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The old man hesitated.

However, at this moment, all the onlookers gathered around.

The arrow was on the bowstring and had to be fired.

If he backed down now, not only would he not get the money, but he would also be remembered by everyone.

In the future, it would be difficult to scam people.

At his age, he was lazy.

If he didn't scam, how could he support himself?

Forget it!

Wasn't it just a broken stone statue?

He was just casually lying. Could this stone statue really come back to life and eat him on the spot?

At this thought.

The old man no longer hesitated and said loudly,""If I deliberately maligned this girl.”

"I'll have pus on my face, sores on my feet, and my legs will be broken by a tree when I go out!”

There was a faint reverence in the depths of his heart.

In the end, he did not dare to swear an oath that he would be struck by lightning.

After making the oath, the old man looked at Chu Yue proudly.?

Now, the other party couldn't even explain clearly with eight mouths.

"So, little girl, have you thought it through?”

"Yes, then take me to the hospital and do all the tests you can.”

"This trip is time-consuming, laborious, and will cost a lot of money.”

"Let's settle it privately. Give me 2,000 yuan now and I'll leave immediately.”

He did not care about the disdain of the surrounding crowd.

"Little girl, I suggest you settle this privately," the old man said shamelessly.”

"This is good for everyone."

The noisy crowd quieted down.

Chu Yue looked at him as well. Her small mouth gradually widened, and a look of shock appeared on her pretty face.?

It was as if he had seen an unbelievable scene.

Everyone around them took out their phones and started taking photos.

The old man frowned and snorted coldly,""You're only thinking about taking photos now? Isn't it a little late?"

"I'll leave my words here."

"Either pay up and leave, or don't even think about running!”

However, Chu Yue was no longer angry.

She pointed at the old man and said,"Your face!"

The old man also realized that something was wrong.

An unbearable itch came from his face.

He couldn't help but reach out to grab it.

However, what his fingers touched was a huge bump!

As he scratched, the bulge broke open.

Pus mixed with a foul smell flowed out from inside.

"This, this…"

The old man panicked.

Among the onlookers, a kind-hearted person took out a mirror and asked him to take a look.

The old man snatched the mirror.

In the mirror, four large pustules had unknowingly grown on his face!

Each bulge was the size of a longan.

Most importantly, his skin was still moving.

In just a few seconds.

Another pustule grew out.

The old man was stunned, and the crowd began to whisper.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that there were already seven or eight pustules on his face.

More than half of his face was covered in pustules.

The ticklish feeling almost penetrated deep into his heart and lungs.

Bang!

On the altar.

The small stove trembled.

The flame that was originally only the size of a candle suddenly rose more than two meters high.

The flames burned fiercely, and the old man's face was burned red.

"Hurry up and leave."

"The divine fire is churning. Lord Shing Wong is angry."”

"Ah!"

At this moment, the old man finally let out a terrified cry.

He could not care less about the money.

He stood up and ran out of the temple.

He just wanted to leave this strange place as soon as possible.

However, after taking a few steps, a piercing pain suddenly came from the soles of his feet.

The old man fell to the ground and took off his shoes.

In the end, he realized that there were really a few large sores on his feet!

Pus grew on his face and sores grew on his feet.

The oath came true at this moment!

It wasn't just the old man.

Everyone was stunned.

A few people in special uniforms hurriedly picked up their phones to take photos.

He also recorded everything in detail and sent it to the Ghost Control Bureau.

The old man did not dare to stay any longer.

Enduring the pain in his foot, he rolled and crawled out of the temple.

This place was originally a rural area in the suburbs, so it was surrounded by trees.

On an old tree by the roadside, a withered trunk was swaying.

Just as the old man walked to the tree.

A gust of sandalwood wind suddenly blew from the direction of the Shing Wong Temple.

The old tree swayed back and forth in the wind.

Kacha--

Accompanied by a loud noise, the withered tree trunk finally fell from the crown.

In the end, under everyone's watchful eyes.

It hit the old man's right leg.

Kacha--

The same sound echoed in the air.

The old man's screams echoed throughout the wilderness.

This time, there was no need to pretend to be crippled.

Because he was really crippled!

The crowd became noisy.

In the temple.

Chu Yue stared blankly at the screaming old man outside.

After a few breaths, he slowly turned around and looked at the Shing Wong statue behind the altar.

The tall statue was hidden in the shadows.

A pair of eyes seemed to be watching the people in the temple.

His face was dignified, but there seemed to be a faint smile between his brows.

The old Miaozhu walked over and helped Chu Yue up.

"In the temple, you can't make this oath randomly.”

"Lord Shing Wong saw it all!”

Outside.

The kind-hearted people couldn't bear it and dialed the emergency number.

Soon, the wailing old man was taken away by the ambulance.

No one noticed.

Su Hen, who was wearing the City God's robe, stood at the door.

Looking at the ambulance that was gradually leaving, the corners of his mouth curled into a mischievous smile.

How dare he swear to lie in front of a true City God like him?

In that case, he might as well make his oath come true.

It could also be considered a slight punishment.

After this incident, he believed that this old man would never dare to swear again for the rest of his life.

.........

Zhang Ying's arrival did not change anything.

Jin Ling City was still operating at its original pace.

Song Zhitao stayed in Jinling for a few days. After collecting all the information, he said goodbye and returned to the capital.

He had experienced the old man's blackmail.

Chu Yue was also wearing a small City God pendant around her neck.

This thing was selling like hotcakes in Jinling.

It was already late at night, but Chu Yue was still leaning against the table, revising her homework and writing without stopping.

Although her family was considered rich.

However, not only did Chu Yue not pick up any bad habits, she was even more hardworking than the children from ordinary families.

Just as she was about to stretch herself and rest…

The phone beside the table suddenly rang. The caller ID was Jiang Chuqing.

Chu Yue casually pressed the answer button.

A panicked voice came from the phone.

"Xiaoyue! Save me!"

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