This is an unfair statement.
When have I ever seen him without being respectful, I can't talk about showing him any courtesy, right?
Forget it, this is not important.
"What mission are you talking about?"
"You escort the Python Immortal to enlightenment, and the Python Immortal can help our Hui family. This is your mission."
When I heard this, I almost had brain congestion.
It's that snake again!
But there is still an unexplainable mystery in this matter.
"Then why did you keep helping me in the first place?"
Liu Haigang sneered: "You're asking too much."
"The last one, never ask again."
Liu Haigang spread his hands: "Of course it's to keep you alive. If you die, who will do the rest?"
This reason is so refreshing and refined.
The reason why the co-author won't let me die is because I still have some use.
I nodded slightly, keeping Liu Haigang's face in my eyes.
"Okay, from beginning to end, you all wear the same pair of pants. I'm the only fool, right?"
"Since I dare to tell you, I am not afraid of your revenge. You are just a Taoist priest who has lost his Taoist credentials."
I didn't respond to him anymore and turned around and went upstairs.
Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.
You have joined forces to cause me such harm, and if I don’t pay it back, I will feel sorry for myself!
When I got to the second floor, I lay in bed and couldn't sleep.
Liu Haigang's words were all in my mind. I never imagined that I would become a knife for others without even realizing it.
The most important thing is that what I achieved was actually the evil cultivator that I hated the most.
Not long after, the sound of mahjong played again downstairs.
I was usually very quiet at night, and the sound of mahjong seemed particularly harsh.
In addition, my mind has been in a mess, and the anger is rising at the moment.
I got out of bed again, opened the door and cursed below.
"Liu Haigang, don't be such a disgusting person!"
However, the mahjong sound did not stop because of my anger, it still clattered so leisurely.
I ran straight down in twos and twos, running towards the figure in front of the table and photographing him.
Oh shit.
I have nothing to do with your old immortal for a while. I can't beat you anymore?
"Bang!"
This time I hit him firmly on the shoulder, and then raised my hand to lift him up.
But no matter how hard I try, my bangs won't move at all.
It looked like my butt was welded to the stool.
Indeed, the bangs are as strong as a bear, but he cannot sit so firmly.
Suddenly, I felt like something was watching me.
I suddenly looked up and saw a particularly blurry figure sitting across from me.
This shadow seemed to be made of smoke. There was only an outline, and the facial features could not be seen clearly.
Only then did I realize that the person in front of me was the real owner, Zhao Daxing!
"Squeak."
The moment I was stunned, the chair behind me made a tooth-piercing sound. I bent my legs and sat down directly.
"Hehehe."
The one who laughed was Liu Haigang. His voice was muffled, and his whole body seemed to be resonating when he laughed.
I glanced sideways and saw that the corner of his mouth had been sewn shut with needle and thread, and the dark red blood stained the white cotton thread.
When I looked down again, I saw two goblets placed at Liu Haigang's feet. The blood-red liquid in the glasses exuded a strong smell of blood.
My eyes were opened.
In the past, Taoist priests used this kind of thing to restrain evil spirits. I never thought that one day evil spirits would be able to defeat Taoist priests.
"Sit down and don't think about getting up."
Zhao Daxing's tone was very calm, and I clearly felt a lifting force under my feet.
I looked down again, and two cups of dirty blood also appeared at my feet.
I glanced back, and the fat on Liu Haigang's face was trembling, and beads of sweat were falling down.
Now, I finally understand.
No wonder his old immortal refused to show up to help. It was because of these two cups of blood.
As long as there is anything with magic in the world, there is no one who is not afraid of this thing.
Liu Haigang was already tall, but now he put his two big feet on the thin goblet, as if he were walking on stilts.
As long as he staggered a little, the blood would be splashed on him.
At that time, at least the old immortal will leave him, at worst, the old immortal will be scrapped together.
These two cups of blood suppressed him to death.
