Great Sui Guoshi

The tea is still warm, and the heat floats outside the door, the treetops swaying in the wind, the birds with cicadas in their mouths, fly to the top of the tree, in the city, the figure of the old donkey walking through the bustling long street, walking out of the city gate, Yan Chixia, who was dozing off and pecking her head bit by bit, snapped her fingers in the ear.

"Wake up, it's time to go."

Not far away, the three apprentices who wandered around to watch the excitement also came back. Li Suian also put some snacks he had bought into the small compartment of the bookshelf.

"It's still this disciple who knows how to be a man."

Tied to a rope, pushed open the small door of the compartment, and sat on the edge like that, with two short legs dangling slightly, humming a tune, 'Leading the old donkey...followed by three apprentices, one Come on, one is stupid, and the other is the smartest...'

While humming, he quickly picked some snacks and stuffed them into his mouth.

There is food and drink along the way, and Li Suian's knowledgeable and interesting boy, it is quite comfortable, much better than following the apprentice.

After that, the footsteps accelerated, and after passing the former capital of Nanchen, Tianzhi, the road behind became more and more rugged, and the surrounding mountains became steeper.

Summer rainstorms sometimes come suddenly, after one afternoon, the sky clears away, Lu Liangsheng and others arrived in Heliangzhou at this time, passing a certain area at the beginning, Yu Wentuo, who had always been silent and cold, suddenly stopped, and rummaged from the baggage. Paper money for joss sticks.

This was bought with the copper coins given by the master before. No wonder Li Suian bought snacks, but Qu Yuanfeng kept nothing.

"My parents brought me back to visit relatives, and it was here that something happened."

Watching the burning incense stick on the ground, Yu Wentuo pushed aside a thick stack of yellow paper and lit it, and burned it towards an open space. His voice was a little choked, and tears flickered in the corners of his eyes.

Throwing the last piece of yellow paper into the fire, he raised his face to look at Lu Liangsheng who was by his side.

"Master, do you know who killed my parents?"

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and helped him up.

"I don't know about this, but the great monk who sent you here that day saw those murderers, but they all covered their faces."

"Ketuo heard Nanchen's accent that day." Yu Wentuo clenched his fists tightly. Although he had learned his mind through studying in the past three years, the enmity between his parents made his brows more hostile.

"Since the murder is premeditated, how can people catch it."

Lu Liangsheng also had opinions on this matter, and it is not impossible to let his disciples listen to him now. Now Yu Wentuo is not at the age of twelve or thirteen years old, so it is better to speak out than to create a estrangement between master and apprentice.

"The teacher's concern is that only the strategy of blaming others will reveal that the actions are not confidential, and the same language can never be used as evidence. He can imitate the words, and I can also imitate the words. Therefore, for the teacher to guess, the real perpetrator , definitely not Nan Chen's side."

After hearing these words, Yu Wentuo fell into deep thought in silence, while Li Suian patted him on the shoulder.

"Master is right. This kind of thing was too fake at the beginning, and it can only deceive you when you were young."

"Well, I can save it."

Immediately, he bowed to Lu Liangsheng: "Tuo, thank you Master for your guidance. After that, I want to go to Da Sui to see other relatives at home."

"Ah."

Over there, Lu Liangsheng nodded, took the rein, and continued on the road with the old donkey.

"Bringing you out is to let you experience some experience. After Lanruo Temple, go."

ding ding ding...

The setting sun came over, reflecting the shadows of a group of people dragging obliquely on the ground. Facing the red glow, they walked to the ferry. In a few days, the ferry went to the north, heading towards Jinzhou Shangyong. Yu Wentuo gradually got rid of the previous Sad, only smiled a little along the way, five people and one toad, counting the old donkey, it was very lively.

Chapter 243 Lan Ruo, a scholar

Ningxia Town is located more than [-] miles south of Shangyong County, Jinzhou, Northland. The surrounding mountains are relatively gentle. The road leading to Sichuan and Shu, and going north usually passes here. Some martial arts green forests and chivalrous men also come here to inquire about news, or seek a way out.

There is only one green brick long street, with several low alleys on both sides. Just after a heavy rain in summer, the tile eaves are dripping with water, and the muscular blacksmiths are pounding their hammers to drive away the green forest that only asks for prices but does not buy. People, the bustard shouting loudly, counting down the girls in the building, when seeing a guest with a sword come in, flattery is squeezed out of his fat face, and powder crumbs fall down.

Compared with the lively scene of the small town at the foot of the mountain, the foothills stretch to the north, and the birds flapped their wings, rushing out of the forest in black, the branches with water droplets on them shook suddenly, and the splashed water stains hit the flying raincoat and bamboo hat.

In the dark woods, Zuo Zhengyang dragged his long knife, stomped up the fallen leaves and ran, stepped on a tree trunk, turned around mid-air, swung the knife with one arm, and slashed down angrily towards the back.

puff!

The roots drilled out of the ground were divided into two, and they retreated into the ground with green smoke, fled to the ground, and spread across the light spot on the ground to go back in the direction of Lanruo Temple.

The one-armed figure in mid-air landed, and the leaves of the erected coir raincoat were attached to the body one by one. With a sigh of relief, Zuo Zhengyang lowered the knife edge, dragged it on the ground and walked to the nearby Qingyan. Moss sat down.

He took out the small leather bag, sighed, held the dry food that had been soaked in the rain and made it sticky in the palm of his hand, and ate it. Even if he broke through in martial arts, he had almost reached the point of cultivating the Tao, but facing the food, And the monster in Lanruo Temple opposite, manpower is exhausted after all.

Chewed the dry food in his mouth, untied the water bag, took a sip of water, and washed down the subsistence food. For more than half a month, he went to look for the monster's bad luck almost every day. He knew he couldn't beat it, but it was only a while .

After resting for a while, he grabbed the long knife and got up from the ground, and walked to Lanruo Temple again.

"Think of it as honing your martial skills and cultivating your mind."

The broken steps stepped on the wet dead branches, and passed the light spots cast by the gaps in the trees. On the stone tablet full of dead vines, several old crows flew over, folded their wings and landed on it.

wow-

Amidst the ominous hissing, Zuo Zhengyang slammed the handle of the knife on the ground, looked at the dilapidated and desolate temple, and roared sharply.

"Tree demon, here I come again!!"

The sound was loud and loud, and the crow flapped its wings and flew away from the trembling stele, but there was no movement at all in the building not far away.

"A dryad who doesn't need skin, who sucks the essence of human flesh and blood, will be robbed by lightning in the future, and his soul will be wiped out!!"

"Tree demon, dare to plunder people, why don't you dare to come out!!"

A roar reverberated, and the walls around the dilapidated temple were like a corridor, and the flying gods and Buddhas decorated with green ink, the Buddha suddenly had the illusion of glaring.

Behind the temple, next to the collapsed Earth Spirit Monument, there was a sound of water in the deep ancient well, and it sank under the green water layer. The water waves swayed, and in the gap, a cave door was exposed, extending the passageway in the water, and some lights cast light on the water surface.

Breaking through the water surface, there is a spacious cave with steep and overlapping walls around it, showing many strange shapes, and stalactites hanging upside down from the top of the cave.

The bronze lamp post that has been on for a long time is mottled and rusty, leaning against the wall and burning quietly. Occasionally, there is a slight wind blowing from nowhere, and the bean-sized lamp shakes slightly a few times.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

There are still several openings in the cave, one of which faintly whispered like covering the mouth, and five figures wrapped in countless tiny roots into rice dumplings stood on the ground, filled with an unpleasant smell of excrement and urine.

When it's time for meals, the roots move out of the person's mouth and feed the other person with juice, so as not to starve to death halfway.

Sensing the removal of the whiskers around his mouth, Wang Feng quickly pouted his long lips, let out a breath, and quickly spoke in a low voice.

"Are you brothers still alive?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of words all around.

"I can't die!" "I'm not born in the same year and the same month. If we die, we must be together."

"Unlucky, what did you say that you can't die? By the way, do you also eat that tree sap? It's so bitter and hard to swallow..."

This is Ma Liu's voice speaking, as if Zhang Ti next to him opened his mouth and squeezed out a laugh.

"Haha, then my place is fine, it tastes good, like honeyed juice."

"Then why is it the smell of citrus?"

.......

Wang Feng sighed, seeing the roots sticking out, even if he didn't open his mouth, he would force it in, and he simply opened his mouth while sucking.

"It's hard to make a boat in a difficult sea, so why is it too hasty to ridicule?"

The other three people around fell silent, and in the last row of root cages, a scholar named Ning Caichen poked his face vigorously, holding the root in his mouth, and aimed his eyes in the direction of the four of them.

"Four brothers, what are you talking about?"

Over there, the four of them opened their mouths in unison: "Shut up!"

"Oh." Ning Caichen shrank his neck and continued to pour the juice into his stomach. The taste was extremely difficult to swallow. When he ate it for the first time, he almost spit out all the bile, but there was no other food in the cave. , You have to eat it if you don’t eat it.

Sometimes the monster would come over to take a look at them, and then leave. They didn't know what was going on outside or how long it had been.

The tip of the stalactite seeps through water drops, ticking lightly into the dark stone room. The cave on the other side is deep and spacious. There is a huge stone bed in the middle, with black gauze hanging on all sides. On the wall, a large black gold-edged dress shows the Back view, looking at a bronze mirror, fingertips gently kneading under the veil.

Occasionally, I turned my face to hear the movement of Lanruo Temple outside, tilted my head and thought for a moment, then continued to knead and hummed softly.

"Come here again, this time you won't be fooled."

At a certain moment, the kneading fingers stopped suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the cave wall, as if he could see through the thick bottom layer, and felt something, he quickly lifted the hem of his skirt and stood up, took a few hurried steps, coughed twice, calmed down, and walked He stretched out his hand at the cave door, and in the darkness, a naughty little demon in a bellyband came to help him. Then he kicked the hem of his skirt and walked lightly to the cave.

Water drops dripped from the tip of the stalactite, and Wang Feng, who was still eating the strange sap, saw a black figure swaying slowly and showing the outline, so scared that he closed his eyes and shrank into the cocoon.

The other four people were also very frightened, thinking that the monster was finally going to make fun of them, so they started to sway left and right.

"Eldest sister, we are five skinny and biting teeth, you can go outside and find another one."

"Yeah, I'm too skinny to be a scholar, so I can't bear my sister's bite."

"My mouth is full of nonsense, what's wrong with me waiting for scholars?! Reading sage classics in vain, scholars should collapse without changing their colors, but you talk like this? Call me grandma!!!"

In the innermost part, Ning Caichen made a weak voice: "Grandma..."

The Dryad standing at the entrance of the cave over there, under the veil, heard the nonsense of the five people, smiled lightly with red lips slightly parted, flicked the long sleeves of the black gauze, turned and left, as if there was something urgent, with a group of young people The demon, regardless of the person in the cocoon, turned into black smoke and seeped into the cave.

The sky was slightly slanting, and Zuo Zhengyang, who was standing outside the temple and yelling, leaned on a long knife, leaned against the stone tablet for a while, his mouth was dry, and he squinted his eyes to look at the sunlight behind the tree gap.

"The tree demon might not come..."

The sky suddenly darkened, and the branches and leaves in the forest swayed wildly, making a clattering sound.

Chapter 244 I thought it was a knife, gun, sword and halberd

wow la la...  

The wind howled, the forest wildly swayed, and the leaves flew wildly.

"Sure enough, it's still here!"

Zuo Zhengyang swung his long saber, stepped forward, tiptoed to the ground, and seemed to get away faintly. In front of his line of sight, the sound of water bubbling on the courtyard walls around Lanruo Temple was undulating, dense and diffuse.

The ground suddenly loosened, bringing out a series of "咵咵" sounds, the mud and rocks were quickly turned over, black shadows broke through the ground, and the surging white air gathered, showing a figure holding golden fingertips and walking lightly in lotus steps .

Here, Zuo Zhengyang clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and was about to turn around when he heard the voices of men and women.

"Old Black Mountain Demon, you are finally here."

Montenegro old demon?

Zuo Zhengyang, who was about to escape and procrastinate for time, stopped, his face was stunned, and he immediately realized that this monster even invited a helper.

'Wait, why does a thousand-year-old dryad want help from other monsters?Could it be...'

Zuo Zhengyang's complexion changed as the coir raincoat rustled softly. Under the bamboo hat, he looked sideways at the tree demon in front of the square temple.

'Could it be that he invited the old Montenegrin demon to enjoy human flesh and blood together? '

As he was thinking, his ears were filled with the sound of wings flapping, and in an instant the frightened bird flapped its wings and flew around, Zuo Zhengyang squeezed the handle of the knife tightly, and narrowed his eyes.

In the gap between the forest and the wild in the distance, there was a faint sound of clanging.

A pair of rattles hung on the donkey's neck and swayed lightly. The layer of leaves on the ground printed hoof prints, and the mushrooms under the tree roots were drawn into the donkey's mouth by the big long tongue to grind them, as if they heard a sound coming from afar, trembling. Shaking his long ears, he lifted the donkey's head to look back at the owner behind him, curled up his thick lips, and neighed in reminder.

Lu Liangsheng reached out and tapped it on the head.

"understood."

A few steps behind, the big man with the beard was carrying the wooden box on his back, still feeling a little uneasy, and walked to the scholar's side: "Fellow Daoist Lu, do you really know that monster?"

"I know, didn't you hear that she was calling me?"

At this time, there were still several miles away from Lanruo Temple. In order to reassure the big man, Lu Liangsheng spread his hands and drew a long sword stuck in the bookshelf across his palm.

The hilt of the sword melted away with a clang.

"Wow, master, this law..."

"Shut up." Lu Liangsheng didn't let him speak, and lightly probed with his fingertips on the head of the sword: "Look for the evil spirit, and if there is a fight, separate them."

The Moon Misty Sword dragged out Qingyin, flew straight into the air, and disappeared among the dense branches in the blink of an eye. Yan Chixia regained her composure and looked in the direction the sword left.

"Fellow Daoist, is this a fairy sword?"

"It's just a coincidence." Lu Liangsheng invited him to go on, looked back at the three apprentices following behind, and smiled: "The spiritual consciousness in the Moon Misty Sword is the last time the big monster who caused chaos in Tianzhi City A wisp of soul, drilled into the sword, was conceived into a sword spirit."

The voice paused, and added another sentence.

"It's just a bit... cheap and poisonous."

Uh......

Seeing the helpless expression on the scholar's face, Yan Chixia shook her head with her hands behind her back.