I am a living immortal.

Changkong cursed loudly.

Old Master Mao was still quick to react.

"Hurry, hurry, stop it." He drove away the servants.

"Master...Master...how can we make amends for this?" Being stared at angrily, the old man asked with a shy smile while wiping the sweat off his face.

Close your eyes and let out a long breath.

Changkong comforted himself that he was not saving these stupid and bad scum, he was saving the yin and yang order. When he opened his eyes again, the anger in his eyes had completely disappeared.

Obviously, he has met many people like this over the years and has developed a set of self-comforting excuses.

Seeing that Changkong's anger had subsided, Old Master Mao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Amid the bloody smell that filled the yard, Changkong said, "Have someone cover the spot where the blood just dripped with dry grass, light it on fire, and then sweep away the ashes with a broom."

"Yes, yes, yes! Come quickly." Old Master Mao ordered immediately.

Then Changkong said, "Also, tell us all the evil things you have done. Remember, tell us all. This is related to whether all of you can survive."

After saying this, he waited for the Mao family to explain.

The Mao family members didn't dare to slack off. They racked their brains and told out all the bad things, evil things, big and small that they had done. Some of these things simply challenged the bottom line of being a human being and were worse than animals. Now the Mao family members have no shame and are doing this to survive.

The more you speak, the smoother it becomes, and the more you speak, the more you say.

Taoist Changkong listened and screened at the same time.

They talked for a full hour.

"there is none left?"

“It’s really gone…”

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't figure it out.

“Think about it again…”

After everyone brought out some unimportant things, Changkong still frowned. None of these things were related to the smoke and dust. At first, he thought that the smoke and dust were related to the rituals, the burning of candles, sandalwood, and talisman paper.

The main thing was that in Pingmo County, every household had incense lit by the Mao family, which was too shocking. Later he learned that it was the work of evil spirits behind the scenes. It looked like some kind of burning dust.

The evil spirit behind this must be related to the fire.

Although what the Mao family did was inhumane, none of it was related to the raging fire.

"Fire, a raging fire."

Changkong reminded them, but everyone looked confused. There hadn't been any large-scale flooding in Pingmo County recently, and they really couldn't remember it.

The old man fell into deep memories.

Changkong's reminder seemed to have triggered some mechanism in his memory. Images kept flashing through his mind, and the roaring fire burned everything in sight to ashes.

A woman in red calmly walked into the raging fire, and then was completely engulfed by the flames. Her eyes were calm and deep, and filled with tears of blood.

This look instantly exploded in the mind of Mao Shilang, the old man of the Mao family, as if it was right in front of him. His heart beat faster and faster, the blood color on his face quickly faded, and he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground with his mouth open as if he wanted to explain, but he couldn't say anything.

When Taoist Changkong saw Old Master Mao in this state, he knew that something was about to come to light. It seemed that this matter might have happened so long ago that Old Master Mao himself had forgotten about it. It was only because of his reminder that he remembered some of it.

Old Mrs. Mao's pupils dilated and she was lost in memories.

This happened when he was young.

At that time, Mao Shilang was still the youngest son in the family. Just like now, he received most of the love in the family.

At that time, the State of Yan had not yet been born, and the entire country was in the last years of its dynasty. The rulers were incompetent and the people were living in poverty. Rebellions were rising everywhere from outside. It was a dynasty that was even worse than the Dayu.

This is also the dynasty that Master Su Mu mentioned.

Corrupt officials, evil officials, dog emperors, evil spirits and monsters make people live in misery.

As the former capital, rituals and music collapsed, extravagance was excessive, and eating, drinking, and enjoying life were pushed to the highest level. The Mao family was also located near the capital at that time, so they were naturally affected by this trend.

The Mao family at that time was much more prosperous than it is now. They had food and money, and supported by officials in the court. Therefore, they lived much more comfortably in troubled times than in peacetime.

In such an environment, Mao Shilang was the most favored child. His style of doing things was much bolder than that of the current Mao family. It was the experience at that time that led to the continuation of the Mao family's lineage.

All thanks to the troubled times.

The collapse of order has led many people to become playthings of these wealthy families in order to survive.

On the streets, it is too common to see people killing people with swords just because they don't like what they see, and no one from the government will bother them. They may even be seen as aiding and abetting the evil, being lawless and absurd.

Looking for women? No taste.

Snatching people in the street? Barbarians.

Using power to pressure others? Boring.

These things have long been unable to stimulate the senses of the dandies, so they look for more exciting things, to make pure people become filthy, to appreciate their self-degradation, to let the poor experience wealth, to let them fly to the clouds, and then smash them to pieces, to appreciate the panic of gaining and losing, to turn noble people into mercenaries, to make passionate people inferior, and to make happy families kill each other...

Smash all the good qualities into pieces.

Testing human nature and treating others with the greatest malice were the toys of the time.

Enjoy beautiful things and then leave behind a mess, without having to bear the consequences and without caring about other people's feelings.

until………

A Jianghu opera troupe arrived. The troupe had a tough owner and a group of opera disciples who would rather die than surrender. They performed for money but did not covet money. Their brothers and sisters respected their teachers. Although they were not good at martial arts, they had acquired skills since childhood that were not easy for ordinary people to master.

This is a tough bone.

It is because of their toughness that they are famous, and it is because of their toughness that they have survived in this chaotic world. Their performances are not the same, and can be described as amazing.

This naturally became the target of a group of playboys.

If I could crush this troupe to death, the sense of accomplishment would be immense.

So they took action.

But what greeted them was a head-on attack. The group of playboys were beaten to a bloody pulp, and two people were forced to death. They returned empty-handed. The deaths of the two people completely revealed the determination of the troupe.

Impeccable.

But is it really flawless? Mao Shilang was considered the smartest among the group of dandies at that time. He knew that there is nothing flawless in this world and everyone has shortcomings.

So he visited every day, just to observe...

Then he discovered the troupe's weakness.