Bangbang~~Bangbang~~

The sound of the buzzing sounded faintly in the streets and alleys of the city. Lu Liangsheng listened to the howling of the Han Mansion, drooped his eyes, held the scroll of painting and turned around and left, and walked on the street. It was late at night, and there were basically no pedestrians. Occasionally, there were restaurants and brothels, and the quiet sound of drinking and singing songs came from the brothels.

The city became quiet, with a thin mist filled with the sound of suona and gongs spreading away. There was no sound at this moment when the dogs and dogs in the streets and alleys were hiding in the nest with their tails and sobbing and dared not come out.

Only when he heard the monotonous footsteps passing on the street and the beast's perception came out, he walked around the restless nest with a rope. Lu Liangsheng walked across the street alone, and the streets behind him became a little angry.

Soon, I returned to Furong Pool and stood on a high platform not far from the lake. Rows of soldiers surrounded by weapons, with white towels tied to the handle of the spearhead. When the night wind blew, it looked like graves floating in the wind.

Seeing the figures coming from afar, they shouted, dragging their armor and half-kneeled down: "Go to the national teacher!"

Lu Liangsheng said "yes", and walked straight between them, walked up the stone steps step by step, and came to the altar on the stage. He lit the three long incense sticks of heaven, earth and man, inserted it away from the incense burner. The night breeze blew across his clothes, his hair and beard, and flew and danced.

"Sacrificing to the gods and ghosts in all directions of heaven and earth, there is a person named Han Qiaohu who has made outstanding achievements and is powerful in the world. I will ask Hou Tu to give him the position of the gods in the underworld!"

The sound fell, and he grabbed the talisman paper on the stage, and when he was clamped on his fingertips, it ignited the flames. Lu Liangsheng shouted: "Here is the soul!"

The talisman paper burning with flames was thrown away from the night sky, and swept away with the wind, turning into spots of Mars floating around. The soldiers under the high platform immediately pulled down the white cloth on the iron helmet to cover their eyes. For a moment, in the forest in front of Wanshou Temple, the reeds beside the hibiscus pool roared, and ripples were rippling on the water surface. The old dragon felt the lantern-like light from the bottom of the lake, looking towards the shore.

The streets in the distance were sounding suona, and the gongs were playing. The soldiers under the high platform heard the sound and had goose bumps and climbed up to the back of their necks. Someone was trembling all over. Subconsciously pulled down a white scarf wrapped around his eyes. In the afterglow, he saw a team wearing a red robe and a white hat carrying a sedan chair and playing weird vocal music rising and falling towards this side.

"Cover your eyes quickly, don't look!" A companion next to him whispered, and the soldier woke up and hurriedly raised his hand to push the crooked white towel up and closed his eyes again.

The next moment, a cold rushing on his body made everyone chill.

The strange vocal music ended abruptly, and the surroundings fell into silence. In the team from afar, figures stood still. The curtain was lifted in the middle of the sedan chair, and Han Qinhu walked out. When he looked at the high platform, Lu Liangsheng, who was standing on it, nodded, took out the seal from his sleeve, and spread it in his palm.

"Han Qinhu, a native of Dongyuan, the son of Han Xiong, the general of the Northern Zhou cavalry, pacified the Northern Qi and destroyed the Chen Kingdom. He made outstanding achievements and promoted to the Shangzhu Kingdom. The general, his life is over. I will be remembered by his virtues in the Yang world, and will advance! The king of the Yin Palace."

The sound rang through the night sky. Lu Liangsheng held the seal and turned his eyes to the bottom. Han Qinhu raised his hands and bowed slowly. The moment when he bowed, the divine light of Kongtong Seal was intertwined and bloomed. The old man who bowed and bowed was showing four crowns on his head, and the green jade bead curtain sounded.

"Han Qinhu, thank you!"

The old man stood up straight, the mourning clothes he was wearing faded in the light, turned into a king's robe with black background and gold patterns. He had a tablet on his hands, and the words "Yan Luo" were engraved on it.

Han Qinhu did not rush to go down to the Netherworld. He looked at the robe and tablet, pursed his lips and whispered: "National Master, can I take a look at Chang'an again?"

Going down to the Netherworld Palace, it will be difficult to get up again. At most, I will look at the world on the Reincarnation Platform. Lu Liangsheng nodded, stretched out his hand and rolled away the magic power, and slowly rose up. The soldiers, lake water, and Wanshou Temple gradually descended from their sight. Han Qinhu held the tablet and stood in the night sky. He turned around and looked at the dark buildings with occasional lights, and the brightly lit imperial city in the distance.

A smile appeared on his face, and he nodded a few times, and tears flowed down his face.

"From here, the country I have captured with the late emperor is so beautiful."

The old man slowly turned back and bowed down with his stern: "Today is the most time I have ever paid my respects, and it is also the most willing one. National Master, Chang'an and His Majesty will entrust you."

"There is no responsibilities."

Lu Liangsheng on the high platform responded and saluted to the old man in the air. The two bowed to each other in a complicated mood in the night wind.

Hahaha!

After a moment, Han Qinhu got up and laughed, waved his hand away, and seemed to be back to the general who was the world, with a heroic aura.

He yelled in the direction of the palace: "Your Majesty! I'm leaving!"

In the night sky, the old man who was as heroic as before lit up a divine light, dragged a light tail and fell straight to the ground, instantly disappeared on the surface, leaving only a little dust floating.

In Chang'an Imperial City, Yang Guang stood in the highest attic in the palace, looking at the direction of the Furong Pool in the distance. In the darkness, a divine light rose and fell down and disappeared. He raised his sleeves silently in the wind, arched his hands heavily, and bowed to the other side.

After a while, he calmed down and turned around, his steps were a little sloppy, and he asked his close servants to support him before he went down the stairs.

"Your Majesty, you'd better take a break tonight. You haven't had a look for two days. Even if there is a big deal, you have to take care of your health before you can handle political affairs."

"I am not sleepy and can't sleep. I will lead the way and go back to the study first. There should be more news outside."

In front of the palace guards were walking in the dark, guarding him, the emperor pushed away the eunuch who was helping him, straightened his chest as soon as he left the door, his face was majestic, but his eyes were covered with bloodshot and his tiredness was unconcealed.

The news of rebellion from outside was that the Chinese military officials in the court thought they were just some bandits who could fight. Only the emperor knew that those were all the gods that the national master said were possessed by the mortals, and ordinary soldiers and generals were no match for them at all. They were arrogant all the way and attacked the city and the village. It would not take long to fight to Chang'an, which made him sleep.

Pushing open the door of the study room, memorials piled up on the dragon table, moths next to them kept hitting the lampshade, puff puff puff puff... Yes, the sound was heard in my ears. At some point, it seemed like the collision of swords, guns, swords and halberds. In the swaying firelight, there was a picture of golden swords, iron horses coming to my face.

The skylight rose to the clouds, the hot and restless air, and the soldiers spread across people's vision.

Fighting and shouting, the blade waving to the top of the city.

Countless arrows intersected in the sky.

The general with divine light split a bloody road, and the big flag with the word "Li" was written on it fell down, and fell down the city wall. After a moment, countless steps ran and hit the city gate.

boom!

The thick city gate was concave inward, and the dust shook down from the city tower, and crossed the word "Taiyuan" on the wall.
Chapter completed!