C166 He's like a dog

He's like a dog

Death was just like before, so close to the eyebrows, it caused the entire Taoist Xuanqing to be horrified.

He could feel his life force being sucked away, slowly flowing out of his body, and what made him even more alarmed was that he felt that the decades of training in the art of photography were starting to drop bit by bit.

The most important thing about a grandmaster was his cultivation base. Moreover, even if his body was severely injured, as long as his cultivation was still there, he would be able to arrange a recuperation formation or Feng Shui department, and sooner or later, his body would be able to return to its original state. However, without his cultivation, he would be reduced to an ordinary person.

He no longer relied on anything in the past, nor did he make others fear him or respect his origin. This was the most tragic of them all.

"No!" Feeling the Yin Energy that was already close to his body, Taoist Xuanqing's face turned ashen, his lips trembling as he muttered.

But if talking could solve the problem, how could there be so many contradictions in this world? Taoist Xuanqing's mental state had completely collapsed at the moment. His phase change cultivation had gradually faded, and his entire person had slowly aged along with the loss of his cultivation. His head of silver hair had lost its former luster, and he looked even worse off than the ordinary seniors.

As though he had fallen into an abyss, Taoist Xuanqing did not have the courage and strength to struggle anymore. Even the fear and panic in his heart had completely disappeared, leaving him at a loss.

He didn't expect that even if he was beaten to death, he had originally planned to use his Baleful Yin Force to disturb Lin Bai's consciousness and control him. However, right now, his entire body was being controlled, and the incoming Yin energy was countless times more powerful than the one he emitted. In an instant, it enveloped him, and under the attack of the Yin energy, he had completely lost the courage to resist.

In the end, it was still because he didn't know how high the sky was and how arrogant he was that he thought that he was only careless in his failure. However, he didn't expect that the difference between Lin Bai and himself was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Even if he found out the truth under his panic, it was already too late. Everything had no meaning, he had already become a fish on the chopping block, and he could only allow Lin Bai to command the meat.

The noise within the house was extremely loud. When the little Daoist who had been serving the Taoist Xuanqing outside heard the commotion, he hurriedly opened the door and rushed in, wanting to see what was happening inside. However, after taking a glance inside, he was shocked, and then his eyelids could not help but twitch.

Taoist Xuanqing was sweating profusely and his face was pale as a sheet. His body seemed to be sitting on a block of ice, trembling nonstop. The most frightening thing was that his body seemed to be restrained by someone, and he was still moving, but he couldn't move at all. He could only sit cross-legged in a strange position.

"You also have today? Aren't you a real person? Aren't you a living immortal? How did you become like this?!" The little Daoist looked at Taoist Xuanqing's face and raised his head to laugh. His eyes were filled with hatred and contempt.

This little Daoist boy was adopted by the Taoist Xuanqing from an orphanage. When he was adopted, the little Daoist boy saw that the old thing had a kind look on his face, but he did not expect to live a life that was as hot as boiling water after he came back. Not only did he not serve anyone, he would be beaten and scolded whenever there was a problem with it, and from time to time, he would even be ordered by this old thing to not eat.

Taoist Xuanqing looked at the little Daoist in front of him, a spark of hope flashed past his eyes. He bit his lips and said with a trembling voice: "Save me, as long as you help me up from this place, I will give you all of my savings. I beg you, help me!"

"Begging me?!" When I begged you to give me a bowl of rice to eat, why didn't you give it to me?! You're begging me now, do you think I'll pull you up from this place?! " The young Daoist looked at Taoist Xuanqing and laughed coldly.

Taoist Xuanqing said: "I beg you, on the account that I raised you to such a large extent, to help me. Even if you don't care about this favor, on account that you saved me, I can give you a huge sum of money. Please help me!"

"You raised me this big?! Otherwise, I would have already been beaten to death by an old thing like you. You think I don't know what you think of me, but you think I'm your slave, so you want to raise me so that I have someone to use it on you. Let me tell you, I've had enough now! " The little Daoist scolded.

Speaking of which, Taoist Xuanqing knew that this little Daoist would definitely not help him, so he looked at the little Daoist and scolded sternly: "I should have known that you were an ungrateful little thing. When I brought you back, I should have immediately buried you to death in the pond, and I shouldn't have allowed you to live so long!"

"Old thing, you finally spoke the truth!" Let me tell you, now that you want to soak me to death, it's impossible for you to do so. But grandfather, I can let you have a taste of what it means to be humiliated, to feel wronged, to feel that the heavens shouldn't, to feel that the world isn't right! " After the little Daoist sneered, he stretched out his hand and tore off his belt!

"What are you doing?!" Taoist Xuanqing looked at the little dao boy's actions, his face was filled with shock, and he clenched his fists as he asked the little dao boy.

The little Daoist boy chuckled and walked a few steps in front of Taoist Xuanqing. Then, he took off his belt and fished out his little brother. He turned on the faucet, and a fishy stream of water rushed towards Taoist Xuanqing's face.

"Grandpa, what I want to do, I want to do this. Aren't you being awesome, didn't you not let me eat? Didn't you love to be clean? I'll let you have a taste of my grandpa's Bejewelled Nectar Elixir now!" The little Daoist looked at Taoist Xuanqing and laughed out loud. He even turned the dragon head in his hand and aimed it at Taoist Xuanqing's head.

Taoist Xuanqing looked at the little Daoist's sinister face with both hatred and shock, his heart filled with resentment. Back then, it was merely a crow that pulled on his dao crown, causing him to feel extremely depressed. He punished this little Daoist to not be able to eat for an entire day, not to mention now, there was a puddle of hot, fishy urine on his face.

"Old thing, I don't feel comfortable at all. Grandpa here is a genuine child urinating, it is a great tonic. I think you should open your mouth and drink a few mouthfuls, otherwise it would be such a waste!" The little Daoist said as he looked at Taoist Xuanqing's face.

Daoist Xuan Qing was silent. At this moment, his face was completely filled with urine, and the strong stench of urine coming from the tip of his nose made him feel nauseous. Staring at the little Daoist boy's appearance, Taoist Xuanqing's heart was filled with hatred.

When a tiger falls to the plain, being bullied by a dog. Taoist Xuanqing would never have thought that he would have such a day like this, to be actually piss on the face of this little daoist. And the most terrifying thing was the Yin energy.

"Isn't this what you often call fate? "You cheat money every day, and even asked people to help you do bad things. I am acting on behalf of the heavens, so I will let this old thing know that a good person is not so easily bullied!" The little Daoist took a deep breath and threatened Taoist Xuanqing while he looked around for a weapon to match his hands with.

Not long after, the little guy found a stool by the side. As the saying goes, a bench is the king of weapons. Carrying it is convenient, and it is not easy to see through. The most important thing is that if this thing is beaten, it will definitely blossom on the face of others.

"This bench is your reward for hitting me!" The little Daoist spat on the palm of his hand and scolded harshly.

Pow!

The little Daoist boy used all of his strength and used the small stool to smash Taoist Xuanqing. Instantly, Taoist Xuanqing's face looked as if he was opening a fuel shop, red, white, black and green, as his brain flowed out. Furthermore, his head of pale hair was drenched and stuck to his face, making him look extremely terrifying.

"This bench is repayment for not allowing me to eat!" The little Daoist lifted up his chair and hit again.

Taoist Xuanqing's head powerlessly hung down on his shoulder. His face was completely purple, and he looked to be in an incomparably miserable state.

"This bench is your reward for harming your little friend who came here with me!" Tears streamed down the little Daoist's face. Thinking back to the scene where Taoist Xuanqing killed his playmate, he focused all of his strength into the bench in his hands and threw it towards Taoist Xuanqing's face.

The bones of his nose were instantly broken, and fresh blood gushed out from his nose. Taoist Xuanqing didn't have any more of the demeanor of a immortal, even compared to those beggars kneeling by the side of the road who wanted to offend him, he wasn't much better.

"Old thing, you see what you look like. Does it look like a dog?! " After finishing the Taoist Xuanqing, the little Daoist fell onto the ground, gasping for breath, he took out a mirror from his table and passed it over to Taoist Xuanqing, laughing sinisterly.

Taoist Xuanqing opened his eyes weakly, looking at his reflection in the mirror, the hatred in his heart surged, the person in the mirror almost could not find any trace of him looking like Taoist Xuanqing at all, his nose was soft and his lips were broken, the corners of his eyes were bruised, his hair was scattered on his face, and the smell of urine was emitted from inside out.

"Let me tell you, you are an old dog, an old dog that no one wants and no one keeps!" The little Daoist struggled to get up, and after landing on the Taoist Xuanqing on a stool, he quickly ran out of the house, packed his stuff, and left.

Taoist Xuanqing's body softly lied down on the muddy wetland, looking battered and exhausted, just like a homeless person who had messed with a group of drunkards in the summer night market, or like a stray dog!