On the road at night in the countryside of Tuo County, three men were walking together, and a small black dog followed the young man in the middle with its short legs.
The voices of the three people spoke through the night, adding a little life to the silent night road. The birds that were perching in the forest were awakened and suddenly flew up from the branches.
As we walked along, we made quite a commotion.
The demons and ghosts that were dormant in the night, waiting for opportunities to cause harm to people, saw the three of them in a crowd, the sun was shining brightly, and the young man in green shirt with facial makeup in the middle was particularly fearsome, so they did not rush out to hunt.
"Brother Luo, Cai Ji is too much of a bully and unjust, but he is already a Confucian and Taoist monk. For now, the only way is to take advantage of his unpreparedness, take away your nephew and your sister, and go far away."
Su Xian said in a slow and firm voice.
This is the safest way.
Li Dingguo sighed: "In the great Xia Dynasty, there are traitors and sycophants in charge. Not only do loyal and kind-hearted people find it difficult to get ahead, but they also find it difficult to protect themselves!"
"It's a pity that this person is just an ordinary warrior. He can only compete with two or three armored soldiers, but he can't kill Cai Ji."
The exit becomes a knife, and the ground becomes a prison. It is no exaggeration.
The three of them walked and talked, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became.
Indeed. If you want to maximize the power of Ling Dao without changing your wish, you need to add supporting characters and props.
Luo Ning declined twice, saying that he was only eighteen and did not dare to grow up. But the two insisted on treating him as their brother, so he could only reluctantly accept it.
There is also a big red flower stuck in the dry white hair.
Li Dingguo said solemnly: "Although I am the oldest, the ambition in the world does not depend on age. Those who are masters are teachers, and those who are capable are seniors."
"Chirp-" The sound of the spinning wheel sounded again, coming from the dark room.
"What a pear garden!" Li Dingguo said, "It's like a snow branch, eye-catching!"
The gloomy eyes were full of shock and fear, "Who are you?!"
Seeing the ghosts escaping, Luo Ning could only stop his practice and destroy the ghost soldiers and props.
Su Xian raised his head and said, "Even if a man cannot escape the mud and remain clean, he should admire the whiteness of pear blossoms and never abandon the idea of purity."
The participation of supporting characters and props and magic weapons can greatly strengthen the magical power of Ling Daozhu.
Under the dim moonlight, the small courtyard has a wooden gate and a thatched cottage with low walls. The courtyard is already desolate with weeds. Broken jars and broken urns are half buried in weeds. All the doors and windows of the house are decayed, revealing a dark door.
When he was still the noble son of the Su family, he took advantage of his status and read many ancient books. One of the only books recorded a magical secret technique: Ling Dao.
"You think, should the baby die...Three guests."
It's hard to do two things at once. At this moment, he has withdrawn from the role and lost the role's deterrence.
Li Dingguo's sword flew up, and Su Xian's righteous song was also recited loudly.
Nowadays, ghosts and monsters are everywhere in the world, and the harm caused is no less severe than that of demons and thieves.
"But my grandson shouldn't die, he's still young."
"Although Brother Luo is a few years younger, he possesses special skills and is a monk. He can be regarded as an elder brother!"
"Oh?" Su Xian responded quickly, "Then if Brother Luo can form a theatrical troupe and travel around the world, wouldn't it be beneficial to practice magic, and also be able to fly far away, taking his sister to avoid Cai Ji?"
However, this old woman actually put on rouge, her lips were blood red, and she also had two caterpillar-like eyebrows.
Not to mention myself, even eighth-grade martial arts cultivators like Xue Zhirou and eighth-grade Taoist cultivators like Zhuo Yun are no match for Cai Ji.
As soon as I fanned the paper, the evil wind howled, and the ghostly aura of ghosts started to become chaotic!
"Ah ah ah -" Luo Ning stamped his foot and shouted loudly, "I am - Zhong Kui!"
He can only perform a little bit of Zhong Kui's performance, and his ability to suppress ghosts is extremely limited, and he can't catch up even if he wants to.
But I saw a pear orchard on the side of the road, with pear blossoms like snow. The spring breeze blew, broken jade fell, and shavings flew everywhere.
Luo Ning's expression turned cold, and he immediately began to run the Ling Daozhu, holding a smiling finger with both hands, ready to enter the role at any time.
The cold evil energy swept across crazily, surrounding three people and one dog.
Encountering two ghosts one night, Li Dingguo and Su Xian were both impressed by Luo Ning's methods.
Although he has the Ling Daozhu, his willpower is very little now and he is not yet a monk.
"Brother Luo, this magic of yours is very similar to an actor's acting. Could it be the legendary secret technique of the Actor's Dao?" Su Xian couldn't help but ask.
But I saw that she had chicken skin and white hair, her mouth was deeply sunken, and her eye sockets were dark. The hand holding the lampstand was as dry as a bone.
Under the dim light, there is a skinny old woman with a hunchback.
At the same time, a long scarlet snake-like tongue stretched out towards Li Dingguo's neck.
"Chirp—chirp—" a burst of machine noise came from the night fog.
Luo Ning sighed: "There is really no other way, this is the only way."
Getting the Jinshi rank is definitely a carp jumping over the dragon's gate.
Luo Ning's heart moved, and he said: "I don't know what Ling Dao is, and my master didn't explain it. He just asked me to practice hard and know it myself in the future."
Moreover, he comes from a pear garden family, and now they are sworn brothers in the pear garden, which is a good sign.
Su Xian said: "Brother Li, in this world today, the poor are laughed at but not the prostitutes, and you don't care if you are an actor or not!"
Li Dingguo smiled bitterly and said: "It's ridiculous that Li is so conceited. He was almost killed by a ghost tonight. If Brother Luo hadn't saved me, I would have died!"
Not 'woof', but 'wow'.
"Even a ninth-grade martial arts cultivator can only protect himself when encountering this ghost, but Brother Luo was able to scare her away. It can be seen that once Brother Luo becomes a monk, he will not be an ordinary monk."
The three of them listened attentively, and it was indeed the sound of the loom.
"That's right!" Su Xian nodded, "Let's talk about Confucianism. If you pass the exam first, you will be your senior brother and senior. How can you say age? In all the Taoist schools in the world, the first to enter is the first, regardless of age."
Amidst the weird yet festive sounds of underworld music, the bright red sedan chair descended again with its broken umbrella.
At this moment, Luo Ning is like a person possessed by Zhong Kui. He is also a human, a ghost, and a god. He is unpredictable in the real and false situations.
"The old lady is over sixty and has had enough life."
Very sad.
The old woman straightened out her withered ghost claws and came forward tremblingly, the decaying air of death descending like a nightmare.
It shook its body, and ticks fell like raindrops. The body odor became even stronger, and it grinned as if it was about to pounce.
Confucian and Taoist monks also have an advantage that is incomparable to other Taoists: unity!
Internally, they will form cliques and fight, and they will fight with each other. But externally, they will be like iron barrels.
If Cai Ji really wants to take his little sister as a concubine, how should he deal with it?
Jinshi is a seventh-grade Confucianism cultivator who has already led the dynasty's destiny and possesses considerable magical powers.
"The robber killed you, and you went to look for the robber. Why did you look for innocent passers-by?"
"Otherwise!" Li Dingguo shook his head, "This ghost is more virtuous than the previous female ghost. It should be a perfect ninth-grade ghost cultivator."
After saying that, the mother-in-law's blood-red mouth opened and she burst into silent laughter.
The knowledgeable Su Xian smiled and said: "In ancient books, there are stories of heroes sworn in peach gardens. Today, there are often sworn brothers under the moon in Jinlan. The three of us met so late and fell in love with each other. Why not follow the example of the ancients and come to a pear garden to become brothers with different surnames?
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But in such a dilapidated and lifeless courtyard, there is actually a dog guarding the door.
"It's so dangerous!" Su Xian was sweating profusely, "Brother Luo's spell is really powerful. He has the ability to turn the imaginary into reality and confuse the fake with the real!"
Then, the room suddenly lit up and a light flickered.
What the two said is actually quite normal and also popular at the moment.
The reason is very simple: Daxia ruled the world with Confucianism!
Civil servants are the most noble! Scholar-bureaucrats rule the country!
Even the emperor was under the control of the civil servants and officials. They controlled the court and had a single family. They also claimed that "the whole court is in full swing, and the gentleman is in charge."
"Bah, why do you need to reason with ghosts?"
It was daybreak and the three of them had walked nearly a hundred miles.
Luo Ning said: "The two brothers are extremely loyal and generous, and my younger brother can only ask for them."
Then among the rustling, the figure of the old woman stood up, picked up the lampstand, and walked out!
Li Dingguo's long sword slashed through it, and the ghost claw broke off, but another one was born in an instant.
If your cultivation level is high enough, the supporting characters are powerful enough, and the props and magic weapons are sufficient, you can even stage an independent fantasy world!
The tender barking of a newly weaned puppy is not fierce at all, but instead full of softness and fear.
Luo Ning sighed: "If I were really capable, I couldn't let this ghost escape."
His background is actually very extraordinary. He has studied ancient books since he was a child and was once dubbed a profound prodigy.
Luo Ning was thinking hard about countermeasures, the Ling Daozhu stopped functioning, the true meaning of Zhong Kui's character slowly faded, and Zhong Kui's skin also disappeared.
Soon after he said it, a gloomy and righteous voice suddenly burst out from the ground——
Hey, a wealthy family... What's the use of being born in a wealthy family if you really have bad luck?
At the same time, Li Dingguo's tall body suddenly stopped, and his long sword struck out.
Luo Ning did not pursue him.
What can I use to fight him?
"A family with ten acres of land and two computers can have enough food and clothing."
The sound of the machine suddenly disappeared, and the shoulders of the old woman's figure were shaking, as if she was suppressing silent laughter.
Li Dingguo said: "This technique is magical. Brother Luo will definitely be of great use in the future. But if you really commit yourself to an actor, then... the actor will not be welcomed after all..."
"The government doesn't care if a family is killed or raped."
"The world is so miserable, true ability is much more important than false reputation."
"What kind of monster is this?" Su Xian couldn't help but grabbed Luo Ning's hand.
There seems to be some similarity between the secret technique of Lingdao in ancient books and Luo Ning's spell.
The participation of multiple characters is particularly important in creating a grand illusion stage.
Especially for powerful roles or big scenes, if there are ensemble actors, supporting actors, and supporting actors acting together, it is much more powerful and easier to perform than a one-man show.
As a result, Luo Ning, the youngest, became the eldest brother.
However, Lingdao has long been lost and extinct, and there is no detailed information about it in ancient books.
Suddenly Xiao Hei started barking wildly.
Cai Ji is now an official!
After thinking about it, it seems that there is no better way than running away with my mother and sister!
Could it be that, for the sake of being a good friend back then, Cai Ji was trying to play the emotional card and let him show his favor?
Ah…
These three people all played the role of loyal ministers and confused the world and the emperor. As a result...
"I am——Zhongnanshan Jinshi——Zhong Kui——!"
Under the dim light, a figure was reflected on the wall. The figure was hunched, thin, with a raised chin and a bun, and she looked like an old woman.
One is named Wang Mang, one is named Sima Yi, and the other is named An Lushan.
To oppose them is to oppose Xia.
"I am several years older, but I have no way to practice Taoism. Brother Luo has a promising path to Taoism, so he should be my brother!"
"Three guests." The old woman stuck out her bright red tongue and touched the big red flower on her head, "I'm so hungry and greedy, please give me something to eat."
Luo Ning tried his best to move the Ling Dao Pearl, stood with his feet moving in a circle, and sprayed a stream of fire smoke at the ghost, and then a paper fan appeared in his hand.
Confucianism and Taoism are so powerful. As a Confucianism and Taoism monk, Cai Ji can utilize resources and power far beyond what ordinary people imagine.
Several skeletons were scattered in the grass, white and dazzling.
Li Dingguo smiled and said: "That's true. I think of me as the Li family. My ancestors were once rich and powerful, but now I don't even have the money and resources to practice martial arts, so I can only waste my time."
When Luo Ning saw this pear forest, he couldn't help but think of the word "pear garden".
Immediately, the surrounding ghostly atmosphere flickered, and a group of gloomy shadows appeared.
Li Dingguo sneered: "I don't deserve to die, the world is indeed fucked, but who are you, coming out to cause trouble in the middle of the night?"
Slowly, a cold night wind blew away the night fog, and a dilapidated small courtyard appeared on the roadside.
The figure of the old woman was weaving, while her mouth was moving, mumbling inarticulate but clearly audible dry words, accompanied by a chirping voice:
A gust of wind blows, and the flowers fall like snow, elegant and natural.
They believe that only their Confucian and Taoist monks can represent the world and be truly selfless.
In fact, among all the Taoists in the world today, the most powerful ones are the Confucian and Taoist monks!
Having said this, the old woman turned her head sideways, and her sad tone became ghostly.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when it dawned, and then they began to appreciate the spring scenery around them.
Luo Ning also frowned slightly, his face as dark as water.
When Su Xian heard this, his expression suddenly became silent and he was worried.
"Hang hoo -" The frightening white dog suddenly stood up and barked like a rusty dog.
"Oh, it's hard to stand up to the bad world, heavy gifts, ruthless officials, many disasters, and thieves."
Like a wake-up call, like a bolt from the blue, the ghost's tongue and claws retracted as if being burned by fire.
The more I watch, the more terrifying and eerie I feel.
Even the three major schools of Buddhism, Taoism, and Wu Jia are inferior to Confucianism.
Li Dingguo's eyes lit up, "Okay! Someone agrees! Brother Luo, what do you think?"
What is even more speechless is that the reason why Confucianism and Taoism monks are so powerful is not that Confucianism and Taoism itself are powerful, but simply that Confucianism and Taoism control the Great Xia Wang Qi Dragon Vein and enjoy the blessing of the Wang Qi Dragon Vein.
If the supporting character can receive the blessing of Ling Daozhu's wish, he can blend into the fantasy world and improve the protagonist's character skills.
"Evil guest! Bah!" The old woman was very aware of the ghost. She was so frightened that she screamed, turned into a crow, flew out of the ghost mist with a slap, and fled away.
If Lingdao really existed, it would have been at least seven thousand years ago. Such an ancient thing has long been difficult to distinguish.
She laughed wantonly and crazily, but there was no laughter at all. She was like a still painting, looking even more terrifying and evil.
"I've traveled thousands of miles to marry my sister! Come on, the Ghost Gate!"
Luo Ning agreed with the two of them. Such friends only worry about the few and not the many. It would be foolish to refuse.
This dog was skinny, with green eyes, and its white hair was like a dry sack, crawling with blood-colored ticks as big as a finger.
"You and I are not actors, but isn't it difficult to get ahead?"
What is marrying a sister? It is actually marrying a charmer.
What Luo Ning said was half true and half false.
Instead, it brings endless shame.
That obscure ancient book records three ancient strong men who practiced Ling Dao.
"Chirp..." The sound of the loom came clearly, and it seemed that a woman was sitting in front of the loom, spinning and weaving all night.
Luo Ning has this skill, which shows that he must be an extraordinary person.
He is neither a sociopath nor a sociopath.
Even if ordinary people become sworn brothers, whoever is rich or powerful is usually the brother.
Luo Ning took a look and saw that there was heavy fog on the roadside at some point.
"However, my master did say that this technique is related to the actor troupe. If you want to maximize this technique, it is best to form a troupe as a supplement."
Li Dingguo is the second child and Su Xian is the third child.
Its long tongue was bleeding with pus and blood, and it emitted a disgusting corpse stench.
Facing such an evil ghost, Li Dingguo and Su Xian were immediately in danger.
It is not only a rise in class status, but also a transformation of the body and soul.
Even if he is already a monk, he cannot fight against Cai Ji for the time being.
But that ghost claw still stretched out from the mist and grabbed Su Xian's chest.
The art of catching ghosts is very important and is by no means a trivial matter.
Without being pretentious, the three of them immediately entered the pear orchard and stood under the tallest pear tree.
Li Er, Su San... Luo Ning felt weird when he thought of this.
"The three of us have become brothers with different surnames today. We do not wish to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we wish to die in the same year, the same month and the same day..."
The three people in Liyuan are sworn brothers, which is really stupid when you think about it.
In the new book period, it is very important to read along. I hope you can support me more. It happens to be the Spring Festival, so there are no recommendations, so I can only run naked. It’s up to you. Crab! Happy New Year!