"I killed ..."
Zhou Chu looked at his tone and the chill that overflowed from it, and his soul was startled. He swallowed back the rest of the words, gestured casually with his hands twice, sat back, put the wine glass to his lips, and changed the subject, "… It's just a pig dragon. Good fellow, you don't know that I chased it for dozens of miles and fought with it in the rivers for three days and three nights. I didn't even blink an eye, and finally killed it."
The group of evil spirits that gathered together, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Lu Bu, and Gongsun Liao all burst into laughter.
Hearing these words, Lao Jiao was stunned by the sudden change of topic and didn't react for a long time. At this moment, he felt someone pushing him. He turned his head and saw four scholars sitting nearby with their hands in their sleeves, cowering and trembling all over. One of them exhaled a breath of hot air, rubbed his hands, and forced a smile.
"… My dear brother, please try to cool down for a while. It's really unbearable in this hot summer."
As he was interrupted, he forgot that he had to argue with the evil spirit named Zhou Chu.
"I'm sorry." He quickly retracted the chill in his body, poured some wine and apologized to the four scholars. Over there, Wang Feng took a sip, put down his cup, and said to the other three brothers: "The Imperial Master invited us to the banquet, so we have to show our appreciation. Besides, His Majesty is here too, so it's a good time for us four to show our talents."
The other three nodded and agreed, "Brother is right."
"So what talent do you want to show?"
"It's a bit difficult. The four of us are so talented that there are too many opportunities."
"Why don't we each compose a poem or an ode?"
“This is my specialty!”
"What are you waiting for? Let's go up quickly!"
Wang Feng slammed the table, pulled the sleeves of the three men and stood up to go out, fearing that someone would get there first. He took half a step and was suddenly bumped. He fell directly onto the table and rolled into a ball with his three brothers.
Over there, a skinny young man ran to the middle of the banquet, ignoring Li Yuan's gaze. He put his hands on his waist and raised his chin, looking over there at the group of heroes from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
"My name is Li Yuanba. I am very strong and my martial arts are great, but I won't compete with you today. Who of you is stronger? Why don't you come out and fight?"
A group of Yin Gods looked at a half-grown boy, looked at each other, and then all pointed their fingers at the figure who was drinking alone over there.
"he!"
Li Yuan, who was sitting at the table, looked at this and was instantly startled. He shouted to the young man in the middle: "Yuan Ba, come back and stop making trouble!"
The young man was not willing to listen. He ignored his father behind him, walked to the table, and shouted at the man drinking alone again.
"My name is Li Yuanba. They say I'm very strong. Do you dare to compete with me?!"
Bang!
The wine glass weighed heavily in his hand, and under his loose hair, Xiang Yu slowly raised his face, stared at the young man in front of him who was not even as tall as his chest, grinned, and responded readily: "Okay!"
He threw the wine glass on the ground, grabbed the bottom edge of the table with one hand, and casually lifted it up. The heavy table rolled over and rushed into the night sky. Li Yuanba, who had retreated to the middle, also raised one leg high, kicked sideways at the sky, and lifted it up with a bang. He turned his foot over, pressed it down firmly on the ground.
Xiang Yu nodded in appreciation, finally showing some interest. He stood up and walked over to the table, half-knelt in front of it, pressed his elbows against the table, and beckoned to the boy, "Want to compete in strength? Come on!"
"Integrate my ideas!" Li Yuanba rolled up his sleeves, squatted on the other side, pressed his thin arms on the table, clenched his fists and wrestled with the other party.
The moment their arms touched, the table creaked and shook wildly under the wrestling of the two men, which made the group of Yin gods and Yuwen father and son stare with eyes wide open, wondering where this half-grown boy got so much strength. Even Lu Liangsheng forgot to talk to Yang Guang for a moment, and concentrated on watching his little apprentice compete in strength with the King of Western Chu.
However, he felt that Li Yuanba could not win. Firstly, Xiang Yu was a man of great strength, and secondly, he had become a Yin God now, so there was no such thing as exhaustion. What's more, he still had divine power in his body. Even if he had become a Yin God not long ago, it was still divine power. No matter how strong a mortal was, he could not afford to consume it.
Sure enough, just as he thought of this, the table under the man and the god crackled with a loud bang and broke into pieces. Li Yuanba was also thrown half a meter away and rolled twice on the ground. After the force was released, he stopped in a half-kneeling posture, with an unconvinced look on his face. He stood up and shouted, "No, you have divine power, so I have to lose!"
"Yuan Ba!" Li Yuan slammed the table. His son had such a stubborn temper that he both liked and was troubled by him. After scolding him, he bowed to Xiang Yu over there and apologized.
"I hope Overlord will not take it to heart. He is still young and does not understand."
"How can I..."
Li Yuanba took two steps forward and just opened his mouth when Lu Liangsheng interrupted him: "Yuanba, go back and sit down. Have you forgotten what your master taught you before? No matter what the method, if you lose, you lose. You must admit it and get it back next time!"
"oh."
The young boy pouted and kicked the debris scattered on the ground, then turned around and sat down next to his father again. Seeing his appearance, Lu Liangsheng sighed. If he didn't want to learn Taoism and was willing to listen to him patiently, it would be impossible for someone else to control him.
Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves and turned the broken table on the ground into stars, which regrouped at Xiang Yu's original position. He then bowed to him and said, "Overlord, please take a seat."
As he spoke, Lu Liangsheng started singing again. Looking at so many Yin gods and friends, he drank some wine and became slightly tipsy. In his joy, he took out his brush and stood up. In the sight of Yang Guang and Yuwen father and son, he waved his sleeves and sketched towards the sky.
"We are gathered together tonight, how can we have a happy gathering without the bright moon?"
With a flick of his wide sleeves, the night clouds that covered the half moon seemed to be wiped away out of thin air, revealing a round fluorescent yellow. With a casual wave of the pen tip, in the eyes of everyone, the full moon far away in the sky seemed to be pulled closer and suddenly enlarged in their eyes. Mingyue, who was sitting under the eaves, couldn't close her mouth. She thought of something and hurried to the kitchen in the building to shout.
"Uncle Pig! Come out quickly, your moon is coming down!"
Hearing the noise, Zhu Ganglie, wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his hand, ran out in a hurry. He looked at the full moon and was a little dazed for a moment.
"The night is like a screen, the stars are like the sea, the jade trees are in front of the moon, the candlelight is hidden in the moon palace, I don't remember what year it is in the human world..."
Over there, Lu Liangsheng, under the influence of intoxication, was reciting poems, his pen moving as he illuminated the magnified bright moon, faintly outlining the outline of a palace complex.
“… The Jade Rabbit is pounding medicine, the osmanthus is picking dew, in front of the palace the cup of jade liquid is facing the moon, red sleeves are dancing in the night on the top of the building, and it seems that they are flying to the Guanghan Palace.”
As everyone was listening to the poem, they suddenly saw a blur. The entire square was surrounded by palaces and towering buildings. Looking up at the center of the hall, when the word "Guanghan" was written, a graceful figure with flying sleeves slowly descended from the sky accompanied by osmanthus petals. She danced gracefully with her red sleeves spread out to the melodious music of stringed instruments.
Under the soft moonlight, her dress and long sleeves fluttered like ripples on the water, swirling and spreading, flashing an indescribable beauty.
"Yue'er..." Zhu Ganglie murmured absentmindedly.
During the banquet, Xiang Yu seemed to recall the past when a woman danced for him in the tent in the same way. He took a sip of the wine in the glass.
“… Yu Ji.”
Even if you look down upon the world, you still cannot compare to being drunk in this world.
…
The stars and the moon are still hanging in the night sky as usual.
Thousands of miles away, a barefoot little man was walking aimlessly, tasting a candied haws in his hand without any sleepiness.
At a certain moment, he stopped and looked ahead in the moonlight. He heard a slight rustling sound, and a moment later, a corpse lay on the ground as if being dragged by something, sliding from the woods into the moonlight, and sliding straight past the child holding the candied haws.
In his eyes, besides the corpse that came from nowhere, there was also a flash of red light hidden inside.
"Demon Star..."
…
The night gradually passed, the stars and the moon disappeared behind the clouds, the sky and the earth turned into the color of the dark blue, and the bustling Wanshou Temple became quiet. The drunk and full people lay on the tables and fell asleep. The Yin God swayed from side to side and walked to the attic, turning into a cold wind and going to the throne.
It was time for Yang Guang to return to the palace. Lu Liangsheng waved his sleeves to sweep away the mess on the ground and sent him to the stone steps. The eunuch who came to meet him supported him and he stumbled to the mountain gate below.
"What are you still looking at?" The Toad Taoist didn't drink any wine. Seeing his disciple standing there motionless, he walked to the side with his flippers on his back. The master and disciple stood there side by side, looking at the stars in the sky that were gradually disappearing.
"Are you thinking about mending the sky, or are those gods in the sky furious right now?"
Lu Liangsheng shook his head, and his drunken look faded a lot.
"In fact, I didn't think of anything. I just wanted to see Chang'an at night. At this time, countless people in the city are still asleep. They will never know what has happened or what will happen. This kind of not knowing anything, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."
He smiled and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly stopped. The Toad, who was waiting for his next words, tilted his head and raised his eyes: "Why don't you say anything anymore?" As he spoke, he saw Lu Liangsheng's smile faded and he covered his abdomen with one hand.
"Liang Sheng?"
On the side, Lu Liangsheng's face was covered with sweat, and he clenched his teeth and squeezed out a sound: "The demon star... has taken effect in my body."
The next moment.
His body swayed and he fell down suddenly.
"Liangsheng!"
"Young Master!"
The Toad Taoist slapped his cheek, and Hong Lian in the attic in the distance screamed and rushed out.