Chapter 90

Her wish has been fulfilled, and now she has no worries in her heart.

Tangning glanced at her, then put her hands together, her lips moved lightly, and she muttered the rebirth spell. I saw that as the rebirth mantra in her mouth was chanted, a reincarnation wheel emitting golden Buddha light appeared under the feet of the shadowy soul.

The members of the Zheng family were slightly startled when they looked at the wheel of rebirth that emerged. Chaodu is a scripture that eminent monks recite many times after bathing, changing clothes, burning incense, and meditating. I have never heard that it can be so simple during Chaodu, and such a pattern will appear.

The wheel of rebirth slowly turned, and the shadow of the ghost gradually dissipated until it finally became completely transparent and disappeared into the night.

After the ghost disappeared, Tangning saw a little golden light pouring into her palm. There was a faint heat in the palm of her hand. That feeling was stronger than the energy she had obtained before, which made her feel a little bit. Surprisingly, I didn't expect to get so much merit and power after transcending the ghost.

"You can bury her ashes, I'll go back first." Tangning said, she paused as she walked out, then turned around and confessed, "By the way, I'll tell you tonight that the people in your house heard the news. Don't go out at all."

"Yes." The three of them witnessed the previous scene with their own eyes. They were shocked, and they were even more in awe of him. Therefore, although they didn't know what he meant? But also should come down.

On the other side, in the main courtyard of the Chang family, the family master of the Chang family who had already slept for some reason, has been restless all night.

"Ah!" He exclaimed, suddenly rolled over from the bed and sat up.

"Master? What's wrong with you?" The beautiful concubine was also awakened by him, she sat up and asked, because she sat up, her snow-white skin was exposed.

Patriarch Chang wiped a cold sweat, thinking of the nightmare just now, his face was a little gloomy, he got out of bed without saying a word, put on his robe and walked out.

Therefore, he didn't see that, just after he left the door, the concubine behind him lay down again and fell asleep. After a while, her face twisted as if she had been frightened, she stopped breathing, and died silently.

"Come on!"

Standing in the courtyard, he shouted, but the response to him was silence, and the feeling of unease enveloped him again, his eyes were slightly anxious, and he shouted again: "Someone! Somebody!"

He didn't get a response, as if he was the only one left in Ruo Da's mansion. That feeling was weird and terrifying, and he couldn't help but panic and lost his mind.

But at this moment, he thought of the little monk's words again.

The scourge of the genocide, the scourge of the genocide...

Those four words kept echoing in his mind, and he was shocked into a cold sweat: "No way! No way! Come on someone! Come on someone!"

He ran into a yard, stepped forward and opened the tent, shouting, "Get up..."

When he saw the horrified face of the man in the bed and the stiff corpse, he took a step back in shock.

"Dead? How could it be?" He couldn't believe it. He suppressed the fear in his heart and stepped forward to check. There was not a single wound all over his body. It was as if he was scared to death in his sleep.

Thinking of the previous dream, his face turned pale, and he ran out in horror, but suddenly stopped, looking ahead in horror...