Liu Laodao put the last slice of beef sauce into his mouth, then drank the wine in the wine glass in one go. Then he wiped his mouth, took off a little meat from his white beard, and sat upright.

Li Yun looked at the dishes on the table and asked him, "Don't you eat anything more?"

The old man shook his head and looked at him straight: "I'm done. I'm full."

"The Mu Nanju dish over there is actually really good." Li Yunxin sighed, "If you are really full, I will say it. I'm afraid this is the last good meal you'll have."

The old Taoist tensed his face and carefully pondered his expression.

Li Yunxin spread his hands: "Stop watching. It's not a joke. This matter...it's a long story. Some of it can be told to you, and some of it is my personal privacy. I'll pick up what you can hear, but if you don't understand, you will automatically make up for it."

The old Taoist was unable to fully understand certain words in Brother Xin'er's words, so he just nodded. He knew that the other party had something important to tell him. Before he could say it, he had a good meal and some wine.

The old Taoist felt that things seemed to be a bit serious.

"Things have to start that night."

"That night, I was chased by two mentally retarded..."

It was afternoon when Li Yunxin started talking. The sun shone in the small pond in the yard, the lotus leaves were almost transparent, and the shadows were reflected at the bottom of the pond.

When he was about to finish speaking, it was already dark. The last bit of sunlight lingers in the northeast corner of the yard, and sees smoke from cooking not far away. The aroma of food began to float in the air, and occasionally women in the back street laugh at their disobedient children.

There was a cloud of fire in the sky, golden yellow, like a whole mountain carved of topaz.

On such an ordinary spring evening, in such a human-filled environment, the old Taoist heard Li Yunxin finally say: "He didn't dream in the afternoon. He saw the Ninth Young Master, and then was shocked. He came here, and... he couldn't say when he would come to the door. If you are afraid, you can move out first."

Old Dao Liu sat at the stone table for a while, not sure if he was shocked by this incident or was already scared.

A big monster who cannibalizes people actually exists.

And... they will come to the door.

According to Xin Ge'er, although he is a human being, his human nature is almost gone...

Seeing that he couldn't wake up for a while, Li Yunxin stood up and broke a bamboo leaf to play.

Liu Laodao's reaction is easier to understand. People in this world know that there are practitioners, and they imagine them as mysterious. Even if they are like Congyunzi and Park Nanzi who can be seen in the city often, ordinary people will think about it - maybe at night, the immortal master will escape thousands of miles away to kill demons and eliminate demons?

In his former world, something unexplained happened for a while, people talked about aliens and secret experiments of the government.

But in this world, if something unusual happens, there is only one explanation for mystery.

People also believe in ghosts and demons.

The number of ghosts and monsters is definitely greater than that of monks, but fewer than that of humans. Ordinary people build cities, cultivate fields, recuperate, and establish their own dynasties, and become more prosperous. So the demons gradually retreat into the more remote mountains and forests. Occasionally, those with high magic powers mingle in the world, whether good or evil, leaving behind many legends.

But after all, it's just a legend - the demons won't come to the city and stand on the street and say to everyone that I'm an alien and come and see it. Therefore, people believe that there is this thing... Most people may not see it in their lifetime.

Or maybe I saw it, or even lived together, but I had no way of knowing it.

So Li Yunxin could understand Liu Laodao's mood - the thing in the legend appeared in the most realistic way. This means a huge impact and unreality for every mortal.

After a while, the old man said, "Don't leave."

Li Yunxin turned around and said, "Oh"?

"No." The old Taoist reached out to grab the wine, and had to take the cup first. After thinking about it, he took the wine pot directly. He lifted the lid and drank it, wiped off the water droplets on his beard, and said, "Hey, I, my old Taoist, have been in this Dragon King Temple for a lifetime. Now Brother Xin, you are here again, and you have taught me so many things. Although you don't say it, I am embarrassed to call me, but in fact, Brother Xin, you are my second master."

"I'm leaving now. I'm sorry for my mentor first, and then, I'm sorry for you, brother Xin. I won't leave. I was so old that I could live at this age. How long can I live? I'm here even if I die, and I won't leave."

It was getting darker and the bamboo forest became darker. Li Yunxin looked at him with bright eyes: "I really don't leave? I might die."

The old Taoist took another sip of wine, waved his hand, and the sleeves of the robe rustled in the wind, and felt a little bold: "Don't inspire me by brother Xin. I know that your past is definitely not simple... Well... I saw you kill someone today, and I killed me, well, I'm really frightened, I just think you are going to become a demon!"

He leaned his other hand on his thigh, drank all the wine in the wine pot, and slapped on the table: "Then I thought again, "Hmm? Are you not good to me?" Qiao Wang, Qiao Liu, Qiao Jiaming, are all pickled things that are worse than pigs and dogs! This kind of thing, um... I'll kill it if you kill it!"

His body swung back and forth with his words: "I...ah, I've been cowardly for most of my life. My old man Liu, this time, I must follow Brother Xin, um..."

With a thump, he fell to the ground.

There were four pots of Mu Nanchun in the food box of Mu Nanju, and he drank them all.

Li Yunxin sighed, walked to him, raised his foot and kicked his leg that was still on the stone bench so that he could lie more comfortable. Then he squatted down and looked at Liu Laodao carefully.

A gray beard with a ravine gullies on the face. Her skin is loose and shiny, and even faint age spots appear on her neck. This is an image of an old man who has been tortured by life for decades in this era.

But just like this... the cowardly and afraid of trouble has been with him for so many days.

I didn't even hate him.

Even...

Li Yun looked at him in a daze. After watching for a long time, he reached out and pulled a chopstick from the stone table on one side.

He wiped the chopsticks on the old Taoist body, and with a slight force on his finger, he broke it. The sharp broken mouth was shining with a glimmer of light in the light of the just arrived night because of the unwiped oil.

Li Yunxin pressed the tip against the old Taoist's neck.

This is a quarter of an hour...

He stood up and threw half of the chopsticks aside.

"snort."

"An old man."

His voice sounded in the courtyard, which seemed particularly clear.

Because of the sound of insects, they disappeared.

Li Yunxin's body suddenly froze slightly. He stood there, remained silent for a while, then slowly walked forward for two steps and turned back.

Behind him, a man in white clothes and with a handsome face far better than him, grinned and showed a charming smile.

"You're still so interesting."

"Little guy."
Chapter completed!