Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Wang Mansion, in Butler Wang's room.

A silver-haired old man was lying on the brocade couch, his expression calm, and there was no such calmness as the rise and fall of his chest.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the closed door and window, and a stream of black smoke poured in from the gap in the door. It transformed into a human-shaped smoke and then poured into the mouth, nose and seven orifices of the silver-haired old man like a long whale sucking water.

In an instant, the old man slowly opened his eyes, a look of resentment flashed across his eyes.

"Damn Niubi, I really thought you were a fool, and I almost let you fool me."

His name is the Wutong Demon, and he is an evil spirit that was born by chance by converging the desires of people and the resentment of heaven and earth.

He does not cultivate good deeds in his life, but only loves his benevolent (ren) wife and makes him angry.

A week ago, as part of his routine, he went out to collect news. He accidentally saw Mrs. Wang who had gone out of the city to offer incense to the old lady. He was shocked for a moment.

It's true that every part of his body is in his aesthetic point.

Love it, love it.

The moment he met Mrs. Wang, he felt that the people he had collected in the past were all crooked melons and cracked jujubes.

If the object of his previous collection was whole grains, then Mrs. Wang was interested in white-flour steamed buns.

However, he, the Wutong Demon, has no culture and relies solely on lying to make his way around the world.

The day he met Mrs. Wang, he muttered ninety-nine sentences in succession to himself.

As a result, his true body transformed into a statue, waiting on Mrs. Wang's only way back to the city.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off. After basking in the sun for a long time, he finally found the goddess he had longed for.

It was an autumn day, and the wind was so lingering that it rolled up the fiery red maple leaves on the ground and flew into the sky.

Also flying into the sky was his heart.

Mrs. Wang is dressed in a white shirt, with her curvaceous figure, those breasts, the embroidered shoes on her lotus feet, those white socks, and that perfect waist-to-hip ratio, it’s just damn X99.

On this day, for the first time in his life, Wutong Mo, who never liked studying, came up with the idea of ​​enrolling himself in a private school.

It’s true that when the words are used, I will hate them less.

Isn't it disrespectful to a beautiful woman to be so uneducated?

Seeing the statue of the god on the roadside, Mrs. Wang, who was leaning on the luxurious shoulder carriage carried by four people, ordered the man to stop. She walked over like a willow in the wind, laid three sticks of incense on him, and made a wish that the old lady would be happy soon. The desire to get better.

He can't save people.

Mrs. Wang, he likes her again.

What should he do?

Serve cold.

There is nothing difficult about this matter.

Because he is evil.

You can't be as moral as others.

Morality is nothing but something invented by human beings to restrain themselves and has no control over them.

So he followed Mrs. Wang back to the palace under the carriage, and conveniently ate the brains of the old housekeeper in the palace that day and lurked down.

night.

The smoke takes shape.

Under his threat of "Madam, you don't want me to kill everyone in the palace", he lived a fairy life for several days.

If I had to use two words to describe the taste, it would be holy shit~

If I use three words to describe it.

That's it.

To the cloud~

"Hey, it's a pity that the good times don't last long." The silver-haired old man in the room had a lonely look on his face.

Mrs. Wang was dishonest two days ago and invited a white-haired Taoist priest to come and say that she was attending the funeral of the old lady.

Can he still understand Mrs. Wang's thoughts? He just hopes to find someone with strong magical power to see through his trap and save her and the lives of the people in the palace.

Although Mrs. Wang did not dare to speak out, he could still clearly see what was in her heart.

For example, she had always liked to wear white clothes, but for the first time she wore red clothes when the old lady was seriously ill. She just wanted to attract the attention of the Taoist priests with her abnormal behavior and detect her hidden message for help.

But all this is doomed to be in vain.

His Wutong Demon is naturally good at concealing his true form and possessing people. As long as he doesn't do anything, no one will be able to see through his behavior unless he is a practitioner who is ten times more powerful than him.

In the small town of Ping'an, there is absolutely no one with such a level of cultivation.

But even so, he still punished Mrs. Wang severely for this.

During the punishment, a good-looking little maid seemed to be heard outside the door and ran away.

Hehe, it seems more exciting.

Putting back his confused thoughts, the Wutong Demon rubbed his brow with his thumb a little irritably.

"Now things are getting a little troublesome. It's better to stop picking up news recently and be more careful. I didn't expect that the Taoist Taoist in front of me has such sharp senses."

"That rude man usually doesn't show any vitality and goes silent. Once it starts operating, it's terrifying, like a furnace."

"Even if I confront you, I'm afraid I won't be able to get any favors from you. It would be terrible if I start to delay and draw the attention of the Zhen'an Secretary for a long time."

"Fortunately I am a fast runner tonight."

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taken action tonight, just to alert the enemy."

"But don't worry too much. As long as I lurk again and endure it for a while, Mrs. Wang will still have to obey me."

"It is absolutely impossible for anyone in this Ping'an County to see through my hidden secrets."

Wutong Demon said to himself.

If the lives of everyone in the palace were not threatened, and given the strong character of Mrs. Wang, she would definitely rather die than submit.

Wu Tong Mo likes not only her appearance, but also her temperament.

Quite interesting.

He really loves Mrs. Wang, otherwise with Mrs. Wang's crazy little moves to test his bottom line (disco), he would have secretly betrayed everyone in the palace and run away.

However, that’s as far as it goes.

If he makes another extraordinary move, he will definitely kill someone and run away.

He is still very clear about beauty and his own wealth and life.

You can pretend to be compared, but you can’t go too far~

That beauty is also very discerning and knows where her bottom line is.

After his thoughts were settled, Butler Wang, or Wutong Demon, suddenly relaxed. He opened the window, opened the title page of a book in the pure white moonlight, and started reading.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the large characters on the title page of the book appeared in detail.

Impressively written "The Biography of Cao Aman"

This is a vernacular novel with ups and downs of the plot and the protagonist's behavior, which is quite to his liking.

It is not difficult to read, and it is just suitable for his educational level as a private school graduate.

After several days of reading, he felt that his cultural level had improved slightly, but it made him a little uneasy.

It was because of this tonight that the book made him feel uneasy, so he couldn't help but move towards a pretty little maid.

He thought that as long as he acted carefully, no one would notice him even if he made a move, but he didn't expect that the young and reckless Taoist priest who couldn't even compete with Taoist Bai He was the real person without showing his face.

What? Do you think he didn't see Mrs. Wang tonight?

It's simple, because he has never played this before.

Your family eats meat every day without having a bite of side dishes~

Who knew it would almost turn over?

After gathering his will and cutting off his distracting thoughts, Wutong Demon began to read attentively under the moonlight. He nodded frequently when he saw the wonderful points, and from time to time he picked a peanut from the plate next to him and put it into his mouth.

He, the Wutong Demon, loves reading books.

He also gave himself a personal name, Cao Kun, which is the same name as the protagonist of the novel.