purgatory artist

Chapter 107 The Devil's Pot
Both gangs left the restaurant.

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

Another good time passed.

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

It was dangerous just now.

In case the two sides really fight, this small town is likely to attract attention.

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

It must not attract attention.

Okay.

They were finally persuaded to leave.

Liu Ping looked into the void in front of him, only to see lines of small characters staying there:
"You activated the mysterious skill: Beginner."

"You have designated everyone at the scene as 'First Performer', and selected the effect as: Forget Words."

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

Seeing the words "consume spirit stones", Liu Ping's heart ached and he couldn't bear to look down.

He turned his head suddenly, only to see a person appearing on the street.

That bald man.

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

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

"Demon King—she won't be in any danger, right?" the bald man asked worriedly.

"No, she's fine. She's investigating the matter of the Gua Sheng back then. If there is any problem, she will be able to solve it later." Liu Ping said.

"That's good. We won't look for her for the time being. We'll wait for her in the Hui clan." The bald man heaved a sigh of relief.

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

"It's been a long time since I came out to perform the task, and some things are not clear, so I need to ask you." Liu Ping said.

"Please speak." The bald man said.

"I remember—our Monster Race is signing an armistice agreement with the Human Race, and we want to restore the situation of peaceful coexistence. Why are there still frictions?" Liu Ping asked.

"There are too many reasons, such as those monsters that can possess the dead to make trouble, such as the demon saints and the human saints say that the war cannot be stopped, of course, the most important thing is the dispute between Jiuyou and Taishang." The bald man said.

"The dispute between Jiuyou and the Supreme?" Liu Ping wondered.

"Hundreds of years ago, the way of the supreme was to practice the orthodox way, and the method of the Nine Nethers could not be compared with it, so although the evil spirits and heretics existed, they did not dare to fight against the orthodox way, for fear of being destroyed by the way - you know this, right? ?” said the bald man.

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

The bald man showed fascination, and said in a loud voice: "The demon clan who practiced the way of the nine secluded worlds has been oppressed for countless years, and suddenly one day, a stunningly talented master of the demonic way was born. The method of the Nine Serenity is complemented so that it is not inferior to the method of the Supreme, and our demon clan is not willing to live under the Taoism, and the war will start from then on."

"..." Liu Ping.

"The master of the demonic way has done many things, each of which is enough to shock the world, but he has never revealed his identity, and no one knows what kind of demon he is."

"In the era opened by him, the monsters who practiced the Nine Serenities finally understood that fate can be changed."

"The last time the lord of the Demonic Way appeared was when he saved the Trigram Saint of the Human Tribe on the battlefield. No one knows why he did this—in short, he has disappeared since then." The bald man said.

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

"Unfortunately, his name was concealed by heavenly secrets and was lost to the world. We and others wanted to pay tribute to him, but we couldn't find his name or image." The bald man regretted.

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

"What he did was right." The bald man said.

"Right?" Liu Ping said.

The bald man looked directly at him, and said with bright eyes: "We monster race, do we deserve to be oppressed by the human race all our lives? Do we deserve to be the human race's refining materials? The beautiful women in our race must become the human race's concubine ? Why?"

Liu Ping fell silent.

"The lord of the demonic way gave us the hope to fight against fate. Anyway, we have always been grateful to him." The bald man said.

He stood up, cupped his fists at Liu Ping, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

"He said it very well," Yana whispered.

"Is he right?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course—I mean, it's a sad thing to be oppressed and unable to resist. I think the Lord of the Demon Way did the right thing." Yana said.

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

"When it hurts, peace will come. When the strength is equal, they can learn to respect each other." Yana said lightly.

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

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

"—Even if the Lord of the Devil Dao is resurrected, there is no way to deal with this situation. This place already belongs to the world of the gods." Yana said.

Liu Ping fell silent.

For a while.

He sighed, walked out of the restaurant, came to the end of the street, squatted down to carefully observe 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, meditating quietly.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a colorful cloud floated in the sky.

Someone chanted in the clouds:

"Baiyujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

Mistakenly chasing worldly joy, quite poor reasoning and chaos.

96 The holy king, the floating clouds hang empty names. "

Liu Ping stretched out his hand to caress his forehead.

In the next second, the colorful cloud slowly drifted down and turned into an old man with white hair and a childlike face.

The old man looked like a fairy, walked into the restaurant with a smile and said, "Xiaoer, do you have a seat?"

"Yes, please sit here." Liu Ping greeted him.

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

"The young one is a waiter in the shop, guest officer, what would you like to eat?" Liu Ping smiled apologetically.

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

"Guest officer, you look like a good person, please order a few more dishes." Liu Ping persuaded.

"I'm a happy guest, and I don't eat human taste." The old man said.

"How about some wine?" Liu Ping asked.

"Alcohol can mess with 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 tea?" Liu Ping said.

"It's not necessary, everything in your mortal world is vulgar, so don't stain the old man's Taoism." The old man said.

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

"Why?" the old man wondered.

"This store is not full of the minimum consumption, so you can't occupy a seat at will." Liu Ping explained sincerely.

The old man froze.

"Forget it, if you don't sit down, don't sit down, the old man still has something to do—"

He looked across the street outside the restaurant.

——The door on the opposite side was not opened.

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

It's not easy to come out to be free and unrestrained, do you want to make a trip for nothing?
The old man patted the table and said calmly: "Then here are sixteen dishes of eight meat and eight vegetables. Chicken, duck, fish, beef, pig, egg and milk are indispensable. It is best to have rare seafood. Vegetarian dishes are not so particular, and all are in season. One serving, and then a bucket of rice, a pot of Nurhong, a pot of burning knives, and a pot of rice brewing. The Nurhong should be hot, and the burning knives should be cold. Put the rice brewing in the well and wait for me to serve it after dinner— —If the vegetables are not enough, I will add more later.”

Liu Ping: "Your treat today?"

"No, I'll eat alone."

"...Okay, just wait a moment."

Liu Ping turned around and left.

Before Li Changxue came, her master came first.

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

In the end, her master is just this promising?

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 bamboo hat and a robe.

Demon King Zhao Chanyi!
Why did she come back to the restaurant?
Liu Ping frowned, stepped forward and said with a smile: "This guest officer, please take a seat."

The demon king found a table, sat down majestically, raised his chin and said, "Xiao Er, serve me tea."

Liu Ping gave her a cold look, and said via voice transmission:
——I said I have something to do here, why did you come back again?Do you know that you are lucky to be wearing a bamboo hat, otherwise the old man over there would definitely fight you.

The white-haired old man from Yao Dynasty took a look, shook his head disdainfully, slapped his hands on the table, and said via voice transmission:

——Ben Wang found the information about your master back then after he escaped death. How dare you talk to me like that?
"Guest officer, please wait a moment, the tea will be here soon!" Liu Ping ran to pour tea with a smile.

Soon.

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

"The Demon King is the most popular cat demon in the world. Searching for information is effortless. Can you let me know?" Liu Ping lowered his head and said via voice transmission.

——This cat is the most pleasing to praise, and once you praise it, there is no limit.

really.

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

"Well, the tea is good, and your waiter is also good. I'll reward you with this money!"

The bucket hat guest said harshly.

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

"Thank you, Grandpa, for the reward!"

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

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

really.

There is a jade slip hidden in this silver.

(End of this chapter)