The moonlight shone on the rolling fog, and in the haze, as if someone was guiding them, four people carrying a wooden sedan came over from the other side of the mountain path.
"Your Majesty, how long will it take? The four of us are just scholars, so we can just talk, but we have been carrying it for so long that we can hardly walk anymore."
"What nonsense are you talking about? The king showed his respect by asking us to carry the sedan chair. Does it have anything to do with talking or doing things? It doesn't matter. Let's go. We may arrive soon."
"How can a scholar like me say something so spineless..."
The wooden sedan was shaking. Wang Feng, who had just started to speak, caught a glimpse of the burly figure on the sedan who seemed to have woken up. He looked straight ahead and suddenly changed the subject, saying, "That makes sense! It's better to meet the king than to meet the vixen who always wants to harm scholars like me. Your Majesty, don't you agree?"
In the sedan chair, Gongsun Liao regained consciousness and felt the burning sensation in his body, which was no longer as severe as before. He did not expect that his believers would be killed and his opponent would have possessed divine power. If it had not been a quick fight, his injuries would have been much more serious.
"The great catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, how come such a person suddenly appears? Judging from his attire, he is undoubtedly from the Sui Dynasty... First find Zixing, and if possible, convince him as soon as possible, repair the demon pill, restore his Taoism, and eliminate this variable first."
Thinking about it, Gongsun Liao just hummed when he heard the four humans he had captured talking. When he heard the word "fox spirit" at the end, he couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that these four people had encountered monsters many times along the way, and the fact that they were able to survive until now inevitably aroused his interest.
"Tell me, what other monsters did you encounter?"
The four scholars who were carrying the sedan looked haggard, but since the monster had asked the question, how could they not answer? After hesitating for a moment, Ma Liu, who was beside Wang Feng, mustered up the courage to speak.
"My king, in addition to the two foxes I met when I was taking the exam, I also met a strange scholar when I was on the boat, and when I arrived at Shunyuan County in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, I also encountered a ghost with painted skin in the house of a close friend."
As he started talking, Zhang Ti and Zhao Tang in front of him started to shout as well.
"Oh, that's scary enough."
"I think that although the Painted Skin Ghost is scary, it is not as scary as the pig demon I encountered last time. It actually asked scholars like me to cook for it. Not only is it embarrassing, but it is obvious that after the rice is cooked, it will use us as dishes."
The chattering and shouting words were heard back and forth. Gongsun Liao placed his fingertips on the armrest of the sedan chair, squinted his eyes and listened quietly, with a smile on his lips.
These four people are quite interesting. Not only did they not run away when I was unconscious, they were able to talk to me calmly. It's quite interesting.
Soon, they followed the mountain path into a dense forest. He raised his face and used the magic power he could still use to feel the familiar magic power. He opened his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs. When the four people stopped talking, he raised his finger and pointed in a certain direction.
“Go there!”
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At the same time, night owls were crying under the moon. In the dim light of the campfire, the Taoist Toad, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, opened his eyelids as if he had sensed something. Lu Liangsheng, who was taking a nap against a tree nearby, opened his eyes at the same time as if they had telepathy. The man and the toad turned their heads and looked towards the north.
As he stood up, Lu Liangsheng brushed off the dust on the back of his robe and said, "Master, it looks like a distinguished guest has arrived."
"It's him, Gongsun Liao."
The Toad Taoist stood up from the bed with his flippers on his back. When the woods and fields in front of him swayed around him, he suddenly turned around, spread his flippers and ran into the bookshelf compartment. He closed the small door casually, and then there was a crackling sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
Outside, the scholar frowned: "Master?"
In the bookshelf, Toad Taoist half-crawled into the small closet, with his buttocks exposed, and pulled out clothes one by one, throwing them at his feet. When he found a suitable one, he tried it on his body, threw it aside, and continued to search inside.
"Even though we are old friends, I, as your teacher, should at least have some decent clothes. You just deal with that first!"
Snap Snap—
The birds living in the forest were startled and flew out. The dense fog rolled up. The eight people who were sleeping and Qi You who was playing with fire nearby also noticed something was wrong. They saw the creaking sound of shaking wooden frames in the mist in the distance. Four figures were staggering and carrying a sedan chair with a person on it. They slowly walked out of the mist, and then quietly descended to the ground.
"Purple Star!"
The sedan chair passed through the white mist. A burly man wearing a white fluffy cloak and with a majestic face and beard stood up, dragging the cloak.
Lu Pan and his eight companions lined up in a row, blocking the way ahead. With their mortal bodies, they could not feel the other party's spiritual power, but after long periods of physical training, they were still sensitive to the Qi energy. Their knotted muscles were tense and they were trembling slightly.
"Uncle Pan, don't be nervous!"
The eight sturdy men in front heaved a sigh of relief when they heard the voice, and made way for them. Lu Liangsheng led Qiyou to the front from the middle, looking at the Northwest Demon King mentioned by the master opposite. Qiyou beside him flared his nose as if he smelled something, and approached the scholar and whispered, "Old demon, there is blood on his body, as if he is injured."
Gongsun Liao on the other side nodded slightly and was also looking at the scholar in front of him. He was wearing a green shirt and white robe, holding a scroll in his hand, with a strand of hair hanging on his cheek. There was a faint sense of righteousness and a hint of demonic aura hidden in his body.
"Lu Liangsheng?"
Courtesy is something that both sides have to do. This demon was unruly, so Lu Liangsheng naturally wouldn't show any courtesy. He just nodded and said, "It's me. Does the demon king have anything important to say?"
Around the sedan not far away, four people, Wang Feng, Ma Liu, Zhang Ti, and Zhao Tang, were wiping their sweat. When they heard the familiar voice, they could see who the scholar over there was. They immediately looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and along the edge of the confrontation, they tiptoed and slipped over hand in hand. The moment they got close, they shouted "Wow!" and ran away.
"Finally there is help!"
"Mr. Lu, do you still remember the four of us? Wang Feng, Ma Liu, Zhang Ti, and Zhao Tang!"
"Mountain God Temple, Wang Sheng's Mansion, Changyang Mountain..."
"We've hit it again, and it's a big one this time!"
"Master Lu, you must not let him go. I've seen him vomit blood, he must be injured!!"
"Yes, yes, we have endured humiliation all the way, and finally lived up to the teachings of our ancestors!"
The four scholars rushed to the back of Lu Pan and the other eight men in one breath, pouring out all the grievances they had suffered on the road. They hid behind the eight big men, becoming much bolder, and with their heads sticking out from above and below, they pointed at the wolf monster on the other side.
"He actually asked us to carry his sedan chair. How disgraceful! Master Lu, we are scholars. This is too embarrassing!"
"Ouch... the soles of my shoes are worn through. Look, they're bleeding. Sssss... it hurts so much."
The wind blew through the trees.
As the white fur fluttered, Gongsun Liao glanced at the four people with a complex look in his eyes. These four people were talking and laughing with him before, but they turned around and had this look on their faces again.
After just a glance, his gaze was still cast on the scholar opposite.
"Where is Zixing? I have something important to discuss with him."
Seeing that the other party had a bad tone, or rather that was the tone to begin with, Lu Liangsheng was about to speak when a short figure quickly climbed up the bookshelf, with webbed feet and a bulging belly. He nodded his head to look at the bright moon in the night sky, and his black robe with red edges fluttered in the wind.
"What do you want from me... Quack!"