Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 98 Sharpening the Knife
The rain slid down Liu Sheng's forehead, flowed down from his thick and high brows, and passed through the corners of his eyes, making him a little unclear.

The festive welcoming team moved forward quickly. Liu Sheng watched the sedan chair go away, and then saw the side curtain of the sedan chair being lifted, and a beautiful and helpless woman poked her head out. The look in her eyes couldn't stop the tears falling from her eyes.

She seemed to want to speak, but a pitch-black claw grabbed her throat and dragged her into the sedan chair.

Liu Sheng's widened eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he opened his mouth when he saw that beautiful face, as if calling——

"elder brother!"

Liu Sheng rushed forward like crazy.He pulled out the knife at his waist, only to find that the knife in his hand was covered with rust.

He slashed at the Yin soldiers in the welcoming team, but was kicked to the ground by the Yin soldiers.

Liu Sheng fell into the rain, as if he had fallen into a cold ditch.

The rotten muddy water in the ditch surged up, dragging him to the water, sinking, sinking.

Liu Sheng opened his eyes abruptly, panting loudly.

The cold sky, the cold rain, and the wet clothes fell heavily on his body, like a pair of invisible hands, constantly dragging him down.

In the distance, a procession of welcoming brides with gongs and drums came towards him.

Liu Sheng's heart was beating violently, the muscles on his face were twitching, and the blood in his heart drove him, making him look viciously at the welcoming team like a beast devouring people.

He ran quickly, stepping on the rainwater with his feet, splashing mud and water.

"Ryohime!"

"Ryohime—"

Liu Sheng collided head-on with the wedding party, and was stopped by the judge who led the way: "Bold! How dare you bump into the wedding of Lord Chenghuang."

The judge stretched out his hand and pushed, Liu Sheng flew backwards heavily and fell into the mud.

The curtain of the red sedan chair was thrown open, and Lianghime struggled desperately to escape.

But a ghost hand strangled her throat, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't leave.

Liang Ji looked at Liu Sheng who had fallen into the quagmire, with tears in her eyes, shook her head at him, and said two silent words:

"Come on!"

Liu Sheng struggled to stand up, but the judge along the way stepped on him: "Don't miss the auspicious time, let's go."

Liu Sheng grabbed the judge's ankle and wanted to twist him to the ground, but it was as if he had grabbed a cold iron pillar, which pressed him into the water, preventing him from turning over.

One foot after another stepped on Liu Sheng's body, the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of suona, and cheerful tunes sounded above his head.

Liu Sheng watched the bright red sedan chair pass overhead, the dark red sedan chair soaked by the rain seemed to be bleeding.

The muddy water submerged Liu Sheng's body, trampling it deeper and deeper.

Gloomy weather, biting rain.

The drenched clothes fell on his body like iron armor, icy cold to the bone.

Liu Sheng's eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with drops of water, he took a sharp breath, and looked at the welcoming team in the distance.

His face was as cold as iron, and his heart was as hot as a furnace.

Liu Sheng held on to the scabbard at his waist, while holding the handle tightly with his other hand.

His feet were piled up, and his body sank, like a stone sculpture sitting at the intersection.

When the wedding party approached, the judge leading the way raised his hand, and the noisy gongs, drums and suona stopped.

The judge squinted his eyes: "Who dares to stop Lord Chenghuang's wedding sedan chair?"

Liu Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like a man-eating tiger, he drew his knife quickly, and the cool light of the knife shone in the rain.

Like lightning!Like thunder!
The light of the knife fell on Judge's body, and the Judge's face could bear to be frightened.

Swish.

Let the judge change into two pieces, and the broken paper figurines fall into the rain, and they soak up quickly.His soul turned into dark wind and black mist, wailing and hovering in front of the sedan chair.

"kill!"

Judge Wu on the other side rushed forward and smashed the golden whip in his hand at Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng kicked him in the heart, kicking him back again and again.

At this time, Black and White Wuchang threw out the chain, locked Liu Sheng's legs from left to right, pulled hard, and Liu Sheng fell to the ground involuntarily.

The underworld servants swarmed up, with swords on their bodies.

The bright red blood bloomed in the rain, like a red plum blossom in full bloom.

The curtain of the big red sedan chair was torn open, Liang Ji looked at Liu Sheng lying in a pool of blood, and wailed silently, the phoenix crown fell into the rain and rolled at Liu Sheng's feet.

Liu Sheng stared at Liang Ji's face, and wanted to speak, but his whole body kept sinking.

"Wait for me, wait for me to save you!"

Black clouds overwhelm the city, and the billowing clouds are like the scales of a black dragon.

Lightning and thunder intertwined among the clouds, and strong winds and torrential rain poured down.

Liu Sheng stood at the intersection, he took off the bow on his back, and gently stroked the bowstring with his fingers.

He took out the arrows in the quiver, bent his bow to lead the arrows, and watched the direction of the welcoming procession.

It was pouring rain.

The rain hit the ground, splashing clouds of mist.But there was nothing in the empty mist.

Liu Sheng's eyes were red, bloodshots were crawling in his eyeballs.

He hoped to see the wedding procession, to see his dearest and most beloved sister in the big red sedan chair.

But nothing.

"why!"

The bow and arrow fell to the ground and splashed water. Liu Sheng looked up at the sky, as if he felt a huge monster cruising among the clouds.

"Where? Where is my sister?"

He sat down in the rain decadently, and the sharp light that bloomed seemed to be extinguished by the heavy rain.

A paper umbrella was opened above his head, and a young man in red clothes and black boots walked to his side.

"Stand up and pick up your bow and arrow."

"If you don't maintain your bow and arrow, sharpen your blade, maintain your spirit, and practice your martial arts, then who can Liang Ji rely on?"

Liu Sheng stood up, he picked up the bow and arrow in silence, and looked at Gong Mengbi.

Gong Mengbi slightly bent his eyes, and seemed to be smiling.

He pointed to the sky and pointed to the torrential rain, "The black dragon you have seen, the wind and rain you have experienced will become reality someday."

"Once this day comes, you need to pick up your bow and arrow, lift your long knife, and go rescue your sister."

Gong Mengbi spread out his hands, and a light fragrance floated from his palms.

After Liu Sheng smelled it, he immediately felt refreshed.His drunken mind gradually sobered up, and he realized that maybe it wasn't reality, but a dream.

"Who the hell are you? What are you trying to say?"

Gong Mengbi laughed: "Are you awake? Then let's have a good chat."

The lead cloud dissipates, the wind and rain subside.

Liu Sheng opened his eyes, seeing darkness in front of him, and the familiar bed beneath him.He finally remembered that he was drunk again.

In the pitch-black room, only a hazy figure glowed faintly, like the hazy moonlight.

　There should be only one chapter today. I figured that tomorrow I should be basic 2 + owed update 2 + today 1. There will be five updates, enough for me to write from morning to night.

Push a good one:

"Thousands of Sparks"

The fire was roaring, and the steam pushed the gears into rotation.Riding on a giant metal ship combined with rivets, humans shuttled between the stars.

His majesty, the great emperor, is shining brightly, and under his shadow, the benevolent empire has found a place to live in the sea of ​​stars.

And Dusand feels that this world with the wrong style of painting...maybe there are other possibilities.

This is a story that ignites thousands of sparks in a Victorian Western-style world.

　
(End of this chapter)