, stabilized his steps, and changed his majestic posture, "What a fierce and stubborn villain, how dare you disrespect the gods."

He grabbed a square wooden stick and smashed it towards his chest.

One after another, the blows became more and more fierce, causing the skin and flesh to be torn and blood dripping.

If you can't beat yourself, you'll hurt yourself. Isn't this crazy?

Ji Tong was smashed hundreds of times. There was not a single piece of intact flesh on his body, but his aura was getting stronger and stronger.

Zhong Sheng looked at him with a sneer, acted, and continued acting!

"Come and accept your fate!"

The boy swung the bloody wooden stick and hit Zhong Sheng on the back.

With fire flying in the sky, Zhong Sheng groaned, bent down slightly, and then slowly straightened up.

"That's all?"

Zhong Sheng spoke, "Did you ask the wrong god? I'll give you a chance to start over."

Ji Tong's face was full of fear, and he staggered back a few steps.

He threw away the wooden stick, gritted his teeth, spread his hands and pinched orchid fingers, making a charming look.

"I am the Flower Empress..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched him in the face, and his nose bone was immediately broken.

"Disgusting!"

Zhong Sheng shook the blood on his fist and said, "If this doesn't work, change it again!"

Ji Tong staggered back, covering his face and sucking in cold air, it hurt too much.

"I am Grandpa Zaohuo. I burn the filth, purify the house, and worship at the four festivals. All of them are indispensable."

Ji Tong's face turned red and his voice became older.

He shook his head and opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of black smoke, mixed with rolling sparks.

This is interesting!

Ji Tong's skin turned red all over, his breathing was like a bellows, and he tried his best to spit out a big fireball from the mouth of a bowl.

His eyes showed pride. Once the fire falls, no matter how strong you are, it will be burned to ashes.

The next moment, his expression froze.

Zhong Sheng raised his palm to catch the fireball, switched hands to play with it, threw it up and down, and circled it around his neck.

The fire rolled over the skin, but it couldn't even ignite the hair.

Zhong Sheng played for a while, then used his palms to squeeze the fireball and explode it, causing it to splash to the ground and shatter into pieces.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward and kicked the boy to the ground.

Ji Tong raised his hand in panic and stopped in front of him, "Don't, don't hit, don't hit me!"

After the tiger skin is punctured, the original shape is revealed, that is, he looks strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Zhong Sheng shook his head, "To kill or not to kill is up to you. It depends on me!"

He grabbed the child and dragged it all the way to the ruins, threw it down in front of the ruins, and yelled, "Kneel down!"

When Ji Tong knew he was about to die, he burst into tears. He was no longer as arrogant as before.

"Spare my life, spare my life, I am willing to change my past mistakes."

"It's too late. You can change it slowly in your next life."
Chapter completed!