You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 552: It’s your own fault and you won’t survive

The countless golden threads that shoot out from the pages of the book all come from the souls of these persecuted innocent people.

The two dwarfs were horrified to find that the incense power they had cultivated was flowing back into the body of the resentful spirit along the golden thread.

The wronged ghost stretched out its rotten fingers and pointed at the two dwarfs.

The anxious voice resounded through the sky: "Incense is like a mirror, evil deeds become debts, actions that go against the way and deceive the heaven will not be tolerated by the world. The power of heaven is obvious, their way will burn, and their souls will scatter!"

Countless black karmic debts were transferred from the wronged soul into the bodies of the two dwarfs through the golden thread.

Suddenly, the crimson official robes of the rat demons began to burn. The two rat demons opened their mouths, either to beg for mercy or to say something, but the karmic debt continued to penetrate into their bodies, and the sounds they made were difficult to hear.

Only bursts of "gurgling" breathing sounds were left, echoing in the night.

They struggled to tear at the golden thread, but it was all in vain. Black oil continued to drip from their seven orifices, emitting a foul stench. Their panting turned into roars, as if they were enduring endless pain. The black karmic debt at this moment was like an evil ghost, devouring every inch of life in their bodies.

"When you believed the slander of the demons and turned around to kill the believers who helped you ascend to the path of incense and fire, you should have expected that there would be a day when your death would be completely justified!"

The two dwarfs had been swallowed up by the black karmic debt, leaving only their small rat eyes, revealing their great unwillingness and unwillingness to die.

Changqing and many other burning incense sticks in the world looked at the miserable plight of the two dwarfs.

Changqing discovered the power of the incense, and his eyes seemed to regain a bit of clarity. Looking at the dwarf who had suffered the consequences, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

The chief culprit was brought to justice!

The screams stopped, and the many incense powers turned around, bowed and clasped their fists towards Changqing. Their great revenge was achieved, and this was all they could do.

Changqing smiled slightly, straightened his clothes, bowed and clasped his hands, returning the greeting solemnly.

Then, under Changqing's farewell gaze, the power of each incense stick turned into wisps of green smoke like bubbles and dissipated without a trace.

Less than a hundred breaths of time passed, and everything happened too suddenly. Chang Qing originally thought that it would take some effort, but looking at the black oil still emitting black smoke on the ground, he found it absurd.

This time, he didn't even really take action. He just woke up those people who were bound by the book of merit. Unexpectedly, this action would cause the power of the incense to stimulate evil karma and backfire on the two of them.

It really proves the saying that those who commit evil will suffer the consequences.

The ancients never deceived me!

He could even feel that this way of burning incense seemed to be deeply connected with cause and effect. When he thought of this, Changqing decisively gave up the idea.

Are you kidding? The power of cause and effect could very likely be involved if he even thought about it. At his current level, playing with cause and effect means death!

"I can't afford it. I can't afford it. The threshold is too high." Chang Qing shook his head and clicked his tongue. He took a step and was several miles away.

Two breaths later, Changqing crossed several miles and returned to the ruined temple.

Coincidentally, the moment he stepped into the temple, the headless statue collapsed and turned into a layer of fine powder, which drifted away with the wind.

This also scared Jie Xinyu, who was preparing to show some concern for Chang Qing.

The blood-red murals around them also turned dark and dull at the same time. The paint turned into countless fine sands that fell down and landed in the corners of the wall, turning into a pool of dust...

At the same time, the entire temple lost its divine light, and many objects decayed in the blink of an eye. Chang Qing hurriedly sent out two streams of spiritual power to stabilize the structure of the house, otherwise they would have to sleep in the wilderness today.

Sitting by the fire, Chang Qing explained what had just happened. The two women were shocked. They had never thought that there really were incense and gods in the world, and they had never thought that the power of incense was so complicated.

Compared to cultivating spiritual power, the way of incense and fire is more bizarre and arouses fear.

At this moment, a slight snoring and smacking sound broke the silence around them, and the three people realized that one person was missing.

Following the sound, I found a kid beside the huge stone platform where the statue was standing. He was holding an incense burner and drooling, muttering, "Senior Brother Jiao, eat slowly and leave a big chicken drumstick for me!"

Everyone looked at Jiao Cang, who was held in Jie Xinyu's arms like a pendant.

Jiao Cang cursed, "This brat, what a bad impression he has of me. When have I ever snatched his food? This little guy always secretly gives him more food when I cook. He is just trying to be nice to others, but he doesn't know how to appreciate a good person!"

Everyone had no choice but to turn their attention back to Li Mengyu. At this moment, the boy had a mouth full of incense ash, which was very "elegant".

"This guy can't even sleep well. It's really unimaginable that he can survive to this point!" He Niaoniao held her forehead and sighed, then kicked Li Mengyu back to the fire.

Chang Qing found it interesting: "I don't know if Mengyu is careless or slow to react. He actually fell asleep in that situation just now! This is too..."

For a moment, he didn't know whether to admire Li Mengyu or something else...

He took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. Since he can fall asleep, don't wake him up. Let him sleep enough."

Sitting around the fire, the three of them, including Jiao Cang, felt a little sleepy. Their tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and they naturally felt a little more tired, which was difficult to get rid of.

After a while, He Niaoniao's eyelids began to droop and she fell asleep while sitting with her head down.

Clear air rises, turbid air descends, condenses into beads, fish turn over, and just as the morning dew appears on the mountain, Li Mengyu stands up with a somersault and says:

"Ah, hey, you daring monster, I, the Immortal Mengyu, am here to subdue you!!"

The sound was so loud that it woke up the sleeping He Niaoniao. A random piece of dry firewood hit Li Mengyu's head accurately and knocked him over.

"Ouch!" Li Mengyu felt someone kicking him on the head.

"Who!!" Li Mengyu stood up and looked towards the few people. When he saw He Niaoniao's ferocious eyes, he shrank his neck.

As he shrank back, he quickly discovered something was wrong with his body.

"Teacher, why do I feel so sore all over? It's like I got beaten up!"

The sound was so loud that several people looked sideways.

This guy is really bold! It is unexpected that he can say such humorous words in this situation.

Being stared at by several people, Li Mengyu felt like being pricked by needles. He didn't dare to look at them and scratched his head: "Strange, I always feel like I forgot something, and I feel like a guilty thief~"

"How did you sleep last night?" Chang Qing asked first.

Li Mengyu racked her brains but couldn't figure out what she had forgotten. When she heard Chang Qing's question, she quickly responded, "Teacher, I slept very well and felt full of energy! But my mouth was a little dry."

Li Mengyu reached out and scratched the corner of his mouth, and the hardened incense ash fell to the ground like wall paint.

"Is the weather very dry lately? My skin is peeling a little!"

While complaining, Li Mengyu suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he finally knew what he had forgotten.

He shuddered, then understood immediately.