The figure kneeling on the ground trembled, slowly raised his face, and looked at the Lu classmate sitting in front of the easel with an expression of disbelief.

Weird.....

Some of these words are just in the grotesque text, and I once thought that Aunt Xia wore gold and silver, and it may be that the concubine in the official eunuch next door to the pavilion sneaked over for a private meeting.....

The breeze swept through the willows, the slightly swaying willow branches swept across the easel, Lu Liangsheng stopped his pen, looked at Jin Huai'an, who was stunned, raised his sleeves slightly, and the scholar opposite only felt that his body was light and fluttering, as if he was sitting on the clouds, floating up.

"Immortal ..... Immortal Law ......"

Jin Huai'an looked at Lu Liangsheng who was holding a pen opposite in a daze, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't say a complete word, and Lu Liangsheng put down the wolf with a smile, got up and patted him on the shoulder, the latter came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, followed in small steps, looking at the scenery of Jinhu near and far, and then heard Lu Liangsheng's voice.

“....... You said that Aunt Xia and I have never met, but it took a lot of effort to make you come to me. ”

Lu Tong...... Mr. Lu. When Jin Huai'an heard the word 'Aunt Xia', he subconsciously shrunk his neck, unconsciously changed his name, and said with some hesitation: "That Aunt Xia is really a monster?"

Lu Liangsheng stroked the fence standing on the shore of the lake, turned his head to look at him, smiled and looked at the sparkling water, put his hand behind him, and walked slowly along the shore.

"The Jinhu family she asked you to talk about is actually hinting to you that her family is in this Jinhu, and now she knows that she is afraid?"

Jin Huai'an, who was two steps behind, was silent, his hand kept clenching into a fist, as if he was struggling for something, and lowered his voice: "What kind of spirit change is she, can Mr. Lu tell me?"

"Does it matter what the spirit is?"

Jin Huai'an was stunned for a long time and nodded, "It's really not important." Immediately, he quickly chased after him, revealing a resolute gaze, arched his hand and bowed: "Mr. Lu, I actually wavered just now, but ...... I really can't bear it, whether it's a demon or a human, I have a husband and wife with Aunt Xia, I don't want to see her die, I know that the relationship with Mr. is still shallow, but I still want to beg Mr. to let her and her family go, if possible, I am willing to bear it for her!"

Knowing Knowing –

The last cicadas of golden autumn hissed on the lakeside, the old donkey under the creeping willows arched the swaying willow branches, the annoying cicadas chirped, the gentle lake breeze, and the creeping toads in the bookshelf smacked their lips and yawned.

In the distant pavilion, men and women laughed, and occasionally did not forget the scholar who was painting there, so I glanced at it, and saw the scholar who painted and the person who looked like another scholar standing by the lake and looking at each other, and I couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Hey, the opposite side of the painting seems to be Mr. Jin from our county hall, it turns out that they are still acquainted. ”

"Listening to the accent just now, the scholar who painted seems to be from Tianzhi's side, so it's not surprising that he is familiar with it. ”

In the gazebo, a woman said curiously, "...... Why didn't the two of them move? ”

A voice laughed nearby.

"I can't say that the two of them cherish each other, I can't help it, haha!"

The moment when the water waves of Jinhu Lake flowed, the sound of cicadas, the fish swimming through the lotus leaves, and the liveliness of the pavilion in the distance gathered, the sentence "...... Take it for her!" At the same time, Lu Liangsheng's eyes were calm, and he replied in a low voice: "You can't afford it." ”

With that, he turned around and walked back to the easel.

"Your Aunt Xia, is the family of this lake demon, everything is waiting for me to arrest the first demon, and then make a decision, don't say more about this matter, you go back, by the way, tell that Aunt Xia, don't waste your efforts, this Jiangnan Wutong god and evil wind, I am in charge, no one can do it!"

.......

It's hard for anyone to come!

.......

The iron-like tone rarely came out of the scholar's mouth, and he also took the action of cutting [the eighth district].

On the shore on the other side of the Golden Lake, the Taoist with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks took out a few yellow talismans and pressed them with stones around the temple with the plaque of the 'Golden Dragon King'.

Dozens of thick ropes, tense in the neighing of the war horse, twisted out the 'squeak' friction sound, the next second, a loud bang, the temple with a huge roof collapsed in the earthen wall, collapsed, smashed the dragon king clay sculpture on the altar.

Sun Yingxian was in high spirits and waved his big hand: "Go!

On the shore of the lake, the horses' hooves shook, rolling up smoke and dust and galloping along the shore.

........

Zhizhi ~~ Zhizhi Zhizhi ~~~

The annoying hissing of the autumn cicadas, the faint rumbling noise in the distance, Jin Huai'an stood in place, knowing that he had no power to bind the chicken, and there was no reason to speak of it, his face was red and silent for a while, and he arched his hand to the scholar who was sitting on the easel, and left with a disgraced face.

....... How to tell Aunt Xia?

When he sighed melancholy, the surrounding wind, birds, and water waves seemed to have disappeared, and Jin Huai'an, who was walking quickly to the side of the road, suddenly raised his face and looked at the bright autumn sun, which gradually became gloomy in the field of vision, and a large black cloud swam along the end of the sky, quickly covering the sun.

"What's going on?"

Jin Huai'an turned around and muttered, the sky roared loudly, a thunder rolled across the sky, and a lightning bolt struck down from the clouds at the bottom of his eyes, crossing the gazebo in the distance, only to hear the frightened screams of the talented and beautiful women who were still laughing and laughing before.

Whew-

The wind was blowing, the grass and trees along the shore were swinging wildly, the big waves were on the lake, and the water splashed two feet high, in front of the easel, the green silk broke away from the bun and stroked in the wind, Lu Liangsheng did not pay attention to the sudden changes around him, his arm waved, and the tip of the pen was still embellished with details of the scenery here on the canvas.

"Childe. ”

Hong Lian expressed worry in the painting scroll, as a yin ghost who has received incense, he is quite sensitive to the mana with incense, and the scholar over there looked at the painting intently, and just said softly: "It's okay, don't worry." ”

However, the men and women in the pavilion in the distance were blown by the wind in their clothes and hair buns, and they didn't even have time to step on their feet, and they were knocked into the stone fence by the wind, screaming in pain, and some of them were holding the pavilion pillars, and inadvertently swept in the direction of the time, and the scholar who painted seemed to be unaffected was sitting there, still continuing to paint, and couldn't help shouting.

"That son, hurry up, the wind is blowing!"

“...... Or come and take shelter, hey, it's windy!!"

The man who shouted suddenly deflected and smashed on his companion, and at that moment, one of the women who was being escorted suddenly shouted, and her tone was terrifying.

"Look, there's an old man over there!"

"I think I'm going to the scholar. ”

The rest of the people hugged each other, or pulled the stone railing pavilion pillar to look at the woman's gaze, and in the whining and whistling wind, a tall old man, wearing a gold silk and blue bottom open-collared gown, with a thick and snow-white beard, slowly walked across the shore of the lake with his hands in his hands.

After a while, he walked past the scholar who was painting, sat down on the bluestone bench next to him, put his hands on his knees, and looked at the bottom of his eyes with moisture.

Lu Liangsheng stopped the pen in his hand, raised his gaze, and met the other party's gaze.

"If it rains a little more, Your Excellency will be even more imposing, right, Golden Dragon King. ”

The old man propped his knees, leaned forward slightly, his beard stroked softly in the wind, and grinned: "This king has no duty to rain, and he does not dare to rain and dew at will, but Your Excellency destroyed my temple for no reason, why?"

"Then why did you protect the five gods and fool the villagers?"

In front of the easel, the wind between the two was isolated, and the four eyes that looked at each other began to flicker frequently as the words stirred up the wind and thunder.