Great Sui Guoshi

Chapter 199 The Soul

Lu Liangsheng, who has read books and allusions for a long time, naturally knows the name 'Zhou Yu'. Even if there is no city god, he is also a famous ancient person in Jiangdong. middle.

Lu Liangsheng was still a little cautious when meeting his predecessors for the first time, but Zhou Yu had no airs, so the two of them bowed their hands and saluted, grabbed the scholar's wrist, invited him, and walked outside together.

There were many pilgrims outside, most of them were from the city, they respectfully burned incense and knelt down, and the two of them passed through the middle as if they were transparent.

"After what happened last night, there are many more pilgrims in the temple."

Zhou Yu, who was walking on the side, held his hands behind his back. He kept the costumes and headgear of the Han Dynasty, and he had a magnificent manner. While speaking, he was actually looking at the scholar around him. own style.

Going to the long eaves of the front hall, Lu Liangsheng put his hands on his abdomen, arched his wide sleeves lightly, and said with a smile: "Captain, you are too modest, this should be a good thing."

"Ha ha….."

Zhou Yu laughed softly, and saw that there were many pilgrims coming up from the steps outside the temple, and stretched out his hand to invite the scholar to go in another direction.

"If it wasn't for what happened last night, why would they come here? At this time, they are just asking for safety, but even so, as city gods, if they don't come to burn incense and sweep the temple, they have to keep everyone safe."

Seeking a job in his position should be like this, Lu Liangsheng bowed his hands again, and after a few conversations, he got to know a little about this famous ancient man in Jiangdong, and he couldn't help but arouse a curious thing.

On the side, Zhou Yu saw his hesitant expression, and smiled, "What do you want to ask, Mr. Lu?"

"Don't blame the governor, I just remembered some stories made up in the folk history."

That Zhou Yu stopped walking, suddenly laughed, and waved his hands: "Mr. Lu is also a calm person, haha... In those stories, did it mean that I was narrow-minded and was pissed off by Zhuge Liang? Hahaha -"

It is a bit taboo to explore the cause of the city god's death, but Zhou Yu's talking and laughing happily resolved everything completely, and neither side was embarrassed.

The two dressed elegantly, and while chatting with each other, they walked around to the back of the Temple of the City God. There was a passage separated by an iron fence. If ordinary people saw it with the naked eye, it was like adding a fence to a grave, and there were more incense sticks in it. At this moment, the City God was there. Beside, what Lu Liangsheng saw was a deep prison.

The first letter: no crime shall be accepted, and the lower letter: the guilty must be punished.

"Department of Punishment... It seems that I have to go in if I am innocent."

Lu Liangsheng said with a smile, in Zhou Yu's gesture, his figure turned into a puff of green smoke, entered the deep, without any light coming in, and he could clearly feel the surrounding environment taking shape in his heart without looking at the objects, What it looked like made Lu Liangsheng feel strange.

"The governor asked me to come here because of that centipede spirit?"

"Of course, you killed this monster, and you need to let Mr. Lu know about it." Zhou Yu waved his hand, and sent the two soul-bound Hei Wuchang to the prison: "Go and bring Na Jisha out, and show Mr. Lu a look."

After walking for a while, there was a dark fire burning ahead in the darkness, and Zhou Yu called out again when he vaguely saw a figure writing at his desk.

"Zijing, can you figure out the ghost's soul?"

Zijing?Could it be that Lu Su?

The scholar turned around to look, and saw the majestic figure behind the long case, dressed in robes and long beard, with a loyal face, holding a booklet while sketching, while coming over.

"The origin of this monster is ordinary, but there is some connection with Mr. Lu in the middle. Fortunately, the fate has been broken, so we are not implicated just now."

Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly, thoughtfully, the so-called predestined relationship has been broken, that is, it has nothing to do with him whether Pudu Cihang transforms into a dragon or not, if it is not broken, once the dragon transforms into heaven, he can enjoy great benefits, If you fail to transform into a dragon, you will be implicated by Yin virtue...

Soon, there was a burst of tinkling iron chains, and Fupo Wuchang pulled two iron chains from the end of the darkness and floated. On the outline, the tip of the claw sinks into most of it.

hiss~~~

The one in the soul state was Pudu Cihang, who seemed to have lost his sanity, constantly being eroded by the flames on the grapple, neighing in pain, struggling and twisting.

The soul-binding hook stretched straight, Pudu Cihang neighed mournfully, was pulled to hang in the air, Zhou Yu stepped forward with his hands behind his back, probably guessing what the scholar was thinking.

"This demon is not a complete soul."

Lu Su, the judge who was flipping through the book, nodded and looked at the scholar: "This monster is a bit special. It directly transforms into a dragon with its monster body and kills people. It is really rare to gather fierce spirit, dragon energy, and monster soul together."

"Those who are imprisoned in the Dudu prison are fierce spirits." Lu Liangsheng recalled the scene last night, and the Holy Flame Mingzun probably took away one of the three.

Zhou Yu waved his hand to let Fupo Wuchang take the evil soul down, and turned around: "This evil spirit was refined in the Town God's Temple to release the evil spirit, and then sent to the underworld to be dealt with by the Lord of the Underworld. Unfortunately, the demon soul was plundered by unknown evil ways. I wonder if Mr. Lu knows who he is?"

Sure enough, it is impossible for the city god of a capital to find himself to befriend him for no reason, and the other party is very courteous, but it is hard to refuse, just to sell a favor.

After thinking about it, Lu Liangsheng still told the truth, if the City God was allowed to intervene, he would be able to practice and improve in Qixia Mountain with peace of mind.

"That person is the Fire Praying Sect, Holy Fire Mingzun. I don't know his real name, but this person has been collecting spirits from all over the world, and it seems to be of great use."

Over there, City God and Judge Lu were lost in thought, and after a while, the former cupped their hands.

"Mr. Xie Lu told the truth, Yu has one more matter."

"Please tell me, Commander!"

"The demonic dragon energy has already fallen into the master's magic sword, so naturally I won't reach out to ask for it. If I can't control it in the future, I might as well send it to the Town God's Temple for training."

Lu Liangsheng knew about the third dragon energy falling into the Moon Misty Sword, but he was concerned about his master at the time and didn't have time to check it. Now that it was mentioned, he just smiled and nodded: "Yes, Liangsheng, thank you for reminding me, Dudu."

After talking about the matter here, Lu Liangsheng took his leave and left, walked out of the City God's Temple, raised his hands to the City God and the judge who were hiding among the pilgrims, and then left.

Watching the figure of the scholar go away in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yu turned around and let go of his spiritual sense to summon the quick report to the magistrate.

"Notify Xu Sheng, the city god of Wuhu, to see if he can intercept those evil people halfway and get back the demon soul!"

"Yes!"

.......

As the morning sun rose above the clouds, Lu Liangsheng withdrew his blindfold and returned to the deserted small courtyard. The luggage was ready, and the small pots were washed and hung under the bookshelf.

Sun Yingxian and Min Yuerou also sat under the eaves and waited for him.

Taoist Toad flipped over a short-sleeved coat and sat cross-legged on the donkey's buttocks, pointing to the still cold breakfast over there, and asked his disciples to eat quickly and set out on the road together.

Looking at the scholar who was digging his head into the bowl, Toad asked:

"Then what does the City God want you to do?"

"It's nothing, I said something about Purdue Cihang's demon soul." After Lu Liangsheng finished eating, he pulled the water from the moss-covered well with his fingertips, cleaned the bowl, and put it on the other side of the bookshelf.

"It's not bad to make friends with an ancient man."

After tidying up, he patted the old donkey who was eager to go home, turned around and said goodbye to Min Yuerou: "This matter is over, I will go back, and I will not go to the city to say goodbye to Min Shangshu. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Qixia Mountain to find him." I."

"If you have nothing to do, you can't come."

Min Yuerou raised her chin and said something to the scholar. Seeing that the other person was on the back of a donkey and was about to leave, she suddenly shouted: "Mr. Lu, Zuo Zhengyang, don't you..."

"Don't look at him anymore."

Knowing that the master was in a hurry to leave, Lu Liangsheng laughed on the donkey's back: "His injury cannot be healed by me. If he does not die, there will be no success in the future. Let me go!"

The Taoist took two steps and turned around.

"Hey, Miss Min, why don't you talk about keeping Ben Dao?"

"The Taoist priest is a monk, the little girl can't be kept!"

Min Yuerou crossed her arms and spat at him, watching the two people and the donkey leaving angrily, there was an empty silence around her, she saw Taoism and immortality, and she was thrilling to subdue demons and demons, and then she was in the circle of officials in the capital. I always feel that I am out of tune with the children of officials and eunuchs in the past, and even feel childish and ridiculous.

Not long after, the woman took the light green horse, swept the weeds with a whip, and walked back to the city feeling lost.

Chapter 200 The Unbeaten Sword

The woman leading the light green horse, with a long white skirt swaying, and a jade pendant swaying around her waist, walked up the official road, it was almost noon, she looked up at the time, then got on the horse, and ran all the way back to the city.

Demons appeared frequently last night, and even the night sky turned into a golden dragon shape, but on the second day, people in and out of the city needed to live. The folks who repaired the roads, the merchants waiting to enter the city gathered, and there were also many foreign caravans coming here. In the past, when I saw the mess outside the city, I couldn't help asking the people nearby.

"What the hell happened? This road and the forest over there were chewed by dogs. Why are there pieces of it?"

"You just came to the capital?"

"Yeah, I only arrived in the morning." "Hey, you won't believe it. Last night in the capital, there were masters fighting skills to defeat demons and eliminate demons. The monsters are so big. When they stand up, they are taller than the city wall." High, just like a mountain, tsk tsk..."

"Then you have to talk about it."

Most of the foreign caravans are going to enter the city. Those who come here along the caravan have to leave here if they want to go elsewhere. The boy with a wooden sword on his back is listening to the talk about last night with great interest. What happened in the capital took a moment before turning around and leaving.

"I don't know how the cultivator compares with the master, but it is definitely not comparable, and even if he is, his appearance is not comparable..."

The muttering boy found another caravan going south and passed by a woman riding a light green horse. Min Yuerou didn't care about the noise around her, she showed the token her father gave her, and all she saw was patrolling the streets all the way into the city The yamen servants, teahouses, and wineshops mostly discussed what happened last night, and there were also stories about the emperor's death, but they were all talking in low voices for fear that others would overhear.

Back at Baiguan Mansion She Street, there were crying and howling from almost every family, and the funeral was going on, Min Yuerou walked into the house, handed the horse to the servant to take away, walked to the side yard, and summoned the two servants guarding the door to go aside.

"How is Zuo Qianwei?"

"Reporting to Miss, Qian Wei hasn't woken up yet."

The words of the conversation spread into the room. On the bed filled with herbs, Zuo Zhengyang opened his eyes wide, his upper body was bare, and a thick bandage was wrapped around his left shoulder to his ribs. In fact, he was already awake, staring blankly at the roof Preoccupied.

The vague words outside echoed clearly in his ears.

"...after waking up, you two take good care of Qianwei, don't mention the arm in front of him."

"Also, don't talk about His Majesty's funeral. It won't be too late when he recovers..."

On the wooden pillow, Zuo Zhengyang blinked his eyes lightly, turned his face to look at his bare left shoulder, closed his dry eyes hard, and remembered everything that happened yesterday, his cheeks were bitten and swollen.

After a while, he loosened his clenched teeth, took a deep breath, and then exhaled.

"In the future... there will only be one arm... one hand."

"Your Majesty has also passed away, I can no longer continue to work..."

Listening to the intermittent words outside, staring at the slightly shaking burning oil lamp on the table, Zuo Zhengyang felt a little confused on the way back.

"Zuomou's road... how do I go?"

A soft creaking sound came from the door occasionally. Someone came in to see if the man on the couch was awake, and then closed it again. The disconnected sunlight shone brightly on the entire city, and black smoke rose from the imperial city in the middle. , blowing with the wind.

White flags were hung in every conspicuous place of the palace, the flames of the huge copper tripod were rising, and there was heat, and the paper money scattered in the hands of the eunuchs was flying all over the sky with the wind.

Min Changwen's hair was gray in a bun, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't closed his eyes since last night. He led a group of officials who were temporarily promoted to organize the emperor's funeral. The prince was brought by the imperial concubine to guard the coffin, weeping.

Soon, a fast horse entered the palace, carrying an urgent document and handing it to the old man.

After unfolding it and looking at it, Min Changwen put it away, waved the sleeves of his robe without any fluctuations in emotion to let the person come down to rest, waited in a corner where no one was around, looked again carefully, and suddenly slammed his head against the wall , punched hard.

"Your Majesty's funeral, there is another big enemy in the north, this is the death of my Chen Dynasty..."

On the letter hanging in his hand, the content is simple but dazzling.

——Prime Minister Jian Jian of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, who replaced the Zhou Dynasty to the Sui Dynasty, made great efforts to raise troops and horses.

Chang'an in the north.

The majestic Yang Jian walked out of the palace all the way, and countless soldiers were ready to fight. Soon, groups of cavalry surrounded them and went to the barracks. On the huge school field, they dragged their cloaks and walked up to the high platform step by step. The fist is pressed against the side of the leg.

With a solemn face, he swept across the seemingly endless Taoist soldiers without anger, which were thousands of his subordinates.

'Mr. Lu's words came true. '

The wind blew over, and at a certain moment, he pulled out the Emperor Sword and held it high, shaking his thick beard and hissing.

"Da Sui—"

The blade of the sword echoed in the air with a "Qiang" sound, and the big flag with the word "Sui" fluttered in the wind along with his cloak.

As the sun shone, tens of thousands of people on the school grounds clattered their long soldiers, shimmering in the cold, and their shouts shook the world.

"--Long live!!!"

Countless voices screamed and rushed to the sky.

"Long live Your Majesty!!"

On the high platform, the figure holding the Emperor Sword, the sword edge reflected the sunlight and drew a bright spot of light, and turned away.

Then, Yang Jian waved his arm, slashed angrily and pointed down to the south.

"Conquer the Chen Dynasty in the south, unify Kyushu!!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The guns swayed violently, and a cloud of spirit energy filled the air.

The sky was full of clouds, and the changes in the north had not yet crossed the river. The fat monk led two young men to the southern land by ferry. When he heard the news of the death of Emperor Nanchen, he was a little stunned.

One of the teenagers raised his hand: "It's none of our business, fat monk, what happened to that Mr. Lu you mentioned?"

Further south, Li Suian, who was carrying a wooden sword, happily boarded a caravan to Hegu County with a smile on his face, and promised to help with some chores as travel expenses. Looking at the slanting sunset, his face was full of longing.