The noon sun was pleasant, through the mottled gap between the trees, Lu Liangsheng watched the cicadas break through the ground and climb up the trees, while the side courtyard of the government office, a row of rooms for handling official business, errands went back and forth, and in a closed room, the slightly chubby prefect poured tea with his own hands, and carefully held it and brought it to the opposite table.

"Sir, please have tea. ”

"Well, put it there. Wang Ban stroked his beard blindly, and said with a smile: "Fuzun doesn't need to be polite, saving people is a matter of people in our cultivation, the evil ghost died with a grudge, but unfortunately he can't be killed immediately, if it drags on for a long time, it will inevitably rise sharply, and Fuzun also has to worry about his life." ”

"Sir, this government has only recently learned about it. ”

The prefect put down the teacup, looked at the closed doors and windows, changed his previous expression, and pressed the desk a little anxiously.

"Two days ago, I also found a wandering Taoist who knew how to hunt ghosts and eliminate demons, and he said it was easy......

"Oh?"

Wang Banblind jumped violently in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change, he stretched out his fingers and pinched his fingers, but said in his heart: Mother, there is still this place, so wouldn't Li Yishu be accepted by You Fang Daoren?

..... You have to tell Master.

A person who is cowardly, he has read countless people in Fushui County, and this prefect's posture, even if he doesn't say it, he has almost admitted to killing people.

After thinking about it half-blindly, he stopped his fingers and chuckled twice.

"It's easy? Old and old night watching the sky, yesterday above this weir city, there were stars crumbling, how can that ghost replace the stars? It must be the person who always wants, then, who does the prefect think the crumbling stars represent?"

This.....

The prefect clenched his hands, pressed the table tightly, gritted his teeth, and suddenly, walked outside the table and bowed to the old man.

"Please also ask the old gentleman to save me. ”

"Hehe, it's easy to say, bring pen and ink. ”

Wang Banblind took the pen and ink, looked straight at the wall with his eyes, and held the brush in his hand to draw a random character on the paper that he couldn't see anything.

"You carry it on your body, and the old man will come back later. ”

After speaking, he got up and walked out, and the prefect looked at the ghost-like paper in his hand, and hurriedly chased after him: "Old man, does this thing work? ”

"Hmph. ”

Wang Ban opened the door blindly, walked outside, and turned his face slightly sideways: "The things used by the old decay can't be found." ”

Leaning on crutches, his steps were brisk, as if he was not an old man, and in the blink of an eye, he turned the arch of the side yard, and a camphor tree shook for a while, and he could not hear the sound.

The prefect held the 'rune paper' and sighed: "Master." He retracted his expression, straightened his spine and returned to the room, and behind the distance, the camphor tree was still shaking.

Turning the arch to the left, Wang half-blindly squatted on the ground and rubbed his forehead, not daring to make a sound, feeling that there was no one around, so he squeezed out a little 'hiss' cry, while rubbing, he went out of the courtyard gate, took the reins from the hands of the officials, led the old donkey to follow the master's qi, came to the street, and felt the figure standing on the side of the street.

Hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand: "Master." ”

"How's it going?"

"The prefect is a thief with a weak heart, and there is a difference between what he looks and what he says. ”

Lu Liangsheng pursed his lips, stopped talking, took the reins from his half-blind hand, and walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the pedestrians who were disturbing and shouting around him.

"Lu Gongzi!"

A familiar voice came from above the wine shop on the side of the street, and Wang Banblind called softly, "Master, someone called you." ”

The scholar who was thinking about things in front stopped and looked up at the side of the fence on the second floor of the wine store, where Zuo Zhengyang sat there, carrying a wine jug, and waved at him.

The guy at the door of the wine shop hurriedly greeted the scholar who came over, skillfully took the reins in the other party's hand, and shouted inside.

"What do you want to drink?"

"There's a seat. ”

Lu Liangsheng pointed upstairs, thanked the guy, and took Wang Ban to the second floor, upstairs, there were a few tables of guests, dressed up in the rivers and lakes, weapons placed at the foot of the table, or silent, or vigilant, seeing that it was a scholar and an old man, he didn't feel any martial arts cultivation on his body, and he raised his cup and showed a cruel smile.

"Isn't Qianwei a fight?"

Lu Liangsheng took the wine glass handed over, sat down opposite and took a sip, and asked indifferently at the ill-intentioned eyes around him.

"Why are you drinking here? ”

Zuo Zhengyang took a sip of the thin-necked wine jug, swept his eyes over the surrounding tables, and laughed: "Today is the fourth day of the new year." ”

These words made the scholar stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had stayed in Wanhe County for a few days and delayed going to Qingcheng Mountain, but he was just in time for it.

"Is Lu Gongzi's matter done?" Zuo Zhengyang put down the wine jug and asked.

"It's not true, but since you're here, let's just see how Qianwei compares with the swordsman surnamed Xiahou. ”

"Okay, the hour is almost up, Zuo leads the way!"

The two drank a drink, laughed and got up, and went down to the second floor together and walked out of the wine shop.

It's like going to report the news.

Soon, Lu Liangsheng followed Zuo Zhengyang to this side, in an open place, laid eight wooden stakes more than one zhang long, and the surrounding areas were full of green forest guests, holding grass roots, carrying weapons, laughing with people, seeing Zuo Zhengyang who came over, and Lu Liangsheng, he spit out the grass roots, and couldn't help laughing lightly.

"Brought a helper with me. ”

"It's a scholar, and he seems to be powerless, and he really dares to come. ”

"Hehe, I really want to see this scholar's expression when he sees the blood splattered, don't pee your pants in fright. ”

"Hahaha!"

In the noisy laughter, someone shouted at Lu Liangsheng, who was leading the old donkey.

"Go home and hug your mother, be careful later, don't be afraid!"

Lu Liangsheng didn't seem to hear it, and arched his hand at him with a smile, and the man wanted to shout again, but the voice that suddenly came out was only: "Uh-.....uh-uh-ahh

The companions thought he was funny, and laughed even more.

However, there are not many sounds of making fun after all, and some people still have a cautious attitude, after all, there are still people in the rivers and lakes, with fluttering robes, and there are still swordsmen who seem to be weak, and they look at the long sword hanging on the bookshelf behind the scholar, as if confirming the guess, and nodding their heads.

"These rivers and lakes are reckless, Lu Gongzi doesn't have to care, many of them are the same as Zuo Mou at the beginning, few people know about the cultivators in the world. ”

"It's okay, Qianwei is going to fight by himself. ”

Lu Liangsheng found a seat and sat down, looked at the opposite side of the eight wooden stakes, a square-faced man wearing a black high hat and covering one of his eyes, he stopped talking, and asked Wang Ban to take the bookshelf and unfold the scroll as if he wanted to paint here.

"Lu Gongzi wants to make Zuo look better. ”

Zuo Zhengyang laughed and took a long knife behind his back and plunged it into the ground, only lifted the other with one hand, jumped to the stake, stepped on it with one foot, split the second stake with the other leg, and crossed the middle with the knife in one hand.

"A knife on the left is enough. ”

Putting on this posture is also convenient for himself to be drawn wisely, however, Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting there, sharpened the ink and drew it on the paper, which was the building of the government here.