Great Sui Guoshi

That is to go to the bookshelf, pull out the small wardrobe, look through a few clothes, choose one to put on, jump on the leg of the desk, climb up the edge of the table, kick and crawl to it, pull a book on it, lie down on it, and open up. Mouth yawned.

"Wow~~~ Sleep for a while for the teacher."

Lu Liangsheng smiled, opened the door and went down to the lobby of the inn, and asked the waiter to order more than 30 cakes and half a bucket of gruel, which shocked the noisy diners at the tables on the first floor, and watched you, the scholar, go back upstairs in silence , someone hastily grabbed the guy who was about to go to the back kitchen to work. After asking about the situation, he realized that there were still eight strong men, and they all let out a sigh of relief.

"I thought it was the scholar who wanted to eat so much, it scared me to death."

"No, if he is really alone, I will report to the police immediately without saying a word, maybe he is a monster."

"I'm afraid you want to escape the meal money..."

"Hey, don't be so loud, beware of the shopkeeper's hearing."

Amidst the noise of eating and talking downstairs, Lu Liangsheng went up to the second floor, and the Taoist from the other room also came out at this time. His clothes were messy, and his bun hung loosely on his shoulders. He raised his hand listlessly at the scholar, greeted him loudly, and followed Walked into the room at the back, sat down at the round table, poured a bowl of overnight tea, and drank it down.

"Old Lu, you don't know, last night your eight uncles were completely overwhelmed by this way, hum, fight wine with me!" As he spoke, he poured another bowl of tea into his stomach.

By the window, Lu Liangsheng took the scroll and spread it out on the desk, and moved the master who was lying on the book, together with the board and the book, to the side.

"Using magic again? It's not a skill."

"Spells are a skill, so why don't they count as skills."

The Taoist turned around, casually took a pair of chopsticks that were left there last night, stuffed them into his mouth with the leftovers, looked at Lu Liangsheng who was busy over there, and asked, "What are you doing so early in the morning? What are you doing here?" Didn't you go to the emperor to recommend you to be a national teacher? Why are you still here?"

"Where it says let me do it, I will do it."

Lu Liangsheng caressed the scroll, took out a small ink block and rubbed it lightly in the inkstone: "...I'm afraid there will still be a court meeting, and then the subordinates will draw up imperial edicts, make robes, and print... even if it's all the way Unimpeded, there will be news in the afternoon at the earliest, and if there is resistance, it will be even later."

As he spoke, he yelled to the messy bed: "Qiyou!"

Listening to the affairs of the government is more uncomfortable than listening to books, Sun Yingxian held the bowl and pinched the chopsticks and turned his face away.

"I can't stand your troubles the most, so it's over if I announce it to the world."

He chewed a blade of grass and ate it in his mouth, and went to the bed over there, where several ginseng tendrils protruded from the overlapping quilts, and then a dark wooden stick brought a dense tree The roots spread to the edge of the bed, and there was a faint female voice moaning lazily.

In an instant, he jumped up and slashed across the mid-air trajectory. The dense stalks were tangled to form the tip of the pen, and his body shrunk a few times and fell into Lu Liangsheng's hands, turning into a pen holder.

When the nib of the pen was stained with ink and fell onto the scroll, Lu Liangsheng focused his eyes on the green ink drawing from his hand, and he was also replying to the Taoist.

"It's just such a trouble, but I still have free time right now. I just want to draw a few more pictures in case of emergencies. I ordered food and it will be delivered later. You can sit back at the wake-up bar."

"It's up to you." The Taoist took a mouthful of food, put his hands on the back of his head, took advantage of the scholar who was buried in painting, and went to the bookshelf, squatted down and continued to look at the Xuanyuan Sword hanging on the shelf.

Yue Hao, who was also hanging on the side, trembled twice, drawing out a cold light, and Pudu Cihang's voice rang softly from the sword.

"Little Taoist priest, this abbot has a facial reshaping spell, do you want to learn it? Just kowtow."

"Hmph, no matter how ugly this way is, there are still people who want it."

The Taoist gave it a sip, and was bored, walked to the bed, and fell on his head, listening to the bustling sounds of people on the long street outside the window, and the rustling sound of the pen nib swiftly scratching across the paper on the desk.

The sun shone into the window lattice and became slightly hot. Taoist Toad moved his limbs and turned in one direction. His big toad eyes were half closed, enjoying the comfort of the morning sun while looking at his apprentice.

"Liangsheng, what are you going to draw?"

The green ink on the painting outlines the continuous dark clouds, and on one side there is the sun wheel floating behind the clouds, shining on the earth, the rugged mountains, rocks, forests, and the long shadows winding on the single peak are as insignificant as weeds.

"Zhu Jiuyin."

Lu Liangsheng answered the master's question, and Qiyou in his hand kept moving on the paper, embellishing the steep mountain peaks and isolated trees. With a turn of the pen tip, the long winding shadow fell, and the black scales covered the thick and long body, showing a yin and yang.

"... There are different kinds of fierce beasts in mountains and seas. Among them, this one is far beyond my common sense, but if I can borrow its supernatural powers, as long as half a stick of incense, I may be able to turn the tide!"

Taoist Hama couldn't help standing up, walked to the side with his flippers on his back, and glanced at the painting with his head: "It's hard to draw?"

"Ah."

The arm holding the pen on the scroll accelerated, and Lu Liangsheng stared at the dense dragon scales stretching to the neck, and when he reached the head, his face was already covered with sweat, and he wanted to control Qiyou's thousand-year-old way to evenly distribute it all over the scroll, Secondly, concentrating on calligraphy and painting also takes a lot of energy and energy. How about a strange beast depends on whether the head is lifelike. Otherwise, if it is drawn with illusion, it will be a face that makes people laugh and laugh. Wouldn't it make the opponent laugh?

To the north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain, with a god, with a human face and a snake body, its eyes are dark, its vision is bright... The most difficult part of Zhulong to draw is the pair of eyes.

But for now, let's sketch out the rest of the details first.

After a while, the food brought by the store guy was sent to the three rooms one by one. Taoist Toad looked at it for a while, and asked Lao Sun to put him on the table to drink porridge and eat cakes, and waited slowly for the apprentice to finish painting.

Soon, the eight of Lu Pan also came over, and the room became even more noisy. Toad lay on the wooden pillow with his head propped on his side, humming a little song that Hong Lianna had learned with his short legs.

The Taoist squatted on the bookshelf and cursed at Yue Mijian, and Lu Pan and the eight of them were bored, throwing the round table and bench around in their hands, causing the guys who heard the movement to come running, crying and begging them to put it down.

It was too noisy, so Lu Liangsheng simply gave the Taoist some broken silver, and took all the uncles outside for a stroll, the room was much quieter.

It was almost noon, and the Taoists who had been wandering outside hadn’t returned yet. Lu Liangsheng finally finished embellishing the details of the painting. Looking at the candle dragon with the dragon’s head and face, the hovering pen hesitated for a moment, and then, controlling mana, perching With secluded demonic power, slowly point to the long shadow that almost fills the frame, in the middle of the eye socket of the face of the dragon head, point out half a crescent moon, and point the other eye on the sun.

Open your eyes! !

In an instant, Qi You, who was in his hand, was suddenly thrown from the table, spilling a piece of ink, Lu Liangsheng's body was stiff, and he stood stiffly in place, with a red-hot iron needle pointing all the way to the tailbone in the middle of his back.

"Old demon!!"

A cloud of black smoke fell from the tabletop to the ground, and he turned into a human figure and ran to help him. The Toad Taoist, who was humming a little song, was also startled by the sudden scene, and hurriedly fell off the edge of the bed, fell to the ground with a slap, and then got up again. , let go of the flippers and ran to the apprentice's calf, raised his head.

"Good life?!"

"Master, I'm fine."

After a while, Lu Liangsheng recovered his breath, and the burning pain on his back subsided a little. He waved his hands, propped himself up to the edge of the table, fixed his eyes on the candle Jiuyin on the painting, opened his eyelids, and slowly closed his eyes. superior.

next moment.

Qiyou and Toad, who were still talking, suddenly lost their vision, "What's going on?" Subconsciously, they turned their heads to look at the window lattice, the sunlight shining into the room seemed to be blocked by something, and the lively long street At this moment, panic screams broke out.

"Why is it getting dark?!"

"The sky dog ​​eats the sun--"

"Fucking Tengu, there was only a cloud in the sky just now, not even a black spot."

"...couldn't the sun go down?"

Pedestrians passing by stood on the street, looking at the sky in panic. The blue sky, white clouds, and brilliant sunlight darkened at a rapid speed. A horse team galloped from the palace, and the leader was carrying a red-painted and gilded wooden box. He reined in the war horse with a sound of 'Woo', and looked at the darkness above his head like a tide, and he was quite frightened. The horse under him raised its hooves in horror, and no matter how much the knight urged, it dared not move and neighed uncomfortably on the spot.

In the imperial city, the main hall was always lit. Yang Jian led Yang Su, and a group of civil and military men strode out of the hall. Looking at the dark night sky, there was a little panic on his face. Hai killed it, but this kind of vision has never been seen before.

"Mr. Yue, do you know what happened?" Wu Jianzhang snatched a knife from the bodyguard and stood in front of the emperor. He turned his head to look at Yang Su, who was pursing his lips. The latter frowned. Pinch quickly.

"Strange, this celestial phenomenon should be the same..."

While whispering, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, Your Majesty, it's dawn again."

Sure enough, in the eyes of countless people, even in the huge city, the darkness receded, and the sun shone into people's eyes again, illuminating everything.

On the second floor of a certain inn in the city, Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes, and the moment the sun shone into the room again, the scholar's mouth and nose were dripping red little by little, and he took two steps back with a shaky body. , stepping on something soft, the footsteps still kept going backwards, until he hit the round table, and the cups and teapots on it were knocked over with a few clangs, and the scholar stopped.

Huhuhu......

Lu Liangsheng was almost unconscious. He leaned against the edge of the table and sat on the ground. He looked at the master lying on the ground with his tongue tilted to one side, and he was also a little indifferent.

This supernatural ability to change the time of day...is so terrifying~~

Fortunately, Xiyou came over and leaned on him to nourish his energy, so his consciousness turned back a little.

Chapter 432 The Boring Person

"Old demon, old demon, are you feeling better?"

A gentle female voice came to his ears. Lu Liangsheng exhaled a foul breath, and his vague consciousness gathered and became clear. He stood up from the ground while supporting Xiyou's hand, "It's all right."

Said softly, picked up the master on the ground and put it aside, his eyes fell on the scroll again.

'That supernatural power... just enveloped Chang'an, and almost killed me. If the whole world is enveloped, with my current cultivation base, I'm afraid that if I use it once, my flesh and mana will be exhausted and I will die. '

Thinking about it, he quickly took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote down the feeling just now. Before he started writing, he subconsciously looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and it seemed that there were no thunderstorms gathered.

Uh... so to speak, this spell seems to change the time of day, but in fact it just borrows Zhu Jiuyin's supernatural power to temporarily cover the sunlight. Covering up, but not changing the normal time.

If the deity performed it, not only would he not be afraid of thunder disasters...wait, the world seems to be giving alms day and night, so wouldn't I intervene in his duties?

I didn't pursue it, maybe I didn't blame me.

Hmmm.....take this down, write it down.

On the table, Taoist Toad shook his head and lifted it up from the table vigorously, puffing his stomach and restoring his body to its original shape.

"It's a waste of my care, I'm either being pressed or stepped on..."

Angrily, he slid down the desk, glanced at the back of the apprentice who was writing, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, hunched over, and walked to the bookshelf with his webbed.

'...Does this old man really have no temper?I think back then, who dared me to do it, who didn't have a high cultivation base...'

Whispering squeezed out of his lips, walked to the side of the bookshelf, the door opened with a creak, and the toad, who was walking forward with his head lowered, suddenly stopped his voice, tilted his head, and the door leaf that was pushed inward from the bottom of his eyes instantly magnified.

Bang!

The door hit the wall and rebounded slightly. In the exposed gap, a black shadow lying on the wall hung its tongue, and slowly slid to the ground like a piece of paper.

Outside the open door, Sun Yingxian came in sweating profusely, and there were eight people behind Lu Pan, one of whom was holding a lot of food and silk.

The Taoist stood beside the scholar anxiously, gesticulating wildly with his hands.

"Old Lu, what happened just now? It's going to be dark in no time, I pinch my fingers..."

Seeing the picture scroll on the table, a strange beast with a long body, a dragon head and a human face snaked around, and immediately stopped the words behind it, and turned around: "...Oh, so it's not surprising that you made it , what is it this time?"

After writing the last word, I rolled up this experience and put it away, and was about to explain it to the Taoist, when there was noise from the inn outside.

"Shopkeeper, do you have a scholar sitting here?"

"It's called Lu Liangsheng, you should think about it."

"There are, but I don't know if it's what the military masters are looking for. It's on the second floor. Go up the stairs to the first room at the front."

Then the wooden ladder creaked and groaned, and there was the sound of human footsteps. The eight people in the room, Lu Pan, spread out their formations. The few people who came up were wearing armor and capes. They were not as simple as ordinary soldiers. Carrying the wooden box on his back, he let go of the sword on his waist when he walked to the door and stopped, looking at the scholar who was putting down his pen.

She arched her hands and asked, "Your Excellency is Lu Liangsheng, Mr. Lu?"

"Exactly."

Seeing that they were dressed as imperial city guards, it was not difficult to guess why they came over. Lu Liangsheng wiped his hands and walked over to return the salute.

"It's right here, I don't know what they are looking for me for?"

"It turned out that Mr. Lu confessed his crime in person!" The man arched his hands this time, bowed his body, and greeted him again: "I'm waiting for soldiers from the Imperial City to pay my respects to Mr. Lu."

The guests who ate and stayed in the entire inn stood downstairs, or looked at the door of the room, thinking that the scholar or the gang of rough men under his command had committed a crime, and the soldiers who came over were here to arrest people, but unexpectedly it was the The guards of the imperial city bowed their hands and saluted each other, and immediately stretched their necks one by one, not only wanting to see what happened, but also wanting to hear clearly.

"Mr. Lu, I'm here on the orders of Your Majesty and the Duke of Yue, to take Mr. into the palace."

Those who struggled in the imperial city didn't have sharp eyesight. As soon as they finished speaking, they added later: "There is also Mr.'s entourage, and they will also follow us into the palace."

As he spoke, he untied the wooden box behind his back, carefully held out the imperial decree, read it aloud in front of all the onlookers in the inn, folded it casually, presented it on top of his head and handed it to the scholar opposite.

Lu Liangsheng caressed the imperial decree's cloth, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, please send me a message from afar, let me pack my luggage here, and go with you."

"You don't need to do it, sir, we can do it!"

The leader waved his hand, but he was stopped by Lu Pan and others. The big man picked his chin: "You said that you are accompanying us. Naturally, we will pick the things from my Liangsheng. You just lead the way."

In fact, there were not many salutes. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were put on the bookshelf, um, and the toad Taoist behind the door was stuffed in together, so Lu Pan resisted, dangling two weapons and went downstairs to the backyard , placed behind the old donkey's buttocks.

Then Lu Liangsheng went downstairs to check out, and the surrounding customers spread out like waves, and the shopkeeper waved his hands again and again, and came out from behind the counter.

"Sir, I won't charge you any more money. If you are such a noble person, it will be so splendid."

"How does this make you lose money?"

After Lu Liangsheng studied under Duke Shuhua, he lost his youthful aggressiveness, so he stopped trading at a loss, but the shopkeeper over there refused to accept him. There was a stalemate, and the fat shopkeeper simply asked the waiter to bring a pen, ink and rice paper.

"My lord, why don't you write a picture of this shop for me."

"Alright."

Seeing the shopkeeper's insistence, Lu Liangsheng put away the money bag and took the brush from the wooden tray. The former quickly took the rice paper and waved it to let the few guests who were in the way get out of the way.

"Please let me go."

Then, the table spread out and retreated to one side, tiptoeing to the side, watching Lu Liangsheng bent over and rolled up his sleeves, and slowly wrote a few large characters on the paper with a pen.

The pen is a dragon and a snake, but there is a sense of calm and leisure.

"You are a guest when you enter the door, no one deceives you!"

The nearest literate person read it aloud, causing the surrounding guests to clap their hands and shout: "Good!"