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Chapter 201: Talking Moonlight

clang clang clang...

Watching Yuelong's sword shaking its reins bounce up and down, closing, bounced away, and closing again, the vague sound was not only striking, but also very familiar.

“A little like…”

He and the Taoist looked at each other, and their eyes fell to the sword head, lowered their voices, and spoke together.

"Pudu Cihang!!!"

This low voice made Hong Lian and Toad, who were singing songs on the bookshelf, poked their faces and looked out.

A piece of sword hilt popped out from their hands, and three red jades flashed in the sunset, and a faint sound was yelling in the surrounding air.

"Good, good, you should call him Fazhang!"

Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly, his fingers bounced on the sword's head, and the hilt sank down, closing with the sheath mouth.

"It seems that it's not Pudu Cihang."

"Yes, not!"

On the side of the road, in the bookshelf on the old donkey's back, the toad Taoist tying a rope around his waist, biting the cigarette pole and sucking mist, yawning, and laying down on his side. As soon as he finished saying the word "yes", the old donkey turned his hooves and ran away. The bookshelf shook, and the round and short body fell down directly.

The rope was straight, the toad Taoist bit the cigarette pole, and the two webbeds hugged it and fell in the air. Sure enough, he shook his expression and said:

"... As expected by the master, there should be only a little spiritual consciousness of Pudu Cihang. After the sword spirit was created, it became chaotic. Humph, I recalled that back then, I had never seen any strange magic weapon in the three rivers and five mountains."

On this side, Yuelong slowly pulled out a piece of it in the scholar's hand and cursed lightly.

"The incompetent old toad!"

Then, it shrank back again.

"You are so beautiful... you dare to underestimate me!" The toad Taoist hanging on the rope threw away the cigarette pole, twisted and struggled in the air, and shouted at the magic sword in his disciple's hand.

"You were beaten by me last night"

Hong Lian reached out and untied the rope wrapped around the Toad Taoist, his flippers fell to the ground, and ran over with his white belly.

With her double webbed fork on her waist, she raised her toad face and shouted, "Can you dare to fight me down!"

The hilt of the sword popped up with the sword body, and before the Taoist could reach out to grab it, it retracted.

"You have many people, so I won't come out, I won't come out, come and beat me..."

A loud sound.

Yuelong's sword hit the ground, Lu Liangsheng suddenly stepped on it with his toes, Yuelong twisted in the sheath, and was still shouting: "What are you doing?!"

The scholar raised his hand and bowed his head to the old donkey gnawing on the grass, and snapped his fingers.

On the other side, the old donkey's ears shook. Hearing the sound, he turned over the donkey's head, spread his hooves, and ran to the owner. The donkey's hooves excitedly stepped on their hooves, whispering, as if waiting for the next order.

"Tread it!" Lu Liangsheng withdrew his toes and pointed to the ground.

The Taoist hurriedly ran away and opened the distance. In the sword sheath, Yuelong screamed "ahee".

"This method connects the earth's veins at the bottom, and connects the sun and the moon... Hey, don't be confused..."

The huge donkey hooves magnified on the sword. The next second, they stepped down, and the lightning exploded in an instant, illuminating the faces of the two of them.

Don't mess around...

Don't mess around...

Yuelong Jian's words were trembling, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence. After a while, the donkey's hooves moved away, and the clanging sounded, the hilt of the sword bounced out and collapsed on the ground.

"Honest?"

Lu Liangsheng picked it up and took it in his hand. The magic light lit up at his fingertips and wiped it upwards. The ancient sword body trembled.

"Don't touch, don't touch, it's itchy...ah..."

The magic power was poured in. With the force, the Yuelong sword shook violently, calmed down, and then he replied weakly for a moment.

"Honest."

In the distance, there was a sound of horse hooves on the road, and people came over to avoid disturbing the travelers. Lu Liangsheng stuffed his master back into the small door of the bookshelf, rode on the old donkey, waved his robe and used a trick to trick him, and slowly walked through the fields where farmers came and went on both sides. The donkey's back shook and carefully checked the sword surface. He originally wandered around the clouds and the clear moon, and found a subtle point.

Below the carved half-wheeled clear moon, there is a line thinner than an earthworm. Looking closely, the patterns meandered at that moment, and you can vaguely see the limbs forming claws, dragon beards and horns, a kind of force that breaks the clouds and climbs to the sky.

It's just too small...it seems to be inadequate.

The Dharma consciousness explored the sword body, and the original sword blank was gone. Instead, it was filled with spiritual energy covering the magic weapon, and the place where the external sight could not be seen. The spiritual energy wrapped around a cardamom hidden inside, as if it was a little man.

Retrieving the Dharma Knowledge, Lu Liangsheng placed Yuelong sword horizontally on his legs, pinched his fingers with one hand and pressed it on the sword surface, preventing it from moving around, and his eyes were straight at the road ahead.

"Tell me about you."

Yuelong Sword felt that its magic power could be broken down and he did not dare to move around. Only the old donkey could hear words and whisper:

"This method is even more lumps on the toad's back..."

From the bookshelf, a toad sounded: "Hmm?!"

Yuelong Jian, who was talking, suddenly changed his subject.

"...Why! Master, I am not Pudu Cihang, but the dragon energy it condenses and the Yuelong sword blank, but he only has some memories..."

“Is the consciousness of autonomy independent now?”

"The master is intelligent."

After hearing this, Lu Liangsheng felt relieved, but with his great demonic character like Pudu Cihang, he really couldn't do the Yuelong Sword like this.

Moreover, it's simply a chatterbox.

The sun was tilting west, and the old donkey was shaking the bell under his neck and running south. The sound of the wind was mixed with the sound of the Yuelong sword returning to the sheath.

"........ The Taoist priest next to me, I found a formula that can change my appearance from Pudu Cihang's memory. Do you want it?"

"By the way, is your talisman paper enough? There is a village store in front. Remember to buy some, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with your owner's old donkey."

On the side, Sun Yingxian, who had played the divine movement talisman and invisibility talisman, twitched his mouth, waved his arms and legs, and he turned his head and looked at the scholar sitting horizontally on the donkey's back, gritting his teeth.

"Can I let myself beat this sword!!!"

In the bookshelf, Yuelong's sword shook and pulled it apart independently. Seeing Lu Liangsheng looking at him, he shrank back again.

He continued, "Master, your fist is not iron, it will hurt."

"Ahhhh... I can't stand it anymore!!"

The Taoist shouted, lifted his robe and turned his feet, turning his head. He was like a sharp arrow that had taken off the string, shooting out, rolling up a long stream of smoke and dust, which was a little faster than before.

hehe…

When Hong Lian covered her mouth and chuckled, Yuelong's sword suddenly turned around on the frame.

"Ah... This female ghost sister has a decent voice. I wonder if she has been in the opera troupe?"

Hong Lian's voice suddenly stopped abruptly. Without talking to it, the scroll was directly tightened and mixed with other scrolls.

In front, Lu Liangsheng reached out to hit the sword head.

"Don't talk."

"oh."

Yuelong Sword was not moving quickly. After a moment, he couldn't help but pop up the hilt. Lu Liangsheng stared at him with a look and closed the scabbard. Seeing that it was defeated, Hong Lian finally laughed in the scroll.

The news of the emperor's death ran on various official roads. At this time, the two yamen runners who conveyed the official documents ran to the official road in Hegu County. In the fields where the pit was opened, the farmers who were about to return home carried hoes and watched the two yamen carry wooden boxes with official documents running over.

As the sound of horse hooves pedaled, two men whipped their whips.

"drive!"

"Brother! It's getting dark, hurry up and enter the city before the darkness is over!"

"Don't worry, at this speed, we two brothers will definitely catch up. There will be no donkeys faster than us!"

"Don't mention the donkey!!"

"Hahaha, then it's okay to say that."

In the laughter of a man, another yamen runner remembered the last scene, subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the back.

Then... a figure flashed through his eyes.

“This is this…”

His voice stumbled, tightened the reins, ran to his companion in front to slow down, turned around and smiled, "Hello?!"

Next second.

The figure that flashed past also passed by him, his legs quickly stepped out of the afterimage, and two pieces of yellow paper were still floating.

He widened his eyes and swallowed together.

"Someone is so fast..."

Step on the tread…

As soon as the words fell, a familiar sound suddenly spread over the sound of hoofs. The two of them did not look back and looked at the road level with expressionless faces.

A bald old donkey ran over with a thrilling groan, and a man was carrying it on it.

The two looked at each other, their tone was plain.

"Let's go...it's the last time."

The dust and smoke gradually dissipated on the road. At the end of the journey, the figures of a man and a donkey were no longer visible. Following the official road, the setting sun turned into a touch of red on the top of the mountain.

In the old donkey's roar, smoke and dust swept through Hegu County, Fushui County, and to Qixia Mountain.

Hundreds of birds fly over the red clouds and pass through the mountains and forests.

Lu Liangsheng patted the donkey's head and stopped slowly, took the reins, walked through the red glow, and greeted the villagers who were cleaning up their homes on the dirt road outside the village.

It seemed like I had only been to the city.

Behind him, the Taoist who was wearing the tip of his shoes was panting, trembling, stretched out his hand and followed behind him.
Chapter completed!
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