MTL - Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao-Chapter 817 storytelling

After dinner, at the head of Niuxin Village, Li Huowang and Bai Lingmiao were sending Li Sui away.

"If you are in trouble, you can contact me through hallucinations, and I will be there as soon as possible." Li Huowang told Li Sui.

"Father, don't worry, with your current status, I will definitely notify you if something happens."

"That's good. If someone bullies you, tell me."

"Father, I'm afraid there are not many people in Daliang who can bully me. I'm leaving." After Li Sui said this, his body dissipated like a bubble.

Looking at the snow-capped village, Li Huowang let out a sigh of relief and led Bai Lingmiao back. "I just forgot to tell her to write letters home every now and then."

"Senior Brother Li, if you don't say she can write, then let's call him Sui Sui from now on? Xuan Mi always feels like she's born."

After thinking for a while, Li Huowang shook his head lightly, "It's fine to call her Sui Sui at home, I'd better call her Xuan Min outside, lest she lose the airs of Si Tianjian in front of outsiders."

"Besides, isn't my dharma name also called Xuan Yang? One Yin and one Yang, it's good that my daughter is called Xuan Mi."

"Yes." Bai Lingmiao nodded knowingly. "Senior Brother Li, don't give Sui Sui your own flesh and blood from now on. She is no longer the child she was back then."

Li Huowang turned his head and glanced again at the direction where Li Sui disappeared. "She has waited a hundred and sixty years for this promise. I just want to find a chance to make up for her."

"Since it's a family member, there's no need to be so estranged. If you were thrown back a hundred and sixty years ago, you would definitely try your best to come back."

Li Huowang nodded, reached out and gently held Bai Lingmiao's hand, "Yes."

The two quieted down for a while, and continued to walk silently in this white Niu Xin Village.

When he was about to arrive at the Bai family compound, Li Huowang said, "Sui Sui is gone, so you probably have to go too? As the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus, the affairs of the White Lotus Sect are not much less than those of the Superintendent of Heaven."

Bai Lingmiao pursed her lips and was about to speak when Li Huowang continued, "Go, have a good trip."

As soon as Li Huowang let go of his hand, Bai Lingmiao gently grabbed it, but after a while, Bai Lingmiao let it go again.

"Now that the heaven of death has not come back, I need to go back and hold a puja, and find a way to implore the mother of inanimate to send down magical powers so that people all over the world can die."

"I'll be back when I'm done with everything."

"En." Dao didn't seem worried about Li Huowang at all. Since death was captured by Wu Sheng's old mother, the natural disaster of death's disappearance may not last long.

"Now that there are so many Bailian believers, if someone among them wants to shake your identity, remember to bring me and Sui Sui out, and let them think carefully before doing it."

"No. I was chosen by Wusheng's old mother. Pushing me down is tantamount to disobeying Wusheng's old mother. As long as one believes in Bailian, no one would dare to do that."

Hearing this, Li Huowang suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted: "You'd better be honest with me, what kind of moths are you trying to make, I'll smash your golden lotus! You know what I, Li Huowang, can do! !"

Bai Lingmiao lightly pushed Li Huowang's back, and began to apologize to Wusheng's old mother in a low voice.

Soon eight sedan chairs were carried by believers with white donkey tattoos. When Bai Lingmiao bent down and sat in, a large group of white lotus believers left Niuxin village in a mighty way.

When Li Huowang returned to the Bai family compound again, the originally lively home suddenly became empty, and even the hallucinations were that Qiu was the only one left.

"They're all gone, why are you still here? You're obviously a fake." Li Huowang asked Qiu Chisati.

Qiu was full but ignored Li Huowang's words, sneaked into the kitchen, and kept grabbing the leftovers in the bowl.

Even if her filthy hands passed directly through the plate, she still tried again and again.

Suddenly, her right hand firmly grabbed a piece of sauced pig's trotter, but she didn't go through it, and she froze in place.

The next moment, she suddenly became ecstatic, grabbed the piece of meat, stuffed it into her mouth, and gnawed hard.

And Li Huowang stood behind, watching all this with pity.

Seeing that Qiu's full stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and still has no intention of disappearing or stopping, with Li Huowang waving his hand lightly, Qiu's full stomach has become an illusion again.

Seeing her sitting in the pot, holding her rotten child and crying in despair, Li Huowang turned and walked out the door again.

Just two steps away, Li Huowang bumped into Zhao Wu. "Brother Li, happy new year, where are you going?"

"Go out for a stroll."

"It's New Year's Eve, isn't it good to take that thing out?" Zhao Wu pointed to the backbone sword behind Li Huowang.

Li Huowang thought for a while, untied the spine sword, and handed it to Zhao Wu. "Help me go home."

Before Zhao Wu could say anything, Li Huowang strode out of the village.

Every time he took a step, the ground wrinkled instantly and quickly drew closer. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com allowed him to cover hundreds of steps in one step.

Before walking for a while, Li Huowang left Niuxin Village and came to the nearby town.

But obviously he didn't consider the time before he came. Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, and many people have gone to relatives' homes to pay New Year's greetings. The street is very deserted, and only some Bailian believers who are preaching are surrounded by people.

"Think about it carefully, what is Wusheng old mother? What does Wusheng mean? Wusheng is death."

"Look, look carefully, how capable our lifeless old mother is! Even death is up to her, why don't you believe it quickly? After death, you can go to the vacuum hometown to enjoy a happy life!"

While walking, the sound of storytelling from a teahouse attracted Li Huowang's attention again.

"Storytelling, singing and opera to persuade people, the three avenues go to the center. Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes of life!"

"Today, if you are not talented, let's talk about the majestic appearance, the supreme dharma body, ruling the heavens, commanding all saints, ruling the universe, enlightening all heavens, walking the way of heaven, spreading the virtues of heaven, and creating all things. Helping all living beings, immeasurably measuring people~Zhuge Yuan manifests his sage! All guest officials, listen carefully!! Crack!"

As the gavel fell on the table, the noise in the teahouse suddenly became much quieter.

Li Huowang turned his feet and walked towards the teahouse.

When Li Huowang just sat down in an empty seat, the big teapot put the sharp-mouthed copper teapot on his head, stood a foot away, and poured a cup of tea into the cup next to Li Huowang.

"Master Daoist, you can count on this one! Today is a new opening for the Chinese New Year, and the shopkeeper said that it only costs 20 Wen. Not only can you drink tea as you like, but you will also get two plates of pastries as an extra."

As he spoke, a half-grown young man emerged from the side and handed two boxes of pastries to the table.