Step on...

Step on the tread…

The robe was undulating, and Lu Liangsheng rushed through the stone steps, and there was a tribute platform on the rain prayer platform.

The scholar took out the ink block and crushed it, patted it on it, poured a little water, grinded his thumb directly, and looked back.

Below, the old donkey ran, as if dragging something. Zhu Ziyi was chasing him and was almost at the bottom of the rain prayer platform. A little further away, the voices of the city gate were chaotic. In order to calm the chaos of the people, the prefect almost killed his wife and the victims to eat together...

"As long as the rain comes, I don't know whether the Earth Demon Yin Fire can be broken..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped his thumb stained with ink, took a brush and dipped it on it.

"......At least, when the rain falls, they can see hope... and there will be no chaos in the people..."

Below the stone platform, the stone wall shook a little. Zhu Ziyi stepped on it and rushed to the platform with his sword. With the whisper of the scholar facing his back, he suddenly turned sideways and swung his wide sleeves.

"Get down!!"

In the sound of Lu Liangsheng's roar, the ink was pulled out of the tip of the pen and threw it out an arc in the air, condensed into solidity, instantly blocking Zhu Ziyi who rushed over. When the latter made a dodging move, the scholar's roar seemed to have a force that stagnated him for a moment.

"Confucianism……"

moment.

The moment the ink thread flew in and touched the other person's robe, it became soft like a rope, tied him tightly, and left the platform with endless energy.

Bang.

Smashed heavily on the ground.

The old donkey not far away stopped his hooves at the entrance of the stone steps, swayed his mane, and hummed and squirted thick air. The toad Taoist got up and kicked the donkey's hooves hard. He looked at the bound monk there, and then he let out a sigh and opened the toad's mouth with gloating.

"It feels bad to be tied up...hahaha..."

Flipping over the gourd behind him, his flippers stumbled on the ground, dragged the long tongue around him out, ran over excitedly, jumped up and jumped to Zhu Ziyi's chest, and pointed the mouth of the gourd at the other party.

"I called you, would you dare to agree?!"

"Toad Demon?"

Zhu Ziyi quickly closed his mouth and turned his head. The magic sword fell not far away and could not reach it with his hands. He twisted his body hard and struggled, but he didn't speak.

"That's my mother!"

The toad held the purple gold and black-patterned gourd and turned its head, with round bubbles bulging on both cheeks.

"The toad demon is also what you, the junior, should call me?!"

"Toad, what do you want to do..."

Zhu Ziyi quickly spoke, and the bottom of the round gourd hit him hard on the face.

Bang!

Bang!

"I told you not to speak, huh!"

The gourd was lifted and fell down, and blood splattered.

....

The movements coming from below did not affect the scholars on the high platform. The scroll unfolded from his hands, spread out and fell onto the tribute platform.

The green ink is a little bit on the white paper from the tip of the pen, and the magic power is poured into it, and the ink stains are produced, and the mountains are formed, and the plants and trees rise from the ground.

"I want the wind to come from the north and to touch people's hearts."

"...... I also need to be filled with clouds and water vapor."

The tip of the pen is followed by the slight opening of words, outlining the strong wind and the long clouds are rolling.

The distant city wall continued from behind, and the quiet crowd in front of them surged up. The woman holding the child was squeezed over. The child looked at his mother with blood in horror, crying loudly. In the crowd, the wind blew, and dust rolled into the sky.

Many people raised their arms to cover their mouths and noses and shouted.

"What a big wind...what's going on? Stop squeezing, step on people."

"Don't believe the words of the dog officials in the city..."

Different sounds were mixed, and at this moment, a loud bang exploded in the night sky. The originally noisy and chaotic movements completely quieted down.

"Oh my God, open your eyes and look at the people below..."

On the top of the city, the prefect, carrying a half-cut sword, cried out, his official robe shook in the wind, and his beard moved. He raised his round face to look at the dark sky, and a blue and white lightning flashed through his eyes.

"This...this is..."

Boom, another thunder rolled across the sky, and lightning passed through the clouds, illuminating the earth, reflecting shocked faces. "It's thunder..."

"Thunder."

Then, a heart-wrenching cry started shouting in the crowd.

"Thunder! God finally opened his eyes"

On the rain platform, the tip of the pen is still wandering, and countless crying words are heard in my ears. Every time I write, the clouds in the night sky spread out and thunder and lightning strikes.

In the blue and white light, the scholar's robe flew up, and the bright red slid across his mouth and nose, dripping onto the scroll.

Next…

Lu Liangsheng took a breath and suddenly held the pen in both hands, as if there was some invisible force to stop him from falling.

"...I don't like being an immortal..."

"I don't care about being an official either...I live in the world, I just want...I just want..."

The tip of the pen falls little by little, rain clouds roll, lightning and thunder, and the rain falling along the sky nourishes the earth.

Lu Liangsheng pressed his brush and kept falling down the decorative paper, and blood oozed out of his eyes and ears.

At some point.

The scroll suddenly spread into the sky in his hands.

"I just want to ask for fewer people on this side..."

...

Below the high platform, the toad Taoist riding on Zhu Ziyi's face stopped the gourd, something fell from the sky, and a wisp of white smoke came out on the ground.

“It’s raining?”

Taoist Toad remembered the words of his disciple before, and then realized... Thinking of this, he hurriedly jumped down and ran towards the rain platform.

"This bad guy... do you know if you are going to be struck by lightning?" The toad looked at the scholar on the platform and shouted.

Bang...

Slap sex...

The raindrops fell from the sky and fell on people. Sun Yingxian and Fajing subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky, and even the monks under Zhu Ziyi stopped.

Someone touched the water stains on his face and murmured: "It's over..."

Between his eyes, the land that had been drought for a long time was roaring, which was a sign that the fire was touched. Soon, the raindrops were connected to the heaven and the earth, and the heavy rain fell.

Crazy...

Countless victims under the city reached out to hold the rain falling from the sky, looking at the high platform illuminated by lightning, holding the lonely figure in the picture and burst into tears.

The dark figures knelt down one by one.

Up the city tower.

The prefect threw away the broken sword with a bang, raised his hands and bowed to the high platform.

"The Prefect of Liyang greets the people of Liangzhou on behalf of the people and thanks the great people for their survival!"

The mist evaporated between the earth, and the toads stepped onto the stone steps. As they ran and shouted, the clouds above Lu Liangsheng's head spun into whirlpools, and the blue and white electric light turned into fluorescent yellow and shone in the clouds.

"Liangsheng!!"

The toad shouted, but it was still several steps away. He jumped up. The scholar on the other side swayed and turned around, his nose, mouth, eyes and ears were covered in blood, and he was still laughing.

"Master...I succeeded."

At this moment, the sky was roaring loudly, and the fluorescent lightning broke through the vortex clouds and hit them.

There was something thrown out from the purple-gold black-patterned gourd in the jumping short body.

The moment when the sky thunder touches the gourd.

It was as if everything in the world was still for a moment. Then, the dazzling light was like a wave pushing away around with the rain platform as the center. The falling rain water was twisted in an instant and stopped for a while.

The entire platform burst inch by inch, and the bricks and stones shattered and splashed everywhere.

In the strong light, the scholar's figure flew out and hit the crowd with a bang, forcing a gully, his body and robe were charred, and he lay motionless on the ground.

Among the broken bricks not far away, Taoist Toad pushed away the wreckage and crawled out, looking at the apprentice in front of the crowd, his lips trembled slightly.

"Liangsheng..."
To be continued...