The so-called curse, in fact, is to use divine consciousness to plant a seed in other people''s minds.


    Then often interfere with the spirit of others.


    Over time, those who are cursed are severely traumatized.


    Xiao Changfeng once gave Kui Huang a nightmare curse.


    It can make Kui Huang nightmares every night, depressed and decadent gradually.


    Although curse belongs to the branch of magic, it is not something that ordinary people can cast.


    What''s more, in this world of martial artists who respect martial arts.


    "Although the strength of the person who cast the curse is good, the curse technique is too shallow, otherwise it will not cause such a big movement. It seems that although he knows the curse technique, he only knows a little."


    Xiao Changfeng looked at the purple black gas over Lu''s house and shook his head slightly.


    The truly wise curse is invisible and defenseless.


    Like Xiao Changfeng''s nightmare curse to Kui emperor.


    With Kui Huang''s strength, there is no way to find out, nor will he know that it is Xiao Changfeng''s hand.


    However, the evil spirit curse killing technique in Lu''s residence was so foul that Xiao Changfeng could see through it at a glance.


    Of course, this is also Xiao Changfeng, but others can''t see through it.


    Even the emperor''s martial arts realm, even the strong ones in the emperor''s martial arts realm, may not be able to see the purple black gas.


    "Uncle, Grandpa, this is not ordinary asthma. It was murdered!"


    At this time, Lu Wenjie''s eager voice came out of the house.


    Lu Wenjie practices the hell Bodhi Sutra, although Xiao Changfeng has not taught him the art of curse.


    But he has divine consciousness, but he can detect abnormalities.


    "Nonsense, the old man is modest. After he retired from the imperial hospital, he has been recuperating and entertaining his grandchildren. He has never made enemies with others. How can he be murdered? Not to mention who dares to fight the old man at the foot of the emperor."


    At this time, a scolding voice came out of the house, which was obviously Lu Wenjie''s uncle.


    Hearing the quarrel, Xiao Changfeng stepped in.


    At this time, everyone was immersed in sadness, but no one paid attention to him.


    In the ventilation of the house, there is a carved pear wood bed.


    There is an old man lying on the bed. His hair is gray, but there is still a dignity between his eyebrows.


    But at this time, he was in a coma with his eyes closed and his breath was weak. It seemed that he could not lift it up at any time and die.


    Obviously, the old man''s asthma is very serious and has reached the point of coma and critical illness.


    Of course, this is only seen by ordinary people.


    In Xiao Changfeng''s eyes, he can clearly see that the old man''s body is OK, but there is a special fluctuation of divine consciousness in his brain.


    It''s the evil spirit spell.


    The fluctuation of this divine consciousness is so weak that it can''t be detected at all.


    And people are old and their spirit is generally very poor, so no one will notice.


    "Uncle, it''s true. I can detect that someone is definitely murdering grandpa!"


    At this time, at the edge of the carved rosewood bed, Lu Wenjie is eager to speak.


    In front of him stood a middle-aged man in official clothes.


    Obviously Lu Wenjie''s uncle.


    Xiao Changfeng has long heard Lu Wenjie mention it.


    The Lu family has three sons, all of whom work in the imperial hospital.


    Lu Wenjie''s father is the third son of the Lu family. Unfortunately, he died young, leaving only Lu Wenjie and his mother.


    Therefore, Lu Wenjie lacked father''s love when he was a child and lived with Lu''s father and son.


    "Wenjie, the old man is seriously ill. We are all in pain, but my brother and I have checked. The old man is indeed critically ill with asthma and is not murdered by others. Don''t you even believe me and my brother''s medical skills?"


    At this time, another fat middle-aged fat man, who took one step and gasped three times, opened his mouth and turned his eyes.


    "Second uncle, it''s not that I don''t believe you. I really feel the trace left by the thief on grandpa!"


    Lu Wenjie quickly opened his mouth. Although he had divine knowledge and could find the existence of the curse, he could not explain it and take out the evidence.


    At this time, I was sweating.


    "Jie''er, don''t fool around. The eldest and second brothers are imperial doctors of the current Dynasty. They have excellent medical skills. How can they make a wrong diagnosis? Don''t make trouble!"


    A young woman in her forties came out at this time, took Wenjie''s hand and didn''t let him continue to say more.


    "Mother!"


    Seeing the young woman, Wenjie was also eager to speak. However, Lu Wenjie''s mother was obviously used to swallowing her anger on weekdays. At this time, she kept silent and kept pulling Lu Wenjie.


    Although Lu Wenjie has good strength, he dare not struggle hard in the face of his mother.


    "You came back as soon as the old man had an accident. What a coincidence. You said someone murdered the old man. I''m afraid it''s you!"


    A low voice suddenly came out of the crowd, full of bitterness.


    As soon as Xiao Changfeng''s eyes turned, he saw a middle-aged young woman in gold and silver.


    At this time, Lu Wenjie also saw the young woman and immediately turned angry.


    "Aunt, you said I wanted to murder grandpa?"


    Lu Wenjie''s face was angry and his aura fluctuated.


    Although the eldest aunt has been hard on herself since she was a child, he obeyed his mother and endured it all the time.


    But he couldn''t bear it at this time.


    The big aunt''s words were really heartbreaking.


    He has deep feelings with his grandfather. Let alone murder, he doesn''t want to worry his grandfather at all.


    "Wenjie, you''ve gone too far!"


    Feeling the fluctuation of aura on Lu Wenjie, uncle''s face sank like water and yelled.


    "Oh, good boy, I went to the Yin and Yang School palace. I''m really good at it. I''m going to fight my elders. Come on, I''m standing here today. If I don''t dare to fight, you''re a coward!"


    The big aunt was also angry at this time. She immediately played a shrew''s temper regardless of the occasion.


    "Wenjie, come back with me!"


    At this time, Lu Wenjie''s mother turned black and pulled Lu Wenjie hard.


    Husbands die early, orphans and widows are naturally bullied.


    But over the years, for Lu Wenjie, she has chosen to swallow it.


    Although I know that my aunt has always been very mean, she often embarrasses her on weekdays.


    But she was patient. At this time, she saw that Lu Wenjie was going to conflict with his uncle and mother, but she was worried that Lu Wenjie would suffer.


    "Wenjie, you really made a mistake in this matter. The old man is critically ill. We all feel bad, but you can''t talk to your sister-in-law if you are angry. Hurry to kneel down and apologize to your sister-in-law."


    The big bellied second uncle pretended to sigh, but his eyes were full of schadenfreude.


    "Just kneel down and apologize? Don''t stop me. I''ll see today. He dares to fight and dare to beat his elders. He has really raised a white eyed wolf these years."


    The great aunt is unwilling to let Lu Wenjie go.


    At this time, the people around did not speak, but their eyes fell on Lu Wenjie.


    There is ridicule, anger and pleasure.


    At that moment, Lu Wenjie seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.


    "Pa!"


    Right now.


    A loud slap sounded.


    The big aunt let out a terrible howl and a clear slap print appeared on her cheek.


    At the same time, a voice resounded through the inner courtyard.


    "I slapped Wenjie!"