"That's just how people are; they often burst into tears because of a single moment."

"It can't be stopped."

“His wife is dead, so much time has passed, there can only be pain.”

"Alas, Guo Liu is truly the most devoted lover in the world."

Inside the Yunlai Inn, many guests were discussing the matter, and most of them sympathized with Guo Liu, since such grief over the loss of a spouse was not uncommon.

If it's not unusual, it will evoke empathy from the crowd.

"That puppet is the one that Guo Liu has created at this stage."

"The puppet was not his wife; he simply projected his wife's every smile and frown onto the puppet."

"And the evil puppet that often needs to drink blood to increase its strength led Guo Liu down a path of no return!"

Kuafu said slowly.

He was bored and had nothing better to do than tell the story of Guo Liu, since his son, Kua Da Chui, was being tortured in a brothel.

"Fellow Daoist, why did Guo Liu burn the puppet in the end?"

The innkeeper asked, puzzled.

Clearly, the blind old man from before was Guo Liu in his later years, and the white-haired old man in the story he told was him!

In his story, the puppet was burned. Was it really because the old man had no money to buy clothes during the cold season and wanted to burn the puppet to keep warm?

Everyone guessed that this wasn't the case!

Guo Liu's ability to satisfy that evil puppet and endlessly drain human blood demonstrates that his feelings for it were the same as those for his deceased wife.

"Because this puppet sucked a person's blood!"

Kuafu said in a deep voice.

"who?"

"Could it be Guo Liu's own?"

"No way?"

"Guo Liu loves his wife more than himself. I think that, given his mindset, he would not be angry because the puppet is sucking his blood!"

"Yes, that's obvious."

The crowd was discussing animatedly, while Kua Tingting came to Kuafu's side, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly, "Daddy, please tell me, I really want to know whose blood the puppet sucked."

"Could it be that it's Shen Wei's again?"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Kuafu smiled slightly, his gaze fixed on his lively and youthful daughter. He couldn't help but flick her nose, and Kua Tingting, caught off guard, rolled her eyes cutely.

"You little rascal, you guessed pretty accurately."

"That's right, that evil puppet was the one that sucked Shen Wei's blood."

"And it's not just a taste!"

"That day, Guo Liu returned to the Taoist temple happily, planning to spend the rest of his life serving Shen Wei, who had been kind to him."

"But after that, the nightmare began!"

Upon hearing this, the voice stopped, and everyone was speechless. You, young man in white, really shouldn't be a cultivator with such supernatural powers.

They should be like Guo Liu, searching the streets for places to tell stories.

This is incredibly suspenseful, a nightmare? How did it happen? Bloodsucking, did it suck him to death?

Everyone was extremely anxious.

Among them were robust middle-aged men, dashing young men, charming and beautiful women, and lovely young girls.

But at this moment, they all had an urgent look on their faces.

Hey, young man in white, tell me already!

The scene in the hall has now stopped, and the initiative is in the hands of the mysterious man in white, and only he can unleash such earth-shattering supernatural power.

No one dared to say anything that would allow the scene in the hall to continue.

Seeing this, Kuafu laughed and said, "Since we are all fellow Daoists, how about I tell you a story today?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Young friend, please speak. I love listening to you!"

"Yes, fellow Daoist, our meeting is fate. Tell me about it."

The voices were like a tidal wave, and the laughter was deafening.

With a flick of his finger, Kuafu conjured a massive cauldron on the table. This cauldron was enormous, its entire body a deep blue, radiating an intense blue light that left anyone who looked at it deeply awestruck and unable to tear themselves away.

"Since it's a storytelling session, everyone should listen to it to their heart's content, and then consider giving some money."

Upon hearing this...

Everyone laughed; it turned out that the man in white was after the spirit stones.

No problem!

For these wealthy practitioners, paying for something out of curiosity is not considered stingy.

"Dad, you're really amazing."

Kua Tingting's eyes lit up; she hadn't expected her father to have such a hobby.

In his eyes, so-called spirit stones and so-called treasures were all trash.

"Perhaps Father was bored and wanted to amuse everyone."

Kua Tingting thought to herself.

Kuafu smiled, just as his daughter had thought. He had been waiting for that brat for so long and was getting bored.

It's always good to find some enjoyment for yourself, no matter what.

then.

He started telling stories!

Although it was his first time being a storyteller, Kuafu's movements and tone were so impressive that even Guo Liu would have exclaimed that he was an expert!

The book was finished in half an hour.

Everyone remained silent, a profound stillness settling in.

I don't know how much time passed.

Everyone took out their spirit stones and threw them into the cauldron. Someone said in disbelief, "Why is this happening?"

"Guo Liu, how could he be in such a terrible state?"

"Shen Wei, if you hadn't taken this disciple, his fate certainly wouldn't have been like this, would it?"

Some people's eyes reddened.