"Mr. Min, no!"

Zuo Zhengyang hugged his arm and shouted against the wall. Min Changwen, who was stepping out of the door, looked at him and pursed his lips tightly.

"I don't want my old friends to not even have an inscription, you don't want to?"

The wind blew in the open door. Zuo Zhengyang, who was originally trying to persuade him, closed his mouth, looked at the scholar over there, and turned his head silently.

"Yes, okay, Zuo will not say a word about today."

Lu Liangsheng raised his hand and arched at him: "Thank you Zuo Qianwei." After that, he walked out of the courtyard with Shangshu Min. When the gatekeeper saw the master and scholar come out, he hurriedly opened the gate of the courtyard and retreated to one side.

"Ryosen is leaving now."

When the two of them came out of Min's mansion, they saw the Taoist waiting outside the door and an old donkey. Min Changwen was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting that there were others there.

"Hehe, what's your expression, do you remember me?" The Taoist was not polite and bowed casually.

Min Changwen laughed a little and still bowed to him. The old donkey kicked his hooves a few times and hummed twice, as if reminding him that he was also an "acquaintance".

"Who is there?!"

Just as the three of them gathered together, a group of soldiers patrolling saw a strange situation here, carrying weapons and wearing armor and slapped.

"I am Min Changwen, the Minister of Personnel, and you can recognize me!"

"Uh... it's really Shangshu Min. I've met Shangshu."

The two officials in the leader quickly bowed and glanced alertly at the figure wearing a hat next to him, the Taoist and the old donkey, and waved to lead the team away.

The footsteps were gone, and Lu Liangsheng just raised his face. The reason for doing this was that he was unwilling to let Min Changwen be implicated. The three of them stopped greetings and took the Shangshu and used the invisible magic spell to go straight to the north of the city.

The clear moon hangs high, and the clouds slowly move.

Wow—

The crows perched on the branches and made a few creeping night crys. As the crackling sound of the dead branches broke, their red eyes blinked, and there were three figures below. Behind them, a donkey walked through the desolate forest and left the woods. With the cold moonlight, you could see piles of graves spreading.

"This is the cemetery in the northern suburbs." Min Changwen's voice sighed among the three of them.

Lu Liangsheng loosened the reins and walked among the weed graves. Many graves were covered with wild animals, and the bones inside were exposed. Some were buried in the grass. You could see the straw mats exposed outside and there were just dug holes. I thought that before I could bury people in, the body was still lying on one side.

The scholar closed his eyes, raised his hand lightly, waved his magic power to send the corpse and the hay mat into the pit.

"Old Sun, do a favor and bury this man in the soil."

"You... ordered me again."

Sun Yingxian moved his mouth, but he still used the Taoist method of controlling soil, removed the loose soil around him little by little, and buried the body.

On the other side, Min Changwen took the scholar to the front, stopped in the middle, and squatted down at the largest grave in front of him.

"Mr. Shuhua, your student is here."

Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes, endured the discomfort in his heart, and whispered: "Shangshu Min, get out of here."

Facing the grave, he raised his hands, and the soil on the grave suddenly shook. In Min Changwen's eyes, the pair of raised hands split left and right, and the soil in the grave suddenly cracked and surged upward like a stream of water. In a moment, a coffin was pushed up by the moving soil.

After seeing the invisible wall technique, Min Changwen could somewhat suppress the amazement in his heart. Looking at the coffin, his voice was choked.

"I don't want my old friend's body to be destroyed by wild animals, so I used some money to bribe the burial person and secretly replace it."

"The teacher of the Liangsheng thanked Shangshu Min."

Lu Liangsheng suppressed his emotions, bowed to Min Changwen and thanked him. He walked to the coffin, stroked his hand on it, and his Adam's apple rolled sourly, and he called out in an extremely low voice.

"Ryosheng is back to see you."

Then, his palm hit the side of the coffin with his other hand, and held the edge of the lower body with his other hand, lifted up the coffin containing Shuhua Gong and resisted it on his shoulder!

"Mr., do you want to overlook this city? Liangsheng takes you there."

Before Min Changwen could react, Lu Liangsheng carried the coffin, kicked his feet, and jumped into the moonlight in the sky. The Taoist who had just buried his body slapped the dust in his hands when he heard the sound of flying in the air, looking at the figure floating high by the moonlight from afar.

"Hey, Lao Lu!"

"Lu Liangsheng!! I'm running away now?"

The resounding sound echoed in the night wind. In the howling wind, the soldiers on the city wall heard the sound of Wood Industry shaking and impacting, and looked up one after another, and saw a figure carrying a long thing floating above their heads.

"No, there is a demon coming into the city!" "He went to the imperial city!"

"Blow the horn quickly!"

There was a voice shouting, and a soldier stood on the battlement and waved the flag at the city tower. The next moment, the horn horn firmly on the battlement sounded.

Woo ~~~

The horns were sounded distant and desolate. On the walls of the imperial city, the generals guarding the city shouted loudly. Teams of soldiers rushed to mobilize, setting up bows and arrows towards the city. However, they did not know that the person coming was coming from the sky.

boom--

The figure carrying the coffin fell on the city wall, and the dust stirred up and bricks pushed away around, and the air waves blew the people around the neighboring soldiers.

Lu Liangsheng half-squatted up while carrying the coffin, and did not look at the swords, spears and spears raised around him, and walked in a stroll.

A soldier tightened the handle of the gun, looked at the monster who was walking by, and wanted to stab him with a shot, but was suddenly pulled by his colleague beside him.

"Don't do it, I want to die. That person seems to be Lu Liangsheng!"

These words immediately made the soldiers around him stop and look at each other.

"That person who knows magic..." "Then the coffin on his shoulder... isn't it Shuhua Gong?"

"What are you doing? Take action-"

On the other side of the city tower, the commanding general rushed forward with his sword. On the other side of his vision, soldiers seemed to be pushed away by why, and they all retreated to both sides. The figures resisting the coffin walked out straight, jumped up, kicked the general's knife edge, stepped on his shoulder, and jumped up to the city tower.

The coffin stood on the tiles of the city tower. Lu Liangsheng looked at the buildings stretching out in his sight and stretched out one after another, raising his finger.

"Mr., look, from here you can overlook the entire Tianzhi and the lights of thousands of families. Isn't it beautiful? This is the grand scene I want."

The suppressed emotions were finally released, tears spilled out of the corners of his eyes and slid down his cheeks.

"You have always taught good students to benefit the people, but have you ever made it for yourself? In the end, even a single inscription was left behind."

In the imperial city, teams of imperial guards rushed to this side, and even more than a dozen martial arts masters at night in the palace were alarmed and jumped onto the high walls and rushed towards them.

"Who are you? Go down to the city tower to collect the crime!"

Up the city tower.

The night breeze blew across Lu Liangsheng's face. He turned the coffin and looked to the direction of the palace. It was brightly lit and the voices were noisy.

"Mr., look there, you never turned off a lamp because of your death. They never cared about you at all, especially the emperor on the dragon throne."

The scholar patted the coffin.

"Students will ask you for an explanation, look."

Lu Liangsheng turned a deaf ear to the scolding coming from below. His magic power seemed to boil, his surroundings were inspiring, and his tiles blew away.

Next second.

The words infused with magic power are like a thunder sound rolling across the sky.

"Emperor Nanchen, my teacher died a hundred days ago. On August 15th, Lu Liangsheng from Qixia Mountain will ask you for an explanation!"

Thunder sounded, and the palace master running from below suddenly paused, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell down and threw it to the ground. Fortunately, it did not hurt his life, and he covered his chest and moaned in pain.

The soldiers on the city wall were fine, but they were so scared that they threw down their weapons. The palace buildings in the distance were trembling. Chen Shubao, who had heard the sound of horns, got up from the couch and sat on the edge of the bed and listened. He was suddenly shocked by the thunderous shout and sat on the ground.

He widened his eyes and pointed his fingers outside the hall with trembling fingers.

"Lu…Lu…Lu Liangsheng… is here."

He didn't recover in one breath, his eyes turned pale and fainted. Zhang Lihua and a group of palace maids were in panic.

....

The night wind was sobbing, and every household in the city was awakened. Some people walked out of the house or opened the window frame to see what was going on.
Chapter completed!