Chapter 1 What I want to do

"What's that? Be careful—"

"Don't be afraid! That's an illusion, the ancient beasts don't exist at all!!"

Some people roared, and others shouted:

"What, wow..."

The guard of the carriage turned his head, and saw the sharp claws of a thousand-year-old wood. The moment he drew closer, there was a loud bang, and the two carriages at the back tilted and flew across. The moment they left the ground, Zhu Ziyi shouted: "Go to some people !"

In the field of vision, the wreckage of the shafts, shafts, and wagons were scattered, mixed with the wailing of the horses, knocking into the air the two monks who were guarding the wagon behind them, throwing them into the sky together, and falling down together.

Roar! ! !

The green mane was trembling, the wu was screaming excitedly, hitting the ground from time to time, jumping around a few times in place, flicking the tail of the whip, stepping on the ground with thick pads, walking around the convoy, huge eyes, red eyes Looking at the rushing monks, their outstretched claws occasionally flicked twice, scraping a few gullies.

The huge roar formed a gale, and the mud, dust and dead grass on the ground were blown and rolled.

The few people held their weapons, controlled the wind-dispelling spell, stabilized their figures, and heard Zhu Ziyi's words: "That's an illusion!"

One of them stretched out the cuff of the red stick in his hand and shouted: "Ah—" he rushed forward quite vigorously, the red light of the stick became hotter and hotter, stirring the air.

In an instant, hiding in the back, Lu Liangsheng in front of the city gate had a smile on his lips, driving the painted beast to take the lead, and then use its huge body to suppress the opponent's aura, which is exactly the content of "Strategy and Countermeasures".

"Knowledge is also one of strength..."

With a finger pulled from the 梼杌 scroll unfolded on the back of the donkey, the magic power moved behind the beast, and at the same time that the monk who rushed out was in the sight of his companion, he was instantly swept away by a black shadow, leaving only one The shoes are still on the ground.

The remaining three immediately stopped, staring at the whip tail dancing on the side of the beast, which was almost thicker than their body, swallowed their saliva, and backed away in unison.

In front of the convoy, there were a few bangs and the gold and iron collided to stop, Zhu Ziyi stepped back and looked back.

"That's an illusion, kill that scholar..."

However, as soon as the three of them turned around, several talisman papers flew out of nowhere, and Sun Yingxian rushed out from the ground with his head covered in dirt, with two cinnabar talismans drawn on each palm.

"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, disease!"

The flying talisman burst into flames, forcing the three monks back.

Zhu Ziyi gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, turned back to look at the fat monk with golden light and flames, and gave instructions to the monks under his command.

"Form an formation, trap the monk!"

The flame exploded in mid-air, and Fajing approached a wandering figure, grabbed the opponent and threw it down with a bang, several spider veins cracked and spread on the ground.

When he straightened up, the five monks around walked very fast, walked around twice, and gradually drifted, with almost identical red-headed short sticks in their hands, one horizontal, connected to the big circle.

"Holy flames are fierce, start with me..."

"Holy flames are fierce, start with me..."

"Holy flames are fierce, start with me..."

……

The extremely fast incantations were chanted indistinctly among the five people, and the short sticks connected in a circle in their hands burst into flames, forming a circle of fire as the five people spun crazily.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, let's go!"

The fat monk in the middle of the flames stomped on one side of one foot, standing in a horse stance, turned over the beads on his shoulders and neck, and stretched them tightly between his arms.

"Prajna Paramita...

Prajna paramita...."

Fajing closed his eyes, and was also silently reciting the Buddhist body protection mantra, a layer of gold appeared all over his body, stably resisting Foehn.

The Buddha's voice echoed in the wind, and when it drifted away into the distance, the sharp edge of the sword pierced through the air.

Sun Yingxian, who was smeared with a touch of red, hurriedly dodged, the strong wind rushed past, and Zhu Ziyi rushed straight to the scholar behind the old donkey like flying in the air.

"Small tricks, you can scare others, but you can't scare me—"

Touching the blade with two fingers, a reddish light came out from the sword.

"Young master, run away!"

Nie Honglian rushed out of the picture scroll, driving the evil spirit to meet the rushing red "sword" spirit, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey and ran forward, turned around with a brush in his hand, and the beast not far away stepped two One step, the sharp claws slapped it down directly.

The wind pressure fell over the top of the head, and Zhu Ziyi didn't even look at it. The "sword" energy condensed by the fire knocked the female ghost into the air, and her figure turned into an afterimage. When the giant palm fell, she had already rushed towards the running donkey and the Behind the scholar.

The turbulent Hong Lian propped himself up on the ground.

"My lord, be careful!"

On the other side, the Taoist hurriedly got away from a monk, and when he turned around to see this scene, he also shouted:

"Behind!!!"

The reddish sword edge seemed to pierce the night, Zhu Ziyi pushed the head of the sword with the palm of his hand, the dharma sword screamed, and pulled out a straight line, passing through the back of the scholar who was still turning his head.

However, no blood spattered.

Zhu Ziyi was slightly stunned, and saw that the donkey and the scholar on the donkey's back were torn apart and turned into countless dust particles, and there were figures of the donkey and the scholar in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"This scholar's illusion is very good."

In his gaze, Zheng Huan, who was pulling the old donkey along with Lu Liangsheng, looked back from time to time.

what to do…..

The bookshelf creaked and shook, and the scholar turned his head to look at the toad in the cubicle. If it were a master, what would he do?

At this moment, chaotic movements broke out in the south of the city.

"What's going on over there?"

Lu Liangsheng turned his gaze, and at the place where the disaster victims gathered, the flames rose brightly, and countless people were running around indistinctly.

"The monk who stole the child is here!" "Everyone, let's go to the city!"

"Be careful, the people in the city are going to shoot arrows." "...they are going to kill us...."

"The court's food must have been corrupted by the magistrate."

"That's right, look at his fat body!!!"

There has never been a completely honest person among the victims. A Buddha's name and a beast's roar aroused the originally lifeless victims, and the hearts of those who had hidden ghosts began to surge. People followed, motivating the crowd to get close to the city wall, pointing at the prefect who rushed up and scolding.

"Bandits are not as extreme as you are, dog official!!"

"Everyone, look at his appearance, he has a fat head and big ears. If he is not a big fish, how could he grow up like this."

"We are starving and cold outside, and he eats and sleeps well inside, where is the parent officer—"

Someone picked up a stone, spat on it, threw it towards the tower, and hit it half a foot below the wall with a slap.

"Dog officer, come down if you have the guts!"

The magistrate is very fat, with a fat head and a fat brain. Looking at the bouncing stone, his eyelids twitched wildly. The dog officer in the population below clenched his fists, tilted his head and gave a few words to his confidant, who was stunned, and left with his fists clasped.

The round body turned around and leaned out a little towards the wall.

"Folks... there is really no food in the city."

He leaned against the wall, his words trembling.

"You must not charge the city gate, otherwise you will be doomed and become a rioter..."

Most of the people were still making noise, shouting and rushing into the city, killing the dog officer. Soon, a plainly dressed woman was taken to the tower by the soldiers.

Like the dog officer's wife.

Under the city wall, the noisy voices gradually died down, and after a while, the dog officer they were talking about drew out his sword.

"I...kill my wife and share the food with you." The magistrate wiped away his tears and said this to the rioting crowd below.

Holding the hilt of the sword with trembling hands, it fell towards the old wife who had been with him for many years.

Bah!

The severed long sword broke and crossed the closed-eyed woman's neck, leaving only a few strands of hair floating down. Amid the jingling sound of the broken sword falling to the ground, a sword inlaid with red jade was nailed behind the two of them. Liang Sheng's Moon Misty Sword.

In the sudden scene, a soldier reacted and pointed to the hill in the southwest corner.

"There's someone over there!"

Countless gazes looked at the pitch-black hills, and a figure in the dark blue color was leading a donkey-like domestic animal galloping, and in the blink of an eye, several feet away.

And behind him, there was another figure chasing after him.

"Master... I have a way, maybe I can try it."

Lu Liangsheng didn't dare to stop. The empty scabbard was still dangling around his waist. He looked away from the wall over there, gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath.

"Master, you block it for me, the person behind..."

"it is good……"

In the cubicle, Taoist Toad opened his eyes, replied softly, carried the gourd on his back and rolled onto the donkey's back, stared at the monk who was chasing him, and nodded slightly.

"Is there any way, you go and try it, as a teacher, I will block that person and delay you for time!"

Hearing this, Lu Liangsheng let go of the rein, reached out to take a blank painting scroll, and said, "Thank you, Master!" Then he rushed to the platform for praying for rain over there.

The old donkey gradually slowed down. In the night wind, Taoist Ha looked at Zhu Ziyi who was getting closer, and snorted coldly.

Speaking in a voice he could hear.

"This old man roams the world, eats monsters, and has countless people, even if he has not recovered his cultivation in half his life..."

With a kick on the donkey's buttocks with its flippers, the short figure flung itself into the night sky.

"How can a little cultivator allow you to go crazy!! Eat the old man's gourd..."

The words gradually became louder, and Zhu Ziyi, who was chasing from the other side, felt the demonic aura rising up, stopped abruptly, and the sword swung horizontally, for a moment on guard.

Behind the jumping short figure, there was a black shadow dragging along with him in mid-air... Then, it straightened and tightened.

"!"

Taoist Toad looked down, there was still a rope tied around his waist.

"Biqiniang..."

The rushing force stagnated, and he said the last one.

".…..Of."

With a bang, he fell to the ground with big limbs, his mouth squeezed open, and his long tongue dragged on the ground.

Heh heh heh...

The old donkey blinked, looked at the owner who was running towards the tower ahead, spread his hooves in panic, and chased forward. The rope stretched, pulling the toad on the ground and running wildly all the way.

"...Old couple...you want to put a...you...old...donkey...quack...quack..."

With the sound of stumbling and stumbling, Taoist Toad's white belly and chin heaved and heaved on the rough ground, and was dragged away by the rope.

Chapter 1 I live in this world

Tread...

Tread Tread...

The hem of the robe fluctuated, and Lu Liangsheng rushed across the stone steps, and there was a tribute platform on the platform for praying for rain.

The scholar took out an ink block, crushed it, patted it on it, poured a little water, rubbed it with his thumb, and looked back.

Down below, the old donkey was running with a grunt, as if dragging something. Zhu Ziyi, who was chasing him, was almost under the rain-prayer platform. The wife eats with the disaster victims....

"As soon as it rains, I don't know if the Earth Sha Yin Fire can break through..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped his ink-stained thumb, took the brush and dipped it.

"...At least, when the rain falls, they can see hope...and there will be no civil unrest..."

Below the stone platform, the stone wall vibrated. Zhu Ziyi stepped on it and rushed up to the high platform with his sword. The scholar with his back turned suddenly turned sideways, swinging his wide sleeves.

"Get off!!"

In the sound of Lu Liangsheng yelling violently, the tip of the pen pulled out the ink and threw it in an arc in mid-air, condensed into solid, and instantly stopped the rushing Zhu Ziyi. When the latter made an evasive movement, the scholar yelled like There was a force that held him back for a while.

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