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Chapter 6
Daoist Jin Mang was silent for a while, and glanced at Lin Yihan who was not far away.

I found that she really looked uncertain and nervous.

He firmly grasped the handle of the seat with his hand, and was about to break it off.

Then he shook his head and said slowly, "Then, drag him too..."

"Wait a minute!"

Zhu Jue immediately interrupted him.

He knew that this move was likely to hasten his own death.

But at this moment, he must take the absolute initiative.

When the other party gave the order completely, he was really finished.

The brain is spinning rapidly, thinking about various possibilities.

"What else do you have to say?"

Master Jin Mang sighed, he had lost interest in this overly handsome boy.

Today is a grand event for Xuan Yizong once every ten years.

More than tens of thousands of people gathered in front of the main hall.

Saying such words on such a big occasion is completely slapping Xuan Yizong in the face.

It's like digging your own grave.

It doesn't even matter whether he is a real Mozong spy now or not.

How can Xuan Yizong gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals if his face is swollen from beatings and he can still keep you?

Zhu Jue thought for a while before finally speaking: "The matter has come to this point, and I have no hope of life."

"But, can you give me some time to burn incense?"

"Just take it as my farewell to this ruthless world."

At this moment, Lin Yihan couldn't control himself a little, and stood up directly.

Daoist Jin Mang was always watching her every move, for fear that she would really do something stupid.

So he said, "Yes."

"But after a stick of incense, you can kill yourself."

At least for the duration of this incense stick, Lin Yihan will not directly resist.

I can use this time to appease her as much as possible, but if it doesn't work, I can only suppress her on the spot.

"Okay." Zhu Jue said immediately.

His eyes were fixed, and his eyes flashed.

Time to perform real techniques.

Taking a deep breath, he said loudly, "I want to tell you a story."

The surrounding monks whispered: "There is only one stick of incense to live, and this guy actually wants to tell a story?"

"Could it be crazy?"

"Hehe, it's really just a stinky skin, it's embarrassing and useful."

"Stop it as soon as possible, don't continue to pollute this skin."

"Could it be that he wants to save himself by telling stories? What a fool's dream."

"It's nothing to listen to." A female monk whispered.

Zhu Jue ignored the gossip and let himself be deeply immersed in the atmosphere of selflessness.

Continued: "This is the story of a man named Xiaogege."

"The dove is the dove of the dove, which is the baby name of this person. He got his name because he likes birds."

Another person interjected: "Why not call other birds, such as chickens?"

Hui said: "Not elegant enough, too vulgar."

Continued: "Little Gege lost her biological mother on the day she was born."

"From that day on, he was caught in a lifelong nightmare."

"My father held a grudge against Xiaogege because of his mother's death, and he could never forgive him, hating him for taking his wife away."

"The young Gege has always been incomprehensible. He obviously didn't do anything, but was born in this world. Why is his father so resentful and refuses to forgive himself?"

"It wasn't until he grew up a little later that he learned the terrible truth through the mouth of others."

Zhu Jue paused for a moment, and looked at the reactions of the people around him.

"What truth? Tell me quickly!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm almost dead, and it's still tantalizing."

Very well, these people have been whetted by themselves.

Then there is some hope.

Suddenly said: "Xiao Gege's mother was actually killed by Xiao Gege herself!"

"According to people, Xiaogege's mother was already dying before she gave birth. Even a cultivator with a strong physique would not be able to give birth smoothly."

"The reason for this is because - during the mother's pregnancy, the little pigeon actually wandered around and caught the mother's heart."

"Shengsheng crushed it."

"Bullshit!"

Someone yelled: "Do you think we are three-year-old children?"

"How is this possible!"

"Hehe, you are full of lies, you are worthy of being a member of the Demon Sect."

Zhu Jue turned a deaf ear and continued, "Xiao Gege thought the same way at the time."

"How is this possible? I'm just a baby, and it's impossible to do this kind of thing to my mother."

"This is mother killing, it's unfilial!"

The masses: "Although the words are correct, but there is something wrong with it."

"Isn't the point right?"

"Go on."

There was already a smile on the corner of Zhu Jue's mouth.

He continued: "Little Gege knows her sins and also understands her father's anger."

"He is determined to go all out to wash away his sins, be filial to his father, and make up for the mistakes he made to his father and mother."

"But the weather is unpredictable."

"Three years later, when Xiaogege was seven years old, his father suddenly died suddenly, unfortunately."

"According to people, he died suddenly while walking on the street. There is no scar on his body, nor any trace of poisoning."

"Little Gege knows that her father is in good health. Every day, she goes to the brothels in the city until dawn before returning home. After a short sleep, she can go hunting in the mountains with full energy."

"Time management is excellent, how could he die suddenly?"

"In order to find out the truth of his father's death, the young pigeon can only investigate the brothel where his father often goes."

"He even committed himself to it for a living."

"But where is the brothel? Is it a place where a child can live for a long time?"

"Because of his good looks since he was a child, he would be molested by all kinds of women all the time during his work, and in the end there was only a little remuneration and a little news about his father."

"I have to work six hours a day, and I can only rest one day a week, which makes the young pigeons exhausted."

"Even if the fever reached 77 degrees a day, I still persisted in searching for news about my father in the boudoir of each woman."

"Finally, hard work paid off, and he found the key news."

"It turns out that the cause of death was actually because of my grandfather."

"Little Gege's grandfather actually passed away when he was eight years old."

"Father was hit and died because he knew about this!"

Onlookers: "Wait, where did the son who died at the age of eight come from?"

"Why isn't that little pigeon dead?"

"Isn't he unaffected?"

Zhu Jue replied: "Good question!"

"Why didn't the little pigeon die, because my father didn't die from a blow at all, but from a spell."

"The conditions for triggering this spell are extremely harsh. It only circulates among blood relatives. It will only be triggered after the next generation knows the cause of death of the previous generation, causing him to die suddenly."

"I know you want to ask Xiao Gege already knows, why hasn't he died yet?"

"Because he is not his own at all."

"As for Xiaogege's dead adoptive father, he also found it difficult to forgive his wife Hongxing for cheating after knowing this."

"Controlled the baby pigeon and killed his wife with his own hands."

"And his biological father also held a grudge when he found out. He went back to the past and cursed and killed his eight-year-old grandfather, and indirectly killed his adoptive father."

"This is all a tragedy!"

People around you look at me, I look at you: "It's so dizzy, do you understand?"

"No……"

"Wait, doesn't anyone want to know why Xiaogege's biological father can travel through time and kill his eight-year-old grandfather?"

Zhu Jue smiled slightly and praised: "This fellow Taoist has discovered a blind spot."

"Yes, Xiaogege's biological father is Chu Tianhe, the current Lord of All Demons."

"It is said that he got a rare treasure, which is a fragment of the river of time, which can temporarily grasp the power of time."

"It is with this heaven-defying treasure that he can travel through time and curse and kill others!"

Hearing this, Jin Mang's eyes, which were concealed, suddenly sharpened.

What the hell is this kid doing.

Chu Tianhe, the lord of all demons, has mastered a rare treasure some time ago, only a few strong people know about it.

And only after the mutual discussions among the major sects did they learn that it might indeed be related to the power of time.

But this is the secret of the core, even other demon sects may not know it, how could he know it so well.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind.

Have the Mozong spies penetrated to this point?
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(End of this chapter)