Lu Liangsheng was the one who said he needed help, but he didn't expect the other party to come and ask for help so soon. After becoming a god, could it be that his mouth was blessed
He tore open the porridge package, took a mouthful of porridge with his chopsticks, and then took a bite of a bun. "Then we just have to wait for them to come over."
With my other hand I fiddled with the device called a mobile phone and found it quite interesting. I could talk to someone thousands of miles away without having to meet them. It was really interesting that such a wonderful thing existed even though times were different.
Of course, the other party also found his magic magical and mysterious. He had read some books on the study of things and probably understood that different times would come into being, and different tools would come into being to meet people's needs.
After breakfast, Lu Liangsheng went into the house to get some pen and ink. Sun Yingxian was sitting in the pavilion, playing with her cell phone, with her back to him, laughing.
Didn't the old man say before, 'It's hard for young people nowadays to sit down and read'? He was probably talking about this situation. There are too many new things, and there are more attractive choices. The scholar shook his head, sighed, and walked to the small bamboo forest over there. He placed papers and books on the stone table under the locust tree, mixed some water stains, and began to grind graphite.
"Old Sun, where is the evil spirit in this courtyard?"
Hearing the voice coming from behind, the Taoist priest with his back to the screen quickly turned off the screen, quickly put the book in his arms, and saw the scholar in the bamboo forest. He let out a breath, took it out again, and sat down on the stone steps.
"She is sealed in a jar. She was often beaten by her husband in her lifetime. She committed suicide out of resentment. Her resentment was too strong to be reincarnated. She should get rid of her resentment and be sent to the underworld to redeem her mistakes in the world of the living. Then she can be reincarnated."
At this point, the Taoist raised his head and said "Huh", looking at the figure behind the bamboo forest, "So concerned? Do you have any ideas, Mr. Lu? Aren't you afraid that Hong Lian will come out to deal with you?"
"What are you thinking? I'm just asking casually."
Taking a piece of ink and grinding it in the inkstone, Lu Liangsheng raised his eyes to glance at Old Sun over there and said with a smile: "Neighbors have been talking about this these days. I just thought of asking about it. Why bring up Hong Lian? It's noisy."
"Do I need you to ask me about catching ghosts? Especially female ghosts. When have I ever been careless?"
A cool breeze blew, and the locust tree hanging over the courtyard wall gently swayed its branches and leaves. The bamboo forest rustled one after another. Lu Liangsheng wrote the words in green ink. The Taoist sat in the pavilion and flipped through his mobile phone. The battery was almost out of power, so he froze the screen, removed the battery, folded a thunder talisman and stuffed it inside, and continued to flip through it.
The two of them were chatting casually. Not far away, on the eaves, Toad Taoist was lying on a small recliner. He turned over, exposing his back, listening to the sound of cicadas and wind, and yawned listlessly.
The old trees in the bamboo forest in the courtyard are like a quiet painting in the bustling city.
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That afternoon, Lu Liangsheng's cell phone rang. Gao Tianqiu's voice came from the phone, saying that they had arrived in Nanguan City and were heading towards Ningtian Lane.
Not long after Lu Liangsheng wrote the last few big characters, there was a knock on the courtyard door. The Taoist took a glance, raised his sleeves and waved, and the door creaked and opened inwards by itself.
Gao Tianqiu, who was standing at the door, was still looking at the door opening and closing by itself in amazement. As he walked, he reached out his hand to feel in the air to see if he could sense any magic power.
Behind him, there were a few people, surrounding a man who looked to be about fifty years old. He had a smile on his face and as soon as he entered the door, he stared at the Taoist in the pavilion, and from time to time his eyes fell on the figure emerging from the gap in the bamboo forest over there.
"Mr. Lu."
Gao Tianqiu greeted Taoist Priest Sun and strode to the bamboo forest, "Mr. Lu."
"Are you here?"
After writing the last piece of calligraphy, Lu Liangsheng put down his brush and blew away the ink stains that had not yet dried. He raised his hand casually, and two chairs rose out of thin air behind the two people who came over. Two cups of tea, steam rising from the wooden table that appeared in front of him.
"Sit down. I haven't written for a long time. Today is a nice day, so I'll take it out and practice. Sorry to make you laugh."
He put down the papers, folded them neatly and placed them next to the desk. He came out from behind the bamboo forest, chatting and laughing. Seeing the two people still standing, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture for them to sit down. A table and chairs also appeared behind him. When he sat down, the two people opposite him followed suit and sat down.
"Mr. Lu, I am sorry to bother you today because I have encountered some difficult problems. I hope you can lend a hand."
After sitting down, Gao Tianqiu glanced at the smiling man beside him, and then started talking about business, telling him everything that had happened. Then, he stood up, walked closer to Lu Liangsheng, and lowered his voice.
"The director suspects that the person next to me is the traitor. He used the Japanese to divert our attention and secretly transferred the red stone, also known as the demon star, away. I wonder if Mr. Lu can do us a favor."
After a thousand years, the Demon Suppression Department has become a commuter bureau, but there is always a sense of incense. Lu Liangsheng smiled and did not answer. He took the teacup and took a sip. His eyes fell on the man opposite him and asked in a gentle voice: "Sir, you have very good martial arts and deep internal strength. If you put it in the martial arts world, you are at least a first-class master."
As soon as these words came out, Gao Tianqiu was stunned and turned around to look at the man who brought him here. "Martial arts? Lao Cao, when did you learn martial arts?"
Over there, the man named Cao Zhen just sat there with a smile on his face. He knew he would be asked these questions when he came. After all, he was the legendary god. However, he didn't believe it after all. He smiled slightly, straightened his back, and pressed down the armrests of the chair with both hands. As for the chair that suddenly appeared under him, he had seen many people with strange abilities in the laboratory. It was a bit exaggerated to think that someone was a god just for a mural.
"Lao Gao, I know why you brought me here, but I still came here. Things have to be taken away from me. But knowing martial arts doesn't seem to have anything to do with the theft of the redstone, right?"
He tapped the handrail with his fingertips and tilted his head to look around the courtyard. His old face was covered with deep wrinkles from smiling. He said, "The courtyard is nice..." but before he could finish, Lu Liangsheng on the opposite side suddenly said, "You have the aura of a demon star." Cao Zhen was stunned for a moment. When he swallowed the rest of his words, Gao Tianqiu stood up and hurriedly stepped back.
"Lao Cao, did you really do this?!"
"You believed it without any evidence, just a lie?" Cao Zhen restrained his smile, stepped on the ground, and suddenly there was a noticeable vibration, and he laughed out loud.
"Okay, I won't joke with you, Lao Gao. He can't produce any evidence, but I have an alibi. Even if you have doubts, you have to stop!"
However, the moment he stood up, the scholar and Gao Tianqiu in his sight suddenly became blurred, the voices of people, birds and cicadas stopped abruptly, and the courtyard was eerily silent.
"Huh? Hallucination?!"
The field of vision suddenly turned red. Cao Zhen raised his head. The sky above his head, which was originally filled with bright sunshine, turned scarlet all around. The entire sky was also shrouded in red.
Boom~~~
There was lightning rolling across the red sky, and the whole sky seemed to be shaking. The next second, the endless red clouds sank, and wisps of cloud vapor broke apart. A bumpy stone surface rushed out from the clouds, revealing the outline of an extremely huge figure.
"Meteorite?"
Cao Zhen knew that he might have fallen into an illusion, but when he saw that thing slowly descending from the sky, his eyes couldn't help but shrink. He stumbled back a step, knocking over the tables and chairs, and spilling tea all over the floor.
"No... This is redstone!!!"