27 Chapter 27 (Three in One
◎Borrow my life, Hundred Claws Piercing Heart Curse!◎
The wall demolition project is about to begin.
Xiao Jia, who was sleeping soundly, was carried to the next room by his father. He was out of his mind and mentally weak. He spent most of the day in a dream and would not wake up easily.
After letting Xiaojia's mother stay with him, the others started to work and demolish the wall.
At noon, the sound of electric drills could be heard everywhere.
Fortunately, the house is filled with sound insulation cotton, so it doesn't make too much noise to affect other residents.
I'm really sick, squatting at the gate of my residential complex in the middle of winter, watching people carry out demolition.
[Help! I remember when the neighbors were renovating every day.]
Thank you everyone. I'm awake now, completely awake. I feel like my head has been ripped open by a power drill.
[Hahahaha… I’m so unlucky! My headphones broke and my mom kicked me out.]
【Squat and see the result.】
Inside the house, Yang Mao and Xiaojia's father each took a tool and worked hard to dismantle the wall.
Qianyang was alone on the balcony, taking down the plaque that read "Family of Three".
"Let me give you some basic information. In Taoism, locust wood is known as ghost wood, and it easily attracts things with strong yin energy. However, cinnabar has the magical effect of exorcising ghosts and evil spirits." Qianyang flipped through the plaque, his fingers copying the cinnabar characters on it. "When the two are combined, they reverse the Tiangang."
[It doesn’t sound like a good thing.]
【Xiao Jia's parents were set up.】
[No, you can really learn something by following our anchor! ]
【Learn whatever you find, learn whatever you find. 】
[Anchor, the person who set up this scheme has such sinister intentions. Aren't they afraid of retribution?]
Qian Yang said, "It's hard to predict fate. Retribution may not come upon him. It may bring disaster to his descendants like Yingying did. It may also come in the next life or the next life after that."
【grass】
Disgusting.
[People like this don't care about descendants or the afterlife, do they?]
[We must find this person! We can't let him continue to do evil.]
If someone treats a child like this simply out of jealousy, he is worse than an animal.
[No matter what his reasons were, even if he truly had a deep hatred for Xiaojia's parents, he should not have taken revenge on Xiaojia.]
…
[Actually, I think Xiaojia's parents already know who set up this scheme.]
[Me too... weren't the house decoration plans and plaque given to me by a "friend"?]
There was a lot of discussion on the barrage, Qianyang raised his head and looked at the two people in the room.
Xiaojia's father's face was pale, his expression was serious, and he was full of worries.
Qian Yang said: "Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others."
Xiaojia's father's movements were noticeably stiff, his teeth were clenched, and the veins on his temples were slightly prominent.
"There's something!" Yang Mao exclaimed in surprise.
Upon hearing this, Qianyang immediately returned to the room and came to the wall with a hole in it.
A piece of bright red cloth appeared in the gaps between the wall dust and broken bricks.
Qianyang's expression hardened, "Keep digging!"
The two men immediately sped up their movements, and after a few minutes, most of the red cloth was exposed, and it seemed to be wrapped in something.
Xiaojia's father took off his gloves, grabbed the red cloth, twisted it hard twice, and finally took the thing out.
He placed the palm-sized object in front of Qianyang, wiped the sweat from his head, and said, "Master, take a look."
[Holy crap… there really is something! ]
[Oh my god! He's hiding in the wall. It must be one of the construction team!]
[My three perspectives are shattered! What exactly is this hatred and grudge?!]
【What's the difference between this and watching a horror movie! 】
[I was so scared that I was shaking in the face in broad daylight.]
[Is there anyone who can accompany me to the bathroom...]
…
[To be honest, I've heard my master mention this method before, and it's truly extremely vicious.]
[I never thought there are still such vicious and cruel people in the Xuanmen today.]
[How dare you use this method to commit evil? This is truly a disgrace to our Xuan Sect!]
[I want to see who is so vicious! ]
All the colleagues who were lurking in the live broadcast room were blown out.
When he saw the red cloth appear, Qianyang had already guessed what was going on.
The intentions of the person behind the scenes were even more sinister than she had imagined.
Qianyang handed the phone to Yang Mao and opened the red cloth.
There are only three things in it: a baby's immortality lock, a kite reel, and a folded piece of yellow talisman paper.
“Master, this is…” Xiaojia’s father said with a serious expression.
Even if you don't know its specific function, you can roughly know that it is definitely not a good thing.
Qianyang did not respond immediately. She picked up the talisman paper and unfolded it. Inside was a bunch of soft yellow hair.
"What is this? Hair?" Yang Mao asked in confusion.
"Baby's hair." Qianyang said.
"Then these others..."
Xiaojia's father pointed to the kite reel and said, "This is the reel of Xiaojia's favorite kite! We have kept all his kites, but this reel is the only one missing."
"Whose is this immortality lock then?"
Xiaojia's father shook his head, "...I don't know."
Then its owner is not Xiaojia.
"Call your wife out." Qianyang said.
"good."
Xiaojia's mother came to the living room with tears still on her face. When she saw the red cloth and three things on the coffee table, she was stunned for a moment.
"What is this?" asked Xiaojia's mother.
"Something dug out from the wall of Xiaojia's bedroom." Xiaojia's father said in a heavy tone.
When everyone arrived, Qianyang sighed.
"Xiao Jia's life was borrowed by someone."
Hearing this, the three people present were all stunned.
"W-what?"
[What the hell?! ! !]
【Borrowed luck???】
[Oh my god... the Chinese horror vibe is coming.]
I felt a chill all over my body.
[How terrifying! 】
"Borrow luck?" Yang Mao hesitated.
Qian Yang shook his head and reiterated: "It's not about borrowing luck, but borrowing life."
There is a fundamental difference between borrowing luck and borrowing life.
Borrowing luck is just stealing other people's luck to make your own luck better and better, without hurting the foundation.
However, borrowing a life means borrowing someone else's life to prolong one's own life.
This is almost one of the most vicious spells still circulating in the Xuanmen sect today.
After hearing Qian Yang's explanation, the couple were shocked and the color instantly drained from their faces.
"How could this happen...why..." Xiaojia's mother murmured absentmindedly.
"Xiao Jia's lost soul is in the owner of the Longevity Lock." Qian Yang said.
The two were shocked and stunned. They never expected that someone would harm their child right under their noses.
[How terrifying... using other people's lives to prolong your own.]
[Ahhh, I have goosebumps. Xiaojia has such a hard life.]
[We must find that person and bring Xiaojia's soul back! ]
[Wow, wow, wow, if this happens to my child, no matter who it is, I will definitely kill him! ]
[I can't bear to see my child. It's more painful than killing me.]
Looking at the two people who were pale but still silent, Qian Yang reminded them, "If you know who did these things, tell me directly. If you delay any longer, Xiao Jia's soul will not be brought back."
The two of them showed expressions of struggle and pain, and seemed a little unwilling to believe it.
"The house decoration drawings and plaque were all given by Wang Yong." Xiaojia's father said in a very heavy tone.
"Who is that? Your friend?" Qianyang asked.
Xiaojia's father said, "He...is a childhood friend of mine. We've always had a good relationship, and I'm always there to help him no matter what difficulties he encounters. Back then, one of his projects ran into problems, and I lent him three million to help him through it. After that...my elders died early, so I adopted his mother as my godmother."
"Ever since Xiaojia fell ill, he has been helping me find solutions. How could he..."
Qianyang thought for a moment and asked, "Is his mother Aunt Wang who brought us here?"
"right……"
Oh my god…
[This is so scary. How could a friend who grew up with me do something like this?]
[I just think that Auntie Wang has bad intentions! She didn't trust the anchor at first, and even brought so many people to watch a joke.]
【You can know a person's face but not his heart! 】
[Sure enough, that saying is true. Often the people who hate you the most are the ones closest to you.]
[Once you find the murderer, quickly bring back Xiaojia's soul! ]
Xiaojia's father still didn't want to believe it. He was stunned and said, "Master, is it possible that he is mistaken? He has no reason... Why would he do this to Xiaojia? After Xiaojia fell ill, he came to visit almost every week... How could he do this?"
Xiaojia's mother was also a little stunned. Her lifeless eyes shifted to Qianyang and she said, "Master, I don't understand. Our two families have always had a good relationship. Although godmother has a strong personality, she has been very kind to us and Xiaojia."
"After our business took off in those few years, we never treated them unfairly. We bought them things worth thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars at will, and we treated them almost like family members."
"If, if he really needed to borrow someone else's life, why didn't he choose Xiao Jia?"
Qianyang said calmly, "Because he is jealous of you."
[Yes, the better the relationship, the closer the distance, the more likely you are to think, "Why can he do it, but I can't?"]
[As I said before, only those close to you will be jealous of your good life.]
They want you to be well, but they don't want you to be too well.
[It’s too good! It’s too good! ]
People treated him as a brother and a relative, but he treated them as tools.
[This kind of person must be made to pay the price! ]
[If Xiaojia's parents can't bear it, I'll really scold you too!]
…
The two opened their mouths, but remained silent.
They should be very clear that apart from Wang Yong, his childhood friend, no one else would have the chance to do this to them.
Qian Yang observed the two people's reactions and said, "Now that you know who it is, think carefully about what they did before the incident and during the past three years. Is there anything unusual?"
The two fell silent at the same time, their eyes bloodshot.
After a while, Xiaojia's mother spoke hoarsely, "Brother Wang has a child who is two years younger than Xiaojia and just turned five not long ago."
"The child was a premature baby. His mother suffered severe bleeding during delivery and nearly lost both her life. After surgery, he was barely saved. Both mother and child stayed in the ICU for over half a month."
"Brother Wang was short of money at the time and couldn't afford the medical expenses, so he had to borrow money from us."
Yang Mao frowned and said, "Premature babies are not in good health when they are first born, right?"
Xiaojia's father nodded and said, "He's in very poor health. He's over a year old and can't walk or talk. Wang Yong comes from a single-parent family, and the child was born through IVF. We're worried about their emotional state, so we take Xiaojia to visit them every weekend."
"So now he comes to visit you every week too." Qianyang said pointedly.
【Speechless.】
[Ah... that idiot wouldn't feel unfair because Xiao Jia is so lively and energetic while his own child can't walk or talk?]
[Of course, plus Xiaojia's parents are better off than them, and they're better off in every way, so they must be mentally twisted.]
[This kind of person is disgusting, attributing his own misfortune to the happiness of others.]
[In fact, there are many people like this, so don't trust anyone easily. ]
[He even took someone's visit as a mockery... He's a psychopath.]
Xiaojia's mother gave a wry smile. "Master, to be honest, I've had this thought before: maybe Xiaojia's illness is related to Brother Wang? But he acted so heartbroken and enthusiastic, constantly trying to help us find a solution. He even drank with others until he had stomach bleeding, just to find a reputable doctor to treat Xiaojia."
"Tell me, how can I doubt such a person?"
Xiaojia's father said with tears in his eyes: "When I first started my business, he accompanied me to social events and served as my driver. On the way back, we had a car accident and the vehicle exploded. If he hadn't dragged me out while I was unconscious, I would have died long ago."
【well……】
[All I can say is that human nature is complex and is changing all the time.]
[He sincerely saved you at that time, but later he also sincerely wanted to hurt you.]
[Finding a doctor for Xiaojia is also a way to make up for one's guilt and satisfy one's sense of superiority, right?]
[I have a twisted mentality that people who are better than me will also seek help from me.]
This kind of person is so scary...
Compared to people who are completely bad from the beginning, this type of person is also the hardest to guard against.
[Who would have thought that someone who had shared a life-or-death relationship with me would be so cruel to me? ]
Yang Mao thought of something and asked, "What happened next? How did the child become better?"
On the way here, Aunt Wang mentioned her well-behaved and smart grandson many times.
Xiaojia's father said, "I didn't think much about it before, but now that I think about it, it's indeed a bit strange."
"Less than two months after we moved in, the child suddenly got better. Wang Yong said he found a Chinese medicine doctor who cured the child."
【That's such a coincidence.】
【Traditional Chinese Medicine? Don't insult traditional Chinese medicine.】
[They probably found some quack.]
[This family had planned this long ago.]
"Three months later, Xiaojia became ill."
There is no doubt that the person behind the plot is Wang Yong.
Xiaojia's mother held back her tears and said, "Every time I see that child jumping around, it reminds me of Xiaojia. How could I have imagined that he would actually take Xiaojia's life?"
"Woo..."
Finally, she couldn't help it and cried bitterly in her husband's arms.
"Knock--"
At the same time, the sound of a lock being unlocked was clearly heard in the room.
Everyone looked towards the bedroom in disbelief, and the tightly closed door was slowly opened.
Xiaojia walked out without any warning.
His face was pale, his expression was empty, and he walked towards them with slow steps, his bare feet on the floor.
He was like a puppet, yet seemed to be struggling to break free from control. Under the shocked gazes of several people, he stepped on the sharp gravel on the ground and walked in front of his mother.
"ah!!!"
"ah!!!!!"
He suddenly opened his mouth and screamed in surprise.
"ah!!!"
"ah!!!!"
"Xiaojia...Xiaojia..."
"It's okay...it's okay..."
Xiaojia's mother held the child tightly in her arms and tried her best to comfort him.
Qianyang looked at this scene and sighed almost inaudibly.
"He can feel your emotions." Qianyang said.
"It's just that he has no way to express it anymore."
Qianyang lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he felt a little distressed.
She raised her hand, stroked Xiaojia's cheek, and said, "Madam, he is sad, and he wants to comfort you."
The child in her arms screamed loudly, his hands trembling constantly, and he slowly and with difficulty grabbed his mother's clothes.
Sensing his mother's sadness and pain, the boy's crying and screaming mixed together, and a hot tear flowed from his left eye.
Oh my god...
A cold-blooded woman could no longer hold back.
Oh my god… Oh my god…
[This is Xiaojia's only way to express his emotions.]
Why is it so tragic? Why would someone like that treat a child like this?
I can't even imagine what Xiaojia's heart has been like over the past three years.
[Help him, help him, I'll give you gifts.]
I feel so bad.
"Xiao Jia..." Xiao Jia's mother raised her head and held his face, "Mom is fine, Mom is fine, Mom is fine."
"I'm so glad you came to see Mom, really..."
"When you get better, Dad and I will go fly a kite with you, okay?"
Xiaojia's father held his wife and children in his arms and took a deep breath. "Xiaojia, it's okay. You will get better. Mommy won't be sad anymore."
"From now on, Dad will not let anyone hurt you again."
"I'm sorry... Daddy apologizes to you. I'm sorry, my baby."
“Dad…Mom…”
“Dad…Mom…”
He no longer screamed, but like a babbling baby, called for his mom and dad.
The three of them hugged each other, and a few minutes later, Xiaojia fell asleep in his mother's arms.
He only has so much energy, and speaking and reacting takes a lot of it.
After putting Xiaojia on the sofa, the two of them quickly calmed down. Xiaojia's mother walked to Qianyang, bent her legs and knelt down.
Qianyang quickly picked her up, and Yang Mao also stopped Xiaojia's father who was about to kneel down.
"You don't have to do this." Yang Mao already understood Qian Yang's style of doing things. "My master will help you, but not for free."
"Master, how much money do you need? How much money do you want? As long as I have it, I will give it all to you!"
"I, our property and company, total about 60 million. I can transfer it all to you! Please, please, please save Xiaojia!"
【Fuck.】
【It’s great to learn this. 】
[I also want to learn it. I can help others, accumulate virtue for myself, and make a lot of money.]
[The 2.1 billion in compensation was also easily dismissed.]
【Sixty million ahhhhhh! 】
[Alas, if Xiaojia hadn't encountered these things, their family of three would have lived a very happy life.]
[Yes, the child is so sensible.]
Qian Yang said, "We agreed at the beginning that 20,000 will be enough."
【……】
[Yes, I agreed with Aunt Wang at the beginning.]
【She is a sweet girl with a beautiful and kind heart. I love her so much. 】
[Who should I ask for the money from? The guy named Wang?]
Didn't she say she would pay me if I cured her?
[Let's go... Such a bad person, her money is dirty. ]
"Twenty, twenty thousand?" The couple stared at Qian Yang in shock. "No, absolutely not! You saved my child's life. Twenty thousand is too little!"
Qian Yang didn't care. She picked up the immortality lock, examined it carefully, and said casually, "You can give as much as you want. Well, I won't accept it if it's too high."
The two looked at Qian Yang, who didn't care about the reward at all and treated money as dirt, and hesitantly asked, "Master, what do you think about 10 million?"
Qianyang: “?”
【I feel comfortable.】
[(Whispering) I dare not say. I also felt that 20,000 yuan was a bit too little.]
[This is the correct way to approach someone seeking help! Give the most appropriate amount within your means!]
[Wow, I'm sad for Xiaojia, but at the same time I'm greedy for the 10 million.]
[I've decided! From now on, I won't miss any of the live broadcasts! I also want to become a disciple of Xuanmen!]
[To be honest, I've already mastered the art of finding objects from the first live broadcast (although only within three meters)]
Yang Mao was stunned by this huge number.
A few hours of outdoor live broadcasting and a net profit of 10 million?
He would have to work for 500 months to earn that meager salary!
"It's too high." Qian Yang shook his head and refused, "Two million."
If it's too low, they will definitely not feel at ease, and if it's too high, they won't be able to get through Qianyang.
[It’s over. I can’t be a live streamer.]
[Me too, he said 10 million and I agreed immediately.]
[I ordered.]
[To be honest, the original intention of the anchor to do merit and recruit followers is not to make money. Ten million is really outrageous.]
Yang Mao glanced at the comments and didn't dare to say how the 2.1 billion compensation would be resolved, as he still made a profit of 400 million.
"Master, what should we do? What do you need us to do?" Xiaojia's father asked.
Qian Yang said: "First find that child and return the immortality lock to him."
Yang Mao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Doesn't that mean I have to confront Wang Yong face to face?"
"Um."
Since Wang Yong hid the immortality lock in the bedroom wall, he naturally recognized it and would definitely not let his children accept it. They had to go find it themselves.
However, I don’t know what the situation will turn out like if I confront them face to face.
The two were silent for a moment, then asked, "Master, we've recovered Xiaojia's soul, but what about the child? What will happen to him?"
Qian Yang said: "He should become what he was originally."
Once he gets back the life he "borrowed", it will naturally become his original life.
[Wait, there are over 200,000 people in the live broadcast room. What if someone leaks the information?]
[Yeah! Damn it! Aunt Wang has met Qianyang. What if they just run away with the child?]
[Sigh, I shouldn't have started a live stream. The enemy is in the dark and I'm in the light. I'm so passive.]
【Ahhhh no! Xiaojia finally has a chance to recover!】
Yang Mao also noticed this and frowned and asked, "Master, what if that family is watching the live broadcast?"
Qian Yang glanced at the things in the red cloth and said calmly, "I think it won't be difficult to find someone. Besides, his child's hair and the immortality lock are in our hands. In other words, his child's life is in my hands."
Qianyang raised his eyes, his calm expression revealing an indescribable cruelty. "If you have the guts, try running."
Xiaojia's mother was asked to look after the child at home in case of any unexpected situation. Xiaojia's father asked the neighbors upstairs and downstairs to pay more attention to prevent anyone from coming to harm them.
The couple are usually kind to others. After Xiaojia fell ill, they were worried about disturbing the neighbors, so they often interacted and dealt with them. They have a very good relationship with their neighbors.
After roughly understanding the situation, several neighbors said that they would not let anyone approach their doors.
Qianyang and the other two, led by Xiaojia's father, went to Wang Yong's home.
Fortunately, the two families had a good relationship before and lived nearby, so it was only a few steps away.
“Ding Dong——”
“Ding Dong——”
The doorbell rang, and a moment later, the security door was opened.
Cheerful music from cartoons came from the bright and open living room, and a little boy was sitting on the sofa giggling.
Aunt Wang looked at the door with a surprised expression, then snorted coldly and said, "Hey? Why did the white-eyed wolf come to our door?"
"Second Uncle!" The little boy heard the voice and jumped down from the sofa using his hands and feet.
"Uncle, why are you here? Where is Aunt?" the little boy asked with a smile.
Looking at the innocent and cute little boy jumping happily in front of him, Xiaojia's father looked dazed for a moment.
Aunt Wang snorted coldly, "How is it? Is Xiaojia's illness cured? You've come at the right time. I just put the rice in the pot. Come in."
Xiaojia's father said stiffly, "Where's Wang Yong? I'm looking for him."
"I'm here."
At this moment, a man suddenly walked out from the bedroom.
He stood in the corridor with an expressionless face, looking at the three people coldly.
It seemed that he was not surprised.
Xiaojia's father looked at him, and bloodshot suddenly welled up in his eyes.
His hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, as if he was trying hard to control his anger.
Qianyang reminded: "Let's go."
"Second Uncle..." The little boy didn't understand what was going on, but he felt that his Second Uncle was different today and ignored him at all.
Aunt Wang glanced between the two of them, revealing a strange expression as she muttered, "What's wrong with these two brothers?"
Aunt Wang shouted, "Whatever you have to say, hurry up and finish!"
"Really? Bringing two liars into the house..."
Everyone tacitly agreed not to reveal anything in front of Aunt Wang and the little boy, and went into the room with Wang Yong.
[Strange, Aunt Wang seems unaware of this?]
[Huh? I thought she was deliberately trying to make a fool of herself!]
[It's true that she wanted to laugh at the joke, but she probably also wanted to help out?]
[She probably didn't know about this, otherwise she wouldn't have brought Qianyang with her.]
[That makes sense. It's better to be safe than sorry.]
…
Looking at the children, I feel very complicated.
[…We can’t say he’s innocent, but he hasn’t done anything wrong either.]
【Ahhh, Uncle Er ignored him, and he was sad.】
[All I can say is, his dad is a piece of shit. Everything is his dad's fault.]
[Yes, the only damned person is his father!]
[Wang Yong should know, right? His expression doesn't look right.]
Following Wang Yong into a bedroom, Yang Mao walked in last. When he turned back to close the door, he suddenly heard a banging sound.
He turned around in surprise and found that Wang Yong was kicked to the ground by Qian Yang, holding a sharp knife in his hand.
"What the hell?!" Yang Mao exclaimed.
However, the next moment, Wang Yong pounced again and stabbed the tip of the knife into Xiaojia's father's chest.
"careful!"
Before he could finish his words, Qianyang turned around and kicked him on the wrist. The force in his hand was released and the sharp knife flew out.
"I won't let you hurt my son!!" Wang Yong shouted angrily.
Yang Mao quickly covered the camera, as it would be terrible if any bloodshed happened.
[What the hell?! ! !]
[How dare he wield a knife to injure someone?!]
【He committed murder intentionally! 】
[Damn it, wait for the police to come! ]
[How dare you do this in broad daylight, in front of a live camera?!]
[Big Brother!!! Why are you covering the camera?!]
Yang Mao trembled and said, "The live broadcast room will be blocked!"
Xiaojia's father seemed unable to bear it any longer. His eyes were bloodshot, veins in his temples bulged, and he raised his fist and rushed towards Wang Yong.
“Wang Yong!!!”
"Why do you treat Xiaojia like this? Am I not good to you? Huh?!"
"When have I ever wronged you? When have I ever done anything to let you down?"
"Do you have any shame? Do you have any conscience? You watched us suffer so much for Xiao Jia... What right do you have?! Why?!"
He was probably extremely angry and kept punching Wang Yong in the face.
Wang Yongjing no longer resisted and sat on the ground with an expressionless face, still receiving rain of fists hitting his face.
"How have I wronged you? How has Xiaojia wronged you? How have we wronged you?! Tell me!"
Xiaojia's father was furious and punched Wang Yong hard. Blood gradually flowed out of Wang Yong's nose.
Wang Yong lowered his eyes and let him beat him numbly.
"Tell me... tell me... why are you treating Xiaojia like this..." Xiaojia's father's fists gradually lost their strength. He almost collapsed, tears streaming down his face. "I treat you as my own brother... why are you treating me like this..."
"Even if you wanted to kill me... why did you hurt Xiao Jia... he was only four years old at the time..."
Listening to Xiaojia's father's cries, Wang Yong, with his face bruised and bloodied, said calmly, "Are you used to seeing Xiaojia like that?"
Xiaojia's father was shocked all over and looked at him in disbelief, unable to shed tears.
Wang Yong continued, "He's already like that, so what does it matter? You don't care about anything, don't ask anything. We'll still be good brothers in the future. I will treat Xiaojia as my own child, and Xiaoqi will treat you as his biological parents. We'll still be a family. Isn't that good?"
Xiaojia's father opened his eyes wide, as if he had heard something out of the ordinary. He stared at the man who used to be like a brother to him until his body began to tremble.
"You... you actually said something like that? You actually..."
"Wang Yong, you really make me feel sick."
It's disgusting.
How can there be such disgusting people in the world?
[I'm about to throw up. They're actually letting the victim pretend to be clueless and continue to have a good time?]
[Your child is a human being, but aren’t other people’s children also human beings?]
【Oh my god... I've learned a lot. 】
[Who wants to be a family with you guys? It's so disgusting.]
Qian Yang looked coldly at the man on the ground and asked, "Who taught you to do this?"
Ordinary Xuanmen disciples cannot do such a vicious method.
Qianyang wanted to know what kind of scum would use mystical arts like this to help a beast harm others.
Wang Yong narrowed his eyes and looked at her, with the corners of his torn mouth slightly raised. "You are not that powerful? Guess."
"Then guess what, if he can borrow Xiaojia's life, can I borrow your son's life?"
When mentioning the child, Wang Yong's expression indeed changed a little.
Wang Yong was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled something out of his pocket. "He said, 'You'll understand after reading this.'"
Qianyang looked at what was in his hand, a folded yellow talisman paper with some pattern drawn on the back.
"Disciple, the live broadcast time is almost up." Qian Yang said.
"Ah? Okay..." Yang Mao didn't understand, but he still turned off the live broadcast as she asked.
【ah? ? 】
[No!]
[Can't I just not watch it? Let me listen!]
【Don’t turn off the live broadcast! 】
…
Yang Mao ended the live broadcast without thinking twice.
Qianyang stretched out his finger and took the talisman paper in his hand. He suddenly felt a sharp pain at his fingertips, and a drop of blood gushed out and merged into the talisman paper.
Qian Yang seemed to feel nothing. He held the talisman in front of him and chuckled, "...Hundred Claws Piercing Heart Curse?"
"What?!" Yang Mao was shocked. "He actually dared..."
Wang Yong was visibly stunned. "You knew? Why did you answer? He clearly said someone was cursed..."
"You're in so much pain, you want to die?" Qianyang was smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but when he looked at his master's smiling profile and the moment she lowered her eyes, Yang Mao felt a chill.
"Master! Are you okay?" Xiaojia's father's face changed. "Wang Yong, are you crazy? Why are you hurting innocent people?!"
"Master, are you okay?" Yang Mao asked worriedly.
"I'm fine." Qian Yang twisted the talisman paper, as if nothing had happened. "It's just that this is the first time someone has used the Heart Piercing Curse on me, so I'm a little...uncomfortable."
"How is it possible...how come you're not hurt at all?!" Wang Yong looked at her in disbelief, "Is the curse ineffective?"
"No." Qian Yang brought the talisman paper in front of his eyes, put two fingers together on his right hand, and gently drew a few times in the air. The air around the talisman paper visibly stagnated for a moment.
Then, she narrowed her eyes and whispered, "When I talk nicely, you don't listen carefully, do you?"
She shook her hand holding the talisman paper slightly in the air, and it suddenly combusted without any fire!
The ashes fell to the ground, and Wang Yong stared blankly. The next moment, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand. Immediately afterwards, a strange itch came from all over his limbs, as if millions of ants were crawling over his body and rushing towards his heart.
"Ah..." He suddenly covered his heart and his face turned pale in an instant.
"ah!"
He covered his heart, feeling extremely painful. His face turned red, veins on his forehead bulged, and he curled up on the ground, scratching around with his fingers, hoping to relieve the excruciating pain.
"ah……"
Wang Yong was like a dying fish, struggling hard, with sweat dripping down his forehead. He was in extreme pain.
He wished he could cut open his chest to relieve the unbearable itch.
The two people in the room were stunned by this scene. They were full of energy the moment before, but the next moment they seemed to be on the verge of death.
“Bang—”
At this moment, a muffled sound came from the room across the wall.
Qianyang used his own method to retaliate, so naturally whoever cast the curse would suffer together.
Qian Yang looked at the man on the ground disdainfully and whispered, "Is he next door?"
【Author’s words】
Success on the 9th day, thanks for the support, mua [shy]
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