"What is that? Be careful—"
"Don't be afraid! That's an illusion. The ancient beast doesn't exist at all!!"
Some people roared, and some people shouted:
"What is that, wow..."
The carriage guard turned around and saw the claws of a thousand-year-old tree. As the carriage drew closer, there was a loud bang. The two carriages at the back tilted and flew sideways. The moment they left the ground, Zhu Ziyi shouted, "Go get some people!"
In the field of vision, the wreckage of the shafts, axles, and carriages were scattered everywhere, mixed with the wailing of horses, and knocked away the two monks who were guarding the vehicle at the back, and all of them were thrown into the sky and fell down together.
roar!!!
With his green mane shaking, Taowu roared excitedly, occasionally hitting the ground, leaping and jumping on the spot, swinging his whip tail, stepping on the ground with his thick flesh pads, and strolling around the convoy. His huge red eyes stared at the monks rushing towards him, and his outstretched claws occasionally bounced a few times, scraping out a few grooves.
The huge roar formed a strong wind, and the mud, dust and dry grass on the ground were blown into pieces.
Those people held their weapons, used wind-repelling magic to steady themselves, and heard Zhu Ziyi say, "That's an illusion!"
One of them stretched out a red stick in his sleeve and shouted, "Ah--" and rushed forward fiercely. The red light on the stick gradually became hotter, driving the air.
In an instant, Lu Liangsheng, who was hiding in the back, in front of the city gate, curled up his lips into a smile, drove the painted beast to take the initiative, and then used his huge physique to suppress the opponent's momentum, which was exactly what was written in "Strategy".
"Knowledge is also a kind of power..."
He pulled the scroll of Taowu unfolded on the donkey's back with his fingers, and at the same time as the magic power was transferred to the back of the ferocious beast, the monk who pounced forward was in the sight of his companions. With a swish, he was swept away by a black shadow in an instant, leaving only one shoe on the ground.
The remaining three people stopped immediately and stared at the whip tail dancing at the side of the beast, which was almost thicker than their bodies. They swallowed and backed away together.
In front of the convoy, there were a few bangs of metal colliding and the vehicle stopped. Zhu Ziyi stepped back and looked back.
"That's an illusion. Kill that scholar..."
However, when the three men turned around, several talisman papers flew out of thin air, and Sun Yingxian rushed out from the ground with a head covered in mud, with two cinnabar talismans drawn on each of his palms.
"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, fast!"
The flying talisman paper exploded with flames, forcing the three monks to retreat.
Zhu Ziyi gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, turned back to look at the fat monk who was surrounded by golden and fiery light, and gave orders to the monks under his command.
"Form a formation to trap the monk!"
Flames exploded in the air. Fa Jing approached a wandering figure, grabbed the other person and threw him down with a bang. Several spider patterns spread out on the cracked ground.
When he stood up, the five monks around him walked very quickly, circled twice, and gradually floated around, holding almost identical red-headed short staffs in their hands, one horizontal and connected to a large circle.
"The Holy Flame is blazing, I will start with my body..."
"The Holy Flame is blazing, I will start with my body..."
"The Holy Flame is blazing, I will start with my body..."
…
The five people were muttering spells at a very fast speed, and the short staffs in their hands that were connected into a circle suddenly burst into flames, forming a circle of fire as the five people spun madly.
"Friend Lu, hurry up!"
The fat monk in the middle of the flames stepped hard on one side with one foot, standing in a horse stance, with the Buddhist beads turned over his shoulders and neck and stretched tight between his arms.
"Prajnaparamita...
Prajnaparamita…”
Fa Jing closed his eyes and silently chanted the Buddhist protective mantra. A layer of golden color appeared all over his body, and he was able to steadily block the burning wind.
The Buddhist sound echoed in the wind, and as it drifted away into the distance, the sound of a sword breaking through the air could be heard.
Sun Yingxian hurriedly dodged a streak of light red, and a strong wind blew past her face. Zhu Ziyi flew into the air and pounced on the scholar behind Lao Lu.
"It's just a trick, it may scare others, but it can't scare me—"
He wiped the sword with his two fingers, and a faint red light came out of the sword.
"My lord, hide quickly!"
Nie Honglian rushed out of the scroll, controlling the evil spirit to meet the oncoming red sword spirit. Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey and ran forward. He turned back and made a stroke with the brush in his hand. The ferocious beast not far away took two steps forward and slapped it directly with its sharp claws.
The wind pressure fell over his head, Zhu Ziyi didn't even look at it, the sword energy condensed by the fire knocked the female ghost away, and her figure turned into an afterimage. When the giant palm fell, he had already rushed towards the running old donkey and the back of the scholar.
Hong Lian, who was in a state of panic, propped herself up on the ground.
"Young Master, be careful!"
On the other side, the Taoist hurriedly escaped from a monk's hand, turned around and saw this scene and shouted:
"Behind!!!"
The pale red sword edge seemed to pierce through the darkness. Zhu Ziyi pushed the sword head with his palm, and the magic sword rang long, drawing a straight line and passing through the back of the scholar who was still looking back.
However, no blood was splashed.
Zhu Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and saw the donkey and the scholar on its back shattered into pieces and turned into countless dust particles. In front of him, there were still the figures of the donkey and the scholar. The corners of his mouth twitched.
"This scholar's illusion technique is really amazing."
In his sight, Lu Liangsheng was running happily with the old donkey, looking back from time to time.
what to do…
The bookshelf creaked and shook, and the scholar turned around to look at the toad in the small compartment. If it were the master, what would he do
At this moment, chaos broke out in the south of the city.
"What's going on over there?"
Lu Liangsheng turned his head and saw flames rising up where the victims gathered, and countless people running around in the distance.
"The monk who stole the child is here!" "Everyone, get into the city!"
"Be careful, the people on the city wall are going to shoot arrows." "... They are going to kill us..."
"The imperial court's grain must have been embezzled by this prefect."
"Exactly, look at his fat body!!!"
There has never been a completely honest person among the victims. The chanting of Buddha and the roar of beasts aroused the originally lifeless victims. Those who were hiding evil intentions also began to be excited. Some people set fire to the straw huts they had built and called for people to run away. People who were resentful and angry followed suit, and the huge and violent crowd was instigated to move closer to the city wall, pointing at the prefect who had rushed over and cursing him.
"None of the bandits have gone as far as you, you bastard officer!"
"Look at his appearance, he is fat and has big ears. How could he be like this if he didn't eat a lot of fish and meat?"
"We are starving and freezing outside, while he eats and sleeps well inside. How can he be a parent official—"
Someone picked up a stone, spat on it, and threw it at the city wall, where it hit the wall half a foot below with a bang.
"Dog officer, come down if you have the guts!"
The prefect was very fat, with a fat head and a fat brain. His eyelids twitched wildly as he looked at the bouncing stones. The man who was called a dog official by the people below clenched his fists, tilted his head and gave a few instructions to his confidant, who was stunned and left with his fists clasped.
The round body turned around and leaned out a little from the wall.
"My fellow villagers... there is really no food left in the city."
He clung to the wall, his voice trembling.
"Don't rush the city gates, or you will be doomed and become rioters..."
Most people were still clamoring and shouting to rush into the city and kill the dog official. Soon, a woman in plain clothes was brought up to the city wall by soldiers.
Like this dog official's wife.
Under the city wall, the noisy sounds gradually died down, and after a moment, the "dog official" they were talking about drew his sword.
"I will... kill my wife and share the food with you all." The prefect wiped away his tears and said this to the rioting crowd below.
With trembling hands, he grasped the hilt of the sword and lowered it towards his old wife who had been by his side for many years.
Bang!
The long sword broke and slashed across the neck of the woman with her eyes closed. Only a few strands of hair floated down. With the clinking sound of the broken sword falling to the ground, a sword inlaid with red jade was nailed behind the two of them. It was Lu Liangsheng's Yuelong Sword.
A sudden scene occurred and a soldier reacted, pointing to the hill in the southwest corner.
“There’s someone over there!”
Countless eyes looked towards the dark hills. In the azure color, a figure was leading a donkey-like livestock and running. In the blink of an eye, the distance was several feet.
And behind him, there was a figure chasing him.
"Master... I have a plan. Maybe you can give it a try."
Lu Liangsheng did not dare to stop, the empty sword sheath still swaying at his waist. He withdrew his gaze from the top of the city wall, clenched his teeth, and took a deep breath.
"Master, please block the person behind me..."
"good… "
In the small compartment, Toad Taoist opened his eyes, replied softly, carried the gourd on his back, climbed onto the donkey's back, stared at the monk who was chasing him with his toad eyes, and nodded slightly.
"Whatever you can do, go ahead and try. I will definitely stop that person and buy you some time!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Liangsheng loosened the reins, reached out to take a blank scroll, said, "Thank you, Master!" and rushed to the rain-praying platform over there.
The old donkey gradually slowed down. In the night wind, Taoist Toad looked at Zhu Ziyi who was getting closer and closer and snorted coldly.
He spoke in a voice that he could hear himself.
"I have roamed the world, devoured countless monsters and humans, even if my cultivation has not recovered in half a lifetime..."
With a push of its webbed feet, the donkey's hip was launched into the night sky.
"How can a mere monk allow you to be so arrogant! Eat my gourd..."
The voices gradually became louder. Zhu Ziyi, who was chasing after him, sensed the evil spirit rising up. He stopped abruptly, held his sword horizontally, and became alert.
Behind the leaping short figure, there was a dark shadow dragged in the air with him... Then, it straightened and tightened.
"!"
The Toad Taoist looked down and saw a rope tied around his waist.
"That lady..."
The force of the rush stagnated and he said the last word.
"… Of."
With a bang, his limbs fell to the ground, his mouth was squeezed open, and his long tongue dragged on the ground.
Huh, huh, huh…
The old donkey blinked his eyes, looked at his master running towards the tower in front of him, and in panic he spread his hooves and started chasing after him. As soon as the rope was tightened, he pulled the toad on the ground and ran wildly.
"... old man... I want to... you... old old old... donkey... quack... quack..."
There were stumbling sounds, and the Toad Taoist's white belly and chin kept rising and falling on the rugged ground, and he was dragged away by the rope.