The sun shone slightly, shining through the brown and yellow soil. The sand grains swayed in the wind, brushing off the dead grass and swaying slowly with the grass tips.
In the setting halo, the endless sandstorm cast a veil over the pointed buildings in the distance. The old donkey, swinging its tail, lowered its head and rolled through the dry grass, shaking the copper bell on its neck, spat out the sand from its mouth, and continued to walk forward leisurely with the scholar on its back.
According to the route on the parchment map, I don’t know how many miles away I am from the big city called Constantine. If I use magic to travel faster, I’m afraid I will pass by it in a flash.
Although the Sui Dynasty is worried, Your Majesty has grown up and cannot interfere too much. Even if he makes a mistake, he can go back and correct it later. With the Kongtong Seal in hand, he can directly intervene in the change of dynasties in the world. This is the right of the Human Emperor.
Lu Liangsheng put away the sheepskin map in his hand. He could almost remember the route by just taking a glance at it. He threw the sheepskin map away with the wind and lightly covered the rolling lantern grass.
His eyes were still looking around, and at the buildings standing in the distance in the golden desert. They were square and pointed, rarely seen in the Central Plains, and made him feel fresh.
Ah!
The old donkey shook its mane and the bookshelf swayed behind it. The Toad Taoist pushed open the small door, raised his webbed feet and stretched lazily, dragged the rope and kicked his short legs a few times to climb up, untied the rope around his waist, jumped around his apprentice and jumped onto the donkey's head, and sat down with his back to the donkey, holding up his long ears with his webbed feet.
"If it were your master, you should just kill the governor. He is a greedy man and will never give up so easily to satisfy his greed. You are still giving him a portrait. Humph, what a waste of ink and paper."
On the donkey's back, Lu Liangsheng turned his gaze back to look at his master's back, then looked forward: "Master, why do you think I didn't do it?"
"Um?"
The Toad Taoist was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly widened, and he turned around in surprise. He looked carefully at Lu Liangsheng in front of him, raised his webbed head and looked over, and loudly praised him with a word.
"good!"
"Haha, Master said it's too early."
Lu Liangsheng stroked the donkey's mane, turned sideways and waved to the four scholars behind him to hurry up. Each of them cast a small Mu Chun spell to restore their physical strength. Then he turned around and said with a smile: "It's just greed. It's not fatal. Everyone has it. He just deliberately showed off. I can't stand it when he slandered our Great Sui. I just want to punish him a little to make him remember that the Eastern Kingdom is not like the Western Wilderness where the divine power has been lost."
"You've done it? When?" The toad blinked and tilted his head.
"When I was painting his portrait."
Thinking of the small punishment he received for drawing the portrait for the other party in the morning, Lu Liangsheng couldn't help but curl his lips, "When I come here, I have to represent the style of our Great Sui Dynasty. Punishing without killing can also show my majesty."
"It's you again, you nice guy."
The Toad Taoist sat back and muttered something. He seemed to hear some sound. He tilted his head and looked at the smoke and dust rising in the distance. His eyes narrowed and a hideous smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Liangsheng, you can't be a good guy anymore."
On the donkey's back, Lu Liangsheng tilted his head, and several plumes of dust rose into the distant sky and gathered into a huge dust cloud, sweeping towards this side.
The four scholars who were following felt the movement under their feet. Zhang Ti and Zhao Tang hurriedly knelt down to listen, but before they could say anything, Wang Feng slapped them on the back of the head.
"Do you still need to listen? A group of cavalry is coming."
Following the direction he pointed, a team of more than ten cavalrymen spread out on the road, coming towards them with the sound of rumbling hooves.
“I saw them!”
“Kill him!”
Dust rolled up the sky, and the cavalrymen were galloping down below. The leader saw a group of people walking in front of him and their clothing, which he could remember at a glance, and he knew that he had caught up with them.
Daer had a favorable impression of the oriental painter, who was gentle and elegant, and looked very much like an upper-class aristocrat. Unfortunately, Governor Tibes wanted to kill them, and as the captain of the guard, he could only follow orders.
After all, this is his vocation.
"Prepare-"
Looking at the Oriental man getting closer and closer in front of him, he slowly raised the hand holding the reins, and with a loud shout, he took the cloth bag inserted on the side of the horse, took out a short spear, held it in his palm and raised it high above his shoulder.
Behind him, the knights following on the galloping war horses on both sides also made the same movements, and the sharp spear tips reflected a cold light as they looked up to the sky.
The next moment, a voice shouted, "Throw!"
The captain of the guards in front tightened his grip on his horse, and threw his muscular arms upwards. At the same time as the short spears flew out of his palms, more than a dozen short spears were thrown out from behind.
In the distance, among a group of people more than 200 steps away, Lu Liangsheng's gentle gaze darkened. He swung his left arm backwards, and his wide sleeves spread out with a "swish". More than a dozen short spears drew an arc in the sky and fell in an instant. They were pulled backwards by something invisible and fell on the galloping horse team below.
Bang!
A short spear whizzed down and pierced directly in front of Daer's mount, startling him so much that he pulled the reins. The horse neighed and stood up with its front legs bent. The cavalry behind also stopped in panic.
Boom boom boom—
More short spears fell and stuck in the road. The short handles were still shaking with force. Daer looked at the row of short weapons in front of him in horror. He couldn't understand how the other party could do it, but he dared not disobey the governor's order!
"Chase again!"
With a low, hoarse roar, as if to give courage to himself and the subordinates behind him, he drew the blade at his waist, kicked his horse's belly and jumped over a row of short spears on the ground. More than a dozen cavalrymen looked at each other and followed closely.
"Still coming? You really want to kill me and take the treasure."
Lu Liangsheng frowned, picked up one of the scrolls on the bookshelf, untied the red rope on it, threw it backwards, flew over the heads of four scholars, unfolded rapidly, then fell to the ground and lay quietly.
The sound of hooves from behind pounded the ground, and mud and sand surged up under the feet of the pursuing Karabusa cavalry, directly lifting one of the knights and his horse into the sky.
Xilulu-
The horses neighed in panic and scattered in all directions. Amid the flying mud and sand, a huge black shadow broke out of the ground and rushed straight into the sky. It took the knight, who was falling back with a scream of "Ah--", in its mouth and swallowed it into its stomach.
The smoke spread, and a long, winding shadow could be vaguely seen sliding across a body as thick as a house. Dust and mist shot out like lightning, wrapping up the two knights and their horses in the long body. Bones crackled, flesh and blood burst, and instantly they were squeezed into a ball of blood mist that spread out.
"snake-"
Daer stared in amazement at the giant snake that suddenly jumped out of the ground. Its dense gray scales expanded like the surface of water. For a moment, he forgot to escape until the blood splashed on his face. He slowly raised his eyes and saw the towering and upright snake head biting a warhorse and shaking it hard. In his peripheral vision, the snake's tail swept over like a palace pillar...
The setting sun dyed the clouds red. In the desert glow and the sound of distant copper bells, the four scholars walking behind the old donkey kept looking back. They could vaguely see the huge long body moving around frantically, stirring up trails of dust. They all swallowed their saliva, and when they saw that they were getting further away from the old donkey, they shrugged their bags on their backs and hurriedly started to catch up.
"National Master, wait a minute!"
In front, Lu Liangsheng's face was not looking good. He casually moved his hand backwards and dispersed the giant snake in the smoke in the distance. Soon, the scroll flew back and was inserted into the bookshelf.
I sat on the old donkey and slowly walked towards the square pointed tower in the distance. As I got closer, I found that it was much more majestic than I had imagined.
"Let's stay here tonight."
He walked to a giant sculpture with a human head and a beast body, lit a bonfire for the four people to keep warm and cook, then jumped onto the majestic defense tower, swept away the dust on it with a flick of his sleeve, sat on the highest stone step, and looked at the darkness slowly approaching from the end of the east.
"Liangsheng, it seems that my guess was right. That person is really blind."
"Well, I was blinded by greed."
Lu Liangsheng looked at the dark sky, with stars dotted in the night. He sat there quietly, playing with a dead branch in his hand, and broke it with a "snap".
"My things are not that easy to take."
As night fell, the road we had come from extended backwards to the Governor's Palace of Karabusa. The brass lampposts were burning with fire. In the silent bedroom, an ink painting hung on the wall looked abrupt. In the dim light, the portrait in it moved. A ray of light flickered, and hands and feet stretched out from the painting, silently crawled out and fell onto the smooth and cold floor, slowly walking towards a bed covered with soft velvet.
Mmm~~ Good stuff... Orientals, no one will know even if they die...
Tibes murmured softly in his sleep, and suddenly he felt someone looking at him. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of the bed. He sat up in fear, and what he saw was a man with a face exactly like his own, holding a dagger and showing a hideous smile in the flickering firelight.
Then, the dagger stabbed down suddenly, the flame on the lamppost went out instantly, blood spurted out, and a bright red arc splashed on the curtain.
A shrill scream rang out, and the guards who heard the noise swarmed in with torches and broke into the governor's bedroom. A smell of blood filled the air.
The light from the torches shone on the big bed, scaring everyone so much that they quickly dropped the torches to the ground and screamed hysterically.
"The Governor killed the Governor—"