Three hundred years ago, the demon king Wei Fengci was full of evil, misunderstandings, good and evil, and was eventually killed by his lover himself.
After reviving his life, Wei Fengci looked away.
Saving the common people and righteousness in the world are not as practical as setting up a stall to tell fortunes and defrauding two cents to buy wine.
Until the paper man in Lin'an City caused trouble, he showed his presence in order to save people, and was blocked in the corner by the Supreme Immortal Lord who came from afar.
Looking at his former mortal enemy who was dressed in white and as cold as ice, Wei Fengci skillfully bent down, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said flatteringly: "Isn't it okay for you to do a good job?"
Pei Yinglan looked away in disgust just like before.
"Wei Fengci... Since you are dead, why do you still crawl out of hell to provoke me?!"
Purpose: Even if you are in the darkest quagmire, you must stick to your inner conscience and justice; even if your fate is unfair, you must use your mortal body to cut through the long night and protect the glimmer of light in the world.