Great Sui Guoshi

"Isn't it just a little blood? We came from the sword and went from the sword, and we were injured a lot."

The big man with curly beard swung his knife and cut his palm, clenched his fist, and the blood slid into the inkstone like a silk thread, and the rest of the people saw that the boss had done it, so they also cut one by one.

Bright red covered with blue and black mixed together.

"Master, we've fixed it." The bearded man covered his wound and asked, "...But, what is this for?"

Seeing the blood piling up on the ink inkstone, Lu Liangsheng smiled and opened it, picked up a Langhao brush and stirred it inside, passed the six people, and walked to the courtyard wall, the blue ink was mixed with blood, and it fell on the wall at this time, it was a dark red color .

"What to do? Of course, it is to trap the evil spirits here in this temple, and also accumulate Yin virtues for the six of you along the way."

Over there, the six people outside the temple gate are a little confused, accumulating virtue?Isn't it giving us the opportunity to follow the practice?

In the middle, the chunky figure couldn't help but ask:

"Master, why do you want to accumulate Yin virtue?"

At this moment, as Lu Liangsheng wrote on the wall and outlined the shape of the painting, the short and fat man suddenly felt as if something had been sucked out of his body, he couldn't stand upright, and almost fell to the ground.

"I... I... what's going on?"

While speaking, the other six people, including the big man with beards, swayed, and the sword in their hands fell to the ground, sweating profusely, huddled together, and knelt down weakly.

In a daze of consciousness, I heard the voice of the tall man writing and drawing on the wall.

"You burned, killed, looted, you did a lot of evil things, and you killed a lot of people under the knife?"

As the pen tip wanders, a long-sleeved dance is outlined on the courtyard wall, stretching upwards, and the bare arms are raised lightly, vaguely a silhouette of a celestial girl descending from the mundane world.

"...Don't rush to deny it. I have already heard what you guys said in lurking outside the temple last night. You are familiar with this kind of thing and have done a lot of things. You are not good enough, your personal morality is damaged, and you will die in chaos in the future. Under the circumstances, it is better to do something beneficial to the people under the mountain."

The big man with the beard grabbed a knife with all his strength, struggled to get up and rush over, but was weak in the end, staggered two steps and then knelt down on the ground, looking at the figure over there and yelling fiercely.

"What did you do to us?!!"

"By taking advantage of your [-] years of Yangshou, besieging Yin Sha in this Lanruo Temple is considered a great merit."

Lu Liangsheng stopped his pen, brought in a water bag, took a sip, sprayed it on the wall, and painted a picture of a celestial girl descending from the mundane world. With a flash of magic light, the big man's beard and hair were grizzled, his skin and muscles looked old, and the backs of his hands and the corners of his eyes were swollen. Zebra, in the blink of an eye, is an old man in his sixties.

"This... this... expert, please let me wait."

The remaining six people were terrified and kowtowed non-stop. In a moment, the heads with jet-black buns turned into silver threads, their bodies were thin and thin, and the originally tight robes became loose to wear on their bodies.

The words begging for mercy were hoarse, the teeth fell out in the opening and closing of the mouth, and those who could not accept such changes passed out directly.

Lu Liangsheng ignored the begging voice in his ear, and walked to the next wall.

"You wait for Shouyuan to keep this place for 180 years, and you will stay here. Don't think about destroying it. The Shouyuan has been borrowed, so you won't come back. It will take a few days to finish painting the three courtyard walls. During the period, it is good to think about it." , hoping to be reincarnated as a human in the next life.”

After saying that, Lu Liangsheng sank into the painting without any other distraction, the three walls connected into a picture scroll of Buddha and flying sky, which fit together around the monastery, and then left the last one on the dry well ground monument.

It should be able to trap the evil spirit, but it is only a trap. The evil spirit is connected to the earth veins, and it is difficult to eradicate it unless it is a true immortal.

...that's all I've done.

Do your best.

With the morning light shining on his face, Lu Liangsheng thought about the strokes falling in his hands.

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Huaiyi State.

The scorching sun was hot, and on the official road with little shade, the passing business travelers rested their feet and drank water. A shaft cart stopped, and a Taoist jumped off from it, and waved his hand to thank the driver.

I dug out a few pieces of hard pancakes from my yellow cloth pocket, and walked to the county town in front of me. The streets are paved with bluestone floor tiles, and the pedestrians are bustling. There are many more people coming from outside these days than in the past. The teahouses in the city are almost It is full every day, and the man who refills the tea is busy back and forth with a long-mouthed teapot.

The women and children found in Yingshi Mountain, and the story of the gods appearing that night spread, and the people from all over the world couldn't help but come to the city to join in the fun and listen to some mysterious things that night during the market.

The storyteller even compiled what happened that day into a story.

"...That day the words of the Immortal Elder spread all over the city, and everyone knew about it. Later, our county magistrate was in a hurry to send the city's servants and peasants to Yingshi Mountain. Guess what? Hey, it was true what the Immortal Elder said, There are towering stele gates on the mountain, surrounded by artificial mountains and water pavilions, promenades, high buildings and pavilions, like a fairyland on earth, and there, women are more beautiful than each other..."

Sun Yingxian squatted on the eaves outside the tea shop and listened for a while. After eating the pancakes in his hand, she sneered and walked back to the street. Suddenly, she bumped into someone.

"Sorry sorry!"

The man was dressed as a policeman, and when he saw that the person who collided with him was a monk, he smiled and confessed, then walked to a nearby pawn shop...

At the other end, Sun Yingxian, who had walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the back of the shop.

"Why does it smell like Old Lu?"

Chapter 157 A Letter from a Mentor

"Candied haws~~ Fragrant and crispy candied haws!"

"Crispy pears, sell crispy pears!"

"Cooking cakes, good-looking and delicious...Cooking cakes to eat."

The short shopkeeper carried the load and the boy with the basket and went to the street. Amidst the noise of selling, Sun Yingxian frowned and walked back. He approached the eaves and glanced at the shop in front of him.

A man in public attire was talking to the shopkeeper in the inner room, and he took out a scroll in his arms.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this worth?"

"It's hard to say, non-famous calligraphy and paintings have always been relatively cheap, but the paintings on this one are exquisite."

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper held the painting scroll by the tip of his beard for a while, and shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, there is a crack in the middle of this painting, even if it is repaired, it will damage the whole painting."

"You directly make a price, how much will you charge?"

"In this way, ten taels, even if the official sells it elsewhere, it is estimated to be at this price."

The Taoist, who had been listening outside for a while, went in with a trick of his eyes, saw the picture scroll unfolded in the shopkeeper's hand, it was a moment of a fierce beast, and suddenly reached out and snatched it.

"Where did you get this painting?!"

The shopkeeper and the catcher were startled by a sudden sound, and suddenly seeing a Taoist beside him, the catcher grabbed the handle of the knife and hurriedly backed away two steps.

"Who are you!"

"I'm asking you, this painting is from—"

As soon as Sun Yingxian lifted his foot, he tapped the tip of the knife with his toes, and the blade that had been drawn out was pushed back into the sheath with a snap.

Raising the 梼杌 painting in his hand, the Taoist approached and grabbed the catcher's skirt and dragged him in front of him.

"This painting was made by my friend and I carry it with me on weekdays. How did it get into your hands?"

"What are you friends! This is what I got from the gods of Yingshi Mountain that day when I waited in the attic of the mountain!"

Seeing that there was a reason for the incident, the policeman was not in a hurry to act, he argued with the Taoist, talking about the red lights that filled the city that day, and the sound of the Dharma spread throughout the city, even the shopkeeper over there nodded in agreement.

"That's right, the Taoist priest, it was true that the gods appeared that day and told that there were evil people who imprisoned women and children and sacrificed them in the mountains. I saw the rescued women and children a few days ago. It is absolutely true."

Here, Sun Yingxian calmed down more or less. He saw the knife edge on the painting scroll just now, and thought that something happened to Lu Liang, so he was a little anxious. Now that he heard the testimony of others, he withdrew his hand and asked the whole story with a deep breath. He saw a scholar and the old donkey.

The catcher also answered one by one neatly.

"I didn't see that fairy elder, maybe I left first."

Most likely it was Lao Lu who was not used to doing evil things again, and had a fight with someone. It happened that his things were here, so I could find him.

After thinking about it, the Taoist cupped his hands and apologized for his previous recklessness.

"Since the painting is in your hands, I don't want to snatch it from you, but can you lend it to me?"

The policeman hesitated for a moment, but handed it to the other party. Sun Yingxian ignored the two people beside him, touched the scroll with his fingertips, pinched his fingers and rolled up his wide sleeves, threw the scroll back, turned around and walked outside, using the blindfold, Pedestrians crossed the street, quickly left the city, stood by the side of the road, and spread out the clenched fists in their hands.

A wisp of white air curled around and drifted to the west.

"Could it be that Lao Lu went to Chang'an? That's right. If you don't go to Chang'an to visit Bei Zhou, it would be a waste of time."

I found a place where there was no one, sacrificed the Tudun, along the outskirts of the field, arched a mass of earth and spread towards the west, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Susu~~~

The loose soil arched and descended, extending all the way along the cast of the spell. The dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground were avoided by the spell. When the mana was exhausted, the Taoist drilled out of the ground, immediately put on the magic amulet, and followed Lu Liangsheng's breath. Go ahead.

For two days in a row, they didn't go to Chang'an, but followed the tracking spell to the border of Jinzhou.

"Mr. Lu Da...you're just kidding me."

This afternoon, Sun Yingxian looked at the outline of the city in the distance, and sat on a tree in depression, eating the dry food. By this time, the tracking spell had also been broken.

... Old mother Yueer, she would have snatched the scroll if she had known about it a long time ago.

'What should I do now?Go north to Chang'an, or continue to search here?If I had known earlier, I would have come to deliver the letter, old mother Yueer, her legs were almost broken...'

Along the way, the earth escape technique was used in a hurry, and sometimes it was difficult to distinguish the direction underground, and several times bumped into tree stumps or half-buried rocks, and several small bumps were raised on the head.

Rumbling--

The thunder rolled across the sky, the Taoist took a bite of the dry biscuit, looked up at the sky, it was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

On the road not far away, the passing of business travelers driving cars was not a surprising scene at first, and it was rare for Taoists to watch it. When they cursed: "God's God." Suddenly, there was a roar of horseshoes, and he turned his head to look.

"drive!"

On the official road from north to south, a team of horses galloped towards them. They were all tall horses, and they could be recognized as war horses at a glance.

A voice shouted in the cavalry: "Shang Yong is ahead!"

"Call-"

Hearing this sound, the horse team on the galloping road slowed down. The leader, a man with a strong figure and a majestic face, reined in the reins and raised his hand to stop the people behind him.

"That Mr. Lu, is this what you're talking about?"

From the rear, a horse rode up and cupped his hands: "Clan brother, this is here. Lu Liangsheng and his younger brother agreed to meet Shang Yong ten miles away in the southern suburbs. He is a decent man, and he should not lie."

The speaker, with a sword behind his back, was wearing a long robe with wrists, and a jade pendant was hung on his waist with a long blue belt. His face was thin, but his eyes were full of radiance.

The one with the horse's head in front of him is Yang Jian who came by appointment.

He took off the water bag around his waist, took a sip, and laughed when he heard the words of the clan brother:

"I'm not worried. It's the first time I've had a meeting with a different person. I'm still a little nervous. If I don't look good, how can I deal with myself? Hahaha!"

Heroically laughed, waved his whip, and slapped it.

"Let's go, speed up your pace, and hurry to the southern suburbs for ten miles. Chang'an cannot be separated from anyone!"

The sound of horseshoes reappeared, and amidst a series of shouts of "driving", the horse team headed south along the official road. At the other end, on a tree not far away, Sun Yingxian pulled out the branches and looked at the smoke and dust raised by the official road.

"They are also looking for Lao Lu, and it seems that they have agreed on a location, hehe, just in time!"

Shua jumped down from the tree, sacrificed the escape technique, burrowed into the soil, went straight along the field, arched the soil bag and extended rapidly, after five miles to the south, the mountains were rugged, mostly vegetation and rocks, the escape technique was used here It's not that old anymore, Sun Yingxian can only rely on divine walking to estimate the distance on the mountain road.

Wow--

The old crow stood at the edge of the forest ahead and crowed. The Taoist who found along the road looked around and found nothing but a gazebo.

bang.

The thunder rang again, and the sky was gloomy and terrible.

Sun Yingxian hid in the pavilion in a hurry, but the rain didn't come down, "Oh god, you're scaring people, right..."

At this time, looking around, I suddenly saw an old man walking through the forest with firewood on his back. He thought it was a villager nearby, and he could just ask for directions.

"Hey, old man in front!"

The Taoist ran out of the gazebo and chased into the woods. The old man carrying firewood in front of him was a little deaf, and he didn't seem to hear him shouting. He continued to move forward, and soon came to a ruined temple and walked in.

"Lan Ruo Temple?"

Looking at the inscription on the stone tablet, Sun Yingxian frowned. If the old man doesn't go home, what is he doing in this ruined temple?

...Wait, there is a monster!

"Old man, don't go in!"

The Taoist dug out the yellow talisman paper in his waist and chased after him with the bronze mirror for subduing demons. He saw five old people at the gate of the temple. The fallen leaves, seeing the Taoist coming over, just raised their eyelids, doing their own thing in silence.

These people... the Taoist approached, and vaguely felt signs that the life essence had been drawn from the old man. Sure enough, there were monsters haunting him, bewitching the strong man, and defrauding the life essence!

Out of the corner of my eye, a figure dragging a black dress flashed across the temple, and the Taoist was about to rush in as soon as he squared the bronze mirror in his hand.

A familiar voice sounded.

"Old Sun, are you going to yell and kill as soon as you meet?"