Great Sui Guoshi

Daoist Toad was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly with his frog webbed on his back, waved the webpage, and said as he walked towards the old donkey.

"I'm getting old as a teacher, I almost forgot...hehe...but you two should not chase that fat monk, his cultivation level is still higher than yours."

His mother's...

It will be troublesome if the old monk is attracted.

Chapter 98 Strange Stories

"Master, what do you think the fat monk is doing by kidnapping those children?"

"... maybe eat it."

"Ok?"

"Hehe... I was just joking for the teacher."

"Then... Master said that he might be the apprentice of the old bald donkey, who is that old bald donkey?"

The night wind blows across the foot of the mountain, and on the mountain road, a lantern hangs in front of the donkey's head.

Tread, step, step...

The donkey's hooves took small steps, taking advantage of the dim light of the fire, and slowly walked forward. After a while, Taoist Toad hugged his fins, sat cross-legged in the cubicle, and turned his face to cover it.

"The old bald donkey is the old bald donkey, why ask so many questions?!"

"Ask me, talk or not." Lu Liangsheng glanced at the cubicle with a smile.

The toad embracing its bi-webs twisted its mouth, turned back again, closed its eyes and sighed.

"Well, when I was a teacher, I ruled the world and was invincible, but I also had many enemies. One day, I was besieged by people from several sects. After I beat them back, I didn't want to run into an old monk from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. This old bald donkey is very good at using the Da Ming Zun's magic seal, but if he is not a teacher..."

At this time, the impatient Taoist came back from the inn in a hurry, kicked a stone on the ground, and smashed it on a tree beside the road.

Lu Liangsheng looked at his expression and asked, "Is the meat porridge mushy?"

"What's the matter, the whole pot is gone."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, not far from the inn ahead, let go of the rein and walked quickly, Hong Lian also floated away to see what was going on.

Toad, who stayed in the compartment of the bookshelf, looked at the two who ran to the inn, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

... His mother, you asked me to tell you what the teacher said, but you should listen to it before leaving! Hey! !

On the other side of the inn, the light of the bonfire was still shining from the door, but the bandits who had been pinned to the ground by Lu Liangsheng's silver magic before were stripped naked, dripping with blood, and had long since died.

The two families in the corner have long since disappeared, but the blood-stained footprints on the ground are big and small, and it can be seen that they walked out of the door.

Those two families killed the bandits on the ground, took everything away and fled...

"This severe drought has driven people into evil spirits."

This was Lu Liangsheng's most direct feeling. At the side, Nie Honglian snorted when he heard his words, and the scholar turned his face to the side and squeezed out a smile.

"I didn't say you were a ghost."

Only then did Hong Lian's expression loosen, and she turned her pretty face aside, and let out another hum of unknown meaning.

Soon, Lu Liangsheng and the Taoist dragged the body out of the inn to bury it, cleaned up the blood on the ground, took the dry food, grilled it with the stuff in Sun Yingxian's leather bag, ate a few mouthfuls, and lay down on the long table go to sleep.

The two of them, a toad, both have cultivation bases, and the cold wind blowing didn't have much effect on them.

The next day, I packed my bags early in the morning and continued to set off. In the past, I would have had breakfast, but now I have saved time for eating.

"It's a pity, that pot."

On the way, the Taoist couldn't forget to say a few words, he went to save people on his own side, but the rescued people took the things when he turned around. This kind of feeling is depressed and has nowhere to vent. If you are a person with a bad personality, I am afraid it will be over. Chased him out and caught and killed him.

Lu Liangsheng could only comfort him with a few words, because of a severe drought, the world in the northwest has really become muddled, and black and white are unclear.

After going down the mountain road, the field of vision became wider. Walking along the official road, Lu Liangsheng tried to avoid places where the victims were concentrated, and followed the long dragon to find Liyang City.

According to what Sun Yingxian said before, the cultivators who prayed for rain earlier settled down here, and after all, there was no effect.

Approaching the city, there are people from far and near. Some victims who do not want to leave their homeland to wait for the relief from the government gather outside the city gate. People from the government came out to give porridge.

"Liyang is a big city, it seems to be much better."

People squeezed past, Lu Liangsheng helped a child who had been pushed down, said something softly to the Taoist next to him, and he was slightly relieved.

Taking advantage of the chaos during the porridge distribution, he went into the city and found an inn nearby. The Taoist first went to find the group of ascetics, while Lu Liangsheng washed up in the room and changed his clothes. Finally, he felt a lot more relaxed.

There were no other guests in the inn, and the food in the inn was pitifully small. All they could take out was a plate of pickled cabbage and two bowls of porridge.

The waiter in the store, who was wearing a green turban, also had a disheveled look on his face. After putting down the food, he spoke in embarrassment.

"Guest officer, this is the only thing left. Don't be disgusted. Other inns and restaurants are in such a state. All the food and dishes in the inns in the city are basically taken by the government to help the victims."

Lu Liangsheng picked up his chopsticks and paused twice on the table, then said with a smile, "It's okay, as long as you have a stutter, go get busy."

"What else is there to do?"

The guy saw that the scholar was easy to talk, so he leaned against the guardrail and shook the rag on his shoulder.

"Right now, I'm just counting on when it will rain from God, even if it snows, until next spring, when the land is wet, we can grow some food and give people a way to live."

"God will never give a dead end, maybe the dragon that flies the clouds and rain is already on the way."

While eating, Lu Liangsheng said some consoling words, and when he mentioned the word dragon in his heart, he suddenly thought of the Pudu Cihang who occupies the imperial city. If the other party transforms into a dragon, is it a good dragon or an evil dragon?

For a moment, the scholar chuckled to himself with the pickled cabbage in his hands, shook off this thought, and asked Xiao Er about some trivial matters in the city.

"How many people are there in the city right now?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I left a lot last year, but they were all big families. They were afraid that the government would make them bleed. After sending a batch of food, the whole family moved south."

Lu Liangsheng nodded, put down his chopsticks, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Yes, those who have a family business will naturally have to leave, but I don't know how many people died in the drought in one year, and how many people will be left. In the future, this northwest land will be even less populated by then."

The waiter in the shop was probably too bored, and when he heard the scholar's melancholy, his words fell out suddenly.

"I don't know how much is left, but in the past two years, there have been many things that lost children and women."

Lose a child?

Lu Liangsheng looked away from the street with few pedestrians outside, and looked at the guy.

"Frequently lost?"

"Sure, Nuo, not long ago, the youngest son of a family in this street disappeared for no reason." Xiao Er looked around, approached the dining table, leaned over sideways, and whispered:

"My lord, let me tell you, don't tell anyone. One night, when I got up and went to the latrine, I saw a few ghosts running across the street with a child in my arms. You saw them too. This place is also close to the city wall. The younger one followed out to see what was going on, but those people passed through the city wall under the eyes of the soldiers and disappeared, so scared that I hurriedly covered my head and fell asleep."

Xiaoer didn't notice that Lu Liangsheng's eyes sank, and he continued to say:

"I've heard people from outside come back and talk about one thing. Among the victims of the disaster, people often go missing. But during the famine, whether it's missing or dying, it's nothing more than a normal thing. No one cares at all... "

While speaking, the shopkeeper's voice sounded from the first floor of the inn.

"Visitors, please go upstairs!"

The guy on the second floor stopped talking, smiled at Lu Liangsheng, and put the rag back on his shoulder.

"My lord, take it easy, I'll go down to greet the guests first."

Not long after he went down, he trotted up again. Behind him, Sun Yingxian led the four of them over.

Chapter 99 Five Fires

"Five guest officials, please come upstairs."

The shop guy Ji trotted over, quickly wiped the table next to the scholar over there, invited Sun Yingxian who went upstairs, and the four people behind him to sit down.

"There's nothing to eat in the store now, so the guest officials can make do with it."

Next to the Taoist, there seemed to be a middle-aged man who was the leader of the four. He waved his hand slightly to let Xiao Er go down, looked at the scholar opposite, and arched his hands with a smile.

"Longtou Mountain, Zhu Ziyi."

The other three also followed suit and reported their names.

Sun Yingxian sat opposite Lu Liangsheng with a chopstick in his hands, leaned over, and glanced at the four people he brought over there from the corner of his eye.

"Old Lu, these four are all fellows!"

The scholar hummed, and while looking at the four people over there, he brushed off his robe sleeves, stood up and cupped his hands.

"Lu Liangsheng in Qixia Mountain, I have met all of you seniors."

Several people nodded, as if they were quite satisfied with the word "senior" of the scholar. The leader Zhu Ziyi stroked his beard and smiled, and raised his hand to press it.

"Since you are a fellow, don't pay too much attention to the world."

Amidst the sound of the Taoist clattering his chopsticks into the gruel, Lu Liangsheng exchanged pleasantries with them for a while, and then asked about the rain.

The middle-aged monk tapped twice on the corner of the table with curled fingers, and sighed.

"The way of heaven has no eyes. I have been praying for rain more than 30 times, but I wasted my mana without a single drop. I watched thousands of creatures die in front of my eyes... Alas, the lives of the people are dying..."

The cultivation of these four people has passed the foundation-building stage. Lu Liangsheng could feel the weight of these words. Along the way, the victims of disasters were relocated, starving and dying everywhere, and good people turned into evil ghosts.

After being silent for a while, Lu Liangsheng frowned, rubbed his fingertips lightly, thought of a possibility, hesitated, and spoke.

"If so, is it possible to drive the rain away with magic power?"

Speaking of this, the monk named Zhu Ziyi was stunned, then laughed, got up, walked to the guardrail, and looked outside.

"The severe drought in the northwest is really a natural disaster. We can only pray for rain. If we use mana to force the clouds and rain to come, it will be against the sky. When the time comes, thunder will strike, and the light ones will lose all their cultivation and become crippled. In severe cases, the soul will be scattered, and the body will be shattered and scattered."

After the words stopped, he turned his head to look at the scholar, and continued with a smile:

"The matter of praying for rain will continue, but there are more important things to do at present."

Lu Liangsheng also stood up and cupped his arms around the four of them.

"Dare to ask what it is, if it is useful, I will do my best."

As soon as the words came out, the four of them laughed, and one of them stood up and said, "Recently, there have been frequent loss of people among the disaster victims..."

"A child and a woman were lost?" Lu Liangsheng suddenly interjected, "But a great monk?"

"Exactly! It seems that Lu Tongdao had already met him when he came."

Zhu Ziyi turned his gaze away from the scholar to the street scene outside, with his hands behind his back.

"For several months, children and women among the disaster victims outside the city often disappeared. No one was seen alive, and no dead body was seen. Among the four of us, there is a Taoist friend who is good at summoning souls, but no matter what, we can't find the missing person. soul..."

Following the narration, Lu Liangsheng probably understood what happened. The fat monk was alone, and at first he thought he was coming to the northwest to pray for rain or save the victims, but he didn't want to snatch children, even women, from the victims one after another.

After finding out, the monks fought with each other before forcing the monk away, but there was no serious injury. Later, the fat monk became more cautious, as long as there was a little negligence here, some children would be lost.

While talking here, Zhu Ziyi suddenly stretched out his hand, and a paper crane from the sky landed on his palm.

Did something happen?

Lu Liangsheng and Sun Yingxian looked at each other, and from the corner of their eyes, the expressions of the other three monks at the next table gradually darkened.

Over there, Zhu Ziyi smashed the paper crane in his palm and turned around.

"Go, go outside the city!"

Immediately, his figure jumped on the second floor and rushed to the opposite roof. The other three people cupped their hands at the scholar and rushed out.

Sure enough something happened.

Lu Liangsheng left behind a few pennies for food, and chased after him with the Taoist, stepping across the green tiles on the roof, flying, and asked: "Four seniors, what happened?"

"That evil monk is here again!"

Zhu Ziyi in front of him said something, and the figure leaping in the air turned into a black shadow, disappeared above the city wall, and came outside the city in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Liangsheng didn't ask any more questions, he leaped down the city wall in one go, and followed the four people in front of him up a hill. In the distance, there was chaos on the edge of the victims, and some people cried loudly .

"It's a crime...give me back my child."

"I saw the child just now, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"Everyone help to find it!!"