"What god do you believe in? This... I'm not sure about it?"
Wang Junfeng shook his head and said with some confusion: "Why do you ask this?"
"It's nothing."
I shook my head and said with a little worry: "It's just that I encountered a similar cult before. They specialize in brainwashing people, defrauding them of the power of faith, taking their internal organs, and summoning the God of Destruction to come. I'm just worried that it will happen again. If something like this happens, after all, this world-destroying god was born in accordance with the way of heaven and cannot be stopped by human power."
"Does this still exist?"
When Wang Junfeng heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed even more.
But then he shook his head and said: "The Shura Sect should not summon evil gods to come. They do not absorb followers and spread doctrines. They only take people's souls, practice evil methods, and harm people everywhere. Moreover, Shura exists in the religion. I have fought against that kind of thing before, it is extremely powerful and terrifying, and ordinary cultivators are no match for them."
"Shura? Is he the kind of Shura who comes from hell in myths and legends?"
I quickly frowned and asked Wang Junfeng.
"It should be."
Wang Junfeng nodded and said, "They don't belong to the human world anyway."
After hearing this, my face became completely solemn again.
Shura was originally a god of hell that existed in folk myths and legends, or a demi-human and demi-god existence.
They are extremely powerful, happy, angry, aggressive, and cruel in nature. Like the ghost-faced god, they originally only existed in myths and legends, but now they have truly come to this world.
Judging from this situation, this is probably also a disaster sent by heaven.
Now the heaven has begun to kill all living beings. Although the disaster of annihilation has not yet come, the disasters have begun to fall one after another.
It can be said that the five-clawed dragon that descended from the sky, the ghost-faced god that destroyed the world later, and the current Asura were all caused by the will of heaven.
Coupled with the increasing number of natural disasters in recent years, including floods, earthquakes, plagues, tsunamis, mudslides, etc., human beings have suffered under these kinds of natural disasters. How many people have died and how many people have been displaced.
And all this is just the beginning.
"Old Wang, how much do you know about the catastrophe of world destruction?"
I turned around and asked Wang Junfeng.
"This... I actually don't know much about it."
Wang Junfeng shook his head and frowned: "But according to ancient legends, a bloody sun is in the sky and a catastrophe is coming. In addition, disasters have continued over the years. Judging from this situation, the world is probably going to experience a huge disaster."
"It's not a huge catastrophe, it's a catastrophe that will destroy the world."
I shook my head and said: "Just like the fall of the age of giants and the end of the Jurassic era, the human race is about to come to an end, and all living things cannot escape this catastrophe. In the final analysis, the law of heaven has begun to wreak havoc on all living beings." The thought of killing."
"Do you really believe in the existence of heaven?"
Wang Junfeng looked at me in surprise.
"Of course I believe it."
I smiled bitterly and said, "Because I have faced the way of heaven more than once."
As soon as he said this, the entire sky suddenly dimmed without warning.
I looked up through the car window and found that large dark clouds had gathered above my head at some point, half of the sky was covered, and there were even bursts of muffled thunder coming from deep within the clouds.
"Look, this is proof of the existence of heaven. Maybe the words I said have revealed the secret of heaven, so it is warning me."
I chuckled and said half-jokingly.
Wang Junfeng also raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window, and then said solemnly: "The weather is really weird now. It's not even March yet, it's the beginning of spring, why does it feel like there's going to be a heavy rain?" ?”
His crow mouth really means whatever he says.
Before we even arrived at the Wang family mansion, a heavy downpour had already started falling. Big raindrops made a crackling sound on the roof of the car. In less than a quarter of an hour, the rainwater had almost submerged the car's tires.
Such heavy rain, even in the late autumn rainy season, is very rare.
Unexpectedly, in this early spring season, such a heavy rain suddenly came in the south.
We finally arrived at Wang Junfeng’s house before the car was submerged.
As one of the four major families in Nancheng, the Wang family naturally has extremely strong financial resources.
In the backing villa area of Nancheng, where land is at a premium, their family actually has a luxurious manor covering an area of several thousand square meters.
As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the manor, a bodyguard in a suit came up, opened the car door, and held an umbrella for us.
But it was raining so heavily, even with an umbrella, we all got wet a lot.
I stood under the eaves and looked at the heavy rain that was still falling outside. I wondered if this heavy rain would cause any disaster.
I hope it doesn't affect too many innocent people.
"This God is really crazy. Why is there a heavy rain in this season?"
Wang Junfeng couldn't help but curse.
After entering the house, the first thing I saw was the white-haired old man at the helm of Qi Men Feng Shui, Wang Yuanbo.
At this time, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a small charcoal stove in front of him, and a pot of boiling tea on it.
Most of the decorations in the living room are relatively simple. Except for sofas, there are few modern furniture, mostly mahogany tables and chairs, antique porcelain, etc.
Even the murals hanging on the walls are the masterpieces of ancient literati, and they are all landscapes, calligraphy and paintings.
In short, the feeling inside this living room is somewhat different from the outside. It looks antique, but it is not luxurious at all.
In addition to Wang Yuanbo, I saw Yi Xiaojiu also in the living room, sitting on the sofa opposite Wang Yuanbo, playing with his mobile phone boredly.
"Grandpa, we are back."
Wang Junfeng spoke first, and then motioned for us to come over and sit down.
I was not polite and went directly to sit opposite Wang Yuanbo.
When we met this old man for the first time, we could be said to be on completely opposite sides. It might even be a life-or-death situation.
But now I don’t have so many worries, and it’s relatively relaxed.
"My friend, we all had different positions before, so if I offend you in any way, I hope you won't take it to heart."
Wang Yuanbo said and smiled at me, and poured me a cup of tea himself.
"No, no, I should be the one to say sorry for what happened before."
I took the tea cup and subconsciously glanced sideways at Yi Xiaojiu as I spoke.
She was sitting next to me and turned to look at me, with no change in the expression on her face.
"Little friend, this Xiaojiu is my granddaughter-in-law. You should keep a little distance from her. I heard that you are very popular with girls."
Wang Yuanbo reminded me half-jokingly, and glanced at Chen Ling and Su Manman as he spoke.
"You misunderstood, we are actually all friends."
I said and smiled awkwardly, then quickly stood up and sat on the sofa on the other side.
Chen Ling and Su Manman also sat next to me.
"They said before that my father died in your hands, but I didn't believe it. I didn't expect it was really you."
Yi Xiaojiu finally spoke at this time. As he spoke, he slowly stood up from the sofa and looked at me with an unkind expression.
