Great Sui Guoshi

"Where's your master?"

"Oh, Shigong, Daoist Sun, and the old pig are all in the room. I don't know what they are doing." Li Suian shrugged, and went back to continue discussing kendo with Yan Chixia. Lu Liangsheng went into the attic and looked for the room Suian said.

Pushing open the door, what came into view was a small pot on the big round table, boiling and steaming, Sun Yingxian was squatting by the table, holding a fire talisman and blowing flames towards the stove vigorously, Zhu Ganglian was sitting on the chair I was plucking a wild duck, and the toad was wearing an apron, tapped on its flippers, and was stirring the soup in the pot with a wooden spoon. A bamboo basket covered with a blue cloth was placed next to it.

When the three of them heard the sound of the door opening, they all stopped and turned their heads to look.

"You..." Lu Liangsheng looked at them speechlessly.

Cough!

Toad coughed twice, threw the wooden spoon aside without a trace, picked up his flippers and jumped off the books on the pad, and moved his mouth towards the Taoist who was squatting next to him. Old Sun stood up and looked at the boiling pot. , hid the fire talisman on his back, and laughed.

"It's not that the mushrooms have been stored for a long time, and the taste is not good. I just want to prepare them before you come back. You can eat them as soon as you come back. You see, I am more considerate of you..."

On the table, Taoist Toad stared at him, took off the apron on his chest, and turned the conversation away: "Liangsheng, why did you come back so early from the palace?"

Lu Liangsheng looked away from the basket. In fact, it's not that the mushrooms in it can't be eaten together. After all, his mother gave them to him. He went to the basin stand to wash his hands, came back and sat on the stool, and took out the magic ball holder from his sleeve. in the palm of your hand.

"Master, Lao Sun, Lao Zhu, you should all be familiar with the contents of this, right?"

Sun Yingxian took a closer look, and then looked at Toad, who had a serious expression on his face: "Liangsheng, this is the breath of a demon star. Even a master can smell it through magic power. How did you get it?"

"It's Jin Wang Yang Guang..."

As he spoke, the scholar told the three of them the ins and outs of the matter, Zhu Ganglian also sat down, and after talking for a while, Taoist Toad walked back and forth on the table with his webbed on his back, squinting his big eyes.

"It's not a ghost, it's not a demon, it's not a demon, and it still has a certain amount of wisdom. It may be a bit difficult to find the scattered fragments. As a teacher, I don't know the origin of it, and I haven't tasted it..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped his movements, turned his head to look at Master, Taoist and Zhu Ganglian also cast their gazes, and Taoist Toad, who was walking back and forth with his webbed webbed and talking, stopped and looked at the three of them looking at him together, his expression froze.

"See what this old man is doing..."

As he said that, he took the wooden spoon on the table again, and in response to the meaning in the eyes of the three people, he waved the spoon, "Even if the old man has eaten countless things back then, he has never tasted this stuff, so forget it."

"How can you forget it, you will know the origin of this thing as soon as you taste it..."

Before the Taoist could finish speaking, Lu Liangsheng interrupted him by raising his hand. Trying something like this with Master always felt a little outrageous.

"Let's talk about this matter later. Let's stew the mushrooms and the old duck that my mother gave me first, and ask Fellow Daoist Yan and Suian to taste it together."

Hearing the Lord's approval, the Taoist and Zhu Ganglu excitedly continued to do what they had just done. After plucking the duck feathers, the old pig lay down on the window and yelled outside. Together, Qiyou gathered around the table and looked at the mushrooms and the old duck that were cooking.

Soon, the night outside fell, and there was a lot of noise in the house, drinking soup and laughing. Toad held the red rooster bowl and took a sip of the thick soup. .

The lights were flickering, Lu Liangsheng put down the bowl, thinking about the monster star, and... suddenly remembered something, he slapped the table, and the room suddenly became quiet, scaring Taoist, Zhu Ganglian, Yan Chixia , Li Suian, and Shelong looked at the scholar with their bowls in their hands.

"Master?" Li Suian called softly.

"I think of one thing." Lu Liangsheng talked about going to the palace today, and heard Han Qinhu talk about Zuo Zhengyang. The scholar is very clear about the latter's character. Since he wants to come, he will definitely come. Right now, Nanzheng The fleet all returned to Chang'an, but Zuo Zhengyang was nowhere to be seen.

"Shangzhu Kingdom returned to Beijing. Zuo Qianwei originally returned with him. It is said that the demon star descended. He left the fleet and came overland alone... always a little worried."

The Taoist turned sideways with the bowl in his hand, looked out the window and took a sip of the soup: "I'm tired from the long journey on this road, and I don't want to move around recently."

Humming, took the wooden spoon beside the pot, scooped up another bowl, looked at Lu Liangsheng and said:

"Besides, he is so big, do you still need to worry?"

Lu Liangsheng frowned, according to what the Taoist said, it was true, Zuo Zhengyang himself was born as a headhunter, and now he is also stepping into Taoism, with the Fire Spirit Bead by his side, how could he be at a disadvantage.

But it's always disconcerting to go without a passback for a long time.

On the side, Yan Chixia spat out a piece of duck bone: "After dinner later, Yan will go out of the city to look around, and it happens that he is uncomfortable in the city, so go out to get some air."

Forget it, Lu Liangsheng still needs to think about how to find the fragments of the demon star in Wanshou Temple, and check Yang Guang to make sure that no evil energy has entered his body. Since the Taoist is unwilling to leave, Yan Chixia is the most suitable one. Yang is more familiar.

Before dawn the next day, Yan Chixia took the wooden box on her back to bid farewell to everyone.

Lu Liangsheng, Taoist Toad, and Sun Yingxian sent him to Quchifang, watched the big man with beard walking down the long street, heading towards the south city, and went back to the Taoist temple until he could no longer see him.

The morning light breaks through the gaps in the clouds, and the golden color stretches to the south. Among the rolling mountains, there are exhausted bonfires and green smoke floating. On the nearest tree, the leaves are dangling with dewdrops, and the wind blows , straight down.

It was difficult to hear the soft sound of 'pop', and the figure who was resting on the trunk of the tree, raised his only arm to wipe off the water stains on his forehead, and woke up with his eyes open.

Squatting next to the extinguished bonfire, re-igniting the flames, took out a few pieces of dried meat and roasted them on the branches, watching the ignited flames a little lost in thought.

On the way to Chang'an all the way west and north, the demon star fell into the world, and Zuo Zhengyang was also helping around, so there was a lot of delay.

'The demon star is gone, I don't know what's going on in Chang'an, fellow Daoist Lu. '

Twirling the branch in his hand, the dried meat was hot and fragrant, he put it in his mouth and tore off a shred of meat, just about to take a sip from the wine bag around his waist.

From the direction when it came, the birds in the woods that were singing softly in the morning light suddenly screamed in panic, flapped their wings and flew out in black, wandering in the woods.

Under the tree, Zuo Zhengyang, who was tearing the dried meat, stopped chewing, turned his face slightly, and looked towards the disturbed direction of the bird. From there, a figure in the woods was coming at a high speed, his footsteps were dull, and his body was full of corpse breath.

The other party seemed to have also seen the one-armed figure under the tree, stopped his steps, and his eyes became fierce.

Chapter 500 Wights

Sparks crackled and bounced, and the branches strewn with dried meat slammed into the ground and plunged into the mud. Zuo Zhengyang wiped his stubble-covered lips, dragged his cloak and stood up.

In the eyes, in the misty forest on the opposite side, an old man in ragged clothes stood motionless, with only a little face visible under his gray and disheveled hair, a strong stench permeated the air.

"Corpse smell... no, it's corpse smell!"

Zuo Zhengyang's gaze sharpened, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. One of the two long knives leaning on the tree came flying into his hand, and the other flew likewise, hanging on his back.

The wind blew through the dark forest, and the fallen leaves rustled past my feet.

In the shadows over there, the figure exuding the smell of corpses slowly raised his head, his face had no trace of blood, it was gray and dull, and only the whites of his eyes could be seen when he opened his eyes.

Uh uh uh.....

The lips were slightly parted, revealing the fangs, a puff of corpse breath spread from the corners of the mouth, and the white eyes stared straight at the one-armed man opposite.

"A person who is cultivating the Tao...hehe..."

Zuo Zhengyang's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, is this corpse still conscious and able to speak?However, the moment the thought popped up, the figure on the opposite side stomped heavily on the ground, turning into afterimages and rushing towards him.

Zuo Zhengyang turned around and kicked the tree body, while the leaves fluttered and fell, his body was lifted up and flew into the air. The gray palm swung from the opposite side, his fingertips scratched the tree body, and four slashes were forcibly scratched. deep marks.

Sawdust splashed, the figure fell in mid-air, and the cloak rolled up with a "wow" sound. The next moment it was brushed away, the long-handled knife protruded out, and with a cold light, it struck the corpse monster's back.

The ragged and dirty robes were torn apart with a hissing sound like butterflies, exposing the skinny skin and bones, and stumbled towards a nearby tree, which was shaken by the shock.

Zuo Zhengyang fell to the ground, swinging the knife with one arm, the tip of the knife slightly hanging on the ground, and said sharply, "You are a monster, you have a little wisdom, if you can speak, you can speak out!"

"Ha ha....."

The fallen leaves fluttered down one after another, and the corpse leaning on the tree slowly turned around, the eyes full of white eyes gradually turning black.

"Everyone in the Northland deserves to die...no one can stop me from returning to...my homeland..."

This corpse is Chen Fu who came from the south.

In order to keep the consciousness of the soul immortal, it turned into a corpse demon. Along the way, corpse energy and Yin energy began to infect, and the sanity became a little unclear. The only thing that is still clear is the obsession in the heart.

In the hoarse words, the old man's eyes were completely black.

Zuo Zhengyang's complexion sank, and the slightly drooping knife tip slowly lifted up, faintly lit up in the color of flames, the swaying bonfire at the side, the flames slammed down, and a spark floated out, absorbing the knife surface, like boiling oil touching the fire , Wrapped the entire blade with a bang.

"Recovery?"

When mentioning the former homeland, Zuo Zhengyang felt angry in his heart. The emperor was not upright, the court was full of smog, and the demons took advantage of it to harm the country and the people.

How can I become a subjugated person!In this regard, Lu Liangsheng rarely mentioned Chen Guo back then.

"That kind of court is immortal, keep it for the New Year?!"

At the same time as the violent shouting sounded in the forest, the old man with gray beard and hair was blowing away without any wind. When he opened his mouth, he spewed out the body aura. With a knife, the ground cracked, and half a round of flames spread rapidly.

The flames and corpse energy collided.

boom--

It was a huge explosion, the air was distorted by the high temperature, and the flames shot up into the sky. Zuo Zhengyang was protected by fire spirit beads, and the armored cloak was only violently stroked in the impacting heat wave. Open, within a few steps, the whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the flames, stepped on the ground, shook away the burning leaves, leaped into the air, and dashed out of the sea of ​​flames with a swish.

Chen Fu opened his teeth and claws to look around. He could not see with his eyes, but his hearing, smell, and perception were extremely keen. Amid the loud explosion and the crackling of burning leaves, he could vaguely hear the sound of footsteps and blades piercing through the air.

Uh uh uh.....

There was a low growl in his throat, and he subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the different voices.

next moment.

A figure broke through the flames soaring into the sky, and the blade dragged the flames through the sunlight shining through the forest gap, and slashed down angrily in the sky.

when!

The flames splashed and flew around.

The arm was like a dead branch, the blade slashed on it, and there was an ear-piercing sound like iron being struck. Chen Fu roared, and with a wave of his arm, he knocked the blade away from the skin and bone, and his other hand clawed at the falling figure.

In an instant, as if everything slowed down, Zuo Zhengyang's hair fluttered, staring at the black-eyed and white-bearded corpse, with his cheek pressed against the withered hand grabbed by the opponent, he let go of the handle of the knife with one arm, and turned backwards with his backhand. Hold it, pull it out, and cut out a cold glow obliquely.

Bang!

The blade swung away, but there was no splash of blood, only a severed arm lifted high into the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——" Chen Fu roared miserably, clutching his severed left arm, and stumbled back, revealing the severe fracture of the bone, the breath of corpses spewed out, filling the forest, and the sticky tree trunks and weeds instantly burst into flames. The black withered and turned into a puddle of sticky black water.

The severed arm that fell back in mid-air fell to the ground, with five fingers crawling, flicking and flicking, flying up, jumping on the old man, taking advantage of the corpse's breath, taking the opportunity to escape, and disappearing into the woods.

Zuo Zhengyang waved his robe sleeves and sacrificed his magic power to fan away the corpse's aura. When it dissipated, the corpse monster had long since disappeared.

"What a dead body aura..."

Glancing at a large tree that had been eroded, he was about to pursue it when he suddenly stopped, saying, "The corpse poison..."

Zuo Zhengyang thrust the saber aside, sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, used his mana to swim around his body, forced out some of the corpse aura that he accidentally inhaled just now, and then got up again and drew out the long saber.

Although the corpse monster was killed, there were still villages in this mountain, so he had to be killed, so as to protect... innocent people, without delay.

With that in mind, he carried the long knife on his back and another in his hand, and chased in the direction where the corpse was fleeing.

Outside the forest, the morning light rises above the clouds, making it bright and brilliant.

In the early autumn, the cicadas sing continuously, the mountains and plains are neighing, the lush foothills, and there are also several brown and yellow dirt roads intertwined, reclaiming the fields on the mountainside, the farmers listen to the annoying cicadas, busy harvesting crops, and occasionally the mountain wind blows, He straightened up and took off his straw hat to cool himself down.

Behind the stretch of acres of fields is a village surrounded by long fences. It was almost noon, and the children at home jumped out and ran to the field to ask the adults to go back to eat. The dogtail grass next to him was shaking back and forth in his hand.

slam-la-

The branches and leaves of the small forest not far away were swaying, and a frightened bird flew out, flapping its wings and flying away in a panic. The child holding the dog's tail tilted his head, looking curiously at the dim forest, as if he vaguely saw a person The silhouette squats inside.

The child glanced at the adults in the field in the distance, and cautiously approached the edge of the forest with his little feet. The crouching figure was naked to the waist, thin and gray, with his head buried as if he was eating.

Children who grew up in the village are usually more courageous, and not far from their own village, they opened their mouths and shouted into it:

"who are you?"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew by, and the child who was blowing narrowed his eyes and covered it with his hand. When the wind passed, he looked again. The figure was standing in the shadow and facing him, as if he was holding a person in his hand... ..

.......

wow - wow wow -

The old crow flew over the hills, and on the dirt road in the northwest of the village, a big man with a beard carrying a wooden box and a compass in his hand was looking at the surrounding mountains. Looking around, there was a rolling and rolling lush mountain forest.

"Strange, the location of the old left is right here."

slam-la-

At this moment, a flock of frightened birds flew across the sky in a panic, Yan Chixia narrowed her eyes, looked down at the compass, the pointer on it was spinning wildly, and quickly raised her palm and pinched her fingers quickly.

"No, it's a corpse."

The compass was stuffed into the leather pouch at the waist, and he ran towards the direction where the frightened bird flew away.

Chapter 5 and One

chirp... chirp...

The flock of birds screamed and flew across the air in confusion, cutting off half of the crop field. The man straightened his waist and looked up at the flocks of frightened birds flying by, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and looked sideways at the dirt road on the field ridge in front of him, and the grove extending past. , my child stood alone on the edge, looking into the woods.

"Si, what are you looking at there, come over and help Dad get the hoe!"

The man shouted, but the little man over there remained motionless, staring blankly into the forest.