God-level Punishment System

At this moment, Chen Sheng's right hand vigorously pressed the village chief firmly in his arms.

The village chief was hugged by him with this sudden force, and his whole body fell on Chen Sheng.

Upon seeing this, the experienced village chief lifted his palm, clenched it into a claw, and nodded towards Chen Sheng's neck.

If his attack is confirmed, Chen Sheng is afraid that he will be shocked on the spot, and it is even possible that the artery in his neck will burst open and die.

In the face of Chen Sheng, who had suddenly risen in strength, the village chief sensed the danger, and he was going to kill him.

"Humph."

Seeing the opponent's movements in his eyes, Chen Sheng snorted coldly, and without hesitation, he smashed directly from the village chief's back.

The handle of the sapphire fan slammed on the village chief’s spine, and the village chief’s spine was broken several times on the spot.

The spine was shattered, and the village chief's originally straight body instantly slumped like a flat ball.

The claws that approached Chen Sheng were also weakly decadent, and dropped to the side.

The sapphire fan was spun in Chen Sheng's hands, and was put into his sleeve by Chen Sheng, while the village chief was pushed out by Chen Sheng with one knee in front of him.

He hit the ground with a puff, still with an expression of disbelief on his face, and never reacted to the fact that he was deposed.

"Don't stop?" Chen Sheng didn't even look at the village chief, his brows condensed, and he looked at Chen Lei who was still pushing the lid of the coffin at this moment, that is, his uncle.

Chen Lei was awakened by his violent shout. He raised his head and looked at him until he didn't see the village chief's figure. Then he reacted. He panicked instantly. He was in a hurry and wanted to cover the coffin and back again. Avoid Chen Sheng.

"roll."

After all, he was his mother's uncle, his mother's eldest brother. Chen Sheng didn't want to deal with his uncle in front of his parents' corpses, so he could only lift a foot and kick it on Chen Lei's waist.

He didn’t use too much force, but it was enough to damage Chen Lei’s second half of his life, and his waist was shattered. For the rest of his life, he would never want to straighten up, and never want to use any more force. In this world, such a man, and a waste person. ,There is no difference.

Chen Lei was clutching his waist, not knowing what Chen Sheng had done to him, and ran in the direction of the village chief in a panic.

Chen Sheng walked to the coffin of his parents, moved the coffin gently, and then hooked his hands and carried the coffin on his shoulders.

So far, he turned his head, looked at the villagers, and looked at the old painter who was so frightened. With that sullen look, no one in the village dared to say a "no".

"Bane." Looking at the group of people, Chen Sheng spit out a word, then stopped looking at them, turned and walked towards his yard.

This is him, with clear love and hatred, and clear grudges.

Stepping into the yard, and seeing Lao Liu standing in the yard, the hostility between Chen Sheng's eyebrows and Yu immediately faded, and his voice softly said, "Lao Liu, I'm back."

"Well, come in first." Old Liu nodded, and his gaze swept to Chen Sheng's side. When he landed on Liang Hao, he paused, but he didn't ask anything, and turned and walked towards the courtyard.

Liang Hao squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Lao's back, falling into thought for the first time.

"I hope I think too much..." Liang Hao shook his head, followed Chen Sheng, and followed Old Man Liu into the room.

"Lao Liu, I have gotten a portrait. My parents can be buried today. Can you tell me about my parents now?" Chen Sheng asked impatiently as soon as he entered the door.

Lao Liu found a chair to sit down, pressed his hand, and signaled Chen Sheng not to get excited, but looked at Liang Hao with interest, "Since the person next to you has seen the body of your parents, you might as well ask. How did he, your parents, die."

"He?" Chen Sheng hesitated and turned to look at Liang Hao.

I saw Liang Hao's expression change transiently, his brows were deeply twisted together, and he stared at Old Liu, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Liu Lao shook his head, "I'm not sure about the cause of Chen Sheng's parents' death. Now that the expert comes home, I naturally want you to help."

"Humph." Liang Hao snorted, and looked at Liu Lao with some trepidation. He didn't even have an attack. He groaned and said, "His parents should have been dead for a few days, but there is no change in the body. Before he was alive, he had some cultivation skills, and at least he had reached the realm of refining gods."

"With the cultivation base of the God Refining Realm, you can live for at least two hundred years. It is difficult to die from ordinary diseases. There are no obvious injuries on the surface of the body. After death, no toxin deposits appear on the body," Liang Hao said with certainty. , There are very few possible situations. It should be because of some reasons that the old injuries were affected, and the old injuries recurred and died."

"Relapse of old injuries?" Liu Lao asked in a low voice, "I wonder if my friend can tell, what caused the recurrence of old injuries of Chen Sheng's parents?"

Liang Hao frowned, and said impatiently, "You have to open the coffin to see it. And you have to examine the dead body."

"This..." Old Liu hesitated for a moment and looked at Chen Sheng.

The deceased is a big one, and it must be approved by Chen Sheng to move the dead body.

"You two, please feel free, as long as you can help me find out the cause of my parents' death, Chen Sheng would be very grateful." Chen Sheng listened to the side and hurriedly said, clenching his fists tightly.

The cultivation base of the Refining God Realm, the life span of two hundred years, the old wounds and the old illnesses, these words were the first time Chen Sheng heard of them. He had never thought that his parents in this life had these secrets.

However, no matter what, if his parents die naturally, he can bury his father and his mother safely, and if his parents are harmed by others, the other party is the king of heaven and Lao Tzu, and he has to avenge his hatred.

Chen Sheng opened the coffin, Liang Hao leaned forward, glanced at the corpse, and gently stretched out Chen Sheng's father's chest clothes. "Looking at the shape of the body, the injury should be on the chest."

The clothes were pulled apart, and only a dark red dot appeared, just in the middle of the corpse's chest.

If you look closely, you can see that this small crimson dot actually takes on the shape of a spider.

"Fire Cloud Spider?" Liang Hao raised his brows, as if he had encountered something extremely interesting, his expression became very strange.

"Fire Cloud Spider?" Liu Lao repeated it again, a sudden look appeared in his eyes, and he seemed to react.

"Fire Cloud Spider?" Chen Sheng glanced at them. "My parents, were they killed by this monster?"

"That's not the case." Liang Hao gave a weird laugh, and interrupted Chen Sheng, "Chen Sheng, after doing it for a long time, we turned out to be a true alliance. We are people on the side."

"This fire cloud spider is an extremely rare, highly poisonous monster, the best among monster pets." Liang Hao's expression became more and more weird, "As far as I know, there is a monster pet nearby. This is the Fire Cloud Spider."