"Dead?"

Lu Liangsheng retracted the Toad Taoist's gaze and turned to the opposite side. Zuo Zhengyang, who was sitting there, didn't look like he was looking for happiness.

After a moment, the scholar smiled and frowned.

"Catcher Left, did you kill?"

Even Sun Yingxian under the eaves looked over and stared at Zuo Zhengyang next to the easel.

The latter shook his head and his voice was low: "It's not me... This arrest is responsible for handling cases. Even if he uses lynching, he will not kill people indiscriminately."

Scattered pine leaves floated down at the treetops, and quietly passed between the two people looking at each other with the cool breeze. When they fell to the ground, Lu Liangsheng laughed, sat opposite Zuo Zhengyang, and picked up the brush again.

"The arrester won't suspect that I killed it, right?"

"You have a past... Forget it, I won't mention the old things."

Zuo Zhengyang shook his hand and hurriedly pressed his knees. He was tall and twisted inconsistently while sitting on the stool. He stabilized his body and continued:

"Actually, it's not that you suspect you, but that Taoist Yangming died a little strange."

In front of the easel, Lu Liangsheng's spirit penetrated from the above, feeling the cultivation brought by the painting. His eyes were shaking rapidly, and his green ink outlined, and the long scales on the fine dots were also responding softly.

"How did that Taoist die?"

After all, the two of them had fought last night. If they hadn't used their strengths in advance and scared the other party with the advantage of "people", they would really have a fight, Lu Liangsheng felt that they should not be the opponent of this old world, at least for now.

Zuo Zhengyang thought about the scene at that time. Even a person like him who was accustomed to life and death was somewhat shocked.

"Just on the punishment rack, no outsiders touched it at that time. The Taoist screamed in pain for a moment, his body and flesh, muscles and bones burst and died."

On the scroll, Lu Liangsheng stopped the nib of his pen, looked at the formed snake body, and frowned.

Without any outsiders touching it, the whole body bursts?

...It's a bit similar to when I killed Chen Yaoke.

Holding the pen, Lu Liangsheng lowered his hand, turned his face and looked at Zuo Zhengyang: "Then do you have other strange things on him?"

Sun Yingxian, who was basking in the sun under the eaves, couldn't help but raise himself when he heard this and laughed twice.

"There are not many such evil spells, but there are also many. The left captain should think about it carefully."

The tall figure pressed against his knees and fell into silence.

On the short table on the other side, the toad Taoist priest was plastered and glanced around. Then he saw the soup bowl in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly stood up and climbed up to take a look inside.

Only a little soup residue remained.

“So wasteful…”

Taoist Toad smacked his lips and slapped his head aside.

"No, what kind of identity I am, how can I..."

Bang!

A sudden tremor came, and the frog was shocked to slid its webs and pressed it against the residue at the bottom of the bowl. The toad eyes widened and stared at the bottom of the bowl, and a thud of a thud was squeezed out between his lips.

"It's outrageous... I'm so ashamed..."

The soup spread across his lips...and then, he couldn't help but lick it.

there.

Zuo Zhengyang slapped his thigh and remembered something. As for the toad on the side of his vision, which had half his head buried in the bowl on the short table, he didn't pay any attention and spoke.

"When I think about it this way, I remembered that everything on the Taoist man was scattered. The only strange place was a strange pattern on his chest."

"What kind of pattern?" When Lu Liang became interested in words like pictures.

Zuo Zhengyang pondered for a moment, as if he was organizing language, but he still shook his head.

"I can't explain it clearly, but I remember what it is. I borrow and use it for me."

As he said that, he took the brush with the strange pen from the scholar and drew it on a piece of white paper. Lu Liangsheng stood on the side and watched him outline the pattern bit by bit.

“Five lanterns?”

"It's five fireballs!!" Zuo Zhengyang put down his pen and stared at what he was painting: "The pattern on the Taoist man's body is bright, the color of the fireball is red, and it circles. Zuo guessed that it should be the symbol of the sect of the Taoist man. I wonder if I'm right?"

Lu Liangsheng probably understood why this arrester came here specifically for.

He shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm afraid I can't help anymore. This is the first time I have seen this pattern. I have been staying in Fushui County before."

The two of them looked at the eaves and Sun Yingxian snorted and turned his head.

"Don't look, I don't know."

The clue was broken.

Zuo Zhengyang looked at the two of them and probably knew that Lu Liangsheng had never left Fushui County before, so he should have no idea.

Well, just treat it as a headless case.

"By the way." When the captain was about to say goodbye, he remembered that there was a master behind the scholar in front of him, and asked quickly: "... Liangsheng, your master, where is he? Will you know this pattern?"

The atmosphere in the courtyard became subtle, and the Taoist hearts under the eaves were raised. Lu Liangsheng reacted quickly and said while sending the man out:

"My master is far away in Qixia Mountain and has been practicing for many years without caring about worldly affairs. Will the left captain doubt the master again?"

"This...of course not."

Lu Liangsheng walked past the easel casually, flicked his sleeves and held them behind him, looking at the pine branches stretching through the courtyard wall, the spots of light cast from the gaps, and the dust flying.

"Actually, it's nothing to doubt the left captain, but although my master is knowledgeable and well-versed, he is cold and arrogant, like a lonely rock on the top of a sea of ​​clouds, overlooking the ups and downs of the mountains..."

In the slow and gentle words

The short soup bowl, the toad with his legs kicked outside, looked out, and continued to bury it.

The figure walking forward and the words continue.

"......and even if you live in a quiet place, you may not meet him even if you go to the mountains. Maybe you will get angry and be driven down the mountain."

When Zuo Zhengyang heard this erotic remark, he felt his scalp numb and sighed: "A master in the world should have such a personality."

After saying that, he bowed to the scholar and the Taoist under the eaves.

"Just send it here. By the way, there is another thing. Several murders have occurred outside the city recently. The deceased are all scholars who come to take the exam. It is rumored in the countryside that it was done by the vixen. If you want to leave the city, be careful and say goodbye!"

Lu Liangsheng looked at the back of turning and leaving, and was confused.

"Is Zhang Dongming's son fascinated by the fox demon? Will it also be related to this matter? No wonder he came out of Zhou's mansion that day and night and saw him leading his team to the streets. It turned out to be outside the city to investigate the case."

I suddenly remembered that on the way to Hegu County, he went to Sushan Temple to meet the four scholars who were chased by fox demons.

This is a test, and I have encountered any strange things.

However, this trip has gained a lot of knowledge.

Lu Liangsheng smiled and turned back to the yard. Only then did he notice the toad Taoist lying beside the soup bowl.

"Master, you are..."

At the bottom of the bowl, the long tongue swung wildly, the toad straightened up and carried the webbeds: "Liangsheng, we should remember the bitterness and sweetness, and we should not forget our roots. I remember that before the master was a poor family, I had a good meal, and I could not waste food."

He jumped off the short table, licked his mouth, and walked under the eaves on the floor tiles, his words were solemn.

"Remember, first of all, practice people!"

Lu Liangsheng twitched his lips and bowed.

"It's...a good student received teaching."

Just as he stood up, he suddenly felt his lower abdomen burning, his face was covered with sweat in an instant. Lu Liangsheng felt his vision spinning, shaking and taking two steps, holding the easel with one hand.

"What's going on..."

The Taoist under the eaves was about to shout, "Old toad." When he saw a scene over there, his words suddenly changed and he rushed out.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

Hong Lian also poked out the picture scroll inside the house, and his eyes passed through the window frame.

"Young Master..."
Chapter completed!