Heavenly Master raises ghosts daily

Back in the store, Lu Changsheng closed the store, and it will not be open today. He first picked up a piece of incense in front of Lu Ping's memorial tablet, and then walked to the backyard.

He walked in a hurry today, and the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard hadn't finished watering, so he put the ring in his pocket on the stone table in the backyard, and Lu Changsheng bent down to pick up the water ladle to continue watering.

Originally, Lu Ping couldn't touch any worldly things, but after following Lu Changsheng back from City B, he was filled with a lot of ghost power, and it wouldn't be a waste to help Lu Changsheng take care of the house.

In the backyard, Lu Changsheng was watering, while Lu Ping picked up the scissors and trimmed the branches of the dwarf trees.

But not long after pruning, the scissors in Lu Ping's hand were taken away by Lu Changsheng, "I don't bother you with such small things." Lu Changsheng said very politely, but his expression was full of disgust, and his eyes couldn't help but look down. glance over.

On the ground, beside Lu Ping's feet, there were no withered branches that would never grow again, and they were all branches with green leaves.

"Cough." With a light cough, Lu Ping looked away a little guilty, he let go of the scissors, and walked aside knowing he was wrong.

Lu Changsheng originally wanted to get angry, but with Lu Ping's attitude, he couldn't say anything more, so he could only say: "I want to keep them for a few more years, and I don't want bald trees."

As he said that, Lu Changsheng pushed Lu Ping upright, telling him to stay away from the tree. Lu Ping backed up a few steps very cooperatively, and finally stopped in front of the stone table.

On the table, the emerald ring was lying quietly. Lu Ping could put the whole picture of the ring into his eyes as soon as he lowered his eyes. Well-raised, but these are only in the eyes of ordinary people.

The world in Lu Ping's eyes is always different from that of ordinary people, and this ring is no different. There is an emerald green air around the ring, which radiates from the inside, and then slowly gathers towards the empty hole, repeating the cycle.

The emerald green flows slowly, and the qi fluctuates like catkins, revealing a little inconspicuous black qi around it, those black qi are so faint that you can't see them if you don't look carefully, and those black qi are not resentment and ghost qi, as if they are just slight impurities.

This ring has been touched by someone, but by whom, Lu Ping cannot be sure. He stretched out his hand to touch the ring. Unlike Lu Ping's idea of ​​being blocked, he easily touched the smooth surface of the ring without any hindrance.

Lu Ping frowned, such smooth progress made him even more vigilant.

After pouring water, Lu Changsheng walked to Lu Ping and saw his frown, "What's wrong?" Sitting next to Lu Ping, seeing his eyes fixed on the ring, Lu Changsheng continued, "What's wrong with this ring?"

As Lu Changsheng said, before Lu Ping could answer, he opened his "eyes". Just like what Lu Ping saw, there was a faint black air in the lingering emerald green air. Although he felt something was wrong, Lu Changsheng couldn't tell the difference. What.

"Changsheng, touch this ring." Withdrawing his hand, Lu Ping said.

According to what Lu Ping said, he stretched out his hand, and just as Lu Ping pulled his hand away, his body temperature was still on the ring. It was a warm and delicate touch, and with Lu Ping's body temperature, Lu Changsheng was a little dazed, and what he thought of in his mind was not the ring. things, and it was full of Lu Ping's appearance.

Thoughts go away at once.

"Changsheng?" Hearing Lu Ping's voice next to him, Lu Changsheng came back to his senses, and suddenly remembered what he was thinking just now. Lu Changsheng lowered his head like a cover-up, trying to calm down and feel the ring, but there was nothing.

Quickly withdrew his hand, Lu Changsheng coughed lowly, made his expression look natural and upright, pursed his lips and shook his head, "Nothing."

Seeing that Lu Changsheng said the same thing, Lu Ping frowned slightly, and said to himself in a low voice, "Am I thinking wrong?"

In the middle of the night, Lu Changsheng greeted the sword in his bedroom step by step, and wiped the sword body. He met Lu Ping's indifferent gaze. After finally wiping the last sword, he put it back into the sword stand, and climbed into bed. Lu Ping's face looked better.

This ghost's face was the same as the summer weather, and at the same time, Lu Changsheng put the matter of "buying a small house and putting these swords in the small house" on the agenda for the first time.

Sitting on the bed and covering the quilt, Lu Changsheng placed the emerald ring on the stack of books on the bedside table, picked up a book that he hadn't finished reading yesterday, and leaned against the bedside to look down.

Lu Ping sat cross-legged next to Lu Changsheng, he was reading Taoism books, Lu Ping looked down from time to time to see what Lu Changsheng saw, and if Lu Changsheng had any problems, Lu Ping would remind him in a low voice.

Lu Changsheng is exceptionally talented. He didn't learn some knowledge from books, but learned it in practice. For other things, even if he read books, Lu Ping said that Lu Changsheng could draw inferences instantly, as if these things had been remembered in his heart long ago. , but temporarily forget the general.

In this way, Lu Ping couldn't help wondering why Lu Changsheng was so unconfident in himself when he learned about Taoism, and where did Grandpa Lu Changsheng come up with the theory that "Lu Changsheng is not talented".

The whole mind was in the book, Lu Changsheng didn't pay attention, the thoughts of Lu Ping beside him had already flown far away.

I don't know if it's because I was too busy tonight, after reading for a long time, Lu Changsheng's eyelids twitched, drowsiness welled up, his head became stumbling, he yawned, and took out his phone to read Look at the time, 09:30.

Now that he felt sleepy, he stretched his waist and closed the book. Lu Changsheng didn't plan to read any more. He still didn't know how to solve the matter of Grandma Lin Man. The most urgent thing to do was to keep his spirits up.

Putting the book aside, he said "good night" to Lu Ping beside him. Lu Changsheng got into the quilt, closed his eyes, and soon his breathing became long, and he fell asleep.

After Lu Changsheng's breathing became calm, Lu Ping opened his eyes. He didn't need sleep in the first place, and spent more time on Lu Changsheng at night. No matter how long he looked at this person, Lu Ping would never get tired of it. I won't see enough, I just hope that every day is like this, with Lu Changsheng by my side, and no other people or things to disturb the two of them.

From a long time ago, Lu Ping had harbored this extravagant hope in his heart.

Looking at Lu Changsheng, his fingers flicked across his browbones, along the bridge of his nose, and finally stopped in front of his lips. His cold fingers stroked his lips, and then Lu Ping's hands twitched as if they were being burned. He turned back, and at the same time, his eyes also moved away, his head was lowered, and his ears were red.

His mind was disturbed, and no matter how many times he chanted the Qingxin mantra, it didn't work. Lu Ping closed his eyes in a hurry, but he couldn't calm down and couldn't count the meditation.

Lu Ping, who didn't know the present world, had his inner thoughts surging, and Lu Changsheng fell into a dream again.

Different from the previous nightmares, now there are no corpses everywhere, no flags stretching across the sky, and no beacon fires stretching all over the sky, there are only blue sky and white sun, and the surrounding palaces are stretching.

Lu Changsheng even clearly knew that he was in a dream now.

The palace behind him was very new, with red wooden doors and corridor pillars. Lu Changsheng knelt behind the wooden table in the courtyard, surrounded by clusters of flowers, and the bronze wine bottle in front of him was filled with light blue wine.

Lu Changsheng lowered his head, and what he saw was that he was wearing a dark black dress embroidered with dense patterns. The sleeves were very long, and his hands were folded on his knees. The sleeves could even cover his feet.

This is... where?He raised his hand and tugged at the sleeve, the touch felt very real, Lu Changsheng looked bewildered.

Immediately afterwards, the scene seemed to change suddenly, but when Lu Changsheng settled down, the scene in front of him did not change at all, except that there was an extra person beside him. Pour wine into the glass in front of you.

Even the mask that covered half of his face couldn't cover up this person's frost-like face.

Wearing a mask, Lu Changsheng also recognized the person behind the mask, Lu Ping.

Lu Changsheng could not help but control the next movement. He watched himself pick up the wine glass, clink glasses with Lu Ping, watched Lu Ping drink the glass of wine with a smile on his lips, and saw Lu Ping help Lu Changsheng fill the wine intimately. The collision made a crisp sound.

Lu Changsheng was not surprised that he would dream of Lu Ping, nor was he surprised that he and Lu Ping seemed to be in the same dynasty in the dream, but Lu Ping treated people like this, but he was obviously himself, but somehow made Lu Changsheng feel bored.

It was as if the him in the dream was separated from the him today by a natural moat.

This thought flashed by, and the scene changed suddenly—the sky was getting late, the sunset glow rose in the mid-air, and bright red fire clouds covered half of the sky. Lu Ping had already taken off his mask, but he was holding a long sword in his hand. There is no killing intent, just for the sake of beautiful performance.

Lu Changsheng stood aside, his black clothes had been replaced with white, and the hem of his clothes swayed in the wind, as cold as a tall and straight green bamboo.

Not long after, Lu Ping raised his eyes, and the gazes of the two naturally intertwined. At that moment, Lu Ping's brows and eyes softened, his eyebrows and lips curled up, and the ice and snow melted and the spring breeze came.

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but think that the first time he saw Lu Ping, the other party was wearing such a dark black coat, and his every move looked like an old friend, and his tablet said "Langji Gongzi Ping".

Lu Changsheng also checked later that Langji was a small country in the pre-Qin period. Because the country perished too early, there were not too many records in the history books, only the emperor who founded the country and the monarch who subjugated the country were recorded. The last king.

Looking at Lu Ping, who was looking at Jiyue with awe-inspiring eyes, Lu Changsheng didn't know how sad Lu Ping felt when he watched his country perish.He also suddenly thought, if this dream is true, then thousands of years ago, did Lu Changsheng really appear beside Lu Ping, and whether they were as close as a dream.

Thousands of years ago, what kind of role did Lu Changsheng play beside Lu Ping?

The cloak brought by the palace man beside him came over, and Lu Changsheng took it naturally, and held it in his arms. After Lu Ping finished dancing the sword, Lu Changsheng naturally stepped forward, helped Lu Ping put on the cloak, tied the ribbon, and his movements were as natural as before. It's been done a thousand times.

Lu Ping put away his sword, lowered his eyes, easily captured Lu Changsheng's appearance in his eyes, raised his hand to stop Lu Changsheng's movements, but his cold palm just held Lu Changsheng's hand.

"You don't have to do this for me." Lu Ping whispered.

"I want to do this for you." Lu Changsheng pulled out his hand and tied a beautiful bow. He bent his lips and raised his eyes to look back at Lu Ping's.

The things in the dream were already changing so much that they didn't allow people to react, and they changed again. He only heard a crisp sound next to his ear, like some porcelain falling to the ground. Tightly bound, the whole person was being led to run forward.

At the same time, the voices in the ears also became noisy, and there was chaos in front of the eyes. The palace guards held buckets and basins in their hands, and hurriedly shouted, "The palace is flooded! It's flooded!"

Lu Changsheng was holding something in his arms. He looked down at the sword in his arms. It was not covered with copper rust like what he saw before, but it was covered with a scabbard covered in gemstones with a silvery light. He did not see the blade of the sword. However, Lu Changsheng also knew that this dagger must be extremely sharp, with a sharp edge.

At the same time, Lu Changsheng also recognized at a glance that this sword was the Yanxuan Sword, not a fake kept in his family, but the real Yanxuan Sword.

"Yanxuan..." Lu Changsheng said in a low voice, the footsteps of the person pulling him stopped suddenly, and he looked up to see Lu Ping's dark pupils.

Yan Xuan——

"Tick tock, tick tock..." There seemed to be the sound of water hitting the ground in his ears, and his nose was full of bloody smell. Lu Changsheng opened his eyes, as if he was holding something in his hand, his tiger's mouth was full of wet touch.

As his gaze moved up, Lu Changsheng's eyes slowly opened wide. He took a few steps back. Sadness spread throughout his heart. When he let go of his hand, he found that what he was holding was the hilt of a sword, and the ruby ​​on the hilt Explain that it is the Yanxuan Sword.

In front of him, Lu Ping's chest was pierced with the sword, the blood soaked the black clothes, and even the soil on the ground turned red.

Lu Changsheng killed Lu Ping with Yanxuan sword.

no!no!Big teardrops gushed out of Lu Changsheng's pupils. He wanted to speak, but his throat was blocked as if he couldn't make a sound at all. He could only watch Lu Ping fall backwards. When he died, Lu Ping's eyes Still looking at Lu Changsheng, there was no blame or hatred in his eyes, only gentleness.

It shouldn't be like this -

Lu Ping opened his eyes in the dark, and every movement around him couldn't escape his sight.

Lu Changsheng next to him frowned tightly, his forehead was covered with sweat, he seemed to have fallen into a nightmare again, and even tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"Changsheng, Changsheng——" Lu Ping called out Lu Changsheng's name in a low voice, but the man didn't respond at all, completely trapped by the nightmare.

Just as Lu Ping was about to use his ghost power to wake up Lu Changsheng, he suddenly raised his eyes, and the emerald ring on the bedside table in between gave off a faint light, which was particularly eerie in the dark.

In the dream, Lu Ping reached out to touch the emerald ring; in the dream, everything in front of Lu Changsheng disappeared, and it was pitch black. In the darkness, Lu Changsheng heard a deep male voice, his voice was hoarse, and he didn’t know who to listen to. , "My king, it's time for you to meet the old minister."

Just when Lu Ping's hand was about to touch the ring, an enchantment suddenly appeared around the ring, a transparent arch-shaped enchantment, wrapped the ring, and blocked Lu Ping out easily.

It is very easy for Lu Ping to break a small restriction. The barrier suddenly shattered with a single movement of a finger, and at the moment the barrier shattered, Lu Ping had the answer to what he thought was wrong before. outside clear.

It was immediately clear who was playing tricks, Lu Ping's eyes suddenly sank, and the storm gathered between his brows, like a thunderstorm approaching, and those dirty things trapped in the ground were restless.

Lu Ping frowned fiercely, biting every word, "Wei, Entropy, Yang!"