After Killing the Lord, I Became a Firekeeper.

"Boy, look at your dark hall, there will be a bloody disaster today!" - This is the tenth time this month that the old Taoist priest has tricked me into drinking. Now I am just a drunkard waiting to die hiding in a border city. I personally killed the benefactor I once regarded as a god. I no longer believe there is light in this world. But when it came time to die, the wretched old man straightened his back and stood in front of me. He turned around, still smiling playfully: "Boy, I'm going to be in trouble this time... At my grandma's house." At that moment, I, a mad dog who had died once, finally learned how to be a human being...