"Master!"
"Master, we are back!"
The chirping of birds in the forest startled a few of them and flew out. A group of six people excitedly rushed out of the forest holding a bunch of study treasures, pulling the big black dog, and ran towards the ruined temple while shouting.
At the temple gate, Lu Liangsheng, wearing a straw raincoat, walked out in the morning light. He looked at the six people, turned around with his hands behind his back, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled several rocks on the ground to his side and piled them into a platform.
"No need for the black dog. Grind the ink block into ink for me."
"Yes, please wait a moment, Master!"
The man with a curly beard stared at the stone platform made of several large stones. His eyelids twitched wildly. He quickly asked his companion to spread out the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the ground, and worked hard to grind the ink block into ink. The big man rubbed the ink and raised his head to look at the figure walking past the courtyard wall with his hands behind his back.
"Master, do you think the black line on my arm has disappeared?"
Lu Liangsheng touched the courtyard wall, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Just wipe it yourself."
"ah?"
The man looked down at his arm and quickly wiped it with his saliva. Sure enough, it was wiped clean immediately. It was just the ash from the bottom of the pot.
However, he did not dare to get angry and put on a smile.
"An expert is an expert. He can easily play tricks on us. Hehe~~"
Over there, Lu Liangsheng just smiled and didn't answer. He wiped the dust off his fingertips, tilted his head to look at them and continued:
"Grind the ink and clean the three walls of Lanruo Temple."
After saying that, he went back to the temple. The six people wanted to escape but didn't dare to. They stood there hesitating for a while. They had to take off their clothes and use them as rags to wipe the dust off the courtyard wall and use knives to cut off the dead vines.
Lu Liangsheng took a look and went back to the temple to light a fire and cook. The Toad Taoist lifted the quilt and came out of the compartment. He yawned, walked slowly to the door, looked around, and then walked back to sit next to his apprentice.
"Are you trying to scare away the evil spirits here?"
The scholar nodded and passed a piece of dry branch into the fire: "There are too many merchants and civilians coming and going here. If we leave it alone, the evil spirits will grow stronger and the town at the foot of the mountain will probably be empty."
Lu Liangsheng actually doesn't know the spell to seal the Yin Sha, but if he uses his painting skills and magic power, he can still stop the spread of the Yin Sha. As for how long he can stop it, that is not something that can be determined by his current cultivation level.
After breakfast, six people outside had cleaned the courtyard wall.
Lu Liangsheng checked it once, asked six people to come over, and held up an inkstone and handed it over.
"Each of you drop a few drops of blood into this inkstone."
Over there, six men looked at each other and whispered to each other.
"Will the master give me a chance to wait?" "... Maybe? Otherwise, why would he shed blood?"
"It's just a little blood. We fought with swords and knives, and we got hurt a lot."
The bearded man swung his knife and cut his palm, then clenched his fist and blood flowed into the inkstone like a thread. The rest of the people saw that their boss had done the same, so they cut themselves one by one.
The bright red covered the blue and black mixed together.
"Master, we've fixed it." The bearded man bandaged the wound and asked, "... But, what is this for?"
Seeing the inkstone pooled with blood, Lu Liangsheng smiled and took it away, picked up a wolf-hair brush and stirred it, walked past the six people and went to the courtyard wall. The blue ink mixed with blood fell on the wall, which was a dark red color.
"What for? Of course, we want to trap the evil spirits in this temple, and also accumulate merits for the six of you."
Over there, the six people outside the temple gate were a little confused. Accumulating good deeds? Isn't it giving us the opportunity to practice
The short and fat figure in the middle couldn't help but ask:
"Master, why do we need to accumulate good deeds?"
At this moment, as Lu Liangsheng put his pen to paper and sketched out the shape of the picture on the wall, the short and fat man suddenly felt as if something was sucked out of his body. He became unsteady and almost fell to the ground.
"I...I...what's going on?"
As he was speaking, the other six people, including the bearded man, began to stagger. The weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clang. They broke out in sweat and huddled together, then knelt down weakly.
While I was in a daze, I heard the voice of the master who was writing and drawing on the wall.
"You have committed many evil deeds, such as burning, killing, and looting. You have killed many people, right?"
The tip of the pen moved, outlining a trace of long sleeves dancing on the courtyard wall, extending upwards, with bare arms slightly raised, vaguely the outline of a goddess descending to the mortal world.
"... Don't be so quick to deny it. I heard what you said while lurking outside the temple last night. You are all familiar with this kind of thing and have done it many times. It will bring you bad karma and damage your personal morality. Rather than dying under the sword in the future, it is better to do something that benefits the people down the mountain."
The bearded man grabbed a knife and struggled to stand up and rush over, but he was too weak. He staggered two steps and knelt on the ground, yelling at the figure in the other direction.
"What have you done to us?!!"
"Borrowing thirty years of your life to trap the evil spirits in Lanruo Temple is a great merit."
Lu Liangsheng stopped writing, called for the water bag, took a sip, and sprayed it on the wall. He painted a goddess descending to the mortal world. With a flash of magic light, the big man's beard and hair had more white hair, his skin and muscles showed signs of age, and there were spots on the back of his hands and corners of his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he was already a man in his sixties.
"This... This... Master, please let us go."
The remaining six people were terrified and kowtowed continuously. After a moment, their heads with black hair turned into silver threads. Their bodies became thin and their originally tight robes became loose on their bodies.
The words for mercy were hoarse, the teeth fell out of his mouth, and he couldn't accept such a change and fainted.
Lu Liangsheng ignored the voice begging for mercy in his ears and walked to the next wall.
"Your life span can protect this place for 180 years. You just stay here and don't think about destroying it. The life span has been borrowed and cannot be returned. It will take several days to finish painting the three walls. During this time, you should think carefully so that you can be reincarnated as a human in the next life."
After saying that, Lu Liangsheng immersed himself in painting without distraction. He connected the three walls into a scroll of Buddha and flying fairies, which surrounded the Buddhist temple. He would then paint the last picture on the dry well's earth spirit stele.
It should be able to trap the Yin Sha, but it is only able to trap it. The Yin Sha Qi is connected to the earth veins, and it is difficult to eradicate it unless one has the cultivation level of a true immortal.
…That’s all I can do.
Do your best.
The morning light shone on his face, and Lu Liangsheng thought as he watched each stroke of the brush in his hand.
…
Huaiyi Prefecture.
It was scorching hot and on the official road with little shade from trees, merchants and travelers came to rest and drink water. A cart stopped and a Taoist jumped off it, waved his hand and thanked the driver.
He took out a few hard cakes from the yellow cloth bag and walked to the county town in front. The streets paved with bluestone tiles were bustling with people. In the past few days, there were many more people coming from outside than usual. The teahouses in the city were almost full every day, and the waiters who added tea were busy coming and going with long-spouted teapots.
The news of the women and children found in Yingshi Mountain and the divine appearance of the gods that day and night spread, attracting people from all over the country to come to the city during market time to join in the fun and listen to some of the mysterious events that happened that night.
The storyteller even made a story about what happened that day.
"… That day, the immortal's words spread throughout the city, and everyone knew about it. Later, our county magistrate hurried the city's officials and laborers to go to Yingshi Mountain. Guess what happened? Hey, it was just as the immortal said. The mountain was high with a towering gate, rockery, waterside pavilions, long corridors, and tall buildings. It was like a fairyland on earth. There, the women were all beautiful... "
Sun Yingxian squatted on the eaves outside the teahouse and listened for a while. After finishing the cake in his hand, he walked back to the street with a sneer and suddenly bumped into someone.
"Sorry, sorry!"
The man was dressed in the uniform of a constable. When he saw that the person he bumped into was a monk, he smiled, bowed his hands and apologized, then walked to a nearby pawnshop...
At the other end, Sun Yingxian, who had walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the back of the figure who had already walked into the store.
"Why is there Lao Lu's aura?"