Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

So the old man spoke slowly, one by one.

It turned out that when he was over three years old, he suddenly disappeared from home somehow. The whole family searched for half the night and finally found it in the forest outside the city. However, his grandfather was filled with wild animals in the mountains.

When I was over five years old, I played with fire at home, lit the house, and burned my grandfather to death.

When I was over seven years old...

In this way, by the time Jian was ten years old, the Jian family, who had a lot of people, was left with the father and the son. Except for the aunt who married to someone else's home, Lady Qin.

Wen Xuan felt very unbelievable when he heard this, and couldn't help asking, "That lady, what's the matter with Qin?"

"Ms. Qin, but the only person in their Jian family who understands." The old man snorted coldly, "Everyone sees that idiot is a scourge, and their Jane family doesn't believe it. Only Ms. Qin can see through and know the scourge. I can't stay, I almost found the opportunity to strangle that wicked man...If she hadn't been stopped that time, the Jian family wouldn't be in this position now!"

"What?" Wen Xuan was shocked and almost knocked over the bowl at hand.

Even though he was only told by others, thinking that he was almost choked to death by his own aunt, he still felt frightened and outraged, "ridiculous, ridiculous. Just because there is no reason for the "catastrophe", he would kill one. Little child, is this a sensible person? Are there so many people who think she is a good one?"

"You don't know anything about the benefactor. If it's just a disaster to their Jane family, no matter how big the trouble is, there won't be so many people who missed the Qin girl back then." The old man said, "But after their Jane family is almost dead, the disaster The stars are harming outsiders!"

Wen Xuan took a breath and calmed down a little bit, "What do you say?"

"First, they made good neighbors and friends, one or two contracted a strange disease. Later, even those who went to Yunlingzhai to buy elixir also contracted the same strange disease, and were tossed to death. Hell, it's not easy to heal everywhere!"

With such an unthinkable thing, Wen Xuan's face sank again, "What's the strange disease?"

It is clear that Shuiyunzong once sent people to buy medicinal materials in Jiufeng City, and did not go around Yunlingzhai. How come you have never heard of anyone who has had a strange disease?

"No one can tell." The old man shook his head. "First, there were lumps on his body, and then festering and pus, stinking, itchy and painful, and he was paralyzed at home and couldn't walk. But no matter what, please Anyone who came to see it said they didn't know what was going on."

"Don't you ask those people from the big sects to come and see?" Wen Xuan couldn't help asking.

"Is the benefactor talking about the Shuiyun Sect?" The old man shook his head and shrugged. "The uncles of Shuiyun Sect, how can you care about this little thing in Jiufeng City? All they care about are their own disciples. And the future disciples in the city with excellent aptitudes. But this strange disease is all the most common mortals, they are too lazy to take a look."

Wen Xuan was said that his face was dull, but he couldn't refute it. This also explains why no one in the Shuiyun sect is affected by a strange disease—what a strange disease, he actually knows how to bully the soft and fear the hard.

But Wen Xuan was still a little different from the other disciples, and immediately began to inquire about the residences of those who were infected, and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

The old man said, "The benefactor will go again at this time, I'm afraid that I won't see anything. Since the Jane's family died, the infected people have recovered one by one."

"...Deadly?"

"Yes. Speaking of which, the Jane’s head was the first person to contract this strange disease. He was also a bit more ill than the others. After several months of procrastination, finally there was one night. He breathed." The old man said in detail, "When he died like this, many people in the city were panicked, thinking that they were also going to be a catastrophe. After a few days, the strange illnesses of other people gradually healed. It turned out that God opened his eyes."

Seeing this person comment on the death of Jian's father, Wen Xuan felt unhappy, even a little bit painful.

"But to say it, the key to this matter is not the Jane's head, but the calamity." The old man said again, "It is also thanks to the death of the Jane's head that Lady Qin took the lead to chase the calamity. After arriving outside the city, some people who went out hunting later saw that the catastrophe had already died in the forest outside the city, and the climate in this city was considered good."

Hearing this person mentioning the simple head again, Wen Xuan felt sad, and even more incredible, "Die outside the city?"

"Yes."

"Is that the person who read it wrong?"

"How is it possible." The old man blew the mustache, "More than one person saw it. What's more, in any case, he died and other people started to heal. This should always be correct."

Wen Xuan fell silent. After a long while, he asked, "Then, before he was driven out of Jiufeng City, did his father find someone to cure his obsession."

The old man sneered, "He thought."

The implication is obviously not.

This is weird. No matter where these words are, they are not in line with Wen Xuan's cognition. The younger brother Jian, whom Wen Xuan knew, had always been alive and well, and his smart mind was even harder for ordinary people. Even if he had had dementia, he should have been cured a long time ago. In short, he didn't seem to be alone with the catastrophe that the old man said at this time.

Wen Xuan couldn't help describing the simple appearance again to see if he really found the wrong person.

As a result, the old man's eyes grew louder and louder. Later, before Wen Xuan finished speaking, he shouted in a panic, "Yes, this is the catastrophe! Benefactor, how would you know?"

Didn't find the wrong person? Wen Xuan couldn't help but shook his head. Among the strange things, obviously the old man in front of him can't answer it.

Wen Xuan then asked the places where the sick people lived again, "Even though they are healed, I still want to take a look. By the way, there is also Yunlingzhai, you can also point me to take a look."

After writing down these addresses, Wen Xuan was ready to leave.

But before that, there is another person's location. He should ask clearly, "Where does that lady Qin live now?"

"It's right next to Yunlingzhai. Since the two fathers and sons of the disaster star died, she said that Yunlingzhai was the family's ancestors, so she moved back."

Family ancestral business? But isn’t Yunlingzhai a shop that only opened in the generation of Jian’s father? There was another layer of doubt in Wen Xuan's heart, but he could only temporarily put it there with other doubts, waiting to slowly discover the secret behind it.

Just when he got up and wanted to leave, the old man rolled his eyes and immediately followed him shamelessly, "Benefactor, if you help me, why don't you help others to the end? I am an old bachelor, and there is no half of my family. A concern, as long as the benefactor is willing to keep a place by my side, I will surely take the lead and do whatever it takes..."

Is this really going to depend on him? Wen Xuan looked at this person dumbly.

This person didn't feel embarrassed at all, smiled shamelessly, was about to say something, but felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, and he blinked. When these eyes were closed and opened, only the leftovers on the table and the twenty or thirty spirit stones were left in front of them, but where was Wen Xuan's half figure?

After Wen Xuan got away, he flew all the way to two blocks away and slowed down.

He found a house along the street where someone had a strange illness and knocked on the door. When this family opened the door, Wen Xuan...had ashamed pretending to be a way-seeker, asking the way while carefully observing the small area that could be seen behind the door.

At first glance, this family is very normal, except that there is a puppet statue on the table opposite the door. It looks like the one often placed in the homes of mortals who like to pray for God and Buddha, but Wen Xuan can’t recognize it. Which way is it? No matter how much, it's hard to see anything in this case.

Because Wenxuan asked too slowly on this route, the person who opened the door became suspicious and frowned and asked, "This immortal chief, what are you here for?"

In desperation, Wen Xuan had to explain his intentions honestly, "I heard someone in this house had a strange disease..."

"Pop!" Before the words fell, the person who opened the door was shocked. He quickly stepped back and slapped the door panel in front of Wen Xuan. A panicked voice came from behind the closed door, "I don't Know what weird disease!"

Wen Xuan touched his nose depressedly, and had to find another place.

After that, he looked for about four or five more, all of them were treated equally. It is worth noting that almost all of these houses have such wooden statues. Even if the remaining ones, he may just not see them. After all, he has not been able to get in.

I have to find a way to get in... But this method is quite hard to think of, it is not the field that Wen Xuan is good at.

Wen Xuan likes to be honest and straightforward, but it doesn't work at this time. No, wait a minute. In that case, there are a few families that might be worth a try. As soon as Wen Xuan's thoughts turned, his toes turned his direction, changed the exploration policy of walking all the way, and went straight to an address line.

The few that he had searched before had nothing to do with the Jian family. It was just that Wuwang's disaster was caused by taking in the elixir a few times, and that kind of reaction was unavoidable. The home that Wenxuan is now going to find, the male owner of the family was once a close friend of Jian's father.

Although after contracting a strange disease, the man was forced by his wife to break contact with his simple father, but Wenxuan felt it was worth a try.

When he stopped before the door of this house, he knocked on the door, and he was relieved when he saw the person who opened the door. I saw that this man was wearing an earthy linen cloth, with a thin body and a short beard on his lips. It was the male owner who was right.

Since this person was face to face, Wen Xuan arched his hands, and without covering up, directly explained his intentions. Of course, in order to avoid being heard by other people in the family, he still spoke very carefully, even his voice was extremely low.

After hearing this, the person really changed his face, and carefully let Wen Xuan into the house, and said cautiously, "Xianzhang, you are here at the right time, but my wife is not at home."

Wen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

After finally being able to enter a house, he also felt that a boulder in his heart had fallen to the ground. He couldn't help but turn his eyes and saw the same wooden statue in the corner of the living room. It is no different from what I have seen in those homes before.

"Xianzhang," the host surnamed Zhou Qi Aiai asked, "You...you said that Jian Jian is still alive, is it true?"

Wen Xuan shook his head, "I do know a simple one. But after walking around in Jiufeng City, I can't be sure now."

The person surnamed Zhou sighed, "What happened to the Jian family is really strange and inexplicable."

This person and Jian’s father met more than ten years ago, and it was not long after Jian’s birth. At that time, he was bitten by a poisonous insect in the mountain. He happened to meet his simple father collecting medicine in the mountain, and he was saved. "Ashamed, I haven't been able to repay this kindness."

Then he recounted what he had said, but it was not much different from what the old rascal said before.

Wen Xuan listened as he walked carefully in the room, and when he approached the wooden statue, he couldn't help but pause. He had been far away before, and he hadn't felt anything. As soon as he got closer, he felt that the statue exudes strange auras.

This breath is hard to describe. If tangible things are worshipped by people from time to time, they will naturally take on a ray of divinity. Over time, this divinity will nurture spirituality and respond to the wishes of mortals when they worship. Most of the so-called gods and Buddhas in the world were born like this. When more and more people worship, and the divine nature grows stronger, this kind of gods and buddhas will grow in cultivation, until one day they rise up like monks on other roads and become true immortals.

The wood carving in front of me has such a ray of divinity. But the weird thing is that under this ray of divinity, there seems to be a ray of Yin Qi mixed.

"Xianzhang," the person surnamed Zhou noticed that Wenxuan's expression was different, "Is there anything wrong with this blessing and misfortune, immortal monarch?"

"Blessings and misfortunes?" Wen Xuan asked in surprise.

The person surnamed Zhou nodded, indicating that this is the immortal monarch in charge of blessings and misfortunes in the sky, and can turn misfortunes into blessings. Most people in Jiufeng City believe in. Even the strange disease caused by the Jian family before can be controlled by this blessing and misfortune.

Wen Xuan couldn't help but become more weird, "But the reason why your strange disease is healed is not because of..." Wen Xuan couldn't say the rest.

The person surnamed Zhou knew what he was trying to say, and sighed, "That's just one. In fact, it was when this strange disease began to break out in the city that this blessing and misfortune fairy king began to be believed in. Yes. During that period, if people who were ill invited Blessing and Misfortune Xianjun at home, their symptoms would be lighter, and those who were not invited would have a heavier illness. Later, more and more people invited Fortune and Misfortune Xianjun back home. , Even fewer people are sick."

"There is still this thing?"

"Yeah... and I don't want to tell you..." the person surnamed Zhou said again, "Later, everyone said that Ji had died outside, and everyone's condition began to improve, but I... and a few others. My family didn’t want to believe in this immortal monarch of blessing and misfortune, and I didn’t see it well. It wasn’t until later that my wife yelled at me and invited one to come back.

After listening to this, Wen Xuan couldn't help but look at the wooden statue again, "Then, where did you get this blessing and evil immortal monarch?"

"Ms. Qin introduced it." The person surnamed Zhou replied.

Lady Qin? Why is this woman again.