Chapter 149: Has nothing to do with the underworld

Goddess, passed away long ago!
On the second day when Zhang Quangen had nowhere to go and hugged the child, the goddess was gone.
The mother-of-laws family only said that the old man had lived for so many years, but only they knew that the grandmother was suddenly killed and the death was extremely miserable.
The goddess died in her room, her face covered with blood. The most important thing was that the pair of eyeballs in her eyes disappeared, as if dug out by someone.
Therefore, when Zhang Quangen arrived there, he was madly scolded by the mother-in-law's family, because in the eyes of the mother-in-law's family, Zhang Quangen's grandmother would fall to this end.
"Your son is someone who shouldn't be alive. He is a mourning star. No one has a good relationship with him."
"Get out, get out of our house."
Zhang Quangen was kicked out by the mother-in-law's family, but he was not angry. On the contrary, he deeply blamed himself, because, as the mother-in-law's family said, he was the victim of the death of the mother-in-law.
If it were not for him to go to the goddess that day to let the goddess take the rescue of the child, the goddess would not die. From this point of view, he and his son were the murderers who killed the goddess.
The goddess is dead, Zhang Quangen’s only hope is gone, because he has no money to go to the hospital, and he can only take his son home and tie his son with a chain every day to prevent his son from harming others or self-mutilation.
Not long ago, not long ago, he heard from the villagers that there was a very powerful qigong master in Zhejiang. This qigong master could cure the disease with qigong. Many patients with intractable diseases found this qigong master and finally healed disease.
Zhang Quangen rekindled hope in his heart, but the fellow in that village also said that this Qigong master's fee is not cheap, at least it is 50,000 or 60,000.
Fifty or sixty thousand, that is an astronomical figure for Zhang Quangen. His savings have long been spent in these years. If it was not the village cadres who knew his family's situation gave him a minimum living allowance, his life would have been unsustainable for a long time.
As for borrowing money, all relatives who can borrow have borrowed it all. In fact, these relatives did not expect him to repay the money, but no one’s money was brought by the wind, and borrowing once or twice was on the relatives’ side. Emotional, but it is impossible to borrow again.
To be precise today, it was around 12 o'clock last night. His nephew, Zhang Dehai, approached him and said that he could give him 100,000 yuan, but only if he cooperated to make a certificate.
At the beginning, Zhang Quangen didn't agree. Despite the hardships of these years, he had never moved any bad thoughts. Even when he was showing the construction site to others, he never thought of secretly facing so many scrap steel materials. Take away and sell.
But finally, under Zhang Dehai's persuasion, especially thinking that this might be the only chance to save his son, this honest old man who had never deceived in his life finally succumbed to reality.
He thought that after his son's illness was cured, he would confess his confession again, and then confess to punishment and punishment, even if he was about to go to an old life without regret.
Zhang Quangen finished, and the reason why he came to Fang Ming was because Hu family members called Fang Ming called Master Fang, and because the Hu family spread how great Master Fang spread in the village I knew it as soon as I inquired in this village.
Knowing Fang Ming's ability, Zhang Quangen thought of the goddess for the first time. The goddess and Master Fang should be the same masters, so he laid down all his self-esteem and face for the sake of his son.
...
For the people present, Fang Ming seemed to be thinking about something with a sullen face. When he saw Fang Ming falling into a thinking state, other people did not dare to bother with noise.
After half a ring, Fang Ming's eyes turned slightly to Zhang Quangen, "I probably have a guess about your son's illness, but I need to see your son to be sure. Is your home far from here?"
"Not far away, just ten miles away."
Shilili Road was just over an hour's walk for Zhang Quangen, but Hu Rong had a car, so when Fang Ming and others went from Hu Rong's house to Zhang Quangen's house, it was about fifteen minutes.
Zhang Quangen’s house is in the middle of the village, with a one-story flat-roofed house. This kind of house was still good for more than thirty years. However, it is still in the villages of the country. In front of the building, this one-storey brick house with a flat roof is so conspicuous.
The red bricks exposed to the outside have been stained with moss because of the wind and the sun. The most important thing is that the whole house has only one window except for a door, but the window is now nailed with wood planks.
The door was locked, Zhang Quangen opened the lock, and it was dark inside. The first step Hua Mingming had just stepped in was that he couldn't help but turned around and ran out, squatting on the ground and vomiting.
A combination of musty smell and the smell of urine, which Hua Mingming never smelled, and Hu Rong, who was covering his nose, turned his face and took a deep breath against the direction of the door.
Among the four people, Zhang Quangen is already used to it, and Fang Ming just frowned and looked back.
"Sorry, this home... or Master Fang, you are waiting outside the door."
Zhang Quangen knew his own smell. On weekdays, even those relatives who pity him to give him some necessities like oil rice would not enter the house. That smell was really unpleasant.
"no need."
Fang Ming shook his head, and Hua Mingming and Hu Rong finally walked in again, holding their noses.
"I said to the old man that you are too hygienic, what is this... urine bucket... vomit... you took out the urine bucket and poured it."
Hua Mingming walked in and saw the urine bucket in front, almost vomiting out again, and the whole person immediately moved to the side, afraid of smelling it.
It was just that he moved, and the sound of iron chains suddenly came behind him at the next moment, which made him look back curiously, and the whole person was frightened.
"Oh my mother, what monster is this?"
Behind Hua Mingming, a figure locked in iron chains and ragged and ruffled hair was shaking the iron chain desperately at the moment.
"Xiaolong, don't be afraid, Master Fang is here to see you."
At this time, Zhang Quangen also turned on the only lighting in the house. In the old-fashioned tungsten light bulb, but the fifteen-watt brightness, the dim light could not illuminate the entire house, but it was Fang Ming and others. To be able to see clearly what the person locked up by the chain.
Zhang Delong, son of Zhang Quangen.
Perhaps it was because of the intrusion of some strangers by Fang Ming, Zhang Delong frantically twisted the iron chain on his body, and Fang Ming and others also knew why his clothes were so ragged. It wasn’t that Zhang Quangen didn’t wear him new clothes, No matter how new the clothes are, they will break.
Zhang Delong's mouth was covered with a piece of cloth, but even then he could still hear the humming roar, and it was conceivable how scary and horrible the sound would be if the mouth were not blocked.
"Xiaolong, Xiaolong..."
Zhang Quangen was anxious, looking at Fang Ming and others, "Master Fang, Xiaolong is now in a state of madness again, or you will wait outside the door and wait for Xiaolong to stabilize."
"No need to."
Fang Ming had a brilliant look in his eyes, rejected Zhang Quangen's suggestion, and walked towards Zhang Delong step by step.
Fang Ming walked towards Zhang Delong. Although Zhang Delong was locked by an iron chain, Hua Mingming and Hu Rong on the side also grabbed a heart, especially the noise of the iron chain kept coming, and they were afraid that the chain would suddenly fracture.
Thinking of what Zhang Quangen said that his son would bite madly when he was crazy, Hu Rong grabbed a bamboo broom by the door and pulled out the bamboo stick in his hand. He was already ready. When he was really out of trouble, he stepped forward to protect Master Fang, although his legs were trembling slightly at the moment.
Perhaps it was a strange smell, Zhang Delong became more manic, the chain not only worn his clothes, but even fell into his skin, leaving a trace of red.
"Master Fang, be careful."
Hu Rong said with a bamboo stick, but Fang Ming's expression remained the same. When there was still a meter away from Zhang Delong, his right hand was raised, where the starry light that Hu Rong and others saw was shining.
call out!
Fang Ming's hand was on Zhang Delong's forehead, and the speed was very fast. At least Hu Rong and others only felt a flower in front of them, and then found Zhang Delong stiffened in place, and after half a ring, the whole body became soft. Fell to the bed.
That's right, Zhang Delong was locked in the bed by Zhang Quangen. The bed was leaning against the wall, and the end of the chain tied to him was hit in the wall crack.
It is precisely because of this that Zhang Delong cannot leave the bed at all, eat in bed, sleep in bed, and the urine bucket is also placed
"In the end, Master Fang is powerful, but it's just done in a flash."
Seeing Zhang Delong fall on the bed, Hu Rong and Hua Mingming were relieved, but Zhang Quangen's face was worried.
"Relax, he just passed out."
Fang Ming let Zhang Quangen breathe a sigh of relief, but Fang Ming's own face became a bit gloomy. After half a ring, his voice said coldly: "I said that I had a guess, but now it seems that this guess is wrong. ."
"Wrong?" Hua Mingming was a little curious. "Fang Ming, what did you guess?"
"I really thought it was Zhang Delong who changed his life and was robbed of his life from Yan Luo. Now it seems not at all."
With a sneer on Fang Ming's face, letting a dead baby come to life, the average cultivator does not have such a strength, at least Fang Ming thinks he can't do it.
And even if he can do it, he won't do it, because it violates the rules of this world, to a certain extent, it's called a change of life.
People die when they die. There is a rule between the yang and yang. There is no order in the hell. No one can change this balance. Unless it is the legendary power that has such magical powers, a dead person can be resurrected.
Of course, Fang Ming never thought that the witch could be compared with Da Neng. At first, he guessed that the witch used some method to leave the soul of the baby after the baby died, cheated the ghost ghost, and finally the soul Back to the baby.
But as legend says, everyone's life and death are recorded in the life and death book of the underworld. The king of the Yan wants you to die in three shifts, and dare not keep people to five shifts.
A dead person will be rejected by this world even if he forcibly leaves his soul, so it is extremely normal to be weak and sick. This is the price of resurrection.
But for the spellcaster, it is not without retribution. The mistress's final murder in Fang Ming originally inferred that he was punished by the underworld. This is a ghostly death.
However, at the moment when he saw Zhang Delong, Fang Ming knew that his guess was wrong, and the error was ridiculous. All this had nothing to do with Hades.