Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 233 Death with spiritual roots?
"How did he die?"

The neighbor replied, "Who knows? No one is seen after dark. When their parents found him, he had already run out of air in his water tank!"

"Oh! What a crime! This is the future immortal, but he can honor his ancestors! This happened!"

"The child was playful and drowned in his own water tank. Who can I ask for reason?"

Everyone advises the living to refrain from mourning.

The child's mother was almost blind from crying, and the hoarse and desperate voice made people feel uncomfortable.

"My miserable child! He is usually very obedient! He will blow me up when I say it hurts, be a good boy!"

Chen Xing and Mu Mengyao walked out of the house, the cries and shouts were still behind them, this family was doomed to burn candles until dawn.

There was already a faint morning light on the horizon, and Chen Xing was dull and silent.

Mu Mengmo said, "This kind of thing can't be helped."

These children hadn't entered the path yet, and didn't know the cruelty of cultivating immortals, so they ended their lives at the very beginning.

"Let's go see that sister." Chen Xing said for a long time, "No matter what, after dawn it will be time for Xuanfa Sect to come and pick them up. At least we can keep them safe and sound during this period. of."

Mu Mengmo had no objection, and the two walked to the wonton stand.

It was almost dawn, and the father and daughter began to pay the stall for the last time.

Even though his daughter is going to become an "immortal", the owner of the wonton stall still thinks that he should do it right in front of him, "I'll pack all the luggage for you."

The stall owner wiped away his tears, "Don't come back if you have nothing to do in the future, concentrate on practicing, everything is good here."

There were a lot of people who came to eat wontons today, and one after another looked at his daughter, with envy and jealousy in them.However, they are extremely face-saving on the surface, even a little fawning.

"You have an immortal daughter. Boss, what are you worried about? You still do nothing and ask rich people to give you money to seek immortality!"

"That's right! This is a great blessing!"

Everyone said, and finally sent blessings one by one.

Only one person was crying, "My child could have become an immortal! What's so great about immortal children! My deceased child might have been spotted by the King of Hell in the underworld!"

"Bah! What are you talking about?" Someone taunted, "Your child doesn't have that blessing. He should have been taken away by a fairy a few years ago. Why didn't you take care of yourself and let him run to the river and drowned?" Who is to blame at this time!"

The man wiping tears stood up bitterly, "Anyway, I am just an old widow. One person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. If you want to take revenge, just come! It's just a cheap life anyway! I want to see if your daughter can leave. Where are you going! Don’t turn around and fail to become an immortal, and I won’t recognize you as my father!”

After she finished speaking, she ignored others and ran away bitterly.

The owner of the wonton stall sighed, "Don't scold me, everyone. When you grow old, you have to rely on your children and grandchildren to raise them. No one wants to see this happen. Children die young every year. Parents, please be more considerate."

Everyone stopped talking.

However, Chen Xing and Mu Mengyao, who were sitting in it, only felt a cold air rising in their hearts, which lasted for a long time.

"Why is it such a coincidence?" Mu Mengmo murmured, "If one or two people with spiritual roots die, they will not attract attention, and the disciples sent by the big sect will not care about these people with spiritual roots, so Every time the spirit root is tested and how many children die, it will not attract people's attention."

It's okay if you don't have any suspicion. If you become suspicious, you can ask the old widow again. The old widow said bitterly, "Isn't it a great blessing to make people hate me? Don't think that I don't know that some people are jealous! I'm usually a rival, We are all the same, and we do a lot of things that make people hate us! Suddenly, another family has become famous! Who knows if someone will take revenge!"

"Hahahahaha, you deserve it! You all deserve it! No one wants to see others doing well!" The old widow was already a little crazy, and she was immersed in her own world and couldn't get out.

However, just asking about a few premature deaths is enough to shock people.

"In the past two days, there have been three deaths?"

Chen Xing remembered, "There are only about [-] people with spiritual roots..."

The two looked at each other and immediately understood what was going on.

Chen Xing stood up, "That's why it asked me to come to Qiming City!"

"Someone specifically stared at the children whose spiritual roots were tested to entrap them! Every time, only a few people died. In the past 100 years, the accumulation of small things has accumulated, and I don't know how many people died!"

This is really shocking.

When the sun came up, the two of them visited almost the entire Qiming City, but their mentality and purpose were different from the countless times before.

They also visited the other two families where the children had died.

The locations of the three families were extremely scattered, and the elders who were immersed in grief had no time to pay attention to them.

Or drowning, or falling to death, or accidentally stabbing yourself with a knife...

Mu Mengmo and Chen Xing stood in front of the water tank where a child drowned last night. Mu Mengmo used the retrospect beads.

Suddenly, what happened last night emerged.

An eight-year-old boy was licking the candy and eating it with joy in his eyes. Suddenly his hand slipped and the candy fell into the water tank. The boy rushed over to pick it up, and then fell into the water tank and kept flopping around until dark. He didn't even get up.

"……Accident?"

Let alone Chen Xing, Mu Meng couldn't believe it.

"Is everything our unfounded worry?"

They are also familiar with children who stab themselves to death with knives. They usually like to watch the jugglers who swallow knives. Every time they pass by the juggler, the child is always clapping and applauding. The juggler with monkey face makeup is asking for rewards. Sometimes, children will also take out their treasured candies.

The child who fell to his death was ten years old, and he was the oldest among them. He had to bet with another child to see who would climb the roof first, and the misfortune would happen in the end.

All of this seemed like an accident.

Before Mu Mengmo and Chen Xing could continue their investigation, the disciples of Xuanfazong came to pick up the children with spiritual roots.

The leading female cultivator obviously looked bored and yawned. It was the Junior Brother Establishing the Foundation behind who really did the work.

"Wait." The nun cast a glance and said, "Aren't there 37 people? Why are there only 34 people here, and there are three more?"

Then someone came out and said something.

It stands to reason that they should leave at this time. It has been like this many times before. No one wants to make troubles for three people with bad spiritual roots.

What's more, this nun looks so casual.

But unexpectedly, the female cultivator raised her eyebrows, "Really? Three of them?"

She went directly to the place where the three children died, and like Mu Mengmo, she took out the retrospective beads and gave them a meal first.

"Who has used the retrospective beads?"

Her juniors looked at each other, and then the female cultivator keenly looked at Mu Mengmo and Chen Xing in the crowd.

"Hey! Two fellow daoists! You were in this mortal city a few days ago! You are still here! What are you doing here!"

The female nun was arrogant and unreasonable, with an interrogating tone.

Mu Mengmo said, "You have doubts, we naturally have doubts, so we use the backtracking beads to find out."

"The results of it?"

The result seems obvious.

The female cultivator used the retrospection beads to look at them one by one, but the result was still the same.

Because monks always use flying, those mortals struggle to keep up every time, and they have just arrived.

"Senior sister, it is common for mortals to die young. Let's hurry up and take the other children away, otherwise the uncles should ask."

"What's the hurry?" The female cultivator rolled her eyes and pointed at the crowd, "Junior brothers, control them!"

There is no need for the junior brothers to move. The mere thought of the female cultivator will make the mortals unable to move and terrified.

"Immortal! What are you doing!"

The female cultivator stepped forward in front of everyone, looking like a bully, "I don't care if they died by accident or not, three of them died in two days, you think I'm stupid? This is the biggest problem! There is nothing wrong with the appearance of death, it is the biggest problem." The problem!"

"Say!"

The whip emerged, and the female cultivator pointed at the crowd with the streamer whip, "Did you kill these children! Or..." The next second, the streamer whip unexpectedly pointed at Mu Mengmo and Chen Xing, "You two! I have seen that you are extremely suspicious! Say it!"

(End of this chapter)