"That's Boss Luo outside? Why don't you come in and sit down?"
Xiang Sheng's voice came from inside the house.
Luo Hai immediately perked up and hurried towards the door.
As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw Xiang Sheng holding one hand on the black tiger's face, letting the latter scratch the air with its claws.
When Luo Hai saw this scene, he was so scared that he immediately looked away and looked up at the sky.
If I accidentally see Senior Tiger in such an embarrassing state, will he be killed to silence him?
Xiang Sheng looked at him with interest, "What does Boss Luo mean?"
Luo Hai laughed dryly, "Nothing... nothing, my neck is just a little tired, so I looked up."
Wang Tuo pried his hands off his face and turned to look at Luo Hai with a grim expression: "What did you see?"
"I don't see anything!"
Luo Hai flatly denied it, put down the wine jar, ran away without saying a word, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wang Tuo couldn't help but laugh as he watched, "This coward, I wonder where he got the courage to go out and kill the demon cultivators."
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Killing Demon Cultivator?"
"Um."
Wang Tuo nodded gently: "After this kid broke through to the late stage of foundation building, he joined the human network as a casual cultivator and stayed in Dushui City. Occasionally, when he received an order to assist in killing, he would go on a long journey."
"Late stage of foundation building?"
Xiang Sheng smiled faintly, "He broke through two minor realms in three years. How many top-grade elixirs did you give him?"
Wang Tuo coughed dryly, "As for those given to him at the beginning, he later just kept doing it himself..."
Wang Tuo stopped talking mid-sentence, looked out the door, and saw Luo Hai coming back with a serious look on his face.
"Senior Hu, I just received a tip from a human network that a powerful demon cultivator was spotted near Shuiyan City, and his cultivation level is unfathomable.
Two months ago, this man massacred the City Lord's Mansion of the ninth city under Guimu Valley!"
Guimu Valley has nine city lords under its jurisdiction, and the lowest level of cultivation is at the early stage of Jindan.
Wang Tuo rubbed his chin with his claws. If he had heard this before today, he might have been a little more cautious, but now...
He waved his paw and said casually, "Got it."
Seeing Wang Tuo's confident look, Luo Hai immediately breathed a sigh of relief and left with peace of mind.
But as soon as he left, Wang Tuo immediately looked up and said, "Sister Sheng, did you hear that?"
"I'm not deaf, but you, big brother..."
Xiang Sheng chuckled and looked Wang Tuo up and down. "In three years, how much has your cultivation recovered? Has your demon core been re-condensed? You can't be so weak that you can't even fight a single demon cultivator, right?"
"Your elder brother is so talented. His demon pill would have condensed long ago."
Wang Tuo grinned. "According to you humans, I'm almost at the late Jindan stage now, but it's better to be safe than sorry. The human network has been cleared for three years, and that demon cultivator just showed up. He must be no easy target. It's safest for you to take action."
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed, and then he chuckled: "Brother, this is not like your style."
Wang Tuo sighed softly, "People change, and monsters are no exception."
"I don't care about that..."
Xiang Sheng's tone slowed down slightly: "The demon pill is complete, big brother, why don't you transform yet?"
Wang Tuo's expression faltered for a moment, then he smiled again: "I am originally a demon, and I am most comfortable in my original form. Why should I cling to my human form?"
Xiang Sheng looked at Wang Tuo deeply and said nothing more.
I don't want to eat meat, I don't want to transform...
She understood that the memory of a century of madness still remained deep in Wang Tuo's consciousness, and the influence was not so easy to eliminate. No amount of words of comfort would be of any use.
Time is the best medicine.
…
The painting of the black cat lying in the nest was quickly completed. Xiang Sheng learned his lesson, and with a flick of his sleeve, he evaporated the ink. Then he took out some materials from his storage ring, framed it, and hung it on the wall.
Wang Tuo grabbed the picture frame twice with his claws and teeth bared, grimacing in pain: "Using the core rock to make a picture frame, you are so smart!"
"It's all thanks to my elder brother's good teaching."
After Xiang Sheng finished speaking, he looked up and saw a graceful girl standing at the door with red eyes.
She smiled with relief: "Fengfeng, I haven't seen you for three years. You've grown up like a girl."
"Auntie..."
Fengfeng's lips pursed, but she still used the name she used as a child. Without saying a word, she ran over and hugged Xiang Sheng, unable to stop crying.
In her understanding, everything started with Aunt Sheng's arrival.
After Aunt Sheng came, Dad got better. She no longer had to go to Aunt Lu's house, did laundry and cooked, and ate many delicious things she had never eaten before.
The days when she was fostered in Zifang were the happiest time of her childhood.
Aunt Sheng means something extraordinary to her.
"You're already a grown-up girl, it's so ugly to cry." Xiang Sheng comforted softly, her tone as gentle as water.
If the monks who had experienced the decisive battle in the Underworld saw this scene, they would probably not believe that the ruthless man who killed everyone in the underground and had blood on his hands could have such a gentle side.
Fengfeng quickly wiped away her tears and smiled, revealing her two small canine teeth. "Auntie, I'm just so happy. You've been gone for three years without a word. I thought you'd never come back."
"It's just that something delayed me."
Xiang Sheng said, glancing at Wang Tuo, "Your Uncle Wang is still here, why wouldn't I go back?"
Feng Feng then saw Wang Tuo lying in the cat bed at the back and exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle Wang!"
She ran over with her arms open, scaring Wang Tuo so much that he jumped away immediately.
Fengfeng looked disappointed when she saw this. "Auntie, Uncle Wang is too shy. After you left, he hid in the tavern and I rarely saw him.
Uncle Luo also said that he had never touched Uncle Wang once and was very sad.
As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Hai, who was sitting behind the counter next to him, felt his legs go weak and he almost fell down.
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