"hehe… "
“Hehehe…”
Silver bell's laughter echoed.
At this moment, a light suddenly came on in the main room of the side yard. The warm yellow light flickered in the room, and a woman's soft laughter could be heard.
"Who is it?!" Zhou Zhen stood up from the stool and shouted loudly at the closed door.
Bang!
The door of the main room was open inward, and in the middle was the back of a woman kneeling on a cushion, praying to the shrine hanging on the wall.
The old man took a cautious half step forward and squinted his eyes to look. In the distance, the back of the person moved, and half of the face slowly turned to the side, entering the range illuminated by the candle, revealing a charming smile.
It was a strange woman whom I had never seen before.
"No..."
The old man quickly took a step back and his back suddenly hit something. The next moment, his shoulders felt heavy, as if someone had patted him on the shoulder from behind. His ears and cheeks felt furry and a chill instantly spread down his back.
I turned my head slightly to look, and saw the long furry face stretching its neck and also tilting towards me.
Four sides facing each other.
"fox-"
The old man shouted, and his vision suddenly brightened. The sun was shining brightly, and cicadas were buzzing irritably in his ears again. A scholar not far away was standing under the eaves holding a brush, looking at him with a smile.
"Mr. Zhou, have you seen a monster?"
"Yes, yes."
Zhou Zhen nodded repeatedly, no longer as calm as before. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face. The warm sunlight shone on his face. He felt that this courtyard gave him a sense of security he had never experienced before. He even felt that the mansion he was tired of seeing was so beautiful.
Under the eaves, Lu Liangsheng was very satisfied with the magic he had just performed. His skills had improved, and he did not feel any effort when he painted with ink. He just felt smooth and joyful.
Try again.
He really wanted to test his limits, so under the gazes of Taoist and Zhou Zhen, he walked outside the crescent-shaped gate and looked at the flower garden in the courtyard, and his pen tip fell on another white paper.
Sun Yingxian and Zhou Zhen came forward curiously and saw a green flower emerging in the flower bed. Under the scholar's strokes of ink, the flower quickly grew tall and strong, with green calyxes hanging down from branches. In the blink of an eye, countless pink flowers bloomed on the dense branches and green fields.
"A peach tree has grown out of nowhere. How miraculous!"
The old man could not help but shout out. The servants and maids passing by stopped, covered their mouths and noses, and looked at the peach tree that was still growing in surprise. The flowers on the branches were like a huge canopy. Many birds flew from afar, chirping around the tree.
In the backyard, the weak Zhou Rong walked out of the room with the help of her maid. Her dim eyes reflected a long-lost look, which made her feel happy.
There is also a faint floral scent.
In an instant, countless petals fell off the huge canopy, flying all over the sky with the wind and filling the sky.
"So beautiful." The woman said softly.
In the distance, the peach tree with fallen petals gradually bore peaches, which turned from green to red and hung all over the branches. Compared with the old man's excitement, Sun Yingxian touched the talisman paper he carried with him and muttered to himself.
"What's the use of looking good..."
Lu Liangsheng put down his pen and looked at the Taoist: "Go pick one and try it."
"Can I try it?"
Sun Yingxian looked at the peach on the branch suspiciously, kicked his feet, used his light body skills to fly up, and stepped on the tree several times before he could barely hook the shortest branch.
Bang!
He pulled off a peach, and some of the leaves fell to the ground with it.
Subconsciously wiping it, the Taoist took a bite, his eyes widened, and he turned his head sharply to look at the scholar in front of the crescent-shaped door.
“It feels real…”
Chew it twice quickly and your mouth will be filled with sweetness.
"I'll try it too."
Zhou Zhen also went over, grabbed it and took a bite. It indeed had the feel of a solid fruit, but the peach flavor was relatively light. He looked at Lu Liangsheng, thinking that this might be a magical technique.
When I came to my senses, the fruits in my hands had all disappeared from the peach tree in the flower garden, and even the sweetness in my mouth seemed to have never existed.
“Hey, let me have another taste!” Sun Yingxian ran back and suddenly thought of an idea. He pointed to the sky and whispered, “If I draw a dragon… wouldn’t you be able to take off?”
Zhou Zhen's heart almost rose to his throat.
Over there, Lu Liangsheng glanced at the old man, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and waved his hand quickly.
"No, I can only maintain this peach tree for a while. What if I have no more magic power to draw a dragon flying into the sky? Besides, the magic power required for such a big thing is what I have now."
Fortunately, I can’t ride a dragon…
On the side, the old man breathed a sigh of relief. I was scared to death.
He was silent for a while. He had already seen the Taoist practice and his heart could not bear it anymore. So he said goodbye to the two young men and gave them some instructions.
"You can make a fuss, but you must not violate taboos. Liangsheng, your future is limitless with magic skills, but you also need to read more books of sages. First, you need to establish yourself, and second, you need to establish your mind. Don't take the crooked path."
Lu Liangsheng looked serious and bowed: "Yes."
Seeing that the old man was about to leave, he suddenly called him to stop and asked the Taoist to help him get a blank scroll from the house.
"Mr. Zhou, Liangsheng has an inscription here that you can hang at home. Ghosts and monsters will not dare to enter and disturb you."
As he spoke, the Taoist turned back and raised the book above his head so that the scholar could start writing.
The old man came closer and saw that Lu Liangsheng started with the word "Huang". He couldn't help but nodded and praised: "Good word!"
The tip of the pen moved like a dragon, writing along the scroll the inscription written by the mountain god. A faint glow seeped into every stroke of the ink. Finally, he stopped writing and habitually wrote down his name - Lu Liangsheng.
The scholar took the paper and blew on it, and the ink dried instantly.
"The brilliant rays of light have lasted for thousands of years, and the mighty power of God shakes the universe!"
The old man repeated it twice. What he admired most was the handwriting rather than the inscription. If he wanted to write inscriptions like this, he could write many at will, but it was rare to see such words coming from a young man.
"Thank you for your kindness, I will have it framed and hung up right away."
Just leave here with satisfaction.
Lu Liangsheng was quite satisfied with his cultivation and the magic he performed.
I feel happy...
I returned to the side yard, took my books, and sat under the shade of a tree with Sun Yingxian. I made a pot of good tea, listened to the annoying chirping of cicadas, and leisurely flipped through my homework.
After all, books contain the words of sages.
…
The breeze swayed the trees and blew towards the south of the valley.
Less than twenty miles away from the city, in the woods and fields, there was the rustling sound of wild beasts running quickly.
A residual shadow passed through the bushes and over the trees. The small light red figure looked back. The flock of birds exploded in panic and flew around in the woods in a panic.
Two figures, one white and one red, were chasing after them, leaving claw marks on the ground and trees.
"Little sister, don't run away. Do you still want to go to the city to meet your lover secretly?"
Another charming voice followed.
"Hehe... Before you go, you must take away the Yang Yuan of those scholars..."
Then, the tenderness turned into a sharp and piercing growl.
“—Give it back to us!!”