"Skin Painting Demon?"

Sun Yingxian's eyes gathered, she brushed her sleeves, squatted her legs and held the bronze mirror tightly to her chest: "Last time you ran away from Qixia Mountain secretly, but this time you dare to come to your door by yourself, thinking that this technique is useless?!"

"The Taoist Master is a little too anxious." On the opposite side, Hua Hongyi curled his lips and chuckled his eyes, and looked at the Taoist with charm. "I am no better than some people. I can stay in the temple to worship after killing many people. I have never harmed anyone. On the contrary, I suck other monsters... After all, I have practiced the Taoist for Heaven. Does Taoist Master Sun still want to accept me?"

Seeing that there was still going around not far from the mountain road, Sun Yingxian hesitated for a moment. He took out the demon-subduing mirror and took two steps back vigilantly.

"You said you have never hurt you, but you have never hurt you? I don't argue with you. I want to come and find Lu Liang to be unlucky. I'll change the time, I'm afraid that you will not get any benefits when you go there now."

Hahaha...

On the mountain road, the laughter of silver lion sounded, and the red painted red chuckled and walked a few steps, watching the other party retreat, and the more they walked forward.

"Is that scholar so safeguarding? I know that he may not be safeguarding you. Come on, let me tell you a secret, do you know how your master died?"

The Taoist who had originally retreated, his heels that had fallen to the ground were stagnant. The Taoist pushed her and squeezed out a voice word by word: "What did you say?!"

Opposite the vision, the woman dragged her long sleeves and rolled her back behind her, walked past him with her hands on her back, facing the Taoist slanted back, looking at the withered and yellow in the mountains.

"Master Sun, I was originally one with Nie Honglian. I also have the memories she has. You know. I heard that your master was invited by a friend to surrender a giant monster who had countless people and died of purple poison. Then have you thought about it carefully, Lu Liangsheng's master, Zixing Demon Dao? He also ate countless people and was possessed of poisonous smoke."

"You may not be too naive in your disagreement."

Sun Yingxian snorted, but the bronze mirror in his hand slowly drooped to the side of his legs. Hua Hongyi turned his face to the side. Looking at the demon-subduing mirror hanging on his legs, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it a disagreement? Taoist priest can think carefully about whether the toad was purple when basking in the sun, and why is his name Purple Star?"

Her delicate body turned around and walked behind the Taoist, with a charming voice: "The Purple Star Demon Taoist ate countless people. Will your master be among them? Last time, outside Chang'an City, why was Lu Liangsheng surrounded by various sects? It was not because of the Purple Star Demon Taoist."

Following the gentle words of the painted skin demon, some details that had never been taken to heart slowly floated up. The Taoist stared at the ground, his body trembled slightly, and the bronze mirror in his hand slid down with a "bang" and fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Hi ~~~

The teeth were clenched and rubbed hard. The Taoist's eyes were red and slowly turned to his face.

"That's not your business, the painted demon!"

Someone came over before and after the road. He looked at the two women and a Taoist priest standing in the middle of the road with curious eyes. Seeing the Taoist priest's expression, he seemed very angry.

The vendor, the donkey cart, and Hua Hongyi's eyes turned back to Sun Yingxian: "How come it has nothing to do with me? My Lu Lang is going to marry someone else, and you, and you still have the revenge of your teacher, why not take revenge together?"

The Taoist looked at the ground and heard the words, his eyes moved slightly, and he cut off the corners of his eyes. He looked at the other person for a while, and his shaking lips squeezed out the sound.

"good."

"Hahaha...that's right."

Hua Hongyi was quite satisfied with his attitude, spread his palms and a few pieces of talisman paper appeared, "Hold them, wait for the good day to take them out... Everyone has to surrender."

The red lips opened, aggravated the tone.

"Including Lu Liangsheng."

The hand hesitated to stretch out the yellow talismans, looking at the "ichi" text that was not like Chengyunmen, the Taoist hesitated for a moment, and his hands holding the yellow talisman were trembling.

Teacher's Revenge...Lu Liangsheng...Teacher's Revenge...Lu Liangsheng...

......Old toad.

He knew that Lu Liangsheng and Toad Taoist were connected to life. Killing one of them was equivalent to killing two, which was equivalent to taking revenge.

He was mumbling with his mouth, and he didn't know when the painted skin demon and the spider spirit left. Sun Yingxian was a little confused. He shook his head and turned around, walked across the mountain road, and almost arrived at the dirt road outside the village. He was facing the vendors who greeted him and the villagers who helped transport things ignored it.

When he returned to the village, in the yard, Zhu Gangli was competing with him with a big red silk cloth on his body. When he saw the Taoist coming back, he hurried up to let him see how.

"It's not that you got married, why are you wearing a dress like a groom?" Sun Yingxian glanced at him. After all, he had something to do in his heart. He muttered and walked away. He walked over to the yard to help the people who helped him, took out the herbs found on the mountain from the yellow cloth bag and threw them to the scholar who was painting under the eaves.

"I will be regarded as a congratulations for you."

Lu Liangsheng stopped writing, looked at the vine-shaped herbs in his hand, and looked at the back of the corridor, wondering what was wrong with the Taoist.

Zhu Gangli, in the yard, came into the eaves with red silk, and looked at the Taoist who was going upstairs following Lu Liangsheng's gaze, and spoke in a muffled voice: "I must have seen things and missed people, but missed women."

"Old Zhu, you are big, come and help!" someone in the yard shouted.

"Just come."

Zhu Gangli responded to the other side and stuffed the red silk to the scholar: "Groom, you have nothing to give to you on a happy day, so I have nothing to do with you, so I can help you everywhere, don't dislike it."

"Don't dislike it, go and help." Lu Liangsheng put away the red silk, patted the pig demon's arm hard, sat back, continued to pick up the brush, and dipped it ink.

On the drawing paper, there are lights and decorations in the village at the foot of the mountain, and lanterns hanging high under the plaque at the entrance of the village. But from beginning to end, the festive feeling above still cannot be presented.

The door behind him creaked and a long sound came out. When Lu Liangsheng was thinking about painting, Nie Honglian stood at the door and called him softly.

"Young Master."

"What's up?"

Lu Liangsheng put down his pen and looked at it. Hong Lian waved his hand and let him come in. Inside, Min Yuerou put on the bride dress made by the village woman. Standing in front of the bronze mirror, she saw Lu Liangsheng coming in, and immediately lowered her head and shyly didn't dare to lift it up.

Mu Qiyou held her chin and looked around with her fingers from time to time.

"Old demon, I want to wear it so beautifully."

"You can't wear it!" Lu Xiaoxian helped Yue Rou put on a pair of golden hairpins, turned around and said to the tree monster over there, knowing that the other party was a monster, but after getting along for a long time, he would not feel scared, and he often quarrels.

The girl put on the golden hairpin on her hair bun, forced Min Yuerou's shoulders, faced Lu Liangsheng, came out from behind, stood next to her brother, and raised her chin with a smug look.

"Brother, how about it? Is it so good? I made it by myself!"

Lu Liangsheng looked at Hong Lian next to him and then smiled.

"nice."

Min Yuerou, who was about to bury her head in her chest, blinked her eyelashes lightly. When she heard this, she dared to raise her face. Seeing the scholar turn his face from there, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Soon, Lu Xiaoxian pulled her to her room, probably trimming it as she was wearing it, and then called Qiyou away, asking her to help her see and give some advice.

The door is closed without wind.

Only Lu Liangsheng and Hong Lian were left in the room. The scholar wanted to speak, but the latter opened his mouth first, walked to the bed, took the red robe of the groom, and put it on the man's body and looked at it for a few times.

"Young Master, you look good in whatever you wear."

"Hong Lian!"

Lu Liangsheng's voice became louder, interrupting Nie Honglian's words. The woman pinched the red robe and smiled, pressed her fingers on his lips, leaned gently to the scholar to hug him, and his face was on his shoulders, and his voice was very soft.

"Hong Lian knows what the young master wants to say."

"Do you know what I'm going to say? I want to ask, and I told my master that he didn't, and I'll get married tomorrow."

Hearing the sudden turn of words, Hong Lian was stunned, then chuckled and gently hit his chest with his hand.

"I have asked Qiyou to help me tell you, and I should come here tomorrow. He is the master and I will worship you."

One day, he will be a teacher for life. Although his parents are still alive, he will be a master in such a great event as marriage. If his mentor is also there, he will also have to worship him. Since the matter has been arranged, Lu Liangsheng has nothing to worry about. He has been warm with Hong Lian for a moment and returns to the outside to continue painting.

The sky gradually tilted, and when dusk fell, Lu Liangsheng finally put the last stroke of the painting, walked to the sun dam in the village, and the villagers who were busy building stoves and pots stopped curiously.

"What is Liangsheng doing with the painting?"

"Hey, you didn't hear Lao Pan say that you don't want to buy red silk outside, Liangsheng will do it alone."

"It's good to have spells, save money!"

Wow—

While speaking, the scholar standing there, threw the paper out of the air and spread it out. Lu Liangsheng waved his sleeves to brush it away, and flicked his fingers upwards. The magic light suddenly shone, and a blue air floated out of the painting and flew around.

The next second, someone thought he was dazzled, so he wiped his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.
Chapter completed!