On the day when the thunder struck, Xiao Jin gnawed half of the head of the horned wood dragon. Carrying the embryo of chaos, he was hunted by the three realms. The nine orifices on his spine could swallow immortals and demons, and the netherworld in his left eye could bury ordinary people. On the way to escape, he picked up a drunk demon king and wanted to recognize his father. He broke into a ghost marriage and was forced to marry by a thousand-year-old female ghost. The immortal world said that he was worthy of death for killing gods, but he preferred to use thunder calamity to cook hot pot, and string stars on his spine to serve as candied haws.
"Master Ghost Mother, how about giving Ling Xiaozi gold-encrusted dentures as a betrothal gift?"
"Smelly fox! Tuck your third tail away and use it as a scarf!"
When the Chaos Blade cut off the shackles of Heaven, he held the candied haws in his mouth and chuckled: "Dip the Heaven's Tiao in the sauce, no matter if you choke it to death, don't bury it."
