It's normal for me to be a father to someone, right?

Chapter 31

"I picked up this robe."

"You let... Wuliang Tianzun, you are talking nonsense, you stole this robe."

The old man was furious, "At that time, Poor Dao thought it was not good to go to see Widow Wang without taking a bath... Ahem, I just thought I hadn't bathed in a year and wanted to take a bath, but the Taoist robe was stolen as soon as I turned around. Don't say you didn't I saw someone else in the river."

Lin Yi thought about it carefully, then turned his head, "I picked it up."

The old man pointed at Lin Yi, "Okay, you are guilty!"

"Pick it up."

"Are you still stubborn?"

Lin Yi thought for a while, then pointed out the door, "This is a temple, you go out."

Old man: "..."

The old man was rolling around, but he just didn't want to leave.

Lin Yi looked at the old man lying on the ground, and finally knew how the clothes were dirty.

He stepped over the old man, stretched out his hand, and tore off the talisman on top of Zheng's head.

Old man: "..."

Young people, you don't respect the old and love the young, and even step over the old man's body.

You have no heart, young man!
In the end, the little monk stepped forward to help the old man up, and the old man was very relieved, he was still a child with a kind heart!
However, what the little monk said next made the smile on the old man's face froze, "Old man, you don't have any evidence to prove that the Taoist robe is yours, do you?"

Old man: "..."

Are people like this now?

In the end, the old man stayed on in a shameless manner. He hugged Lin Yi's thigh with snot and tears, "I don't want the Taoist robe, the poor Taoist. You should at least return the "Maoshan Daoshu" to the poor Taoist? That's true." It was passed down from the poor ancestors."

Although he didn't know how to read, he was usually cheated by copying the talismans on it, but occasionally he could draw a few useful talismans, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to subdue Zheng just now.

So this "Maoshan Daoshu" must not be lost, this is a guy who eats.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have come here just because of his tattered Taoist robe.

Lin Yi took out "Maoshan Daoshu" and returned it to the old man.

The old man checked it out and found that it was intact, so he immediately got up, wiped his nose, and smiled happily, "By the way, don't you care about the food, I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"

So the old man stayed back and drank two bowls of white rice porridge.

At the dinner table, the old man chattered endlessly, and Lin Yi also knew his name: Yan Lao Liu, the name he got because he was the eldest son in the family.

However, now there is only the old man left.

"When I was very young, I was accepted by my master as an apprentice and brought me up the mountain. It was just that I was playful at that time and didn't want to study hard. Later, when my master died, I went down the mountain and went home, only to find that the whole village was plagued by monsters. Woe to..."

Yan Lao Liu said, with a rare look of sadness on his face.

"So, Pindao, I have no relatives, no reason, and a lonely family. Can you take in Pindao?"

Mrs. Zheng, who was about to comfort Yan Lao Liu, immediately shut up.

Yan Laoliu just stayed in the temple like this, and no one asked to drive him away, because even if he was driven away, he couldn't be driven away.

But what is surprising is that although Yan Lao Liu has a thick skin, but his survival skills are not bad, he actually caught game in the back mountain.

Lin Yi finally ate meat in the temple.

Yan Laoliu looked at the little monk who was eating so much oil, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought...

……

From autumn to winter, Lin Yi, the little monk and Yan Laoliu would occasionally go down the mountain to help slay demons. With Yan Laoliu around, the three of them would have no worries about business.

It just doesn't have a good reputation.

And Yan Lao Liu was also shocked by Lin Yi and the little monk's theory.

Humans and ghosts have different paths, so turn humans into ghosts too?You don't want to die for her because you don't love her?
Righteousness and demons can't be together, so why don't we just go straight to the devil?
The demon cannibal is fast enough to let him go to the plague town to eat corpses?It not only allowed the monster to be eaten, but also prevented the spread of the plague...

……

The old Taoist felt that he was a little unconscious, can he still do this in killing demons and eliminating demons?

According to Lin Yi and the little monk, this can meet the needs of both parties at the same time, and get the best of both worlds.

Although it seems right to think about it carefully, but I always feel that something is not right...

In any case, Mingyun Temple has initially gained a reputation.

On this day, it snowed heavily.

Waking up early in the morning, the little monk was excited to play with the snow, while Yan Laoliu and Mrs. Zheng were painstakingly clearing the snow from the courtyard.

Standing in front of the door, Lin Yi looked up at the snowflakes that were still falling from the sky, and sighed, "Today is a good weather, suitable for going down the mountain to slay demons!"

Yan Lao Liu: "?"

good weather?
Zheng Shi: "..."

Doesn't that mean I'm the only one left to sweep the snow?

Yan Laoliu soon figured this out, so he didn't care whether the weather was good or not, he left the broom and followed Lin Yi down the mountain.

No need to sweep snow.

This time, their destination for slaying demons was a village.

When Yan Lao Liu heard the name of the village, he froze for a moment, then ran away.

This was the first time Lin Yi saw Yan Lao Liu running so fast.

From a distance, Yan Laoliu saw the village covered in fire, he ran into the village, followed the route he remembered, and found Widow Wang's house.

Widow Wang's house was also engulfed in fire. Yan Laoliu rushed in regardless of the high temperature. After a while, he came out in a daze, but there was a newborn child in his arms.

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha……"

Yan Laoliu smiled wildly, smiled and laughed, looked at the child in his arms, and began to cry bitterly.

"child……"

"My Yan Lao Liu's child..."

The three of them returned to the temple, but Yan Laoliu no longer gagged and smiled every day like before. He hugged the child every day, sitting in silence at the gate of the temple, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mrs. Zheng brought a bowl of animal milk, and only at this time did Yan Lao Liu show a look of light in his eyes. He carefully fed the animal milk to the child, his eyes were full of tenderness.

three days later.

Yan Laoliu looked at the child in his arms, full of reluctance, but still made up his mind.

He found Lin Yi with the child in his arms, and begged, "Please help me take care of the child. I'm going to avenge Widow Wang."

The little monk worried: "We can help you get revenge together."

Yan Lao Liu shook his head, "I want to do it myself."

The one who slaughtered the village was a centipede with at least a thousand years of cultivation. Widow Wang hid the child in a hole in the ground so that the child survived.

Yan Laoliu knew that he was not the opponent of Centipede Jing, but he also knew that Lin Yi and the others were also not opponents. He did not plan to come back alive when he went this time.

He is a broom star, he killed his master, his family members, and the widow Wang.

He took a deep look at the child, put "Maoshan Daoshu" in the child's swaddle, turned and left.

"The child... please."

Looking at his back, Zheng's eyes suddenly became moist, and she shouted: "At least, you should choose a name for the child!"

Yan Laoliu looked at the clouds in the sky that were dyed red by the setting sun, and said softly: "Call me, Yan Chixia..."

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