The Taoist priest did not leave. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info may want to come back and accumulate yin virtue for the cold-blooded father. Maybe he felt that it was too miserable to expose the dead baby to the streets, and he couldn't bear it. He walked around for a while, shook his head, and finally turned back the way he came.

In front of the stinking garbage bin, he saw the newborn baby. He couldn't believe his eyes, the baby was smiling at the sight of him, and it was so vibrant that it didn't look like a long-dead fetus.

"Could it be that I miscalculated?!" The Taoist priest hurriedly pinched his fingers again, and after a while, he saw him raise his eyebrows, looking at the baby on the ground, ecstatic. "Haha, adventure, what an adventure. This surnamed Fu threw away the baby and didn't know it, it's really sad, it's a pity. ”

He hurriedly picked up the baby and gently shook it in his arms.

Between them, the baby grabbed the sleeve of the Taoist priest with both hands, and wanted to pull it into his body in the same way.

"Whew! The little one is not small. It took some effort for the Taoist priest to break free from the baby's two powerful little hands. "I know you're hungry, come, go home with the poor and make sure you have enough to eat. ”

As he spoke, the Taoist priest held the baby in his arms, didn't even bother to ask for a pretense, and hurriedly walked in the direction of home.

Al Salin, a small country sandwiched between the North and the South, has only one city in this country. Out of the city, more than 100 miles to the north, is the antique Chinese country [Soul Country]. More than 100 miles to the south, there is the modern and technologically advanced Western-style country [Losara Empire].

As a small country, it can survive in the gap between two large countries by relying on a neutral political attitude and an inclusive immigration policy. The inhabitants of the North and South lived in harmony in Al Salin, and neither of the two great powers wanted to involve their compatriots in the war, so they blessed the small country in disguise.

The whole city of Al Salin is divided into 7 districts, and there is a sentence that concisely introduces the differences between these 7 districts: the east of the poor city, the west of the rich city, and the five districts of Nanshang and Beizheng. The Taoist priest's home was in the east of the city, where the poor and working-class people lived, and there were many homeless homeless people.

In a residential building that looked decades old, the Taoist priest finally brought the baby home. As soon as I opened the door, a sour smell came to my face. Panties and socks that had not been washed for more than ten days were thrown on the floor, and beer cans and lunch boxes were piled up on the table, and a few flies swirled around on them.

However, in addition to the filthy things, there are also some unearthly things in the Taoist priest's house. There are strange symbols drawn on the walls with brushes, and I don't know what their purpose is. There are two large bookcases in the bedroom, which are probably the most valuable items in the room. The bookcase was neatly arranged with all kinds of books, most of which were illustrated books about monsters and demons, and one of them looked a little old, the paper was damp and yellowed and wrinkled.

On the wall above the head of the bed, hung a broad-bladed sword, with a red scabbard engraved with a golden pattern, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a blue and white jade, which seemed to be a good sword rather than an ornament.

The Taoist priest pushed the beer can to the ground, placed the baby on the table, and then walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door and rummaged.

"This doesn't work, it's too spicy. The Taoist priest raised his nose and sniffed the leftovers from last week, shook his head and put it back again. "This one is too salty......"

After searching for a long time, he finally found a few expired ham sausages from the refrigerator and ran back to feed the baby. But no matter how much he feeds it, the baby just won't open his mouth.

The Taoist priest was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and suddenly he remembered the hexagram he had calculated by himself, and an idea flashed in his mind. With a secret luck, the fingers of his right hand easily made a thin cut in the baby's abdomen, and placed the ham sausage on the wound.

I saw that the wound seemed to smell the smell of meat, and it cracked into a larger opening, slowly swallowing the ham sausage into it.

"Stinky boy, eat well or not, but you have to eat like this, Qiye, Qiye!"

Although the Taoist priest was pleased, he couldn't help but sigh for the baby in front of him. Born against the sky, but I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. If you die in the garbage can, although it is miserable, it also saves all kinds of suffering and pain in the world. Let's not talk about birth, old age, sickness and death for the time being, let's just say that the north and the south are fighting and fighting for many years. In addition, the Cultivator Star is full of demons and beasts, and the racial forces are fighting each other, can this child really survive in the world?

Thinking about it, a feeling of exhaustion arose, and the Taoist priest leaned and slept on the dilapidated sofa.

In this way, the Taoist priest, who had never married, began to raise the baby alone. During the day, he went out to set up a stall to tell fortunes, and at night brought back some food to feed him. Sometimes there is no money to buy food, and the child will go hungry for a day. Strange to say, however, the child never seemed to feel pain or helplessness, and even when he was starving, he always had a smile on his face and looked indifferent.

The Taoist priest thought to himself, this child is really easy to support, seeing that he loves to laugh so much, his damn father is surnamed Fu, so it is better to give him a name and call him Fu Yixiao.

The name has grown with him all the way, day after day, year after year, and fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. Fu Yixiao grew up from a baby to a handsome and handsome young man, with long black hair scattered on both sides of his face, a tall nose bridge supporting a casual and uninhibited face, and under the slightly curled eyelashes, a pair of dark and deep eyes glowing with a mysterious color, which looked brighter and more attractive than the big eyes when he was a child.

Even the purple skin, which used to be very ugly, has gradually turned into lilac with age and physique, which is much more pleasing to the eye. If the smiling biological father saw him like this, he would regret that he should not have abandoned him in the first place.

Yixiao also asked the Taoist priest about his life experience, and the Taoist priest bit to death and said that his parents were killed by the demon back then, and it was he who killed the demon and saved him from surviving. Seeing that he didn't believe him, the Taoist priest swore a poisonous oath with his life, and only then did he believe it with a smile.

In fact, it was not that the Taoist priest intended to deceive, but that he had already calculated that his hexagram back then would work, and his smiling father died within a few days after abandoning him. Telling him the truth at this time is nothing more than hurting his heart, and he may not be able to find his relatives, even if he does, will they be able to accept him as a 'monster'?

But the Taoist priest is nearly sixty years old this year, and Fu Yixiao is the age when he loves to play and make trouble, and he is a little powerless to take him after all. What's more, in order to prevent him from harming others, or to prevent others from harming him, the Taoist priest has always adopted the method of captivity, and never let Fu Yixiao go more than three streets away. When he was young, it was okay, but the older he was, the stronger Fu Yixiao's desire to go out for a while.

The Taoist priest knew it was time to separate. So he specially cleaned up the house today, and prepared a large table of dishes for Fu Yixiao.

"Wow, old man, what day is today, preparing so many good dishes?" Fu Yixiao looked at the table full of delicacies, and his mouth watered. "And the Northern Shochu?!This bottle can't be the one you treasure under your bed, right? I want to steal and be beaten by you countless times, why can't you today?"

"Stinky boy, give you something good and so much nonsense, there's leftovers in the fridge, go eat it, this table is my own treat. ”

"Oh no, don't, I'm not talking nonsense, okay? Fu Yixiao poured a sip of wine, touched it with the Taoist priest, and then raised his neck and dried up. "Hey, good wine! No wonder you're so reluctant, it's really good wine!"

The Taoist priest didn't speak, but just used chopsticks to put vegetables in a smile bowl.

"Enough is enough, don't just clip it to me, you can eat it too!"

The Taoist priest didn't seem to hear it, and kept putting vegetables in his bowl.

Fu Yixiao noticed something unusual, he felt that the old man's expression seemed to have a sense of eating this meal without a meal, so he hurriedly grabbed his wrist and asked, "You...... Are you alright?"

The Taoist priest was silent for a while, put down his chopsticks, and said in a serious voice: "Child, it's been fifteen years, and it's been fifteen years since I saved you from the demons. I've been holding it to myself for the past fifteen years, for fear that you'll fall into the hands of the devil again. But I also know that you've always wanted to go out into the world, right?"

"Uh......" Fu Yi scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

"Stinky boy, don't I know you yet, you just don't say that I can count a hexagram, right?" the Taoist priest smiled, stood up and entered the bedroom. After a while, he took out two books and handed them to Fu Yixiao.

I saw that one of them was a hardcover version of the book, and the title of the book was written in gilding: Demon Illustrated Book. Fu Yixiao flipped through it casually, and it talked about the habits, weaknesses and coping methods of many demons from shallow to deep, but most of these demons are low-level demons, the kind that can be solved by a few police officers with guns, it seems that it should be a primer book.

The other is the old, yellowed book in the bookcase, the cover of the book has been torn and the title of the book is invisible, Fu Yixiao looked at the contents inside, only to see that it was a page of hand-drawn illustrations, the illustrations were the movements of a person dancing with a knife, and some strange lines and arrows marked on him. Looks like it should be this knife book.

Before he could smile and ask, the Taoist priest stretched out his other hand behind his back and threw the crimson broad-bladed sword on the wall to him.

"I know what you want to ask, I haven't practiced this sword book either, it was given to me by my father when I was in the Northland, and I have kept it as a souvenir for so many years, and I have never tried to learn it. ”

"Uh, I want to ask, if you give me a knife book, you should give me a knife, how can I give me a sword?"

"Don't? That's fine, I'll save it. ”

"Oh, don't, don't, yes! I didn't say no. Fu Yixiao held the sword in his arms and smirked at the Taoist priest. "Hehe, old man, you're so nice to me. The things at the bottom of the box are all sent to me, thank you. ”

"You have a conscience. The Taoist priest poured himself a glass of wine and tasted it slowly. "Since you kid loves to wander, I'll send you to a place where I can really temper you, finish this meal, rest early, and I'll take you there tomorrow morning. ”

"Can you tell me what the place is?" Fu Yixiao broke a chicken thigh and stuffed it into his mouth, and said hesitantly.

"The Dawn Demon Hunters. ”