Heavenly Curse

Peng Song came to see this scene with his wife, and stayed there directly, so that they also knew that Mai Yi would not do anything to her daughter. On the contrary, under the cover of white light, her daughter's spirit clearly quickly improved.

The white light disappeared instantly, and looking at Peng Song's little daughter, apart from her still a little pale face and messy hair, she was like a different person.

“Immortality.” Pengsong can't help muttering to himself.

Apart from fairy talent, he couldn't think of any other means to make his daughter better in an instant. For whatever reason, he was more awed of Mu Yi. At the same time, he also understood why Su Zhongshan valued Mu Yi so much. Obviously, he had real talent, which had nothing to do with his age.

The Lady from Pengsong was even more ecstatic. One of her womenfolk didn't know anything about immortality. All she knew was that her daughter was saved.

The daughter is not alone, she is pregnant, an inadvertent, possibly one-sided tragedy, the son-in-law has just died, she does not want to see her daughter also step into the dust.

“On behalf of my youngest daughter, I would like to thank the Taoist Patriarch for saving my life. Such gratitude is unforgettable for my family.” Peng Song woke up and immediately solemnly thanked Mu Yi.

You can't blame him for being too realistic, it's just a human thing.

“If you want to thank Mr. Peng, thank Old Su.” Makita smiled and then looked at the woman in the bed.

Women's appearance is no more than 28 years old. Even if it is slightly luscious at this moment, it is still difficult to hide the beauty. Although it is not comparable to Su Yingying, the difference is not much, and it can even be said that both sides are long.

At this moment, she looks like she's having a nightmare, and now she finally wakes up.

She first saw her worried mother beside her bed, and then she cried out.

Mu Yi saw this and waited outside with Peng Song.

Strictly speaking, the other party is not in the category of evil or vain invasion. She is over-afraid and suddenly obsessed with nightmares is difficult to pull out.

Whether exorcism is the yin of ghosts or spiritual stimulation, it is actually useful. Even nightmares can be broken. This is the benefit of exorcism charms. Fortunately, now Mamei has reached the third step of heartbeat. It is easy to draw such charms, so she basically has some equipment.

It also happens to be used today, which is very precious in the eyes of outsiders, but Maki looks like it's just a hands-on thing.

Nonetheless, Muyi will not use it indiscriminately, after all, it is rarely expensive, and Pengsong's human condition Muyi does not attach much importance to it. If it were not for the face of Su Zhongshan, he would not even go down the mountain. He now needs to concentrate on cultivation, rather than suddenly intervene in such matters.

Though the murderer has not yet been seen, Maki already knows that the other party must be the same cultivator, and the boundary is not weak, it is not weak, and the cruel enemy is the most difficult to wrangle.

Even if it wasn't for Su Zhongshan's face, Maki might have left.

At least he grew up in a river and lake, something he would insist on, but he wouldn't joke about his life for no reason, so that no one would appreciate you or even laugh at you.

Mu Yi was not born that way. The old wound to his chest still reminded him of the hidden pain. It was also that experience, which made him understand that the good man did not necessarily have a good reward.

That was when Mu Yi was ten years old. When he saw that a beggar was about to faint from hunger, he gave his hot bun to the beggar to eat. Never thought that the beggar would want to rob him after eating his bun. After he resisted, the beggar tried to kill him.

Had the old ways not arrived in time, he would have been dead bones, I'm afraid.

So since then, Mu Yi will no longer have an unprovoked conscience, his heart is not cold, it is only the shell wrapped outside.

After waiting in the living room, Pengsong's little daughter walked out with her mother. After this time, the other party apparently carefully combed her outfit, even changed her clothes. Although she was white and had a small white flower on her head, she also entrusted her to become more beautiful.

“The survivor, Peng Jin, met the Taoist and thanked the Taoist for saving his life.” Peng Song's youngest daughter came to the living room, offered a gift to Ma Ying Ying, and called herself the identity of her at this moment.

At this time, survivors often refer to widows whose husbands have just died.

“You don't have to, you just have to answer a few questions.” Mahjong went straight to the theme.

“Excuse me, Daoist.” Peng Jin said immediately.

“What's so special about your husband?” Liam Yi asked directly.

“Something special? What does the Taoist mean?” Peng Gui looked at Maiyi somewhat puzzled.

“It's something very different from normal people, for example, is it strange to behave? Are you physically ill?” Maki explained.

When she heard Muyi's words, Peng Jin's complexion slightly changed. Her silk change did not hide from Muyi and was all seen by Muyi, but he did not urge, but patiently waited for Peng Jin to give the answer.

Peng's face was gloomy and uncertain, but eventually she bit her teeth and her eyebrows showed some firmness.

“Without concealing it, the husband of the surviving man was indeed somewhere different from the ordinary man.” Peng Jin said.

“What's different?” Liam Yi asked directly.

“My husband hated the sun before he was born, especially when it was hot at noon, he almost never appeared in the sun, so he usually didn't go out much during the day, even if he went out, he chose more shady days, or days without the sun.” Peng secreted slowly.

“Have you asked him? Have you seen the doctor?” Liam Yi asked.

“The surviving man did ask the husband, but the husband said it was because of his small body, his skin was sensitive, except that he could not stay in the sun for long periods of time, nothing different from the ordinary man. As for the doctor, he was not invited because he was more exclusive.” Peng Jin said, in fact, this problem is nothing to her, but now Maki is asking this question urgently. Is it related to this that the husband was murdered?

“Since you were married, has your husband gone out or gone anywhere?” Maki continued to ask that he felt that he was not far from the truth and that his body could not hide in the sun for long enough to peel, and that the two were implicitly linked.

“I also went out a few times, once as a gift to accompany the survivors to pick out their father's birthday, and a few times as a gift to buy some paper and ink.” Peng Jin thought about it.

“Paper ink? Isn't the Peng family responsible for purchasing?” Maki asked strangely.

“Yes, but the husband preferred the ink he chose, saying it was comfortable to use.” Peng Jin said.

“Paper and ink shops. Do you know where?” Maki finally asked.

“Yes.” Peng Jin nodded directly.