Son-in-law From Dark World

Qin Feng sat on the ground and fiddled with the turtle shell. This was a good thing. If he took it apart, he would make a set of defensive armor to ensure that he would be invulnerable.    

    

When the old Daoist heard this, he grinned and lit up a large cigar. Then, he carelessly threw the woman, who had already vomited white foam, beside that man like a bundle of pigs.    

    

The old Daoist was dressed very formally. He was wearing the Chinese tunic that Ye Meiyun had given him earlier, but his pants were gone without a trace, replaced with flowery underpants and a pair of high-heeled shoes.    

    

In particular, his current hairstyle was extremely messy, as if he was a refugee from the wilderness.    

    

"Hehe, Boss Qin, you are truly cunning. You actually knew that I was hiding in a tree. If you knew the smell of my body, you would have been able to suffocate those snakes. I don't need to torment you anymore."    

    

The old Daoist scratched his head and opened his mouth. It was the smell of the sewers.    

    

In the past, although he appeared slovenly, his personal hygiene was still very neat. Otherwise, he would not have been able to stay in the villa for so long.    

    

Now that he had fallen to such a state, Qin Feng could roughly guess that during the time he left the Longhai City, there would definitely be a ruthless person who went to the Old Man to seek revenge.    

    

He did not know how he managed to escape from the Longhai to here either. Logically speaking, not even he would dare to go through the three channels of land, sea, and air.    

    

"Hehe, cut the crap. Tell me, which hero chased after you this time around?"    

    

When the old Daoist arrived, it was definitely not a good thing. Qin Feng wished that he could kill him with a punch, and the fame he established with his Longhai City was immediately bought by him. It was all in vain.    

    

"Hero?" Just those grandsons of theirs still dare to call themselves heroes? In order to chase and kill me, three routes across the sea, land, air and land were all ambushed by the dragnet. In order to reach Ninghai City, I flipped over two mountains before I ran here.    

    

The old Daoist stuck out his dirty sleeves and rubbed the corners of his eyes, looking pitiful.    

    

Given his age, it would be best for him to just sit at home and wait for someone to knock on the door.    

    

"Enough, enough. Just say it directly. Who exactly is it? Your past enemies have all been dealt with by your old man. Why are you being chased by so many people again?"    

    

Qin Feng frowned. He had a bad feeling about this. The old Daoist had actually climbed over two mountains and ran here and was risking his life. It was definitely not that simple.    

    

His pursuers had already risen to the top of the Mortal Board.    

    

It was most likely not this time, the person chasing after him was a large power on the Earth Board. Otherwise, how could he be this scared?    

    

"Boss Qin, this time we have really played it big. Devil Child came out of the mountain. It seems like the old Taoist will not have much luck."    

    

It could be seen that although he was worried about his own situation in the past, he was not very afraid. After all, he had been on the run for so many years.    

    

At the moment, Qin Feng could feel his fear from his serious attitude and panicked eyes.    

    

Devil Child? He didn't seem to have heard of this name before.    

    

"Tell me, how did you offend Devil Child? Also, where did he come from?"    

    

Qin Feng used the turtle shell as a seat and sat on it. Since the old Daoist had come, he couldn't just ignore this matter.    

    

But before he could do anything, he needed to understand what sins the old Daoist had committed and whether he was worth helping or not.    

    

"Devil Child, that guy is simply abnormal. According to common sense, Boss Qin, you should know that she is an Celestial Level killer that is outside of the top three. She was once in the southern battlefield, an existence that the top three of the Mortal Board were not willing to offend."    

    

When the old Daoist saw that Qin Feng wasn't as cold-blooded as before, or that he was trying to cheat his treasures, he excitedly recounted what he knew.    

    

After Qin Feng listened for a long time, he finally understood the extent of the old Daoist's sin three years ago. He actually dug up his master's grave.    

    

Qin Feng was quite unfamiliar with Devil Child, but he had actually interacted with her master, Mountain Ghost, before.    

    

That old man was very evil, had an eccentric temper, and he was even the guide of Ghost Market.    

    

After offending him, no wonder the old Daoist didn't dare to go to Ghost Market to hide and dig other people's graves. This was too wicked, Qin Feng felt that there was no reason for him to help this matter.    

    

When he thought of this, he stood up and left. The old Daoist was stunned, unable to react for a long time.    

    

"Hey, Boss Qin. You can't just stand by and watch me die. I have my own reasons."    

    

Seeing that Qin Feng had already walked out of the bush, the old Daoist hurriedly chased after him, often hanging by his side. His face was full of dejection as he begged for mercy.    

    

"You're digging people's graves!"    

    

Qin Feng couldn't be bothered to care about this old Taoist who had no bottom line. Perhaps, he helped him in the past.    

    

The old Daoist gritted his teeth and rushed in front of Qin Feng. He said with a cold tone, "I can dig his grave, but his grave should be dug. Do you know what kind of wicked things that old bastard did?"    

    

Qin Feng did not want to continue blabbering with the old man. This guy had no morals and had lost his humanity. Even if the mountain ghost did something evil, it was still something he did before he died.    

    

"Say it, if you don't have a sufficient reason, don't bother laozi anymore, or else, I will beat you up without Devil Child coming over!"    

    

Suddenly, a biting cold killing intent exploded from Qin Feng's body. The old Daoist instinctively took two steps back.    

    

He gradually calmed down and put away his usual mischievous smile. He said in a serious tone, "The fact that I dug his grave belongs to benevolence. That old man with the head of a turtle is the most inhumane bastard. He actually captured more than ten living people to bury himself in the Sakardi Tribe, including two young boys and girls."    

    

The old Daoist paused for a moment, his face full of grief and indignation. His voice also became more and more hoarse.    

    

The old Daoist is also a professional killer, of course, my goal is not ordinary people, but those professional killers, which is my goal. The evil deeds of the mountain ghost have already crossed the bottom line of the human race, while living, the old Daoist has a hundred ways to kill him, but he's dead, so there's only one way, and that's to dig the grave, to make it so that he can't live peacefully, which is also my last remedy for that tribe.    

    

The old Daoist looked up into the starry sky and thought back to that year when he was being hunted down and brought home by two local villagers to recuperate.    

    

A week later, the group of assassins found his hiding place. In order to cover for him, both men and women from both families were killed while the old Daoist was hiding in the kang hole.    

    

When he woke up, he crawled out and saw the corpse of his benefactor.    

    

That day, the downpour seemed to smash down the mountains, causing the river to flood in a torrent of mud and rocks, as well as the scene of the hill collapsing. He dragged his severely injured body, burying his benefactor.    

    

From then on, he was willing to be the tribe    

    

The guardian had his own faith. He was no longer at a loss, nor would he take the initiative to accept quests and kill people.