Great Sui Guoshi

"If it succeeds, it will not be in the prison, but on the rack!"

Lu Liangsheng almost laughed at the girl's words, turned around and waved his hand, telling her to leave, "Girl, I went to see Jing'er in the prison that day, and he asked me to convey a word to you."

The woman's heart skipped a beat, she didn't want to hear this, but she couldn't help asking: "What did he say?"

"Don't wait for him."

Xiaoxue pursed her lips for a while, then suddenly smiled, took two steps back, and shook her head.

"Brother Jing wouldn't say that. You must have said that on purpose. I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

Turned around resolutely, but after turning around, she still stopped for a while, sniffed, stepped away from her embroidered shoes, kicked the hem of her skirt and ran away quickly.

"Actually, Liang Sheng didn't think about killing Chen Jing who was in prison?" Taoist Hamo watched the woman who raised her hand to her face run away and sat up.

"That girl is a little weird."

"In his heart, he's not bad."

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the mountain gate over there, and responded to the last sentence of the master, "It seems to be the same as the master and Sun Dasheng. She is also a sky-replenishing stone, but she seems to be reincarnated."

Walking through the mountain gate, the leaves fluttered and passed through the vision of Taoist Ha, who was still looking back, and muttered a bit depressingly.

"......Aren't mending stones so rare? Why are they everywhere?"

There may only be one chapter tonight. It’s a holiday, and I’m playing late, so I don’t have time to sort out the thoughts behind.

Chapter 785 Discussion

Xiyun was dimmed, and amidst the sound of cicadas, the sun gradually sank in the tranquility of Wanshou Temple, and the night shrouded in darkness.

Occasionally, the evening wind blows through the window gap, and the lampposts standing in the hall flicker slightly, reflecting the shadows of several people on the walls and screens.

"Where did Gongsun Liao get the drink? After sleeping for a whole day, his head almost burst. Brother Zuo, how do you feel?"

"Still a little groggy."

The main hall of the attic was brightly lit, and eight people gathered around a table to eat. Zhu Gangli and Zuo Zhengyang were a little listless and didn't have much appetite. They yelled at Yan Chixia, who had a splitting headache, and gestured excitedly with their chopsticks.

"Brother Zuo, you are alright. After drinking with you, I went to drink two altars with those yin gods. It's a relationship. In the future, I will use a Taoist method to invite a god. They are embarrassed to be slow."

"But why do you seem to be okay?" Zhu Gang glanced at him with his big ears drooping.

"Why are you alright? Yan has not sobered up yet!!"

Yan Chixia, who had always been short-tongued, became talkative for the first time, and suddenly made everyone present laugh out loud, filling the main hall with warmth.

Lu Liangsheng sat in the first place, and also smiled, "I have a way to sober up, I will help you sober up later." He said, casually planed a mouthful of rice, and chewed slowly.

Hong Lian on the side picked up a chopsticks dish and handed it to him in a bowl. He looked at Lu Liangsheng with a smile. He had known him for many years and knew that he had something hidden in his heart. He asked softly, "My lord, when you go out today, What happened?"

On the other side, Zuo Zhengyi, Yan Chixia, Zhu Gangli, and Zhu Erniang stopped their chopsticks and looked up to this side. Even Mingyue, who was eating rice, raised her face with her mouth full of rice grains, and blinked.

Lu Liangsheng smiled at them, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and waved his hands: "It's okay." Then he said to Hong Lian: "It's okay, just set up three magic circles on the Lishan Jing River and the Fengshentai, and just stopped by Think about what needs to be checked and filled."

"Set up the magic circle?" Zuo Zhengyang frowned: "What is the magic circle for?"

He has a good relationship with Lu Liangsheng. From Fushui County until now, he was able to step into the practice because the other party gave him the Fire Spirit Orb of the Holy Fire Mingzun to guide him to step into the door of practice. Speaking of it, he can be regarded as half a master. It's just that I'm older than him, and I can't save my face during some gaps when I was a headhunter. However, whenever there is something here, he will never refuse. The kindness of leading the introduction is endless.

Right now, I can't help asking: "Why didn't fellow Daoist Lu hear you mention it?"

"Why tell you? It's enough to have an old man." Taoist Ha wiped the mouth of Toad, and put down the delicate red rooster bowl.

There were some things that Lu Liangsheng didn't want to say now, but since they were asked, and Chang'an was endangered, they were closely related to everyone. Anyway, the emperor should know what happened outside the city by now, and he would send someone to ask.

After thinking about it, he didn't hide anything, and started from the beginning.

"You should know the third prince that those gods are talking about, right? He never showed up. I thought he would enter Chang'an alone, but later I found out that he went to Wuxing Mountain to meet the demon king Sun Wukong who was crushed under the mountain."

Everyone knew about the monkey being crushed under the mountain, so they didn't interrupt, and continued to listen quietly.

"...Early the morning before yesterday, the Great Sage came to look for me. The third prince had a good relationship with him back then, and he didn't want to be an enemy of the world. He even wanted to play games with the world. My father is Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, and all the immortal families in the sky, so it is inconvenient to tell them directly, so I will ask the Great Sage to tell me about the demon star."

The following words were mostly the original words of the monkey, and I repeated them for everyone to listen to. At this time, it was dark, and I went to Li Suian in Yuwen Mansion, and brought five sword cultivators in the door, and came back with Yu Wentuo, and walked to the hall. The door, seeing the master talking, did not dare to disturb, quietly found a seat in the hall and sat down.

Lu Liangsheng glanced at them, and after finishing what the monkey said, he told about the strange things that happened outside the city today, as well as his conjectures.

"Early this morning, I was going to set up the magic circle. On the way down Lishan, I met Li Yuan's second son Li Shimin, who is also Yuanba's second brother. He asked His Majesty to bury the bodies of soldiers who died in battle, but something happened. Seeing the strange incident where the corpse broke through the ground and disappeared, in my opinion, this matter should be related to the fragments of the demon star, taking away the corpse, I am afraid that I want to gather a body to come out."

snort!

Standing at the door, Yu Wentuo, who was embracing the Xuanyuan Sword, snorted coldly, "I'm carrying tens of thousands of corpses, but that's all. Before the Duke of Yue ransacked the house, my disciples read some content about corpse puppets in his mansion, and there are also such things. kind of record."

Lu Liangsheng nodded. He and Yang Su had a close relationship. The two had talked about the corpse puppet in the past, but it only involved each other's cultivation and Taoism, so it's inconvenient to ask further.

"Tuo'er, keep talking."

"There is such a record in the corpse puppet method." Yu Wentuo hung down Xuanyuan sword, looked at the burning lamppost, recalled what he had seen at the beginning, and after a while, he said: "Records and descriptions, people are ten thousand The strength of the spirit, there is a soul in the flesh and blood, which can be fused and refined with tens of thousands of bodies, it can refine the blood demon, it is infinitely powerful, it is immortal, it can jump out of the five elements, it is not hurt by the law of the five elements, and it is not afraid of the netherworld soul, because there is no such thing as a soul..."

Li Suian fiddled with the wick and frowned: "Don't be afraid of the five elements? Swordsmanship can also be regarded as a method of metal practice. Isn't it impossible to use a sword?"

"You can only use supernatural powers, or...the divine power of the gods in the sky." Yu Wentuo explained.

According to the context of the words of the two apprentices, Lu Liangsheng probably had a clear understanding of the monster star again in his mind, but this understanding made him frown a little. The supernatural powers come to deal with the opponent, but it hurts the body...

Perhaps the demon power is also good, the eyes can't help but look at the master who is bowing his head.

Sensing the apprentice's gaze, Taoist Toad glanced across the corner of his eye, and hummed twice, "Now you know how important it is to be a teacher? Don't worry, what level of cultivation is a teacher, how can you be afraid of a mere blood demon? No matter how bad it is, I will The emperor, with soldiers and horses in hand, also piled him into a puddle of mud, just guarding him like that, and if he dares to recover, just keep smashing him!"

The terracotta warriors are made of stone, and the inside is also driven by ghosts. Lu Liangsheng is not optimistic about it, but it is not good for Master's face, so he bears not talking and changes the subject.

"...Whether the demon star has refined the blood demon into its body, it is still too early to make a conclusion. I am afraid that there are other variables. I will think about the magic circle tonight, and I will see if the magic circle that I set up can be improved tomorrow morning. , together with the formation, I am still not as good as Old Sun, as long as he is here."

The methods Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang cultivated were mostly about subjugating demons and eliminating demons, and they really couldn't help in this regard, so they stood up and cupped their hands.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, since the matter is urgent, the two of us don't want to sit here and wait. Since we are demons, we should just get rid of them. Let's go outside and investigate carefully!"

On the other side, Yu Wentuo and Li Suian also bowed their hands.

"The matter of the master is the matter of the apprentice, so let's go too!"

Zhu Gang looked at them, showing a nine-toothed rake in his hand, and slammed it on the ground: "Count me old pig!"

"You stay in the temple, just cook the food!"

The four of them spoke to him in unison, turned around and left the attic, and together with the five sword cultivators, they leaped forward, stepping on the branches of the forest and twirling into the night.

"My old pig is the canopy marshal!! I really think I'm a cook!!"

Zhu Ganglian ran to the door and howled dryly into the night, then turned around, and only Mingyue with her feet left on the table, and Erniang Zhu was still there.

"Where's Lu Liangsheng?"

"Mister went back upstairs to study the magic circle." The little man shrugged his shoulders and continued to dig into his food.

"This this......"

The old pig flicked his cuffs, sat down on the stool, took a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, "Oh, really, after that, it's up to me..."

The night is dark, the lights of thousands of houses in the city are far away to the east, there are many mountains, and in the dim light cast by the stars and moon passing through the gaps in the forest, a figure jumps down from the treetops with a burden on his back, clutches his screaming belly, and runs fast Going to the grass, biting a piece of fire, untied the belt, lifted the hem of the robe and paused.

For a moment, with the slight light of the fire, he looked at the slightly yellow book in his hand.

wow~~wow~~~

The night crow flew across the dark forest, uttering hoarse and ominous cries.

Chapter 786 Half Blind

wow~~wow~~

Crows neighing at night on the pitch-black mountain top, the moonlight spreads like water to the rolling foothills, the night is not yet deep, behind the gap in the black forest, there are dim lights on, it is a mountain village with only a few families.

The broken window sills reflected the shadows of people moving around, and there was the sound of bowls and chopsticks being put on the table, followed by a human voice laughing and talking.

"Old man, you are too. Your eyes are not convenient. Why are you walking around in the mountains? If you bump and fall, you will be in trouble. When you meet jackals in the mountains..."

"Freeze said!"

There was a woman's voice yelling, and in the dim light of the oil lamp, the woman sitting on the low stool in the corner bit off the thread of mending, got up and snatched the bowl from her husband, gave him a blank look, and then walked to the dilapidated building over there. Fang Zhuo, "Mr., don't mind. My man can't say much. He always says bad things. Don't take it to heart."

The wind squeezed into the window lattice, and the flame of the oil lamp standing on the square table flickered.

In the light of the fire, an old man dressed in dirty old clothes had his eyes slightly closed, his beard and hair were neatly combed, and when he heard what the woman said, he laughed twice, and reached out to take the bowls and chopsticks handed to him.

"It's okay, people who are straightforward and quick-hearted are mostly kind-hearted people. How can an old man be angry, but the hostess has a good eye."

The old man's words with a smile made the village woman smile, and she turned her head and glared at her man, meaning: Look, it's the old lady who has eyes, not you.

The man scratched his hair clumsily and squatted by the door, he laughed and said nothing, but the old man over there ate a few mouthfuls of crude food and said with a smile: "The harmony of a family is a matter of two people, only one of them Can’t do it, right, if I don’t say a word, I still have to count the heirs in the family.”

Seeing the old man making calculations, the woman who was still a little dazed, suddenly heard the word 'son', lowered her face, pinched the hem of the linen clothes and went to the wall, her shoulders twitched slightly, and she went to the stove in a daze Looking at the embers of the stove that have not been extinguished.

"What's wrong? Did the old man say something wrong?"

The old man counted again, his face froze, he sighed, and then smiled again: "It's the old man's mistake, I shouldn't mention the sad things about you two, but you don't need to be sad, the one who has passed away, let him go The wind is gone, and I recalculated just now, the two of you hit each other, there should be one more child."

Hearing these words suddenly, the eyes of the man squatting by the door lit up, he quickly got up from the ground, sat across from him, hesitantly rubbed his thick palms, but the woman sitting by the stove came over and spoke first, The voice trembled a little.

"Old man, are you really good at fortune-telling? My husband and I are two, and will we have a son?"

"The old man is not bad, it should be there."

The old man turned his face slightly, his half-closed eyelids seemed to be able to see, stared at the woman's belly, stroked the white beard on his chin, and nodded: "It is indeed a joy, the old man will congratulate you two first."

The couple on the opposite side looked at each other, the man was dull but not stupid, subconsciously stretched out his hand to stroke his wife's belly, his voice trembled accordingly.

"Really... Really?"

There were still outsiders, the woman blushed a bit, opened her husband's hand, covered her belly and turned away, thinking carefully, it seemed that she really hadn't had her period for two months, because she was busy working in the fields, so she I forgot about this matter, but now that I think about it, my face suddenly becomes happy, thinking that I really have it.

The man saw the expression of the woman protecting her belly, and the fool also saw that she was upset. Looking at the old man opposite, he bowed and thanked, and hurriedly brought the bowl to the old man.

"The old man is really a god, I... I can't say anything... I don't have anything at home to thank you. If you don't dislike it, just eat more... eat more... …”

'Ha ha. '

Over there, the old man stroked his beard, shook his head, and waved his hands: "This old man can't be called a god, but he just knows how to read people and luck, and his ability is not half as good as my master's."

The old man is Wang Cheng'en, Wang Banyan, who came out to travel the mountains and rivers and feel the secrets of heaven. He was on his way back to Chang'an at this time, passing by a village in the mountains at night, so he came to spend the night and have a meal along the way.

"Mister...do you still have a master?"

The man respectfully put the rice bowl in front of Wang Banyan. Looking at the old man's age, if he thought of the other party's master, he might really be a fairy in the mountain. Knock your head away.

Hearing the sound of kowtow, Wang Banja shook his body, he couldn't help nodding his head and stroking his beard, he felt light all over, but he still opened his mouth, stretched out his hand, and raised it falsely.

"Hey, what are you doing, get up quickly."

After the man kowtowed heavily, he helped his wife get up. With a rough and dark face and red eyes, he picked up the earthen pot and poured a bowl of cold water, and handed it over.

"Old man, my husband and I finally had another child. I don't want him to disappear again, so I ask the old man to save him."

Hearing the sound of the pottery bowl touching the table, Wang Banzhu frowned, with a sense of heroism, he stretched out his hand and said, "Your previous child passed away, is there anything else to say?"

The man next to him couldn't organize his words for a moment, and the woman next to him sat down at the table, followed her husband's words by the light, and said, "Mr. Hui, our previous child was killed by a monster."

Wang Banyan, who was sitting upright and nodding his head, shook his body and almost fell to the ground. The man next to him thought the stool was old and unstable, so he quickly reached out to help him, "Sir, don't blame me, there is nothing in the family. It's the same as when I got married." Yes, it's been a while."

Wang Banyan stabilized his figure, sat down again, and said indifferently: "It's okay." Then he said to the woman: "What's going on? Are there monsters here?"

The woman nodded.

"Yes, my child was seven or eight years old at the time, and my husband and I were working in the field. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and I heard the child yelling. When I looked back, there was only one straw sandal left on the field ridge. Later, several families in the village helped to search for a few miles around, and finally found the torn clothes on a hill in front of them. There were a few strands of hair and blood on them..."

Speaking of this, she probably remembered the miserable scene in the past, the woman stopped talking, covered her face and cried.

wow~ wow~~

The night crow croaked hoarsely in the darkness outside the house, the wind whimpered and ran across the eaves, while the oil lamp was shaking, Wang Banzi rolled his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

'...The old man can only tell fortunes, but he can't subdue demons and slay demons. That's the skill of the other juniors. '

The crows were singing, Wang Banzai thought of this, the food on the table was no longer fragrant, and even the exhaustion from walking all the way was swept away, he stood up with a calm face, and walked to the door.

The man quickly followed: "Mr., where are you going?"

snort!

The old man snorted heavily, pulled the latch, opened the door and walked out, looking at the distant mountains in the night with his dull eyes half closed.