The clouds cover the clear moon, and the silver light of the mountain gradually soaks into the darkness. Occasionally, the long roar of lone wolf sounds in the mountains and forests, showing a bit gloomy.

The wind blew the robe. Lu Liangsheng looked at the fire scattered in his hand and wrote a "ichi" text on Qiankun's sleeve one after another. Then he looked over the grass there, waved his sleeves, and the grass moved, revealing a ravine.

There was not even a ghost in the shadow I saw before.

"It seems that I'm leaving."

Lu Liangsheng fell silent, touched Qiankunsweep, and did not chase after the other party. He sighed slightly. In his sight, he had a very good eye and could see some light of fire in the forest that was hidden.

Fengli stood for a while, turned around and walked towards Chang'an. As he walked slowly, his body gradually blurred and disappeared from the hillside. It was already late at night when he returned to the city, and the chaos subsided.

The burning building was extinguished by the yamen runners and the nearby people worked together. On the streets, horsemen shouted at the closed buildings on both sides, saying An Min's words.

"Tell the people to listen to it. The remnants of the Southern Dynasty lurked in the city. Taking advantage of the opportunity of His Majesty's visit to Wanshou Temple at night, he bewitched and drove away several neighbors and people to wait for an opportunity to cause trouble. Now he has been wiped out by the army entering the city. I hope that the fellow villagers in the city should strictly guard against strangers. Do not open the door randomly, hide rebels, and spread rumors..."

There were smoke in the burning house. A woman sat on the ground with her child in her arms, looking at the burning house, crying and slapped the ground hard. The child looked at the burnt wood with sparks in a daze. The ragged old woman beat her chest and stamped her feet, screaming and rushing to find her son, but was stopped by the servants beside her: "Don't go in, the beam will collapse, your son is gone!"

The old woman struggled a few times, and when she heard the officer's words, her crying expression stopped on her face. She didn't breathe and fainted. People around her rushed over, and even the crying woman ran over and pinched the person.

There was a chaotic moment, and more people walked barefoot on the cold streets, shouting about their missing relatives; in the collapsed attic, several yamen runners pulled the rope in their hands, and tried hard to pull a piece of cross-border to rescue the buried woman inside; when the unaffected neighbors heard the movement, they came to help spontaneously. Whenever they found or rescued a person, huge cheers burst out from the crowd.

Looking at these scenes, Lu Liangsheng's lips, which were tightly pursed by the neighbors, relaxed a little. No matter when and where, the people walking on this land were the most humane.

Walking through the noisy streets, sometimes stop, cast spells, put out the fire, and treat the old man covered in blood. When I returned to the Furong Pool, the smell of blood came from the air, but the black zombies had disappeared, there were still traces of cleaning on the ground, and the broken floor tiles were renovated in time.

Outside the mountain gate, several torches were burning. The guards riding horses saw the figures coming, all came down and bowed: "Greetings to the national tutor!"

The talkative person couldn't help but speak: "National Master, is that monster dead?"

"Catched."

Hearing the national guru's answer, the guards burst their fists excitedly, "I'm not dead, that monster is really cheap!" As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong, so he quickly shut up and lowered his head.

Over there, Lu Liangsheng walked up the stone steps, Zhu Gangli, Yang Su, Li Sui'an, and Sun Yingxian were waiting there. There were chattering endlessly. When the Taoist saw the scholar coming back, he wiped his beard.

"Look, I just said that scholar Lu Da is fine, good guy, that kind of star looks amazing..."

On the side, the bearded man leaning on the wooden box turned around and approached the Taoist who was talking excitedly: "Did you notice that Fellow Daoist Lu's expression and behavior are a little different from the past?"

"Well, you guys are worried!"

Zhu Gangli took out his nostrils, flicked away a small ball of black shadows, picked up the nine-toothed rake and met them, looked up and down at Lu Liangsheng, and then looked around from side to side.

"Where is the corpse monster? I, the old pig, couldn't help but solve it with just a rake."

Lu Liangsheng greeted a few others, turned around, raised Qiankun's sleeves: "In this place, I will release him later, and you will hit him."

"......" The old pig stared at the slightly shaking Yin and Yang Sleeve for a moment, took out his fingers that had left his nostrils, and quickly waved them.

"I'll just say it. You should take it seriously. If I smashed this rake, your vision will be gone. I think it's better to forget it."

Next to him, Sun Yingxian, Yan Chixia, and Li Sui'an rolled their eyes. They were so powerful that they were always bragging. They had never seen him take action before. Even if they took action, they were dealt with in a few strokes. Apart from changing spells, they had never seen this old pig use decent skills.

"Where is your Majesty?"

At this time, Lu Liangsheng lowered his sleeves and glanced around. Except for more than a dozen soldiers who helped fill the damaged floor tiles, he did not see the emperor or a group of guards.

Looking back at the Taoist trembling with his feet raised.

"Where is your Majesty?"

"I was escorted back to the palace by that man." The Taoist said twice and shook his head: "I usually live a pampered life, but when I encounter this, I can't stand the scare. After you leave, the emperor will sweat and be weak and tight. He will leave the King of Jin and go back."

"You don't even look at it. How old is Your Majesty?"

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and explained, walking to the attic where he lived, he would release Chen Fu from Qiankun's sleeve later, clarify the whole story, thinking about stepping into the threshold, he went up to the attic, put Xuanyuan Sword on the sword seat, turned around and turned around, and in his sight, a short figure suddenly rushed out of the bed and jumped up on the edge of the bed.

The black-patterned purple-gold gourd is raised high above the head.

"Ha, evil disciple, look at the gourd—"

The gourd body slammed and hit the forehead. Lu Liangsheng's body shook, and his Yuanhun was a little unstable. He shook his body a few times and went back.

"Master, you..."

Lu Liangsheng blinked and looked at the toad Taoist who jumped back to the table, "What are you doing?"

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fainted and fell to the ground.

"Old demon--"

A wisp of black smoke floated out from the sleeve, turning into a graceful woman on the ground. Qi You hurriedly squatted forward, pointed his fingertips at the scholar, then turned his head to look at the toad on the table, narrowed his beautiful eyes and raised his red lips, as if he was about to get angry.

“Hmph…”

Taoist Toad put down the gourd, sat on the edge of the table, and tapped on his flippers: "What do you know? I am trying to wake him up, otherwise... hey... you silly girl, listen to me to explain... put down your hand..."

In the bright candlelight, the figure of a woman casting on the wall became thicker and then thrust over.

The light in the room instantly went out, the curtains pushed out with a bang, and the air waves rushed out.

............

The clouds wandered around at night, revealing half of the clear moon.

In the hazy moonlight, the foothills of the mountain stretched, shining under the moonlight in the forest was timeless and hazy. In the darkness in the distance, rustling footsteps walked past the silver-white cast on the ground. In front of the figure, there was a broken temple with bright fire.

In the temple, Zhang Lihua hugged her skirt and sat next to the fire in a daze. When she heard the figure walking to the door, she hurriedly got up to meet her.

"Jing'er."

The woman felt relieved when she rubbed her son's body after seeing that he was not injured. However, Chen Jing had a strange expression and walked to the fire in silence, feeling a little uneasy.

"Jing'er, what happened outside? Don't do this, it will make my mother worry."

Crack...

Mars popped up dead branches and floated with the heat waves. Chen Jing stared at the swaying flames, pursed his lips, and was silent for a while. It seemed that there was a light of water in his eyes that moved and slid down the corners of his eyes.

"Mom...Master...He...is dead."
Chapter completed!