The slightly warm autumn wind blew in through the window lattice. On the bed with the curtains drawn, Toad Taoist sat up, yawning, and shook his head vigorously, with the chubby skin on his cheeks swinging back and forth.
"Strange, I remember waking up once, how come I fell asleep again? It's not even winter yet..."
He touched the two fish whiskers at the corners of his mouth and squinted his eyes to recall whether he had woken up once before. In his peripheral vision, Lu Liangsheng was sitting in front of the round table, stroking the Qilin cloak in his hand, with his head down as if thinking about something.
"Liangsheng, I am practicing again... Hey, why did I say again?"
Taoist Toad sat on the edge of the bed and tilted his head, but Lu Liangsheng on the other side seemed not to hear his master's voice. He stared at a token and a bronze whip on the ground without blinking.
If it can be stored in the Qiankun sleeve, it should be a magic weapon, and it fell out at this critical moment... Thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng frowned.
"These two magic weapons didn't come out before, probably because I haven't found the real key to unlock the Qilin Cloak. After I went to my mother and learned about the past of the First Emperor, they came out of my sleeves... Thoughts are clear!?"
Thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng couldn't help but clench his fingers and press them heavily on the table. He was not angry, but admired Lu Yuan's caution and meticulousness. The human wisdom was only to open the first barrier of the Qilin Cloak. To really get the secret, he also needed to know the past of the First Emperor. When the thought was generated in his mind, it merged with the human wisdom eye to reproduce the two magic weapons.
It seems that Lu Yuan really did everything he could to avoid the eyes of heaven.
After thinking about it, Lu Liangsheng reached out to pick up the two magic weapons on the ground. The bronze whip looked heavy and had six or seven rings around it. It looked simple and heavy, and more like an ordinary military weapon.
"What kind of magic weapon is this? Can you swing it like a weapon?"
My fingertips touched the handle, and the moment I gripped it, a name flashed through my mind like lightning - Mountain Whip.
Suddenly, as if he knew the name, the moment he held the whip in his hand and raised it up, Lu Liangsheng could feel the powerful divine power inside it seemed to be awakening. The whip was buzzing and kept shaking in the air. The next moment, it broke free from his hand and flew towards the open window.
Then... a long scarlet tongue passed through Lu Liangsheng's field of vision, instantly wrapped around the flying magic weapon and pulled it back. The Toad Taoist held the tongue in his mouth, his eyes suddenly widened, and the flying bronze whip magnified in his eyes.
"That old man doesn't want to..."
Bang!
The end of the handle hit the toad's head, bounced in the air, and was sucked into Lu Liangsheng's hand with a wave of his sleeve. On the edge of the bed, the Toad Taoist had his tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes rolling back and forth in his sockets. He staggered two steps and turned around in place, his mouth twitching, and said something.
"... Liangsheng, don't throw away magic weapons casually... Gua..."
After he finished speaking, he leaned back, fell back onto the small bed and fell asleep.
…
Lu Liangsheng made a spell and wrote a few "Chi" characters on the Mountain-Driving Whip to suppress it. He put it back into his Qiankun sleeve and went to see how his master was. After checking, he found that he was not injured, just a slight concussion on the head. He just needed to rest.
He covered the Toad Taoist with a blanket, returned to the round table, picked up another object on the ground, and touched the black token with his fingertips. The name did not appear in his mind as before, but a shrill scream as if from the underworld lingered in his ears.
"It looks eerie... It looks like a military talisman?"
Considering what the Old Mother of Mount Li said before, there are millions of stone figurines of ghost soldiers in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang under Mount Li. Couldn't this military token be used to dispatch them
Lu Liangsheng was not very happy. He stroked the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost on the front of the token with his fingertips, feeling a chill running through his fingertips and up his body. He thought that the Mountain-Driving Whip was out of his control and flew away, so the ghost behind the token might also be out of control.
'If you are not careful, it may lead to disaster...'
The scholar looked at the token in his hand for a moment, sighed, and put it together with the Mountain-Driving Whip back into his sleeve. Lu Yuan must have left these two magic weapons for him for other uses.
After thinking for a while and looking at the sky, Lu Liangsheng put away his robe and put it on the bookshelf. He patted the Yuelong Sword which showed a part as if it wanted to speak, returned to the desk and took out Lu Yuan's life story. He spread out a piece of white paper and outlined the relationship between the boundless mountains and seas and the First Emperor.
Halfway through, the Taoist priest wearing an apron opened the door and knocked on the door frame with a spoon, "Mr. Lu, it's time to eat!" Seeing Lu Liangsheng concentrating on writing or frowning in thought, he tiptoed over to take a look, quickly closed his eyes, turned around and slipped away.
The relationship lines listed above were so crisscrossed that it made his scalp tingle.
The sun was setting in the west, and the woods were swaying in the wind at dusk. Lu Liangsheng put down his brush and placed it on the inkstone. He looked at the dozen or so lines drawn on the small piece of paper, which were connected based on the cause and effect relationships he knew.
"The Yellow Emperor set up the Ten Thousand Spirits Formation to separate heaven and earth, and to prevent humans and gods from interfering... In this respect, it is roughly the same as the First Emperor not allowing the gods in heaven to interfere with the human world."
"… Could it be that both of them did the same thing, except that the First Emperor had the additional right to compete for the title of God? That's right, during the time of the Yellow Emperor, the power was not lost to others."
"Why did the last words of the old mother of Mount Li have to be repeated? Could it be..."
At a certain moment, Lu Liangsheng's eyes froze, and he suddenly thought of the fall of the evil star. Would it disrupt the formation of all spirits that Huangdi and Ying Zheng had set up before, allowing the gods in the sky to return to the earth
In this way, doesn’t it just confirm what the Old Mother of Mount Li said
"If that's the case... it makes sense that Lu Yuan left behind Qin Huang's Yin Bing Fu and Gan Shan Whip, just to deal with this situation?"
After the sunset sank behind the city wall, the sky darkened. Outside the Taoist temple with lights on, the forest's branches rustled in the wind.
The wind chimes hanging on the eaves suddenly moved, and began to tinkle.
A gust of cold wind blew into the square from outside, revealing a figure in an official robe standing in the moonlight, his face invisible, and he bowed towards the window frame in the attic, which was lit by a dim candlelight.
"The City God's subordinates are on patrol, paying homage to Master Lu."
The Taoist opened a window and looked out, then turned his head and shouted to the open window of another room, "Master Lu, I'm looking for you. I've saved the food for you. Eat before you leave."
In another window not far away, Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze from the page covered with ink lines, flew out of the window lightly, landed below, and bowed to the hazy figure under the moonlight.
"Night patrol, what do you want from me?"
The patrol officer did not dare to neglect and said quickly: "Reporting to the Imperial Master, it was the City God who asked me to come here. He said that he had made some discoveries about the demon star, and asked the Imperial Master to come over."
Lu Liangsheng had just counted the Demon Star as one of the two, the Boundless Mountains and Seas and the Secret Treasure of the First Emperor. Now that he had made some gains there, he might as well go and take a look, and find out how Yang Jian was doing.
Having made up his mind, the scholar stretched out his hand to the Night Patrol on the other side: "Night Patrol, please!"
"I don't dare."
Xunyou took a half step back and stood aside, waiting for Lu Liangsheng to come over and follow him on one side, "I will lead the way for the national teacher."
"Thank you."
Ordinary people might be afraid of such diligent servants under the City God, but Lu Liangsheng was quite polite to them. After all, such low-level servants had a hard time, so he should at least show them some respect and courtesy.
The patroller that night could feel the scholar's politeness and was quite happy. He walked on one side, riding the cold wind, and his pace was much faster.
The night is dark.
After the man and the ghost left, night insects began to buzz in the grass again. In the deserted Wanshou Temple, Toad Taoist suddenly sat up from the bed, uncovered the quilt, and looked around the room in confusion.
The tree demon and his disciple were not there. Looking out the window, the sky was completely dark, and the night sky was dotted with stars and the moon.
His mother's...
I haven't done anything all day, so I just lie down