Woof woof woof~~~
The barking of dogs could be heard from afar. This town was not big. Once you exited this street, you could see a pair of paper lanterns with dim lights hanging under the eaves of a rather simple courtyard gate.
That was the place where the trivial matters of the town were handled. Two families had died, so the bodies would naturally be placed here until the county government sent people to deal with them.
Lu Liangsheng restrained his aura of cultivation and used the wall-walking technique to cover his entire body. He and his master, who was gnawing on mutton on his shoulder, drilled into the wall together. The house had two entrances and one door, so it was not a mansion. Soon, a few patrolling soldiers came over, and after bypassing them, they followed the deathly aura to a remote house. There was no light in the house, and when they walked through the door, they could not see their hands in front of them.
"Dharma Eye, clear!"
The magic power gathered in the bottom of his eyes, and in the faint blue light, he could "see" several wooden beds placed side by side, covered with a layer of white cloth, highlighting the outlines of people.
Night insects were buzzing in the corners of the wall.
In silence, Lu Liangsheng gently pinched a corner of the white cloth and slowly uncovered it, revealing the face of a child with eyes wide open. He looked to be only about five or six years old, and his lips were bloodless. It seemed that he had experienced great fear before his death.
Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes, puffed up his cheeks, and pointed his finger at the forehead of the corpse. In an instant, a black smoke came out from the child's seven orifices, and then was blown away by the palm of his hand.
'An evil demon.'
The scholar made a sound through his teeth, stroked the child's face with his hand, closed his wide-open eyes, covered them with the white cloth again, turned around, walked through the courtyard wall and returned to the street. With extremely fast steps, he arrived at the edge of the town in a flash, crossed a stone bridge, and saw some light in front. It was a village where more than a dozen families lived together.
Woof woof woof…
In the night, the sound of dogs barking rose and fell, with the occasional cry of a baby. Lu Liangsheng came to a house with a faded lantern hanging on it, pressed the iron ring on it and knocked on the gate in front of him. After a while, a woman's voice sounded carefully from inside the door.
"Damn it, you're back?"
"I am Lu Liangsheng, a fellow villager of Liu Gun."
After hearing the gentle words, there was no sound from inside, as if someone was thinking about the name "Lu Liangsheng". Soon, the courtyard door creaked and slowly opened a crack, revealing half of the woman's face. Through the gap in the door, he carefully looked at the other person's face. After looking for a long time, he recognized that it was the scholar who came to his house for a wedding banquet two years ago.
"It's you..."
The woman took the wooden bolt from the door and opened it halfway: "Mr. Lu, come in quickly. It's getting dark. Don't stay outside."
After inviting the scholar in, the woman poked her head out to look outside for a few times, then quickly closed the gate and put the wooden bolt back in. Then a smile appeared on her face, she smoothed her hair, and walked to the front to lead the way.
"Sir, please come in and sit down."
The eaves were a little messy, and the woman was probably a little embarrassed, so she cleaned it up and moved two stools out: "Sir, don't be disgusted, there are children at home, and it can always be messy."
Following the woman was a child with pigtails. The child poked his little head out from behind his mother and looked timidly at the figure walking under the eaves.
"Birchin, call the sir."
The woman patted the child on the head. The child looked at his mother and timidly opened his mouth: "Sir... Sir..."
"good."
Lu Liangsheng smiled, stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and put a piece of candy in the child's hand. When he touched his head, his eyes subconsciously fell on Liu Bochin's neck. There was a talisman strung with a red rope, which was given to the other party when the baby was full moon that year.
But the talisman on it was slightly black.
The scholar squeezed his eyes, half-closed them, tilted his head to look at the woman who was sitting to the side at a distance.
"Liu Gun is not at home?"
"No, something happened in this town..." The woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "Many people died. Liu Gun took two brothers to the Hezhou government office to report the news. He went there yesterday, and it's about time for him to return."
As they were talking, a series of footsteps were heard outside, followed by a sudden slam of the gate. The woman was startled and hurried out of the eaves, ran to the door, and whispered through the gate, "Who is it?"
"You man!"
Hearing the familiar tone, the woman nodded to the scholar under the eaves, opened the gate of the courtyard swiftly, and let the man in.
"Azhi, hurry up and pour some water. My three brothers are running so hard that their legs are almost broken..."
Among the three people who came in, the leading man stopped talking, and when he saw the handsome scholar standing under the eaves, a smile immediately appeared on his dark and rough face, and he pulled the brothers on both sides over.
"Mr. Lu, why are you here?!"
Immediately, Liu Gun shouted to his wife who was squatting in the kitchen, "Light up the fire quickly, cook some side dishes for the gentleman, and get out the wine hidden in the room."
He did not forget to invite the two brothers beside him to come over. Lu Liangsheng had seen these two people before. That day, he went to Liangjie Mountain for the first time and did not know the way. It was Liu Gun and these two people who led the way.
"Meet Mr. Lu!"
The two men were soldiers and were more respectful to scholars. They clasped their hands and bowed. Lu Liangsheng also raised his hand to return the greeting and said, "No need to cook. I have already eaten at the inn. I heard someone say that someone died here, so I came to take a look."
Regardless of whether it was true or not, this was said beautifully and Liu Gun was quite moved. After all, he knew that Lu Liangsheng was a cultivator who knew the magic of immortals, and he actually came here in person. Who wouldn't feel warm in their heart
His wife brought out a jar of wine. Liu Gun knocked off the mud seal on it, poured the wine into a large bowl, raised it above his head respectfully, and bowed to Lu Liangsheng. The two men who followed him looked at each other, then filled their bowls with wine and raised them above their heads.
At one side, Liu Bochin, biting his finger, looked at his father and two uncles curiously as they held the wine. He became childish and trotted back to his room. He took the small bowl in which he had not finished his meal and imitated his father and uncles, holding it on his head with both hands.
At this time, Liu Gun took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, looking at Mr. Lu opposite and said:
"Please, sir, make the decision for the people of this town."
"Yes, sir, please make the decision for us." The two men also echoed. They were a bunch of grown men and soldiers. They were certainly not afraid of death, but they had settled down here and were afraid that something would happen to their relatives. There were almost tears on their three rough faces, and the woman in the kitchen shed wiped her eyes quietly.
“I came here for this.”
Lu Liangsheng took the wine handed to him, raised his other hand, and used his magic power to help the three grown men up. The little people next to them were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, pointing at their father and uncle who rose out of thin air, and screaming.
Ignoring the little guy's jumping and shouting, Lu Liangsheng put the wine aside, placed his hands gently on his knees, and looked at the three of them.
"Now, tell me in detail the causes and consequences of the casualties in the town."