Great Sui Guoshi

Hearing this sentence, Lu Liangsheng finally understood how Han Qinhu persuaded Guan Yunchang. He must have told him that the gods came to the world and brought troubled times to profit from it. Combined with the deeds of Qin Guangwang Jiang Ziwen, it is no wonder that Guan Yu Such a big response.

"So, when I come down to the underworld, it's for the people of the yang world."

Guan Yu, who was leading the way, turned his head, glanced at the first hall, and snorted heavily.

"That's why Guan is willing to help."

The two looked at each other, and immediately burst out laughing. While talking and laughing, they had already arrived at the fifth hall, looked at the building extending from the dark green bonfire, and wrote the word "Yan Luodian" in the letter, Lu Liangsheng stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty, please!"

"Peer!"

In the distance, outside the main hall shining with glazed brilliance, Yan Luo Wang Han Qinhu, who was dressed in black robes and had a square crown on his head, waited there for a long time. When he saw the old man coming down from the mortal world, he laughed and stepped forward to greet him.

"National teacher, don't come here unharmed, please come inside."

The old man was the same as before, without any pretensions at all, invited Lu Liangsheng into the hall, called a big man with a bull's head on his head, brought two big chairs and invited them to sit down.

The main hall was gloomy, the lamps were shaking, and ghost cries could be heard from time to time. After a moment of reminiscing about the old days, Han Qinhu went to the desk, took a roster, and then began to talk about business.

Chapter 742 It's hard to have a clear dream in midsummer

The main hall was eerie and terrifying, with hidden ghost cries echoing in the corner, and when the green lights illuminated the two people below, the old man's words rang out.

"...After I came down to the underworld that day, I took advantage of my position as a god to look through the book of life and death, and inquired about the ghosts who died but did not reincarnate according to the wishes of the national teacher... As far as I know, there are dozens of people like Guan Junhou who died due to grievances."

When his name was called, Guan Yu closed his phoenix eyes, stroked his beard with his big hands, raised his face slightly, and slowly half-opened his eyes, watching Han Qinhu walk out of the desk, the old man came down from the hall, the roster in his hand, and his hands were folded. went up, and handed it to Lu Liangsheng who was sitting next to him.

"National teacher, these people's names are taboo, and their birthdays and death dates are all in it."

Watching Lu Liangsheng take over the roster, Han Qinhu thought of the world, hesitated to speak, and opened his mouth: "Master, after I leave, what will happen to the court and His Majesty?"

"There are beacon fires all around, I don't know how many stars in the sky have not yet appeared."

Putting away the roster, Lu Liangsheng looked at the expression on the old man's face, probably knowing the worry in his heart, and sighed: "When I came down to the underworld, His Majesty was losing his temper in the palace, but with his character, he can calm down quickly. It’s easy to deal with it, but it’s not necessarily a bad thing to face such difficulties.”

The old man folded his sleeves behind him and nodded: "Your Majesty has been smart since he was a child, and he is capable. He should be able to come here as the national teacher said."

Speaking of the mess above, his tone became serious and he cursed severely.

"Received the incense, and went into the stomach of the dog. These gods have stayed in the sky for a long time, and they are condescending to everyone! They don't know that they were also humans at the beginning, but it's a pity that the soldiers of the underworld can't go up."

On the side, the figure with narrowed phoenix eyes slowly spoke.

"Yin soldiers can't go to the human world, and Guan can also single-handedly kill him back and forth, but the Dharma has come to the world, send it to you!"

Before coming here, Han Qinhu and Guan Yunchang had already discussed this matter. You talked to each other in the hall. Both of them were in charge of military affairs before they were alive. They commanded the army to fight in the north and south. Those who fight, especially Guan Yu for hundreds of years, have long been suffocated, and can't wait to go back to the top and bring up Qinglong Yanyue again.

For now, Lu Liangsheng can only think of fighting. After all, if those gods don't fight, they will attack Chang'an, there is no other way.

After listening for a while, Lu Liangsheng counted down the time in the Netherworld, and waited until the angrily speaking stopped for a while before raising his hand to interrupt.

"The famous generals of all dynasties have always been no worse than those gods in the sky, and now they are all ghosts. The time has been so long, and their morals should not be low. When the time comes, they should be able to compete with them."

Guan Yu phoenix eyes glanced over, and frowned slightly at Lu Liangsheng's words of "competing with it", "Guoshi Lu can't help boosting other people's ambitions. When it comes to fighting and martial arts, how can they compare with us? If they have almost the same morals , plus a piece, they will be beheaded!"

The ghost king who has been here for so long is still the original Guan Yunchang.

Lu Liangsheng couldn't shake the other party's arrogance at all, and after thinking about it, in such a predicament, such arrogance might not be a bad thing, so he talked with them for a while, guessing that it was almost time, and then got up to leave.

"National teacher, go back to the top, and there are many things, please take the trouble."

Han Qinhu followed to the outside of the hall and arched his hands. Lu Liangsheng, who opened the paper umbrella, turned his head and smiled, "There are not many rebels in the past dynasties. This time, at most, some gods are counted. Han Zhuguo, just Send it here, and I’ll go back next time.”

Guan Yu followed at the side: "I will send Lu Guoshi off."

The two walked out of the hall and returned to the way they came back. Looking back, the old man was still standing there. As the king of Yama, he couldn't leave the underworld easily. Seeing Lu Liangsheng looking back, Han Qinhu raised his head. With both hands, bowed and bowed slowly.

After this farewell, I don't know how many years to meet again.

Lu Liangsheng sighed, collected his mood, turned around, and returned to Guimen Pass with Guan Yu. When passing through the pass again, the two gods Shentu and Yulei stood at the pass. After arriving in the world, you might as well tell the common people on behalf of my brothers, you see we have worked very hard, every New Year’s festival, let them light a stick of incense and burn two money papers.”

"Okay, if there is a chance, I will do my best for the two of you, then I will not bother you, and I will leave."

"Master Lu, go slowly!"

The two gods were sent outside the pass, Qi Qi cupped their hands to say goodbye, and Guan Yu led the Chitu and turned around and snorted again, which was similar to Taoist Ha, which made Lu Liangsheng feel familiar, smiled, and stopped. , turned around and raised his hand to face each other.

"Junhou, just send it here, and I should go up."

Guan Yu let go of the reins, Qinglong Yanyue plunged into the Netherland with a swish, his beard fluttering, he clasped his fists heavily and arched his fists, his voice was a little urgent: "Then Guan is waiting for the order of Lu Guoshi in Netherworld!"

In fact, there is another reason, the name of his third brother is also listed on the roster, once the god is conferred, the two brothers will be able to reunite in the mortal world, so there is no rush.

"Farewell!"

Lu Liangsheng put away the paper umbrella, lowered his hands, and nodded in response: "Okay, I'm waiting for the Lord to come back in the world."

After saying that, the soul glowed with light, turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the gloomy and gloomy sky, blinked and submerged into the surging chaos, the whimpering and howling of the wind disappeared in the ear, and the cold chill gradually faded, and the vision When it was pitch black, the divine sense felt warmth.

The spirit broke through the ground and returned to the body. In the censer held in both hands, the burning long-lasting incense just broke off the ashes.

Opening his eyes, the bright sunlight was pouring in obliquely from the hall door. The Taoist sat on the futon, propped his chin, his head was lighting up and down, and the noisy voices outside did not wake him up.

"Brother, you won't let me see Master, so can I go out by myself?"

"Little brother, master has something important to do. Yuanshen has gone to hell and has not returned yet, so you can't go in and disturb her. As for you want to go out of the city, master can't let you leave without the master's words."

"It's long-winded, the "Hunyuan Tiangang Jue" taught by my master is almost done, look!"

The thin, ugly yellow-haired boy snorted and swiped a few times, his whole body's bones were afraid of rattling, he retracted his fists and kicked at Yu Wentuo's chin.

"How about it, isn't it amazing? Now you can let me go out of the city to save my parents, and my second brother, right?"

Yu Wentuo, who was blocked under the eaves, was about to speak, when Lu Liangsheng's voice suddenly sounded from inside the door.

"Tuo'er, let your junior brother come in."

"Master?!"

The two people outside yelled at the same time, making the dozing Taoist almost fall to the ground. At this time, Li Yuanba rushed into the eaves, snorted, squeezed away the senior brother next to him, and ran to the front of the five-direction and five-element magic circle. Respectfully cupping his hands, he knelt on one knee and half-kneeled on the ground, with a smile on his face.

"Master, please comment. Is it natural for me to go outside the city to save my parents? I know that I am not serious, and I am heartless, but I also know that children should be filial and brothers. If you want to talk about brotherhood, look at senior brother, if you don’t let me go out, that dignified apprentice of the national teacher will become an unfilial and unrighteous person.”

During the speech, Lu Liangsheng got up from the front of the formation, put the paper umbrella into his sleeve pocket, and patted the boy on the head, "Since you are filial, I will not stop you as a teacher."

Having said that, Lu Liangsheng withdrew his hand, turned around and walked to a certain room behind, and came out after a while, dragging a hammer several times larger than a stone mill in his hand, and when he threw it, the round body of the hammer boomed He pushed the ground and rolled in front of Li Yuanba.

"This is some time ago. I took the time to smelt it with some magic tools that Guanli didn't use in the past. Take it and go outside the city."

The young man half-kneeled on the ground and looked at the big hammer that still had the strength to shake slightly, his eyes were about to burst into flames, he rubbed his baby's hands a few times, breathed upward, wiped his cuffs, and then lifted it up, heavy The hammer body slashed through the air, bringing out a whistling sound, slammed his shoulders, smiled at the master, raised his chin provocatively at Yu Wentuo, and ran away happily.

At the door, Yu Wentuo glanced sideways, and walked to Master worriedly.

"Master, it's a bit inappropriate to let the little brother go out like this?"

"It's okay, it's a good thing to be beaten up by those gods. Besides, Tuo'er, you go to the Ministry of Industry and let them push the high platform in Furongchi..."

Lu Liangsheng looked at the young man who ran past the sky outside, touched his sleeves, and when the outline of the book passed by his fingertips, he walked up to the attic with a flick of his sleeves, and the sound of footsteps disappeared.

"...rebuild a Conferred God Platform again!"

Chapter 743 All Images Are Visible

The sunlight slanting across the clouds fell on the stretching roofs and eaves, and the birds across the sky gently fell on the branches, chirping and combing their feathers. The long street with noisy people below suddenly caused riots, and the passing pedestrians retreated one after another. .

ta ta ta ......

bang bang bang...

The horseshoes galloped, and several fast horses rushed across the street, waving their whips and shouting: "Get out of the way!" At a distance behind him, more than a dozen pack horses pulled the shaft carts, and the coachman drove and shouted, speeding up and passing the street, the sound of the shafts Going away, the pedestrians hiding on both sides of the street returned to the street, raised their hands and pointed in that direction.

"What's going on these few days?" "I don't know, I heard that something is being built over the Furong Pond. It's square and quite big."

"It seems to be a high platform, and it is almost repaired."

"I remember that there was one before, why did you repair it again?"

"Oh, I've pushed it a long time ago. This is a new one, bigger than the original one. The rice shop next door to me is the old Liu's house. These days, I made money by sending rice to the peasants over there. Now everyone laughs when they see it."

"Laughing at everyone, isn't that a fool?"

On the noisy and lively street, the birds staying on the branches of the roadside flap their wings and fly away, crossing the noisy street below, the roof ridge with lazy tabby cats, and the houses and buildings spreading out row by row in the sun, the bird's eyes Reflecting the southeast of the city, there is the sparkling Furong Pond in the distance, a ten-foot-high platform carved from huge rocks surrounded by wooden frames, and countless shirtless figures climb the wooden frame, swinging hammers to ping-pong-pong, pull The blue veins on the neck and neck of the strong man clad in bricks swelled, shouted the chant, and sent the square rock to the bottom of the stage, calling the companions above to lift it up bit by bit, over the stone wall of the platform, It is a series of engravings that outline the sun, moon, stars, auspicious clouds and gods in various postures, carved on it.

The work continued until it was dark.

In the atmosphere of the upcoming war, in the past seven or eight days in the city, it was suddenly discovered that a large number of carts came back from outside the city every day, pulling large and small rocks. At first, they thought they were used to strengthen the city wall, but they did not see soldiers The sign of the horse's mobilization started from the summoned folks returning home, and a few people knew that it was the national teacher in the Longevity Temple who wanted to build a big stone platform, but they didn't know what to do with it.

Not long after the news spread, those who had some impressions remembered the grand event of conferring the national teacher back then, and they still had fresh memories. They guessed that the national teacher who hadn't shown up for a long time, or even had no news, was going to do something.

"Speaking of the national teacher, back then, I remember that scene. There was a sea of ​​people and voices, and there was no end in sight. You just moved to Chang'an, so you must have never seen it."

"I've also heard that the thunder and lightning that day were all recruited by the national teacher, right?"

"That must be the case. Right now, the National Teacher has made another movement. Thinking about the thieves outside, it may be that they are doing it against them."

"Isn't there a good show to watch?"

"...The gang of thieves deserve to die. Let's see how many days they can play with the method of the national teacher."

The words of the market spread very quickly. In less than two days, the entire Chang'an people knew about it. The neighbors who were so short would go for a walk outside the Furong Pond every day, thinking about when the altar would be completed, and hoped that it would be the first time. Pay homage to the grand event of the year.

Apart from looking at mysterious spells, who wouldn't want the rebels outside the city to be wiped out and no more wars to break out.

The noisy and messy footsteps and human voices spread to the alley on the side of the government office, almost reaching the small window on the ground, and the faint light shone into the darkness inside.

Light and dust flew, clanging iron chains rattled, unkempt figures leaned against the small window with their feet on their feet, and listened carefully to the sounds of the busy city outside with their ears pressed against the wall.

In particular, words such as "Sacred Terrace", "Thieves Outside" and "National Teacher" clearly fell into my ears, but it was a pity that it was difficult to form a complete thing, so I hurried to the prison fence and slapped the wooden pillar vigorously.

"Come on!"

"Cellmaster, I want to see the national teacher!"

In the dark corridor of the prison, in the light of the flickering torches, two figures walked by. The prison head flicked a bunch of keys in his hand, and led a guard to look for the sound. When he saw the beating young man, he laughed twice and leaned against the fence.

"Why, you still want to see the national teacher? Then, the national teacher also wants to see you."

Next to him, the guard laughed out loud, and took a wooden stick to tap the young man's hand on the fence, "I heard that your name is Chen Jing, right? You were the emperor of the Southern Dynasty back then? How did you get this kind of virtue, come to my old man?" How did you go to court when you were acting?"

In the prison, Chen Jing withdrew his hand and didn't care about the other party's ridicule at all. He was so depressed and panicked in the cell, it was already thankful to have someone to talk to.

"Prisoner, why do I ask you, what is so lively outside? I really want to hear that the market is passing on the national teacher, and there is something about the altar, can you tell me? I want to hear."

"Do you want to hear it?" The cell head leaned against the fence, looked at the guard with a smile, and hooked his fingers toward the cell: "Come on, come closer."

Chen Jing dragged his feet on the iron chain and approached. As soon as he put his hand on the wooden stake, the prison chief took a stick and hit it, and there was a loud 'bang', forcing him back again.

hahaha~~~

The head of the cell laughed a few times, wielding a stick, and turned away with the guards, "You want to hear it too? Just stay well, the big things outside have nothing to do with you, a prisoner! You still want to dream of restoring the country." ,wake up."

Birds flew past the small window, the light and shadow dimmed and brightened again, the sun shone with dust particles on Chen Jing's disheveled hair, and the shadow stretched on the ground.

The laughter gradually disappeared in the distance of the prison, and Chen Jing sat down on the ground, under his messy hair, staring dully at his dirty hands.

'Prisoner...'

He murmured softly.

The sun was shining outside, and to the north of the bustling giant city, across the Taotao River, the green grass on the bank was swaying, suddenly one hand reached down and pulled it out, and threw it into his mouth to hold it.

On the surface of the flowing river, a thin and small figure was reflected, carrying a huge hammer bigger than his body on his thin shoulders, with a little yellow hair on his head, looking around at the surrounding scenery.

"Didn't you say that the enemy army is gathering outside? Why can't even see a ghost."

"It's hard to learn all the skills. Could it be that you let me go back in despair?"

"No, no, wouldn't that be a joke for Yu Wentuo?"

Squinting his eyes, the young man who looked around muttered to himself for a while, walked north along the river for a while, and went up a gentle slope. He threw the hammer on the ground, sat on a big stone, and took it out of his leather pocket. He took out the pancakes and ate them in his mouth, then kicked his feet and yelled twice out of boredom.

"Come a few people and let me try the hammer~~~"

The young man was Li Yuanba who had escaped from Chang'an. When he heard the news that his parents and elder brother had escaped from Taiyuan, he had been bored for a long time, so he just made an excuse to try out the skills he had learned.

It's just that I didn't expect that after walking for several days in a row, apart from seeing a few groups of fleeing civilians, I didn't even see a single wild animal.

"I'm not lost, am I?"

Li Yuanba kicked his feet and muttered something. In the wind blowing through the forest by the river, he vaguely heard something coming from a distance.