This bad old man is very bad, his hands are white, and he has bad intentions.

Grandma died because of me, and I can't sit idly by and let Qingming be hurt.

"Luo Daochang, what do you want to do!"

I lunged over and grabbed the old man's arm.

I know that if I stop her, I may not be able to save Qingming, but if I don't stop her, then she will definitely be killed by Luo Daochang.

"Stinky boy, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, I am for your good, save her from making trouble for you in the future, besides, she is a demon, and it is the duty of the people in my Dao Sect to kill demons!"

The bad old man was right, but I couldn't bear it.

Qingming and I are suffering from the same disease, we have both lost our loved ones, and I can't bear to watch her die.

Although she kept saying that she was going to stew me, I knew that it was all angry talk, and if she really wanted to kill me, she could do it in the Land Temple.

"Luo Daochang, let her go, she hasn't harmed anyone!"

"The kindness of a woman, it will not be a big thing in the future, I calculated that you have a catastrophe, and I specially rushed to block the catastrophe for you, as long as you kill her, everything will be worry-free!"

"I don't care what the calamity is, let her go, I'm willing to bear all the consequences!"

"Grandma died because of you, I don't want you to be pitied, you executioner, don't think that if you let me go, I will be grateful to you, and I will make you pay!"

I pleaded for Qingming, but she didn't appreciate it, and kept saying that she wanted revenge.

I'm quite innocent, I didn't do anything, and I'm more wronged than Dou E.

The bad old man seemed to be moved by what I said, and he dispersed his murderous spirit, took back the copper coin, and smoked a dry cigarette.

Qingming was not stupid, picked up her grandmother's body, and disappeared without a trace at a trot.

When Qingming walked away, I looked at the bad old man very seriously.

"Luo Daochang, I'm sorry for making it difficult for you."

The bad old man laughed, spat out a puff of smoke at me, and patted me on the shoulder, not angry at Qingming's matter.

"Luo Daochang, aren't you angry?"

"What am I angry about, the elderly have to smile often, in order to live a long time, the kindness of a woman, the kindness of a woman, your father did not die in vain, it is worth it!"

The bad old man smiled and walked away smoking a dry cigarette.

I vaguely felt that what he said had something to do with the Mandate of Heaven, but his mouth was very tight, impermeable, and I tried several times, but to no avail.

I went back to the Land Temple, Wang Li had already left, and when I rushed back to Wang's house, she pulled me into her boudoir as soon as possible.

She asked me if I had been to Shilipo and if I had seen a man.

On the way back, I thought that I couldn't tell the truth, so I half-truthed that the man was actually a ghost from a mass grave, and I broke my identity and fled.

Wang Li's frightened face turned pale, and she was fooled, and even lost the bracelet.

Early the next morning, I told Chef Wang about this, and he hurried up the mountain to find Luo Daochang and ask him to go out and take refuge for Wang Li.

Afterwards, Chef Wang didn't break his promise and really taught me a few specialty dishes.

Dongpo meat, squirrel osmanthus fish, a taste of fragrance.

I practiced these three dishes for a month, and finally got the old man's appetite right.

The bad old man was very bad, and he agreed to take me as an apprentice, and also agreed to teach me the art of copper coins, but he had to cook vegetables for him every day.

He called himself Hong Qigong, saying that I was Guo Jing, who was stupid in qualifications, and taught me that I had to get some delicious food to make up for it.

But the cooking in the book is Huang Rong, and I only hate that I don't have this blessing.

Speaking of Huang Rong, I think of the Holy Maiden of the Red River.

She promised to marry me, and she was my wife, but I was not able to protect her.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, I was considered to be the first to start.

The bad old man is very bad, and he has set two rules.

Don't ask the teacher.

Don't say he's my master.

These two are nothing to me, as long as the bad old man teaches me sincerely.

Before he officially learned the arts, the bad old man was rarely serious, and he asked me if I wanted to know about the Children of the Dark Star.

Of course I want to know, the Holy Maiden of the Red River changed her mind because I was the son of the Dark Star, otherwise I would have been eaten by Aunt Zhang in the Red River Broken Temple.

The bad old man smoked dry cigarettes for a long time, and he said that the so-called dark star is also called the magic star.

Dark Star was born on the day of the Nine Stars Alignment, reincarnation once every two hundred years, and all children born on that day were all children of Dark Star.

The Children of the Dark Star are demonic, strongly stimulated, and easily fall into demons.

Once the dark star becomes a demon, a murderous and bloodthirsty demon god will be born.

At that time, the lives of the world will be devastated, the blood will flow like a river, and the corpses will be everywhere.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in the righteous path of the world, once the son of the dark star is discovered, no matter whether he becomes a demon or not, no matter how big it is, he will be killed, leaving no room for life.

The last time the dark star became a demon occurred when the Ming Dynasty was established, more than 600 years ago.

The bad old man said that my life was not good, and on the day of the Nine Stars Alliance, he went to my house as a guest, nominally to see me, but in fact he wanted to kill me.

Later, my mother saw the clue and begged bitterly, but the bad old man was soft-hearted and didn't start.

The bad old man said that if he doesn't do it, it's hard to guarantee that others won't do it, and if you want me to grow up safely, the best way is to change my life for me.

My dad stole a wisp of destiny at the suggestion of the bad old man, in fact, he changed my life for me.

However, although I stole the destiny of heaven, it does not change the fact that I am the child of the dark star, but I have an extra life in my body that can hide my identity.

As for what this wisp of destiny is, the bad old man actually said that he didn't know either, his Dao was not deep enough to peek into the Dao of Heaven, otherwise he would end up with his grandmother.

I believe he's a ghost, this bad old man is very bad.

He knew it and wouldn't say it.

After figuring out the matter of the Children of the Dark Star, I couldn't help but think of the Red River Saintess again.

I asked the bad old man what the relationship between the Holy Maiden of the Red River and the Son of the Dark Star was, and why she heard that I was the Son of the Dark Star, and would rather let go of the demon than save me.

Demons are also demons, although they are not as good as dark stars becoming demons, but the harm is not small, otherwise Liu Bowen would not have enabled the Demon Sealing Array back then.

The bad old man said that he had never been in love in his life and didn't understand the thoughts of his daughter's family, so he asked me to ask the Holy Maiden of the Red River myself in the future.

The old man is very good-looking, he doesn't understand women, I really don't believe it.

Although the old man is a lot worse, I have to admit that he is a good master.

He not only taught me the art of Tiangang copper coins, but also taught me to look at physiognomy and feng shui, but unfortunately I can see through others, but not myself.

Tiangang copper money technique is the peerless science of Tiangang Daomen, which is said to be created by Yuan Tiangang, the god of the Tang Dynasty, containing the power of heaven and earth, and is indestructible.

My dad only learned the fur and only knew how to drive copper coins.

I studied art from the bad old man, from summer to winter, and from winter to spring, for more than half a year, and finally learned and succeeded.

The bad old man said that I have a good understanding, and in time, I will become a great weapon.

I'm not alone at all these days, and every time I practice, a white figure stands not far away to accompany me.

I know she's Qingming, and I know what she wants to do.

The seeds of hatred have been planted and will not dissipate so quickly, unless she can learn cooking skills from Chef Wang and hone her heart like me.

It was only at this moment that I understood the good intentions of the bad old man.

He asked me to learn to cook, not only to satisfy my mouth, but also because he wanted to calm my emotions, he was afraid that I would be swayed by hatred and become a demon.

I have to say that this trick is very useful.

Time flashed back to summer, and the bad old man said that I had left the school, and he had nothing to teach me for the time being.

What is temporary, it means that he is still hiding his selfishness.

But it doesn't matter, it's time to make a break with the demons.

I want to find the Holy Maiden of the Red River, she can be at the disposal of the demons for me, and I can also go to the soup for her.

A year ago, I had nothing, and now, I have the strength to fight.

The bad old man didn't stop me, he just emphasized a few points.

I can't say that he is my master.

It can't be said where he's hiding.

I can't tell anyone about my birthday.

Before leaving, the bad old man touched another token and gave it to me.

He said that walking the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to encounter difficulties, if you really encounter big trouble, when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, take out the token.

The token is very light, and the back is engraved with the god Vajra, which is lifelike and solemn.

In the middle of the front is written the word Heavenly Master, and there are four small characters on each side.

Command the world, don't dare to disobey, that's how to force.

I'm not polite, I accepted the token and left the temple.

To be honest, I'm still a little reluctant.

I don't know what he thinks about getting along with the bad old man for more than a year, at least I not only think of him as a master, but also as a grandfather.

Before leaving, I also planned to go to Bailu Village to say goodbye to Wang Li.

This year, she was very busy, married, pregnant, counting the days, almost giving birth.

I arrived at half past eight in the evening, and before I could enter the door, I heard a cry in the courtyard.

I felt that the situation was not good, so I rushed in.

The room was in a mess, Wang Li was lying at the head of the bed, her face was black, her lower body was bleeding nonstop, her anger was like a gossamer, her husband fell to his knees, helpless, completely frightened.

Chef Wang was so busy making phone calls that he couldn't even grasp his mobile phone.

What shocked me even more was that Wang Li's bedside had a handful of white hair.