"Please go upstairs, five guests."

The shop guy trotted over and wiped the scholar's table next to him, invited Sun Yingxian who was going upstairs and four people behind him to sit down.

"Now there is nothing to eat in the store, so let's do it for a few customers."

Next to the Taoist, there seemed to be a middle-aged man among the four. He waved his hand slightly, asked the waiter to go down, look at the scholar opposite, and smiled and raised his hand.

"Longtou Mountain, Zhu Ziyi."

The other three also surrendered their names.

Sun Yingxian held a chopstick and sat opposite Lu Liangsheng, turned his face to the side, and glanced at the four people he brought there.

"Old Lu, these four are all fellow practitioners!"

The scholar nodded, and while looking at the four people there, he brushed his sleeves away and stood up and bowed.

"Lu Liangsheng, Qixia Mountain, have met you seniors."

The few people nodded, as if they were quite satisfied with the scholar's word "senior". Zhu Ziyi, who was in charge, smiled and raised his hand to press it.

"Since you are a fellow practitioner, don't pay too much attention to the secular style."

As the Taoist slapping the chopsticks on his head, Lu Liangsheng greeted them for a while, and then asked about asking about the rain.

The middle-aged monk curled his fingers and tapped them twice on the corner of the table, sighing.

"The way of heaven has no eyes. We waited for more than thirty times to ask for rain, but we didn't even drop a drop, but we spent all our magic power. We watched thousands of creatures die in front of us... Alas, the creatures are in trouble..."

These four people have passed the foundation building realm. After saying this, Lu Liangsheng could feel the heavy weight. Along the way, the victims moved, starving people were everywhere, and the good people turned into evil ghosts.

After a moment of silence, Lu Liangsheng frowned and rubbed his fingertips lightly. Thinking of a possibility, hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"If so, can I use magic power to drive away the rain?"

Speaking of this, the monk named Zhu Ziyi was slightly stunned, then he laughed, got up and walked to the guardrail, and looked outside.

"This severe drought in the northwest is a natural disaster. We can only ask for rain. If we use magic power to force clouds and rain, it will be a defiance of the heavens. At that time, thunder disasters will be lost. If the light is lost, the cultivation will become a waste of people, and the heavy is scattered and the body will be broken and splashed."

After the words stopped, he turned his head to look at the scholar, and continued with a smile:

"The matter of asking for rain will continue, but there are more important things to be done at the moment."

Lu Liangsheng also stood up and bowed to the four of them.

"If you dare to ask what it is, you must do your best if you can use it."

As soon as these words came out, all four of them laughed, one of them got up and said, "In recent times, the number of people among the victims has been lost from time to time..."

"Is it the child and the woman who lost it?" Lu Liangsheng suddenly opened his mouth and inserted it in, "But a big monk?"

"That's right! It seems that Tongdao Lu had already seen him when he came."

Zhu Ziyi turned his eyes from the scholar to the street scene outside, with his hands behind him.

"For several months, the children and women among the victims outside the city often disappeared, without seeing people in their lives, and without seeing corpses in their lives. Among the four of me, there are fellow Taoists who are good at summoning and seeking souls, but no matter what, they cannot find the soul of the missing person..."

As the story goes, Lu Liangsheng roughly understood what happened. The fat monk was alone. At first he thought he was also coming to the northwest to ask for rain or save the victims, but he did not want to steal the children or even women from the victims one after another.

After discovering it, the monks fought with each other and forced the monk away, but they did not suffer any serious damage. Later, the fat monk became more cautious. As long as there was a little negligence here, the child would be lost.

While talking, Zhu Ziyi suddenly stretched out his hand and spread it out, and a paper crane in the sky fell in his palm.

Did something happen?

Lu Liangsheng and Sun Yingxian looked at each other, and in the aftermath of the light, the other three monks on the adjacent table gradually calmed down.

Over there, Zhu Ziyi destroyed the paper crane in his palm and turned around.

"Go out of the city!"

Immediately, they rushed to the opposite roof in a row on the second floor. The other three bowed to the scholar and rushed out.

Sure enough, something happened.

Lu Liangsheng left a few cents of rice and chased him with the Taoist, stepping across the roof with green tiles, flying and asking, "What happened to the four seniors?"

"The evil monk is here again!"

Zhu Ziyi in front said, and his body jumped in the air turned into a black shadow, disappeared above the city wall, and instantly came outside the city.

At this moment, Lu Liangsheng no longer asked more questions. He did his best to leap and lightly, and he did his tricks in one go. He jumped off the city wall and followed the four people in front of him to a hill. From a distance, the edge of the victims showed chaos, and some people cried loudly.

"It's a sin... I'll give it back to my child."

"I saw the child just now, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"Everyone help me find it!!"

....

The man shouted, and in the chaos, two or three figures rushed out of the crowd and came to the hillside. Within a few steps, the man had already reached the forefront. When he saw Lu Liangsheng and Taoist, he was stunned for a moment, ready to arch his hand, quickly put it down, and spoke in a low voice.

"The companion in the ambush victim injured the monk, but he still let him kidnap two children and escape."

"Hmph, he can't walk far!"

Zhu Ziyi's palm was out of the sleeve of the robe, and his fingertips quickly wrote and painted on it. He waved it outwards, and a light red aura followed him away.

"Go and chase him!"

"Stop it all."

Lu Liangsheng couldn't help but speak and raised his hand at Zhu Ziyi.

"Since my companions and I are here, why not follow you here and help me."

On the other side, the middle-aged man nodded and looked at the scholar, then looked at the few people there, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, one more person will have more effort. I wonder if you two can do the way to rush?"

Seeing Lu Liangsheng nodding, Zhu Ziyi no longer stopped him and reminded the people on his side. Then he said something to the scholar and the Taoist priest.

"Divid it into two ways and intercept the monk. If he can capture the alive, he must be taken back for interrogation. After the cultivation level is abolished, he will be handed over to the government for disposal."

"That's exactly what it means!"

The scholar bowed and said.

After saying that, he formed a journey with the other three, along the southeast of Liyang, climbing mountains and ridges with the light red aura. His light body and his light martial arts were no worse than the Taoist's magical technique. The forests and wild mountains were blurred and disappeared in sight.

Step by step…..

As he ran his feet and lifted up fallen leaves, he suddenly stopped his body when he passed through the forest ahead. Lu Liangsheng listened with his ears and shouted through the dusk like a bronze bell.

Taoist and three monks sent by Zhu Ziyi came from the side.

"You heard it?"

"On there!" Lu Liangsheng lowered his voice.

The valley looked at the wind roaring, like the loud bang of thunder in the sunny and drought, exploded one after another.

For a moment, four rolls of dust flew.

boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

Several figures passed through the splashing loess mud and sand like ghosts. The palms had a sense of virtual reality, condensed into a ball and went ahead.

The fierce wind roared, and the figure in the yellow monk's robe was tall and fat, like Maitreya, Dan Shu had no fearless magic seal, and released the big yellow cloth bag in his hand.

"Om!"

In dusk, the Buddha's name was like a bell, rolling and dispersing.

In an instant, a faint golden light appeared on his fat body, and the soil under his feet burst into pieces, and like a huge rock flying, it hit the figure that came first. The other two people who rushed over were wiped off the side.

The body flew backwards in an instant, one person hit the tree, the big tree broke and fell in the waist, and the other person hit the mountain wall, blood oozed out, leaving a human-shaped scarlet red on the mountain wall, and the body slowly slid down, softening into a pile of rotten meat.

The last person who was hit on the front was tied up and was held in his hand by the monk, and then... suddenly hit the ground.

Bang!

The ground was sunken, showing a big pit, and the man was still alive, and he was breathing violently and he was struggling to spit out half of his sentence:

"Pray for fire will not be released..."

The ankle tightened, and the man broke before he finished speaking. His body was grabbed by the monk and dragged it up again. He drew an arc in the air, landed on the other side, and smashed it hard to the ground.

The earth and rocks splashed, smashing into the pit and dragging it up again, throwing it through the air, and smashing it hard to the previous place.

"roll!"

The monk kicked him away with a kick, and then threw him on the ground and rolled around for several times before stopping. The monk's clothes were damaged and he vomited blood, and he had long lost his shape.

The fat monk covered a wound on his shoulder that was wet with blood. He spitted and turned around and grabbed the swollen and twisted cloth bag. When he reached out to grab the sound of stones rolling behind him.

His face was shaking with flesh a few times, and when he turned around, he saw a scholar, a Taoist and two monks coming over. His eyes were full of fierceness.

"Fat monk... so cruel?!"

The Taoist looked at the corpse on the ground. Even though he had an expression that was not concerned about anything, he felt palpitations in his heart at the moment.
To be continued...