The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

In the incense shop, a candle was flickering continuously.

Li Chuyi's shadow also lengthened again and again.

But his expression was extremely interesting.

"You are such a wicked person, Tong!"

In Li Chuyi's eyes, the tall young man and the black monkey-like spirit were still vividly portrayed on the pages of the book.

Just when he was about to make a move.

Two more kowtows were heard, and they became louder and louder.

Li Chuyi: "..."

"How could this be?"

He murmured, and the resentment in his heart began to disappear again, and there was no reason for it.

And when he read "Li's Spring and Autumn Annals" again, resentment surged up again.

This time, he didn't rush.

Instead, his eyes became cloudy, and a small glowing book appeared above the head of the tall young man and the black spirit. It was the Book of Destiny.

Everything in the world, as long as it exists, has its own destiny.

Even a piece of stone on the roadside may one day be used by passers-by to sit on and enjoy the cool air, or be taken home by a stonemason and made into some exquisite object.

This is the fate of stone.

At this moment, Li Chuyi looked like he was making a decision.

In fact, he was restraining himself.

Because I don't want to snoop around and change other people's fate.

And this kind of thing is addictive.

There is a difference between only once and countless times.

However, after hesitating for a long time, he still looked stern. There was no need to be polite to this Tongzi.

He raised his hand and grabbed the little book of destiny on the spirit's head.

"Let me see what you are!"

He took a deep breath and was about to flip through the pages when his movements froze.

"How is it possible that I can't read it?"

Li Chuyi murmured, feeling incredible.

In addition, this book of destiny is open, and what is presented on it is only what happened today and in the shop now.

'One day, there was some rippling in the breeze.'

'Xiao Hei brought his host to discover an incense shop, which actually contained treasures made from innate spiritual objects.'

'Then he said: Stupid shop owner, you deserve us to make a fortune today, come with me.'

'Afterwards, he met Li Chuyi and was trapped in a paper war. He had no choice but to kowtow and beg for a way to survive.'

Li Chuyi watched silently, and then silently returned the Book of Destiny.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the book of destiny above the tall young man's head.

However, you still cannot flip through the pages, you can only look at the contents that are currently unfolded.

"What's the point of this?"

Li Chuyi frowned deeply, thinking that this matter was quite mysterious.

The two paper figures in the copy of Li's Spring and Autumn Annals in his left hand were also extremely nervous.

"Xiao Hei, what should we do? Is it okay now?" the tall young man asked tentatively, his tone still a little uneasy.

"No, I think we are still trapped in some kind of magic, which means that the peerless old demon still has no intention of letting us go."

The spirit took a deep breath, "So..."

Then, once again, we saw the two of them kneeling and kowtowing, doing it very skillfully.

"Grandpa, spare my life. Give me a chance to live."

As for the outside world, Li Chuyi's resentment naturally and inexplicably dissipated again.

But when he looked again at the words he had written so many nights ago, as expected, resentment arose again.

Time passes slowly.

On the streets outside, the number of pedestrians and tourists gradually decreased, and the lights were turned off one after another.

Only Li Chuyi's place had its door still open, with a dim light shining from inside, swaying in this small town.

And he, the tall young man, and the black spirit.

They kept pulling each other like this, back and forth.

One side kept kowtowing, while the other side's resentment kept dissipating and rising again.

During this period, Li Chuyi also tried to use the immortal life technique on himself, hoping to avoid being disturbed by the other party, but it was useless.

I also tried to silence that person and prevent them from saying "Grandpa, please spare my life and give me a way to live", but it was of no use.

In the blink of an eye, the moon was already at its zenith.

The city was completely silent, with only the sound of people snoring in their sleep and the occasional barking of dogs coming from an alley.

And Li Chuyi is still dealing with the two.

"Forget it, stop kowtowing."

Li Chuyi looked somewhat helpless. In such a short period of time, there was the tall young man and the spirit he called "Tong".

I have kowtowed to him more than three hundred times and called him grandpa more than three hundred times.

Li Chuyi held his forehead with his hand, and the "Li's Spring and Autumn Annals" turned into streams of air and dissipated.

At the same time, the tall young man and the black monkey-like spirit fell out and appeared in the shop.

However, their knees were still half-bent, as if they were ready to kneel down and kowtow at any time.

"Junior Naihetian, greetings to Senior Demon."

The young man bowed and saluted. Although there was some fear in his eyes, he was extremely respectful.

When Li Chuyi saw this, he frowned and looked at him for a few seconds.

He had long felt that this young man had a somewhat foolish nature.

"Naihetian, this name is quite...quite easy to remember."

After Li Chuyi finished speaking, he walked to the door of the shop, took out some wooden boards, and closed the door.

However, the black spirit looked cautious as it stared at Li Chuyi.

"You...you...what are you?"

"Where did you take that stupid kid named Li? Or did you kill him?"

Even at this point, it still felt that the person in front of it was not Li Chuyi, even though it had read "Li's Spring and Autumn Annals" before.

Li Chuyi ignored him, set up the tea table, sat down, and made tea in an orderly manner.

"Naihetian, sit down!"

"Oh."

Naihe Tian just sat down without seeming too restrained. It can only be said that he is quite open-minded.

"Why do you think that stupid boy named Li is dead?" Li Chu asked without raising his head.

"In such a strange, dangerous, and powerful world, that kid was plotted against by an unknown existence from the very beginning. How could he survive?"

The spirit was suspended in the air, analyzing with a confident tone.

He continued: "Not only that, even if he survived, his cultivation level would be as exaggerated as yours, I still don't understand it."

Upon hearing this, Li Chuyi just smiled inexplicably and said nothing.

When the spirit saw this, he started to find a topic of conversation.

"I don't drink tea, why do you have three teacups?" It was a little puzzled.

"Nothing. This extra teacup is for my father Tiandao. After all, it has become a habit after so many years."

Li Chuyi paused, and his tone became full of oppression.

"Tong, back then on the top of that thousand-foot peak, wasn't it you who gave me three incense sticks and asked me to acknowledge Tian Dao as my father?"

"He also said that he was going to some Hongmeng outer world and had no time to care about me."

"I just didn't expect to meet you here. It's really surprising."

In mid-air, the black spirit heard this.

But it was simply unbelievable.

"So, you are really that Li Chuyi?"