Little kid, are you crazy?

"Little brat, are you out of your mind?!"

"You're the one who's out of their mind, damn it!"

Lu Jun's expression was strange as he retorted to the blind old man in front of him.

Lu Jun also cursed himself internally for meddling.

He had just come down the mountain, preparing to go home and feed his chickens.

He happened to see the villagers throwing the blind old man out of the village.

The villagers of Huang Family Village were already xenophobic, but Lu Jun couldn't bear to see them treat a blind, disabled old man like this.

So, as Lu Jun stepped forward to help the old man up, the old man suddenly said to him, "Little brat, you're out of your mind."

Lu Jun wished he could punch his past self twice for being so kind.

Hearing Lu Jun's retort, the blind old man didn't get angry. Instead, he leaned closer and sniffed Lu Jun all over.

"Holy crap!"

Lu Jun's pupils constricted, and he quickly hugged himself defensively, "What the hell do you think you're doing, you creepy old pervert!"

The blind old man scratched his head nonchalantly and said, "You reek of demonic energy!"

Lu Jun's heart skipped a beat.

This blind old man is suspicious. He noticed it right after I killed a demon.

"What is demonic energy?" Lu Jun asked, pretending to be ignorant.

"Demonic energy is the smell of demons and monsters," the blind old man said matter-of-factly. "Little brat, how many people are in your family?"

"Two."

"Then it makes sense. Besides you, the other one isn't human…"

"……" Lu Jun was speechless.

Great, I overestimated this old man.

Lu Jun turned to leave.

"Young man, don't rush," the blind old man chuckled carelessly, then quickly darted in front of Lu Jun and picked up a black mutt from behind him.

The black dog kept sticking out its tongue upon seeing Lu Jun.

Before Lu Jun could question it.

The blind old man's wrist flicked, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

Under Lu Jun's astonished gaze, he lightly cut the black dog's leg. Instantly, blood gushed from the dog's calf.

Immediately after, the blind old man quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and collected the dog's blood.

Lu Jun increasingly felt the other man was crazy and turned to run, carrying his winnowing basket.

Unexpectedly, his wrist was firmly grasped by the blind old man.

The blind old man's grip was like an iron clamp, and Lu Jun couldn't break free for a moment.

Lu Jun frowned, his internal alarm bells ringing loudly.

Ever since he mastered his Spiritual Power, his physical fitness was comparable to dozens of strong men in the village.

Yet, this old man in front of him could restrain him.

He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Could it be…

A demon?!

Lu Jun's eyes lit up, and he was about to activate his Spiritual Power.

But in the next second, a porcelain bottle emitting a fishy smell was handed to Lu Jun.

The blind old man placed the bottle filled with dog blood into Lu Jun's hand and whispered, "Don't worry, you saw it yourself… this is black dog blood, harmless to humans."

"Tonight, mix this dog blood into your family's food, or sprinkle it directly on any exposed skin of your family members, and you'll know that what this old man said is true."

After saying that, the blind old man chuckled dryly twice.

"The demons in your village are afraid of black dogs. There are basically no black dogs in the village. I had to cross two or three mountains to find this. Don't let the old man's good intentions go to waste."

Once the blind old man finished speaking.

Lu Jun felt the grip on his wrist loosen. When he turned back, ready to say something, the blind old beggar had already vanished without a trace, leaving only the still-warm porcelain bottle in his hand…

Lu Jun shivered.

What was going on with that blind old man!

But it seems like what the blind old man said might be true… In this Huang Family Village, let alone black dogs, there aren't even many dogs in general.

Lu Jun returned home and, after feeding his chickens, He shouted towards the master bedroom inside, "Old man, get ready to kill a chicken for dinner!"

After a long while, the room door was pushed open, then quickly shut again. The old man, with white hair and beard, wearing a hemp cloth and cotton outfit, lazily walked out from inside.

The old man's already small eyes were half-closed, giving him a somewhat shifty, rat-like appearance.

Seeing the old man emerge, Lu Jun recalled the words of the blind old man from before.

Lu Jun said helplessly, "Old man, what treasures are in your room that you never let me enter? You lock the door tightly every time you go in and out. I have to call you from outside to wake you up."

The old man chuckled and said, "Haven't you heard that one shouldn't enter a maiden's chamber?"

Lu Jun scoffed, "Nonsense, that's for a girl's room, isn't it? What maiden's chamber does a scruffy old man like you have?"

The old man smiled, "Eighty is the prime of old age, like a blooming flower. It's all the same, all the same. Anyway, just don't go in... or something terrifying might happen."

Lu Jun pouted, too lazy to argue with him.

This old man was always so disrespectful and shameless in his old age.

The old man swayed and stretched his waist, then said to Lu Jun, "You go cook the rice, I'll handle the chicken. Get up early tomorrow, we need to go worship the 'Huang Pi Dao Master'."

"If we go late, we won't get a good spot."

The Huang Pi Dao Master was the deity worshipped in Huang Family Village. They worshipped three times a month, on the 'Shuo, Wang, Hui' of each month, which were the first, fifteenth, and last day of the month.

Lu Jun nodded helplessly and turned to walk towards the kitchen in the backyard.

Only after confirming Lu Jun had completely reached the backyard kitchen did the old man sway his way over to the chicken coop and begin to seriously examine the chickens.

Strangely, the moment the old man approached the chicken coop, the flock of chickens, which had been eating heartily and enjoying themselves, suddenly became terrified.

They clucked incessantly, frantically crowding towards the corners of the coop furthest from the old man.

The old man smacked his lips.

"Ah, this chicken seems to have heatstroke. It won't survive. We'll eat it today..."