Great Sui Guoshi

"Student Lu, Huai'an begs you to do something." Jin Huai'an couldn't get up, just knelt there, knocked his forehead to the ground, and printed a ball of red marks.

"Huai'an, please let Xiagu's family go."

Lu Liangsheng saw that Jin Huaian, who kept kowtowing, did not stop him. From his words, he probably guessed some clues. He sent someone to bring the seal, which alarmed the monsters in the lake. Lao Long's family members seem to have a happy relationship with this scholar, so they let him come to beg.

After a long while, he glanced at Jin Huai'an who kowtowed, took the brush to draw again, and opened his lips lightly.

"Since you already know me, then you know that Aunt Xia who is happy with you is this lake spirit."

"Spirit...spirit monster?"

The knocked head over there stopped, Jin Huai'an's expression froze, he stared blankly at the blood-stained bluestone floor tiles, speechless.

Chapter 6: Golden Dragon King

The figure kneeling on the ground trembled, slowly raised his face, and looked at Classmate Lu sitting in front of the easel with an expression of disbelief.

spooky...

Some of these words only exist in the texts of grotesque novels. I also thought that Aunt Xia, wearing gold and silver, might be a concubine from the eunuch next door to the building who sneaked over for a private meeting...

The breeze swept over the willows, and the slightly swaying willow branches swept over the easel. Lu Liangsheng stopped writing, looked at Jin Huai'an in a daze, raised his sleeves slightly, and the scholar opposite felt his body light and light, as if he was sitting on a cloud. , floating up.

"Immortal... Immortal method..."

Jin Huai'an looked at Lu Liangsheng who was holding a pen in a daze, his lips trembled slightly, unable to speak a complete sentence, but Lu Liangsheng smiled and put down his hair, got up and patted him on the shoulder, the latter came back to his senses and swallowed Drooling, Xiaobu followed behind, looking at the far and near scenery of Jinhu Lake, and then heard Lu Liangsheng's voice.

"...You said that Aunt Xia, I have never met, but it took me a lot of thought to allow you to ask for me."

"Lu Tong...Mr. Lu." Jin Huaian shrank his neck subconsciously when he heard the word 'Xia Gu', changed his address unconsciously, and said hesitantly: "That Xia Gu is really monster?"

Lu Liangsheng stroked the fence standing on the lake bank, turned his head to look at him, smiled and looked at the sparkling water, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly along the shore.

"The Jinhu family she asked you to mention is actually implying to you that her family is in this Jinhu Lake, so you know it's scary now?"

Jin Huai'an, who was two steps behind, fell silent, clenched his hands into fists, as if he was struggling for something, lowered his voice: "What kind of ghost did she change, Mr. Lu, can you tell me?"

"Is it important what spirit?"

Jin Huai'an was stunned for a long while, then nodded, "It's really not important." Immediately, he quickly chased after him, showing resolute eyes, arched his hands and said: "Mr. Don't worry, whether it's a demon or a human, I and Aunt Xia are husband and wife, and I don't want to see her disappear. I know that my relationship with my husband is still shallow, but I still want to ask him to let her and her family go. Maybe, I am willing to bear it for her!"

know know know -

The last cicadas of golden autumn neighed one after another by the lake, the old donkey under the creeping willow arched the swaying willow branches, the annoying cicadas, the gentle lake breeze, the crawling toad in the bookshelf smacked its lips and yawned sleepily.

A man and a woman were chatting and laughing from the gazebo in the distance. Occasionally, he would not forget the painting scholar over there, so he took a look and saw the painting scholar and another scholar-like person standing by the lake and staring at each other, unavoidably curious.

"Hey, the person who painted the picture seems to be Mr. Jin from our county building. It turns out that they are familiar with each other."

"From the accent just now, the scholar who painted the painting seems to be from Tianzhi's side, so it's not surprising that he is familiar with him."

In the gazebo, a woman said curiously: "...Why are the two of them motionless?"

A voice beside him laughed.

"It can't be said that the two people cherish each other, I can't help it, haha!"

At the moment when the waves of Jinhu Lake are flowing, the sound of cicadas, fish swimming over lotus leaves, and the excitement of distant pavilions gather, at the same time when Jin Huai'an said "...take it for her!", Lu Liangsheng's gaze Calmly, he replied word by word in a low voice: "You can't afford it."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked back to the easel.

"Your Aunt Xia is the family member of this lake monster. Everything is waiting for me to catch the first monster and make a decision. Don't say any more about this matter. Go back and tell that Aunt Xia by the way, don't waste your efforts, this Jiangnan Wutong God I have taken care of the wind of obscenity, no one can do it!"

.......

It's not easy for anyone to come!

.......

The iron-like tone is rarely uttered from the scholar's mouth, but he has also taken concrete actions.

On the other side of the Golden Lake, a Taoist with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took out several yellow talismans and pressed them with stones around the temple with the gate plaque of "Golden Dragon King". The phoenix wing is gilt and boring.

Dozens of thick ropes were tightened amidst the neighing of war horses, and there was a "squeak" friction sound when they were twisted. The next second, there was a loud bang, and the temple with a huge roof collapsed and smashed under the collapse of the earth wall. The dragon king clay sculpture on the broken altar.

Sun Yingxian waved his hand in high spirits, "Go! Go one!"

On the shore of the lake, the hoofs of the horses vibrated, and smoke and dust were rolled up and flew along the shore.

........

know~~know know~~~

The irritating neighing of the autumn cicadas and the faint rumbling sound came from a distance. Jin Huai'an stood there in a daze, knowing that he was powerless and unreasonable. He blushed and fell silent for a while, facing the scholar who was sitting on the easel. , arched his hands, and left in disgrace.

.......How should I tell Aunt Xia.

When he let out a melancholy sigh, the sound of the wind, birds, and water waves around him seemed to disappear. Jin Huai'an, who was walking to the side of the road, suddenly raised his face, and saw the bright autumn sun, which gradually became gloomy in his vision, and a large area of ​​black Clouds swam towards the end of the sky, quickly covering up the sun.

"what happened?"

Jin Huai'an turned his head and murmured, there was a loud bang in the sky, a thunderbolt rolled across the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck down from the dark clouds in his eyes, passing the gazebo in the distance, only to hear the voice of the gifted scholars and beautiful ladies who were chatting and joking before. Screaming in horror.

Huhu——

The wind was strong, the vegetation along the coast was swaying wildly, big waves hit the lake, and water splashes two feet high were churning. In front of the easel, the black hair was separated from the bun and stroked in the wind. Lu Liangsheng ignored the sudden changes around him and waved his arms , the pen tip is still embellishing the details of the scenery here on the frame.

"Son."

Hong Lian expressed worry in the scroll. As a ghost who has been incensed, she is quite sensitive to the magic power of incense. The scholar over there looked at the painting intently, and said softly: "It's okay, don't worry."

However, the men and women in the pavilion in the distance were fluttering about with their clothes and hair buns blown by the wind. They didn't even have time to step on their feet, and they were knocked off the stone railing by the wind, screaming in pain. From the direction when they came, the painting scholar, who seemed to be sitting there unaffected, continued to draw, and couldn't help shouting.

"Young master, hurry up, the wind is blowing!"

"...Or come here and avoid it, hey, it's so windy!!"

The shouting person suddenly turned his back and hit his companion. At this moment, a woman who was being protected suddenly yelled in a horrified tone.

"Look, there's an old man over there!"

"It seems to be heading towards that scholar."

The rest hugged each other, or pulled the stone railings and gazed at the woman. In the whimpering wind, there was a tall and straight old man, wearing a gold silk and green bottom open-collar gown, with bushy and snow-white beards, and his hands behind his back. Walk slowly across the shore of the lake.

After a while, after passing by the painting scholar, he sat down on the bluestone bench next to him, put his hands on his knees, and looked with moisture in his eyes.

Lu Liangsheng stopped the pen in his hand, raised his gaze, and met the other party's gaze.

"If it rains a little more, Your Excellency will come over with more momentum, right, King Golden Dragon."

The old man supported his knees, his upper body leaned forward slightly, his beard and beard were gently stroked in the wind, and he grinned: "I don't have the job of raining, so I dare not rain rain at will, but Your Excellency destroyed my temple for no reason, why?"

"Then why do you protect the Wutong God and fool the villagers?"

In front of the easel, the strong wind between the two of them was cut off, and the four eyes staring at each other, as the words stirred up the wind and thunder, the electric light outside began to flicker frequently.

Chapter 6 Fifteen

boom boom-

The dull thunder rolled across the dark clouds, and the electric snakes danced wildly in the clouds, chopping down a series of electric lights, and the lake surface continuously reflected blue and white lights flashing around.

Lu Liangsheng flicked the ink on the wolf hair, put it on to seal the bag, and under the eyes of the old man, he flicked his wide sleeves, and there were two more steaming teacups in his palm, and immediately handed over a cup.

"I heard from the land lord here that you have practiced in the Golden Lake for 1000 or [-] years. You can see that there are temples standing in various villages by the lake. You must have done a lot of good things... drink tea and talk while drinking tea. "

The scholar raised his hand with a smile, and took a sip himself. For the scholar who suddenly changed his tone, how could the old man let down his vigilance easily after living for so long? The voice squeezed out the lips.

"What a powerful illusion. This king has lived for 1000 years, and this is the first time I have seen such a realistic use of illusion. It is rare, rare."

The old man said a few words 'rare', held tightly with his hands, and shattered the cup into stars and dissipated, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to see such a mysterious illusion in the future."

"Your Excellency speaks like this, and you think you have threatened the people on the shore of the lake."

Lu Liangsheng has so much experience, such threatening words were blown away like the wind in his ears, he held his teacup and looked at him with a smile.

"Or is it that your Excellency has recently felt that your morality has suddenly increased, and you feel confident?"

On the opposite side, the old dragon frowned and narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the burning waist. He moved his hand halfway, then suddenly put it down, raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Hehe...hahaha... Your Excellency has such a sharp tongue, but the lake here is my land, and the Wutong God is my servant. In your human words, beating a dog depends on the owner. Now even This king's temples are going to be demolished, who is confident?"

"The land of the lower realm is the realm of the human world. Naturally, the emperor of the world has the final say. If you are incensed by the people of the world, you will naturally be under the jurisdiction of the emperor of the world!"

Lu Liangsheng stopped being polite to him, and stood up holding a teacup with one hand behind his back: "Dragon has attained the Tao, protects the people here, and it is natural to be able to watch the incense in the temple, but the Wutong God is only five generations who have become demons. You protect the misdemeanors and promise the villagers with money, but secretly you are adulterous with other people's wives and daughters, corrupting ethics, that day a group of people abolished the five links, and you chased them to seek revenge, can you tell right from wrong?"

The strong wind blew the willows, and the dead leaves floated in front of the scholar. For a moment, Lu Liangsheng turned around, and his voice was raised at the same time.

"...It's a waste of receiving incense from the world, and setting up temples in vain. If my master doesn't demolish your temple, who will demolish it?!"

When the discourse came to this sentence, he paused every word: "Just to kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey!"

boom!

Suddenly there was a thunderclap, and an electric snake twisted crazily, smashed down the clouds, and collided with a bolt of lightning falling from the top of the Golden Lake. The bluish-white lightning sprinted into the world, and people's vision was completely white.

A few men and women hiding in the gazebo covered their eyes, and Jin Huai'an, who was more than ten feet away from Lu Liangsheng, was so frightened that he crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, his ears full of tinnitus that continued, and in the distance, a slim figure Looking at the two entangled electric snakes in the sky in panic, he ran towards the frail scholar under the willow tree, pulled him up, and dragged him far away.

A woman named Xiagu dragged him to the side of the road and shouted: "Young Master Jin, let's go, don't hide here!"

The lake in the distance.

The old donkey crawling on the ground looked excitedly at the lightning and thunder above his head, the bookshelf on his back, and the small door opened, Taoist Toad stood at the door yawning.

"What's the noise?"

The old dragon who was confronting Lu Liangsheng over there felt a monster aura, glanced at it from the corner of his eye, opened his eyes unconsciously, and the toad standing at the small door was also stunned for a moment, stroking the two webbed webs on his belly With a slap on his back, he nodded slightly with a solemn expression, and hummed lightly in his mouth.

"Hmph... little demon."

The purple star demon said! !

How is he here? !

King Jinlong subdued his doubts, turned his eyes to look at the scholar, "National Teacher, I really don't want to let go, the people in the lakes here, I have protected them for many years, even if I want to demolish my temple and destroy my foundation, that's too much." Heavenly thing!"

On the opposite side, Lu Liangsheng blew on the tea leaves floating in the cup.

"To fool the villagers and protect the evil spirits, the national teacher has to take care of them!"

"Okay, then I don't have anything to talk about with the national teacher."

"Please!"

Feeling that two Dragon King Temples along the shore of Jinhu Lake had already been demolished by Taoist and Yuwen Chengdu, Lu Liangsheng felt more at ease, melted away the cup in his hand, and flicked his finger towards the city to isolate this side.

On the opposite side, the old man also got up from the stone bench, facing the big lake with his back, the waves on the water surface became turbulent, crashing and rolling up waves and eddies, his hands hanging on the left and right gradually bent into claws, while gathering mana, he instinctively Glance at the bookshelf over there.

That short figure also glanced sideways, raised the toad's mouth and showed a sneer, stretched out the webs to grab the purple gold gourd, and turned his back, the slightly opened toad's mouth, and the long scarlet tongue, licked his lips.

The old dragon froze for a moment, saw the familiar tongue, the gourd covered with black lines, and the sharp claws in his hands, immediately dissipated his mana, frowned, subconsciously took a step back, raised his hand and let it go. Defensive gestures on the chest.

'It's really him...'

The next moment, he stopped talking to Lu Liangsheng, turned around and jumped up, turning into a long white light, rushing to the surface of the lake, splashing a few feet high waves with a bang, and the splashed water was wrapped in the wind , Falling to the gazebo not far away, several people were covered in water.

"Ahh... what was that light just now?!"

"It's the old man, the old man who talked to the painting scholar."

"That scholar... I'm afraid he's not a monster, is he?"

Amid the exclamation of men and women in the pavilion, Lu Liangsheng, who was standing under the willows, looked at the turbulent lake, took a breath, stretched out his hand, and the brush on the inkstone flew into his hand. The air faces the picture of the Golden Lake landscape on the easel, and writes seal characters in the air.

"town!"

The whole painting was instantly glowing with magic light, and on the vast lake in front of it, there was a huge "town" faintly printed on the undulating water waves and ripples......

.......

Under the turbulent water surface, the current is turbulent, the fish are swimming in panic, the aquatic plants growing in the mud, sand and rock crevices are swaying, and among the murky water, there are crystal-clear and bright buildings deep in the bottom of the lake.

The white light that flew across the bottom of the water fell into it, and the white light instantly turned into a slender and winding body, coiled away from the dragon resting platform, and the dense green dragon scales were covered with unhealed burns. At this moment, it affected him and made him feel to unprecedented pain.

"Old toad...and that scholar...National teacher...I haven't heard of the existence of a national teacher for many years..."

While the long body was squirming, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. In the dragon's eyes, the bright yellow glowed red. At this time, only three of the Wutong Gods hiding in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake are still there. The old dragons stuck their heads out one after another.

"What to do, His Majesty has nothing to do with them."