The dormitory was brightly lit, and in the curtain, the bedding on the bed rose and fell gently, and Chen Jing slept quietly, occasionally scratching his face, turning in one direction and breathing slightly.

Call.....

The moment the tent flickered, the burning lamps went out, the dormitory was plunged into darkness, and the huge silhouette of a black shadow seeped in through the gaps in the window lattice, meandering against the wall to the head of the bed.

The shadows of the tentacles and the shadows of the mouthparts danced and closed, leaning down from the wall, staring at the sleeping face of the young man below.

Hiss~~~

A sound of inhaling between the teeth, the tent yarn was absorbing towards the black shadow, perhaps feeling cold, Chen Jing moved twice uncontrollably in the quilt, his head on the wooden pillow swayed left and right, and the whole person seemed to be in a nightmare.

On his body, wisps of pale yellow qi slowly poked out of the air from the young man's body, and was leaving his body, passing through the light veil of the curtain, and entering the outline of the black shadow at the moment-

Something lit up at the end of the hanging bed, and the green light bloomed out, and the emerald jade pendant suddenly twisted a few times, and the two jade carp on it rolled their eyes, and the fish tail swayed.

Laugh at!

It was as if the sound of water pouring into boiling oil exploded in the hall, and the blue light hit the black shadow on the wall at the head of the bed, filling the room with a foul smell.

'Uh.....uh.....'

On the bed, Chen Jing frowned, struggled hard, and suddenly shouted "ah-", opened his eyes, and sat up from the bed.

A gust of wind in the hall returned, the curtain was rolled up, the window opened suddenly, the black shadow quickly spread out, and in the room, the blue and cold light dimmed, and fell to the ground together with the two carp swimming in mid-air.

Outside the palace, a series of footsteps came running, and the guards pushed open the door of the palace and rushed in.

"Prince!"

Immediately after, more people ran around the dormitory, screaming.

"Hurry up, protect the prince!" "Look at the window on the side of the palace!"

"I saw something running out—"

"Chase!"

In a loud shout, the clattering armor leaves and scabbards collided, the guards of the East Palace and the guards of the Praetorian Guards ran with torches, and someone found a strange place, and was following behind with his companions, and there was a faint Sanskrit sound coming from the attic with lights not far away.

"Missing ......"

"Isn't it a dazzled mistake? This seems to be a place to protect the country, and idle people can't go in. ”

"Then ..... look elsewhere. ”

The guards with a few knives looked left and right for a while, and then went to look elsewhere.

There was a lit attic, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed, and in the light, a black shadow swam up against the wall, slipped into it through the window, and turned into a puff of smoke into the back of the old monk.

"Lu Liangsheng!"

Pudu Cihang opened his eyes, his eerie voice squeezed out of his lips, and every window vibrate, and after a while, outside the door, a maid with a black robe and skirt spoke.

"Qi Yu Fazhang, among the civil and military officials, there is one less person. ”

"Who?"

Min Changwen. ”

"Send someone to arrest him back, and this Dharma Abbot will personally overtake his anger. ”

.......

In the dormitory of the East Palace, the lights were lit again.

Chen Jing's face was covered with sweat, he gasped for breath, his panicked gaze wandered, sweeping over the guards standing with knives around him, and finally his eyes fell on a piece of Pisces Hanzhu pendant on the ground.

"This is Mr. Lu's jade pendant, and he just saved my ......"

As soon as the low groan came out, the jade pendant made a soft sound, as if it had completed its mission, and it was broken in two in front of everyone.

The mana above dissipates.

Hundreds of miles away to the south, in the mountains surrounded by darkness, in the small courtyard of the mountain village, the sleeping young man suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked at the north facing the window lattice.

"Hahahu......"

On the side of the pillow, the sleeping toad snored one by one, and the frog scratched Bai Huahua's belly, sat up, saw the back standing in front of the window, yawned, and smacked his lips.

"Liangsheng, what's wrong?"

"The centipede made a move. ”

Lu Liangsheng said lightly, waved his hand and brushed the oil lamp on the desk, and the bean-sized flame lit up to illuminate the whole room, picking up the unfinished paintings before.

In the scroll on the wall, Nie Honglian poked her head out, rubbed her eyes, looked curiously at the scholar who set up an easel in the room, and floated to sit down next to the toad.

"Master Toad, what is Childe going to do?"

The toad yawned again and lay down, flipped his belly, and waved his flippers: "Ready to fight that centipede goblin...... Sleep, sleep. ”

"Oh. Hong Lian got up and walked softly to the desk, helping to polish the ink, and the scholar over there tore off the white cloth that covered it and hung it at the end of the bed.

Lu Liangsheng sat down in front of the painting, even though he was uneasy, but now it was too far away, and it was useless, and he said in his ear, "Childe." Hong Lian handed over the inkstone.

He took a breath, suppressed his irritability, reached out to take the wolf's hair, dipped it in ink, and continued to write on "The Soul Burial of the Soul of Hades", embellishing the details of the background.

It's different from painting with mana before.

This time, almost every stroke of Lu Liangsheng infiltrated his spiritual qi and mana into the painting, as if he was in a small world in his body.

The dark red and sticky river of blood wiped away the green and tender grass, and on the contrary, added strangely shaped stones, waved his hand to the dead woods in the distance, and the bald and bloody-eyed corpse birds stood in the treetops, making a wow-hissing sound.

'Gloom Demon!'

Lu Liangsheng's fingers poked out his wide sleeves, and he drew the 'ghost' seal inscription in the air, thinking in his heart, the yin wind was whistling and blowing, and as the cold gathered, the blood and yellow soil on the ground surged little by little, and the dense arms and heads broke out of the ground.

"Hiss ..... roar ....."

"Woo woo....."

The ghosts of the dead trees and old forests cried endlessly, and the silhouettes of nothingness floated out from inside, floating around Lu Liangsheng, and the wind was gusting......

It's time for the next step. ’

Holding back the discomfort of being in the netherworld, Lu Liangsheng's fingers sped up, and one by one the seals appeared in the air, flying into the hands of the mutilated demons, skeletons, and ghosts, and the magic light condensed, turning into something completely abrupt from the surroundings.

- Musical instruments.

Suona, gongs, cymbals, snare drums, flutes, pipa......

"It's done. ”

Lu Liangsheng exhaled a breath of turbidity, his consciousness had returned to the room, and he didn't know how long it had been, and the sky outside had been clouded and bright.

The scholar put down his pen and looked at the demon skeleton holding various musical instruments on the painting, and with a flick of his fingers, the mana flew to the painting!

The clouds on the painting swam away, and in the light of the red blood sun, the dead tree monster bird spread its wings and hissed, and flew away from the branches and circled in the air.

Dense skeletons and ghosts roared, lifting the instrument in their hands, and then ...... Blow.

The miserable and desolate mourning music came out of the painting, resounded in the room, and the sleeping toad seemed to recall the past, and suddenly cried out.

Covering her ears, she quickly floated into the painting, stretched out her hand to grab the lower end of the painting, pulled it up, and rolled up and closed the whole painting.

A sad and sad voice came out of the room, as if it were a charming mind, and there was a commotion from the roof, and the Taoist climbed down from the roof and staggered in the courtyard.

Seeing this scene, Lu Liangsheng hurriedly withdrew his mana from the painting, the hell in the painting was still, and the sad and disturbing vocal music also came to an abrupt end.

The toad on the bed opened his eyes, sat up, blinked in confusion, and touched the corners of his eyes.

"Why is the old man crying.....

Hurry up and wipe away the tears with the web, let people see, isn't it a joke old man!

The Taoist in the courtyard also looked around in confusion, and he somehow came to the courtyard, raised his eyes and looked at the roof, and broke out in a cold sweat.

.....'s mother, Ben Dao has nocturnal disease?

In the other two rooms, Li Jinhua walked out wearing a piece of clothing, saw the Taoist in the courtyard, and asked:

"Who's dead?"

Lu Laoshi followed behind and poked his head out of the door frame: "How much is the courtesy?"

.......

In the room, Lu Liangsheng collected his mind, and the vocal music on the painting did not have any effect on him, but he was a little shocked when he painted this painting for the first time.

"If you exert a little mana during the Jindan period, you will have such power?"

If he acts, he may really be able to compete with the Dharma Abbot's life-seeking Sanskrit sound, but by the way, just painting is not enough.

Thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng picked up the scroll, blew on it, the ink dried instantly, and he quickly rolled it up in his hand, and said to the parents in the courtyard: "I have something to go out for." He went straight out of the fence courtyard and went up to Qixia Mountain in the west of the village in one breath.

Saluted to the tombstone of the teacher, bypassing the eight magic swords that were still resonating, Lu Liangsheng walked to Lao Song, faced the blowing wind, shook off the sleeves of his robe, and bowed down with the scroll.

"I will lend you two branches for one use, and I will return them when I have the opportunity to return them in the future. ”

In the mountain wind, the old pine gently shook the branches and leaves, rustling softly, and the leaves floated like snowflakes around the scholars who bowed their hands.

Smack....smack.....

With two crisp sounds, two pine branches dragged the leaves and fell in front of the scholar.

This old pine has been standing on the cliff of Qixia Mountain for hundreds of years, when Lu Taigong was a child, the old pine was like this, not to mention that this aura converged, so that the hundred-year-old tree had a little consciousness is also in Lu Liang's business.

"Thank you very much!"

After another salute, Lu Liangsheng picked up the pine branches on the ground, wiped the thin leaves on the side branches with his fingers, removed the excess branches, and then spread them in the palm of his hand, the two pine branches rotated out of thin air, and the rough bark on them peeled off inch by inch.

"It's almost, but it's a pity that it's not a magical natal magic weapon......"

Lu Liangsheng tossed it in his hand: "Let's deal with that centipede essence first." ”