Infernal Artist

Both groups left the restaurant.

In order to protect each other, they even deliberately walked in the opposite direction to each other.

A while passed.

After confirming that nothing happened, Liu Ping let out a sigh of relief.

It was so dangerous just now.

If the two sides really fight, this town is likely to attract attention.

At this time, perhaps a card master is entering the world of practice, looking for the 'Nightmare Walker'.

It must not attract attention.

good.

Finally persuaded them all to leave.

Liu Ping looked into the void in front of him, only to see lines of small words standing there:

"You activated the mysterious skill: Beginner."

"You have designated everyone on site as 'first performers' and selected the effect: forgetting the words."

"You start to consume spiritual stones, the amount is..."

Liu Ping's heart ached when he saw the words "consuming spiritual stones" and he couldn't bear to look down.

He turned his head suddenly and saw a person appearing on the street.

That bald man.

His true form was a tiger demon. After everyone left, he turned back and entered the restaurant again.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"Demon King—isn't she in any danger?" the bald man asked worriedly.

"No, she is very good. She is investigating the matter of Gua Sheng back then. If there are any problems, she has the backup plan to solve them." Liu Ping said.

"That's good. We won't look for her for the time being. We will go back to the tribe and wait for her to come back." The bald man let out a sigh of relief.

He stood up to leave, but was stopped by Liu Ping.

"I've been out on a mission for a long time, and I'm not sure about some things. I need to ask you." Liu Ping said.

"Please speak," the bald man said.

"I remember - our demon race is concluding an armistice agreement with the human race, and we want to return to a situation of peaceful coexistence. Why are there still constant frictions now?" Liu Ping asked.

"There are too many reasons. For example, those monsters that can possess the dead are causing trouble. For example, the demon saint and the human saint both say that the war cannot stop. Of course, the most important one is the fight between Jiuyou and Taishang." The bald man said.

"The dispute between Jiuyou and Taishang?" Liu Ping asked curiously.

"Hundreds of years ago, Taishang's way was an orthodox practice, and Jiuyou's method couldn't compare with it. Therefore, although evil demons and heretics existed, they did not dare to fight against the authentic Taoism for fear of being destroyed by the Taoism - you know this, right? ?" said the bald man.

"Of course I know this. What do you want to say?" Liu Ping nodded.

The bald man showed a look of fascination and said loudly: "The demon clan that practices the Nine Netherworld has been oppressed for countless years. Suddenly one day, a stunningly talented and beautiful demon master appeared. With his own strength, he After Jiuyou's method has been supplemented, making it comparable to the Taishang's method, our demon clan will no longer be willing to live under the Taoist sect, and the war will begin."

"..." Liu Ping.

"The demon master has done many things, each of which is enough to shock the world, but he never reveals his identity. No one knows which clan of demon he is."

"In the era started by him, the demons who practice the Nine Netherworld's method finally understand that their destiny can be changed."

"The last time the Lord of the Demonic Way appeared was when he rescued the human Trigram Saint on the battlefield. No one knows why he did this - in short, he disappeared since then." The bald man said.

"..." Liu Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's a pity that his name was hidden by heaven and lost to the world. We and others want to pay homage to him, but we can't find his name or image." The bald man said regretfully.

Liu Ping sighed: "If he knew that it would trigger a war between good and evil for countless years, I guess he would never make those Taoist secrets about Jiuyou public to the world."

"He did the right thing." The bald man said.

"Correct?" Liu Ping said.

The bald man looked directly at him, his eyes bright and said: "Do we, the demon clan, deserve to be oppressed by the human race all our lives? Do we deserve to be the human race's weapon refining materials? The beautiful women in our clan must become the human race's concubines. ?Why?"

Liu Ping fell into silence.

"The Lord of the Demonic Way has given us hope to resist our fate. In short, we are always grateful to him." The bald man said.

He stood up, hugged Liu Ping's fists, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

"What he said is quite good." Yana whispered.

"Is he right?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course - I mean, it's very sad to be bullied and unable to resist. I think the demon master did the right thing." Yana said.

"But the war broke out, and more and more people died." Liu Ping said.

"When the beating hurts, peace will come. When their strengths are equal, they can learn to respect each other." Yana said lightly.

"But now this world belongs to the gods." Liu Ping said.

"Yes, if the gods don't stop, the war will continue." Andrea said unhappily.

"——Even if the master of the demonic path is resurrected, there is nothing he can do about this situation. This is already a world belonging to the gods." Yana said.

Liu Ping fell into silence.

For a while.

He sighed, walked out of the restaurant, came to the end of the street, squatted down and carefully inspected the situation of the team leader.

The blow just now was a bit harsh.

The team leader's life is not in danger, but he is still in a coma.

Liu Ping helped him up and carried him back to the restaurant.

For the rest of the time, Liu Ping stood at the door of the restaurant, quietly meditating.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a colorful cloud came from the sky.

Someone chanted in the cloud:

“The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.

Wandering away from worldly pleasures by mistake leads to confusion and confusion.

The ninety-six saint kings have empty names in the clouds. "

Liu Ping stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

The next second, the colorful clouds slowly fell and turned into an old man with gray hair and childish face.

The old man looked like an immortal, walked into the restaurant with a smile and said: "Waiter, do you have a seat?"

"Yes, please sit over here." Liu Ping came up and said.

"Well, you are such an imposing and handsome boy, how do you look like a waiter in a shop?" The old man looked at Liu Ping and said.

"I'm just a waiter. Sir, what would you like to eat?" Liu Ping said with a smile.

"Why do you need to ask such a common thing? I haven't heard the smoke and smoke of the world for many years." The old man said.

"Sir, you look like you have a good status. Please order a few dishes." Liu Ping advised.

"I am a free traveler, and I don't want to eat the taste of the human world." The old man said.

"Drink some wine?" Liu Ping asked.

"Wine can mess up your sex, it's not a good thing, don't drink it, don't drink it," the old man said.

"Then I'll serve you some fruit plate refreshments?" Liu Ping said.

"It's even more unnecessary. Everything you do in this world is vulgar. Don't contaminate my Taoist heart." The old man said.

"It's not good for you to do this." Liu Ping wondered.

"Why?" the old man asked curiously.

"If you have not reached the minimum consumption in this store, you cannot occupy a seat at will." Liu Ping explained sincerely.

The old man's expression froze.

"That's all, if you don't want to sit down, you won't sit down. I still have something to do -"

He looked across the street outside the restaurant.

——The door is not open on the other side.

The old man sighed and sat down on the chair again, his expression becoming more otherworldly.

I finally got out and had a good time, but am I going to go all out in vain?

The old man slapped the table and said calmly: "Then let's have eight meat and eight vegetarian dishes and sixteen dishes. Chicken, duck, fish, beef, pig, egg, milk are indispensable. It's best to have exotic seafood. Vegetarian dishes don't have to pay much attention to them. All are in season. One portion, then serve a bucket of rice, a pot of Nuerhong, a pot of Shaoduozi, and a pot of rice wine. The Erhong needs to be hot, the Shaoduo needs to be cold, and the rice wine should be chilled in the well until I finish the meal - —If there’s not enough food, I’ll add more later.”

Liu Ping: "Are you treating me today?"

"No, I'll eat alone."

"...Okay, please wait a moment."

Liu Ping turned around and left.

Li Changxue hadn't come yet, but her master came first.

Li Changxue is a true disciple of the Qingming Sect and a true swordsman, and has become a swordsman.

In the end, her master was only good at this?

Liu Ping went to the back kitchen to order the dishes, and immediately several chefs started to work, and the whole kitchen was busy.

When Liu Ping turned back, he saw another person in the restaurant.

It was a guest wearing a hat and robe.

Demon King Zhao Chanyi!

Why did she come back to the restaurant?

Liu Ping's brows twitched, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "This guest, please take a seat."

The Demon King found a table, sat down majestically, tilted his chin and said: "Servant, serve me tea."

Liu Ping glared at her coldly and said via voice:

——You told me something was wrong here, why are you back again? Do you know that you are lucky to be wearing a bamboo hat, otherwise the old man over there would definitely have a fight with you.

The white-haired old man from the Demon Dynasty glanced at it, shook his head disdainfully, clapped his hands on the table, and said through a message:

——I only found out the information about your master after a narrow escape. How dare you talk to me like this?

"Please wait a moment, sir, the tea will be here soon!" Liu Ping smiled and ran to pour the tea.

Soon.

A pot of tea was brought over, filled, and placed in front of the guest in the bamboo hat with both hands.

"The Demon King is the most popular cat demon in the world. It takes no effort to search for information. Can you let me know?" Liu Ping lowered his head and said.

——This cat likes to be praised the most, and once it is praised, there is no limit to it.

really.

Under the bamboo hat, those beautiful eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Well, the tea is good, and so is your waiter. This money is for you!"

The man in a hat said roughly.

She threw a silver ingot on the table casually, rolled a few times, and stopped firmly in front of Liu Ping.

"Thank you for the reward, uncle!"

Liu Ping collected the money and said to the old man at the other table, "Please sit down for a while and I'll order the dishes."

He returned to the back hall, held the silver in his hand, and felt it for a while.

really.

There is a jade slip hidden in this silver.