Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Rosen admired their boldness and straightforwardness, and naturally did not want to see them suffer in front of the Fire Cloud Evil God, so he immediately reminded them: "Don't agree too early, the Axe Gang's troubles are not over yet."

"What do you mean?" the landlady asked after lighting a cigarette.

"Have you noticed that the Axe Gang's master is not here?" Rosen asked as he led the two away.

"I didn't notice it before, but now that you mention it, it is true." The landlord thought about the Axe Gang members he had killed in there, and he really didn't see the lawyer with glasses and a smirk on his face.

"I guess he must be going to find the ultimate killer who is more powerful than Tiancan and Dican." Rosen said.

"Who?" asked the landlady.

"Fire Cloud Evil God."

"Ah!" The landlady gasped in shock, and inhaled more than half of the cigarette she had just lit.

"It turned out to be him." The landlord's face changed slightly and he said, "Then this matter is dangerous."

"Don't worry." Rosen smiled and said, "I'm just reminding you so that you won't be careless and suffer losses. I'm not trying to scare you. If he really dares to come, I'll kill him."

The landlord and the landlady looked at each other, obviously not believing in Rosen's ability.

After all, he had been using a gun this time. If the powerful aura emanating from him had not still existed, my parents-in-law would have thought that Rosen was not a martial artist at all, but just a gunman.

Now that I heard that he had boasted that he could kill the Fire Cloud Evil God, I suddenly felt that this man was becoming even more unreliable.

"Rosen, do you know who the Fire Cloud Evil God is?" asked the landlord.

"I heard that he is quite powerful." Rosen said.

"More than not weak." The landlady said, "That guy once swept across the southern martial arts world. He killed or maimed more than two or three hundred martial arts masters, causing great damage to the southern martial arts world. Otherwise, it would not be the turn of Gong to come to the south to show off his power."

"Don't say that when you go back." The landlord said, looking at Rosen, "The girl who came with Rosen is surnamed Gong. Judging from the way she walks, there are obvious traces of Baguazhang. She must be from the Gong family, right?"

"That's right." Rosen nodded and said, "Gong Baosen's only daughter."

"What about you?" The landlady looked at Rosen and asked, "Are you also a disciple of the Gong family?"

"I don't have any school or sect." Rosen smiled and shook his head, "I only know some farming skills."

"So it's from Shaolin." The landlord suddenly realized.

"Really not." Rosen said seriously: "I have never had a proper apprenticeship, so I don't count as a disciple from any sect, and the rules of the martial arts world don't apply to me."

"That's really enviable." The landlord smiled and said, "If you don't want to get involved in the underworld, don't get involved. Fighting and killing are not good things. Living a peaceful life, getting married and having children are the serious things."

"Thank you for your advice." Rosen bowed and thanked.

"Just don't be annoying." A trace of sadness flashed across the landlord's face, and he sighed, "Children of the underworld are old, and I don't know if I can leave the underworld safely after entering it this time."

"Why are you saying such discouraging words?" the landlady yelled.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Rosen comforted him, "Wait until I kill Fire Cloud Evil God, and no one will know that you have been involved in the Axe Gang's affairs."

The landlord and the landlady looked at each other and no one said anything, because they felt that Rosen was good in every way, except that he was too arrogant!

When he returned to Pig Stable Village, Rosen went to see Cheng Dieyi again. Seeing that his injuries had improved a lot, he was completely relieved.

"Next time you go looking for revenge, can you take me with you?" Gong Er asked, poking Rosen's arm with her finger.

"We'll talk about it next time when we have a chance." Rosen replied vaguely, and then said, "It's also very important that you stay here, otherwise the Axe Gang will attack here while we're away, and it will be terrible if there's no one here to take charge, so you're very useful."

"Who knows if what you said is true." Gong Er said, with a smile on her lips when she turned her back.

"You should go to bed early." Rosen said, "Tomorrow during the day, the Axe Gang will definitely come again. There will definitely be a fight then. You can't be half-energized."

"Got it." Gong Er nodded, glanced at him and turned away.

Rosen did not lie down to rest, but instead continued to pray to restore the health of Cheng Dieyi in the next room, while sitting cross-legged in meditation and practicing the Shangqing Sutra.

The next morning, when Rosen went out for exercise, he saw Cheng Dieyi and Juxian already kneeling outside in an orderly manner.

"What's going on?" Rosen asked.

"Boss, I was wrong." Cheng Dieyi kowtowed three times before saying, "If I hadn't been so determined to find the Heavenly Demon Harp, I wouldn't have gotten into so much trouble that even you would have been dragged into it..."

"Your mistake is not whether or not to find the Heavenly Demon Harp." Rosen raised his hand, and there was a bang, and a simple yet exquisite harmonium case fell in front of Cheng Dieyi.

There were two ancient characters engraved on the piano case: Heavenly Demon.

If it were before, Cheng Dieyi would have been extremely delighted to see this piano, but now he was much more indifferent. He still knelt motionlessly in front of Rosen and listened to his teachings.

"Your mistake is that you can't let go of the obsession that has turned into inferiority in your heart." Rosen sighed and said, "In the past few years, you have been singing and playing a leading role, and finally became Boss Cheng in the eyes of others. Then you thought about finding the Heavenly Demon Harp and the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, hoping to become the infamous Six-Fingered Demon Harp, so that no one will dare to look down on you from now on."

"Xiaodouzi, Xiaodouzi, you have been busy with so many things, but you have proven that you still care about your origins and the extra finger on your left hand."

"Boss..." Cheng Dieyi's tears suddenly burst out.

"Monks always talk about letting go. Today I want to advise you to let go of the past and stop making things difficult for yourself." Rosen said this, squatted down, patted Cheng Dieyi on the shoulder and said, "Xiaodouzi, you have to learn to let go of yourself and fulfill yourself."

"Yes." Cheng Dieyi kowtowed again, and the fear and anxiety in his heart seemed to be completely put down, leaving only peace and indifference.

In a trance, it was as if I was back in Dongsi Hutong. There were not so many disturbances, only daily homework and martial arts practice. Life was so comfortable.

But when you walk out of that alley and change your name, it's as if you put a mask on your face, wrapped in layers of shells, and tied up with shackles of fame and wealth, making you less and less free.

Every time I went on stage, I was afraid that my extra fingers would be seen by others, so I hid them. I wanted to remove them, but I was concerned that my body and hair were given by my parents, and these might be one of the few unique things my mother left me.

Human beings, it is so difficult.

But now, after listening to what the boss said, I suddenly feel a lot more clear.

The world-famous actor Cheng Dieyi seemed to have stepped off the stage, taken off his makeup, severed the shackles of fame and wealth, tore off layers of outer shell, took off the thick mask, and returned to his original self.

"Suddenly the golden rope and jade lock were opened, and today I know who I am." Xiaodouzi murmured in a low voice as if he had suddenly realized something.

Note: Haha, I finally got to this point. I wonder what you readers think of this. I am quite satisfied with Xiaodouzi's transformation.