Great Sui Guoshi

Lu Xiaoxian hurriedly rushed to the room from the side of her mother who fell to the ground, and when she ran to the door, Lu Erlai grabbed her and hugged her in her arms.

"Haha... Follow me to the mountains to be a wife."

"Let go... Father, mother save me!!!"

The mist rising from the painting suddenly turned around and rushed outside. Li Jinhua, Lu Xiaoxian, Lu Laoshi, Bandits, and even Lu Erlai who flew out were vaguely visible. , with a ghastly face.

"Let's go!" The three bandits turned blue with fright, took their things, and ran out of the yard quickly.

The village was still in chaos, and under the red night sky, Liu Erlong and the two small bandit leaders who stayed outside on guard heard a series of footsteps from a distance, and rushed towards this side indistinctly.

I don't know if it's the officers and soldiers or who, so I didn't dare to be careless, so I hurriedly asked the men around me to blow the whistle, rein in the reins, and the horse started to run. The bandits who heard the whistle carried chickens, ducks, and cloth, and followed with a good harvest. The leader ran off into the night.

When people from Beicun came over, they saw villagers moaning all over the floor, and they turned around and shouted, "Everyone, help save people and put out the fire!!"

On the far dirt road.

The copper bell swayed lightly, jingling from the end of the dark color, and entered the range of fire in a blink of an eye. Lu Liangsheng looked at the burning house and the villagers coming and going to fetch water to put out the fire.

Loosen the old donkey's rope, ran in, and saw Lu Taigong being flattened on the ground, breathing weakly, Limu's crutches were still held in his hand, and Lu Pan had a deep cut in his arm, sitting on the stone mill Bandaged, rough face, red eye sockets.

Lu Liangsheng walked through a mess. During this period of time, he has grown a lot. He has killed people with magic, and he can still hold on to everything that is happening right now.

"What's going on in the village?"

"A group of bandits came to the village..."

Lu Pan squeezed the notched hunting knife in his hand and smashed it on the stone mill: "It was lured by Erlai Lu, Liangsheng, please go home and have a look."

"Mr. Lu is going to die soon..."

A shout came from the front, Lu Liangsheng and Lu Pan rushed over, looked at the old man on the ground, breathed weakly, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the people around him calmly.

Those are his descendants.

"...The bandits are unreasonable...don't go there, and don't report to the officials...if you don't clean up, there will be disasters...it's okay to lose something...as long as your life is still alive, you are still alive...just More than anything else...."

The old man spoke intermittently, looked at Lu Liangsheng in the crowd with cloudy eyes, smiled at him, and then nodded.

"Liangsheng...you will be promising in the future...you must be promising..."

Many people around cried out.

Lu Liangsheng stood there, closed his eyes, and Taoist Toad in the package reminded softly: "I know what you think, don't mess around."

"Master...what is the purpose of practicing?"

The young man looked at the old man with blurred eyes on the ground, and bit his lips tightly, "I think... no matter how high your cultivation is, if you don't use it to save the people who should be saved, how is it different from a miser who guards money?"

Lu Pan and other people beside him heard these soft words and were stunned for a while, and saw that Lu Liangsheng had already walked over, and someone shouted: "Liangsheng, what are you doing?!" "Don't touch it!"

Lu Liangsheng didn't look at them at all, squatted down, took the old man's slightly cool palm, and squeezed it tightly.

Cultivation was instilled little by little, and the old man's injured chest was activated.

The technique was a bit rough, but right now he had no other choice but to try his best.

The surrounding villagers didn't know what he was doing, but after a while, someone noticed that the ups and downs of the old man's stomach had become normal.

Can't help shouting, Lu Pan and others rushed forward one after another, screaming out in shock.

"The old man has come back to life..."

"Liangsheng... where did you learn this skill?"

"Let me tell you, Liangsheng is a master.....meet the centipede spirit that night..."

In the voice of discussion, Lu Liangsheng put down the old man's hand, his face was covered with sweat, he staggered up, pushed the crowd away silently, and returned home.

The mother was holding Lu Xiaoxian and was sitting under the eaves crying, while Lu Laoshi was also sitting there clutching his stomach, but he was not hurt.

Seeing Lu Liangsheng coming back, he hurried up to meet him: "Liangsheng, did you encounter that bandit? Were you injured?"

"No….."

Hearing the plain answer, Li Jinhua felt relieved, and cursed outside the courtyard: "It's not that Lu Erlai, who almost snatched Xiaoxian away, if it wasn't...or...if it wasn't...the picture in your room The female ghost..."

Speaking of this, the woman remembered Lu Erlai who was thrown down by the female ghost.

"Where's that female ghost and Lu Erlai?"

However, Lu Liangsheng beside him just said in a low voice: "Xiaoxian, sharpen the ink for me." Then he walked into the room silently, picked up the leftover ink on the ground, and handed it to the little girl with red eyes.

He found a blank picture scroll, spread it out on the desk, took out the Langhao pen, pulled out the pen holder, and stuffed the pen tip into the centipede's tentacle.

Staring at the picture scroll for a long time: "Xiaoxian, how many people are there?"

The little girl rubbing ink hadn't escaped from her panic, her voice was still trembling.

"I don't know... I don't know... Only four came in, and one died and was dragged outside by my father."

"That's a lot."

Lu Liangsheng wiped off the sweat stains on his forehead, picked up the tip of the pen, dipped it in the inkstone, wrote on the white paper, and stretched it horizontally, with only a little magic power left, the pen barrel turned green.

His arms and whole body moved along with the pen tip, drew a long and winding shape and began to tremble, and the red liquid flowed out of his nose and mouth little by little.

"Brother...you are bleeding..."

Lu Liangsheng just hummed, and continued to draw, the consciousness of his head became blurred. Taoist Toad suddenly jumped up on the table, sighed, stretched out a frog web and pressed it on the back of the apprentice in front of him.

"The mana that the old man has accumulated during this time is wasted again."

The magic power circulated and passed to the young man.

The speed of waving his arms accelerated, the ink under the tip of the pen outlined the steep mountain peaks, the strange trees were isolated, the long shadows circled upwards, and the vertical pupils looked coldly at a bright moon.

Nib ink speeds up.

Ink scales are densely packed, outlining the long body.

Lu Xiaoxian, who was on the side, saw the lifelike thing on it, covered her mouth in fright and backed away, only to see Lu Liangsheng put down the brush, rolled up the painting scroll, and walked straight out of the room with his hands in his hands, gently laying on Lu Laoshi's shoulder. pat.

"Father and mother, go to bed early."

He just took the old donkey out of the village, picked up his finger and disappeared into the night following the yin energy reverberating in the courtyard.

Chapter 32 The Green Snake Spits Mist

In the barren mountains and wild ridges, the night wind squeezed into the gap between the sky and the direction it blows, the cottage is brightly lit.

The bonfire was burning in spots, swaying and showing the figures of a group of bandits, with ferocious faces, drinking and eating meat, laughing and cursing at each other with ferocious faces.

The chickens and ducks that were plundered were placed on the fire, and they were turned over in big rough hands, roasting them to an attractive color, and the fragrant fat dripped onto the red firewood, making a chirping sound.

Someone cut half a duck and put it on a plate, brought it to the front of the village building, carefully placed it on the long table at the head, Liu Erlong directly tore off the duck leg, chewed it and looked at the little bosses on the side.

"It's a small Lujia Village. I didn't expect there to be hundreds of taels of silver. It's really easy to get. If there is such a good job, I'd like to make another trip tonight, hahaha!"

The three bosses also laughed.

Not only silver, but also a lot of chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep, enough for more than 30 people in the village to eat for two or three days.

Someone wiped the grease from his mouth and said with a smile: "It's that Lu Erlai, it seems that he didn't come back with us."

Next to him, there was a voice laughing and slapping the table.

"Needless to say, he must have been caught, but I'm not worried about him telling us about our place, he doesn't have the guts!"

Liu Erlong sucked the foam on his fingers, grinned the corners of his lips, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and sneered.

"Don't be afraid to confess. Those villagers don't have the guts, and the nearest Zuobutou in Fushui County will not intervene rashly. We are under the jurisdiction of Tongling County... Those villagers can only go to Tongling County if they want to sue. We have to go through our mountain."

"Ha ha….."

"So, this is a good place, no matter what!"

"I'll make another vote another day. I want to live in this mountain for the rest of my life."

In the hall where the flames flickered, you talked and laughed loudly, Liu Erlong stroked the wolf fur on the big chair under his seat, and listened with a smile on his face, he was quite satisfied with his group of people.

Among the three bosses over there, one suddenly turned his head.

"Second Master, I suddenly remembered that a Taoist priest arrested at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain was still locked up. Do you want to let him go? A wandering Taoist with no money."

Liu Erlong also almost forgot about this person. Fushui County suddenly searched and interrogated alchemists and Taoists everywhere, forcing some people to go to the mountains. As a result, a Taoist happened to fall into his hands that day, and it lasted for several days. Speaking of which, I almost forgot.

Thinking about it, he smiled, raised his wine bowl and respected the brother below.

"Then let's let it go tomorrow... A stinky Taoist priest is really not worth a lot of money, come on, continue to eat meat and drink!"

The three of them laughed out loud.

They picked up their wine bowls one after another, and paid homage to the past. The noisy sound went far outside the village, and the bandits guarding the gate yawned. In the field of vision, there was a vast expanse of white color churning.

"Why is it foggy?"

Outside the cottage, mist gradually filled the air, and the forest on the top of the cliff was rustling with leaves.

Faintly, a voice came over.

Several bandits guarding the gate of the village looked at each other, and one of them asked his companion to take the torch, "Did you hear any sound?" While everyone nodded, he took a few steps forward holding the torch, and the flickering light shone One-line sky export.

In the thin mist, a figure was staggering towards him.

Dirty feet, wearing only a straw sandal, walked through the mouth of the valley step by step, with his head lowered, and his slightly bearded lips kept moving, as if he was whispering something, or babbling. What song is humming.

Gives the bandit over there holding the torch an eerie look.

wow - wow -

The old crow suddenly croaked from a certain treetop, and flew up with flapping wings. When the swaying figure stepped into the range of the fire and revealed his face, the bandit breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lu Erlai...you fucking want to scare me to death."

On the opposite side, the swaying figure stopped, and the slightly drooping face slowly lifted up. The bandit who was approaching showed panic, and the torch in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he staggered back half a step, "Wow!" Shouting and yelling, he turned around and ran back to the gate like shit.

The face that was slowly raised was pale and blue, the mouth was crooked and wide open, the pupils were not visible when the eyes were turned up, and the surroundings of the eye sockets were all pitch black.

Obviously, Lu Erlai had been dead for a long time.

"Mother too... ghost—"

The few people retreated again and again, the torches on the ground were flickering with a blue color, the bandit who ran away first suddenly fell on the ground, his limbs twitched, his face was twisted, and blood gushed out of his seven orifices. .

A gust of sinister air came out of the opened mouth, and chased after the running bandits, and spread rapidly to the surroundings. The dozen or so bandits sitting by the campfire heard the screams and turned their heads to look at , the several companions who came running fell to the ground one by one, without a sound.

And they felt a chill all over their bodies, and the front of their vision was covered by a thin layer of white gauze.

The next moment, the burning bonfire went out with a whistling sound.

Even the pair of red lanterns under the eaves of the Zhailou were instantly extinguished, and the entire camp was plunged into darkness. Liu Erlong and the three little bosses who were sitting in the hall stood up and looked out into the darkness.

A strange dead silence crawled on their backs like ants. Liu Erlong grabbed the steel knife on the side of the big chair, stared at the darkness outside, and swallowed.

"What... what's going on outside?"

"It can't be that there is a ghost... When I came back earlier, a brother told me that they met a female ghost."

".….Freeze said."

... Clang, Clang, Clang...

There was a strange and eerie cymbal sound in the darkness ahead, and the faint female voice accompanied by the cymbal drum echoed outside the door vaguely.

"...There are crows on the grave, hissing, a tribute table... burning incense...burning the man and woman in paper clothes... I...you..."

The voice fell silent.

Several people in the hall looked at each other in blank dismay, the three bosses in front hurriedly waved their hands to let the nearby subordinates stand in front, and stepped back cautiously.

In the silence, a shrill scream sounded outside.

A leader backed away in fright and kicked over the brazier, sparks and burning logs rolled, Liu Erlong yelled: "What are you afraid of?!"

"Second Lord, what if it is really a ghost? We are not Taoist priests who catch ghosts... Daodao..." The leader who spoke suddenly shouted at the two bandits: "Hurry up and arrest the Taoist priest under the dungeon. Bring it up! Hurry up!!"

The two hurried into the back hall, and the people in the hall rushed to the door, closed the door, and held it against it, only to hear a series of rapid and strange knocks on the door.

After a while, the two thieves in the back hall came back, followed by a young Taoist priest with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His tattered Taoist robe had several big holes rotted, and he was also yelling.

"Let me tell you, if my master didn't let me fight with ordinary people, you bandits would want to catch me? Don't even think about it... Where is that ghost?"

As soon as the words fell, the hall door slammed open inward, and the few people who were holding the door were knocked over and slid half a foot away, mist and cloudy air surged, and they rushed in directly.