Chapter 153 You Go, I'll Take the Stage [Two in One]
Because of a magic pen, undercurrents surged in the small county town.
Even in broad daylight, few people dare to stroll on the streets.
Last night, the sounds of swords clashing and ghosts howling could be heard frequently in the city, frightening many of the people who were used to living a peaceful life.
Evil spirits have been happening frequently recently.
It's not just Hangzhou Prefecture, I heard that it's the same throughout the Nine Provinces.
Rumor has it that inside information has leaked out of the Imperial Observatory, the Southern Dipper is tilted, the dynasty's fortune is declining, and the world will soon be in chaos.
The proliferation of evil spirits is only a precursor to greater chaos.
For a time, people were in panic.
But in a small courtyard in the city, there are days of peace and tranquility.
Ma Liang was hunched over a table with a large sheet of rice paper on it. He raised his wrist, held a brush in his hand, and splashed ink. Of course, he used an ordinary brush.
Mo Xian was quietly adding spices to the beast furnace.
Grinding with bare hands, adding fragrance with red sleeves.
This was the scene that Ma Liang had only dreamed of, and now he had finally gotten what he wanted. But he had lost his most precious youth and had become a middle-aged man with drooping hair.
The gains and losses in the process are difficult to calculate.
But he was a smart man, thinking that given his background, it was good enough that he didn't starve to death. Even if he struggled for half his life, he didn't know how lucky he had to be to reach such a situation.
At this point, just skip the hard work and fast forward to enjoying the results.
If you think about it this way, it’s a huge profit.
What a pity.
Happy times are always short-lived.
Mo Xian was just about to throw away the ashes from the furnace when he suddenly heard two "puff" sounds, as if something heavy had fallen in the yard.
She opened the door, and was met with a sharp cold light!
Clank...
The jar of ash fell to the ground, and Mo Xian took several steps backwards, retreating into the house.
Outside the door, four sturdy masked men rushed into the house. The first one held a dagger and said in a low voice, "Don't make a fuss. We only want money, not life!"
A small man at the back said in a sharp voice: "This girl is so pretty, why don't we rape her?"
A man with a scar between his eyebrows turned around and glared at him.
The little guy immediately shrank his neck.
Mo Xian looked at Ma Liang helplessly.
Ma Liang calmly put down his pen and said, "My dear friends, we are a small family and don't have much savings. There are some loose change in the box beside the table. That is all our money. Please take it and leave."
A man came over and opened the wooden box he mentioned, and really took out some silver from it, about twenty or thirty taels of silver scattered around.
The man with a scar between his eyebrows looked at Ma Liang and sneered.
"Oh, you still want to deceive us? If you only have this little savings, can you afford such good paper? Such good ink? Do you really think I'm ignorant?"
"Good boy!" the little man shrieked again, "It seems that you can't help crying when you see the rape!"
As he said that, he was about to step forward and pull Mo Xian.
"Stop!" Ma Liang shouted.
He glared at the group of strong men and said, "If you think this paper and ink are valuable, you can take it away... I came here from another place because my family fell into poverty... I really don't have any extra money at home."
In fact, as long as he picked up the ordinary-looking bald brush beside him, he could easily draw tens of millions of taels of gold and silver.
In order to make it convenient to go out, he always spent gold and silver as he needed them, so he did not save much.
But if I use the magic pen in front of this group of thieves, what they will steal... won't just be gold and silver.
If he lost the magic pen, it would be like losing half his life for Ma Liang now.
True Half-Life.
The scarred man stared at him, as if thinking about something.
The little guy on the side said, "Brother, this guy is clearly trying to trick us. I suggest we rape him to put some pressure on him."
The scarred man finally nodded: "Okay."
"Haha!" The little guy laughed wickedly and was about to go forward to pull Mo Xian.
The scarred man grabbed him by the back of his neck and threw him out of the house, saying, "I'll scout the way ahead."
There was a splash outside, followed by a flattering voice: "Of course, of course, big brother, please... strike first."
"I will strike back... Everyone take turns to strike back..."
“…”
Although Mo Xian walked out of a painting, she was no different from an ordinary woman and did not possess any magical powers.
Seeing that she was about to be humiliated, Ma Liang got so angry that he picked up the magic pen beside him and started sketching on the paper.
Mo Xian suddenly called out to him: "Master! Don't..."
Ma Liang looked at her concerned eyes and understood what she meant. If he drew another ghost, he might become an old man.
But the current situation...
Ma Liang had no choice but to think for a while and then draw a very realistic steel knife with a few strokes.
There was a flash of light, and the steel knife suddenly popped out of the drawing paper and appeared on the table.
Ma Liang picked him up, strode forward, and shouted, "Let Mo Xian go!"
Without him saying anything, the scarred man's attention had already shifted from Mo Xian to him.
The man looked greedily at the brush on Ma Liang's desk: "I heard that the reason why we brothers are trapped in this city and can't get out is because a little shepherd boy picked up a magic brush that can make anything he draws come true... I didn't expect that this brush is actually here."
Ma Liang stepped forward with a knife and shouted angrily: "If you know this, get out of here!"
"Ha." The man sneered, "Why don't you try to chop me with your sword?"
As he spoke, he walked towards Ma Liang.
Ma Liang had no intention of killing anyone, but seeing him approaching again and again, he became flustered, frowned, shouted, and swung his knife violently!
clang--
The steel knife hit the man's neck heavily, but the sound it made was not the sound of the blade entering flesh, but the sound of metal colliding.
"Haha." The man sneered, took out a book from his arms and waved it in front of Ma Liang.
There were only eight big words on it.
"Thirty Days to Learn the Iron Shirt"
…
"Do you know him?" The scarred man said, "I have been teaching myself the Iron Shirt for three years! With this rubbish technique, I have become invulnerable to swords and guns! I have talent, and I robbed houses just to continue to learn martial arts from a master."
"I have already contacted the Yanzhao Sect in the north, and they will accept me as a disciple for only 500 taels of silver."
"Originally I didn't want to kill anyone, but I never expected that I would encounter the magic pen here...Hahahaha! From now on, I don't need to practice martial arts anymore, I'd better just practice Taoism!"
Outside the door, the little guy who was watching the wind didn't hear clearly and was puzzled, "What happened to big brother that he is so happy?"
"Could it be some kind of legendary famous instrument?"
He couldn't help rubbing his hands.
expect.
"you……"
Inside the house, Ma Liang couldn't believe that there was a warrior among this group of thieves. It was too late for him to pick up his brush to paint. In desperation, he could only swing his sword again and want to chop again.
The scarred man didn't give him a chance, he kicked him, and with a bang, Ma Liang's thin body flew high up, hit the wall, and slid down slowly like a painting.
"Master!" Mo Xian called out.
"From now on, I will be your master, hahaha..."
The scarred man picked up the magic pen and looked at Ma Liang who was lying on the side with a cold gaze.
The news that you are carrying a treasure must never be leaked.
Not only this person, the man with the scar has already made up his mind that no one can be left alive, including the brothers who came with him tonight!
If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm.
He was just about to pick up the steel knife to kill Ma Liang when he saw the short man outside suddenly walk in with a strange expression.
The scarred man frowned: "Didn't I ask you to keep watch?"
"Yes." The little man said, "I came in to inform you that people from Chaotianque are here."
"Hmm? Where are we?"
"It's behind me..."
After saying that, the little man walked forward a few steps woodenly, revealing a black figure behind him.
…
The scarred man's pupils shrank instantly.
"Exhibit your name?!"
Yes, the man was dressed in black, with a stern face and eyes as bright as lightning.
It was the youngest commander in Chaotianque, Zhan Liuming.
In the past few years, any thief walking around in Hangzhou Prefecture must remember Zhan Liuming's appearance and be on guard against him.
But at this point, it was too late to be on guard.
"Brothers!" Scarface shouted, "Fight together! Kill him and you will be rich!"
He wasn't lying.
How can the magic pen in my hand be described with the word "wealth and honor"?
only……
The person in front of them could not be dealt with by them all together.
Zhan Liuming's eyes turned, his eyebrows raised, and there seemed to be a loud explosion in the invisible air!
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
There were four strong men in total, and all of them fainted on the ground without saying a word.
The tall young man standing at the door clearly did not move at all, he just gave a look.
The pressure from the strong is so terrifying.
If he wanted to, he could even scare these strong men to death on the spot.
The dust has settled.
Pause.
Zhan Liuming then asked, "Are you Ma Liang?"
Ma Liang and Mo Xian in the room were not attacked by his coercion and were conscious at this time. But... Ma Liang could not say a word.
He looked at Commander Chao Tianque who had come to him, and knowing that the matter had been exposed, he could only smile bitterly.
Just as Li Chu expected, Zhan Liuming had already instructed the government to cooperate in investigating the stationery store when he came the day before. At this time, he happened to find a woman in red, who was very suspicious. He came to check and encountered this scene.
Saved Ma Liang and Mo Xian.
But Ma Liang didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
After a long while, he responded, "It's me."
Zhan Liuming picked up the magic pen from the ground and looked at Ma Liang again: "Pencil becomes reality...it really has a price."
"Because he is just a mortal. How can he master such a magical weapon?"
Suddenly, a muffled voice was heard from outside the house.
…
Zhan Liuming looked serious and said to Ma Liang and Mo Xian, "Don't come out."
After saying that, he walked into the yard alone and met two strange masked men.
One wore a bronze mask, and the other also wore a bronze mask.
The only difference is that the left side is a crying face and the right side is a smiling face.
Behind the two men, there was a ghost with its head down and eyes squinting, following them like a pet. When it saw Zhan Liuming, it blinked its big copper bell-like eyes.
Maybe it reminded me of some bad memories from last night.
"It's all your fault that we are late." The crying man said in a low voice and looked at the ghost.
The ghost suddenly trembled all over, as if begging for mercy.
But before he could utter a word, the crying-faced man pointed a finger at him and he exploded with a bang!
Ink splatter.
Here, the smiling man said to Zhan Liuming, "Leave the magic pen here, and you can go."
Zhan Liuming said nothing, just looked at them coldly. He reached back with his left and right hands, grasping a pair of swords behind his back at his left shoulder and right waist respectively.
Black knife, white sword.
The most magical weapon in the world.
"I have heard of you, the youngest commander of Chaotianque, born with an immortal body... Seven stars to guide your life. But I advise you not to draw your sword."
The smiling man's voice was very cheerful, which seemed out of place with the tense atmosphere.
"You can ask your destiny star, if you draw your sword, will you... die?"
The crying man's voice was extremely gloomy, as if someone owed him a few hundred dollars.
Zhan Liuming's face was as gloomy as water.
He was indeed born with an immortal body, and the immortal body he possessed was called "Seven Stars Illuminating Life".
As the name suggests, he was born with the Big Dipper to guide him.
Beidou is responsible for killing.
He can see the signs of death in everyone and detonate and trigger these signs.
Relying on this ability, he has been in the industry for many years without a single defeat.
But sometimes, the omen of death will appear on your head.
At this time, he knew that he had encountered something life-threatening. Relying on this ability, he also avoided many life-threatening disasters.
For example, today.
Ever since these two weirdos appeared, he felt that his destiny was dimming.
Danger.
Think for a long time.
He placed the magic pen quietly on the ground.
The appearance of these two weirdos was obviously unexpected. Chao Tianque was not prepared for the forces that might be involved behind the magic pen.
There is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices.
This is not an escape.
It was a strategic retreat.
"I want to take the two in the room away," he said.
"Whatever you want." The smiling man spread his hands and said, "We are law-abiding citizens. We are not here to kill people."
After saying that, Zhan Liuming retreated into the house and helped Mo Xian and Ma Liang up.
If we leave them here, they will most likely be killed.
Save if you can.
Bang——
Zhan Liuming and the other two men crashed through the roof and flew high into the sky. A night owl suddenly appeared from the sky and he stepped on the bird's back.
Before leaving, he looked back.
The eyes are deep.
"This kid makes me feel creepy." The crying man muttered, "Shouldn't we let him go? This kid will become a big trouble in the future."
"Who doesn't know this? He is a natural immortal body. Once he grows up, who wouldn't be a powerful person?"
The smiling man raised his hand, and the magic pen on the ground moved without wind and fell into his sleeve.
He added: "But it's not that easy for us to kill him. It will also lead to revenge from Chao Tianque. If the matter of the demon Taoist's immortal hiding place is exposed, it will be even more troublesome."
"You can, but you don't have to."
After taking the magic pen, the two turned around and left. When they walked out of the courtyard, they found someone waiting outside.
The man saw them and smiled: "Long time no see, mourner."
…
The man had a dark square face, like an old farmer, but he was wearing a clean green Taoist robe, which looked a bit out of place.
When the crying-face man and the smiling-face man saw him, they froze on the spot.
"Mr. Sang..."
The crying-faced man let out a low cry and seemed to be really about to cry.
"Are you just going to stand here and talk to me?" Taoist Sang asked casually.
"It has been many years since the feud between the Yiyaomen and you..." The smiling man seemed to want to smooth things over.
Taoist Sang took a quick look.
Plop, plop.
The crying-faced man and the smiling-faced man knelt down together, without any trace of their previous calm demeanor.
Coward.
"I came to this city to look for someone else, but I found you when my divine sense scanned it. Tell me, what are you doing here?"
"We..." The Smiling Man hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
Sang Dao Ren said calmly: "Don't lie, I can see it."
"It's the Demon Dao Immortal Treasure." The crying-faced man said directly: "The Demon Dao Immortal Treasure is about to appear in the world, and we came to Jiangnan this time for this."
"No wonder, I was wondering why you guys, a bunch of unpresentable people, suddenly dared to come to the south." Taoist Sang scratched his head, "What did you just get? Put it on the ground and you can get out now."
“Master Sang, this matter is of great importance…” The smiling man wanted to say something else.
Taoist Sang raised his eyes again.
He threw the magic pen to the ground, turned around and ran, shouting, "Goodbye!"
The crying man was shocked by the speed at which his companion escaped. It felt like such a big person next to him disappeared in an instant.
After blinking, he quickly stood up and ran away.
The huge street suddenly became empty, with only the old Taoist being left.
He moved his fingers and took the magic pen into his palm. He looked at it and smelled it.
"It is indeed the taste of Brother Dao. I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain on this trip." He smiled and put the magic pen into his arms.
Then, he stood up and muttered, "Then there's the little Taoist priest named Li Chu, who is said to be... extremely handsome? I want to see... how handsome he is."
Just as he was about to open his spiritual sense to scan the entire Xuling County, he suddenly discovered that a young Taoist priest was walking towards him at the street intersection ahead, which was visible to the naked eye.
He was wearing a plain green Taoist robe, had a calm expression, and looked... incredibly handsome.
This word is so apt.
It's the kind of... when you see this person and think about this adjective, you immediately know that there won't be another person like him, and it must be him... that is so apt.
Taoist Sang looked at Li Chu with a serious look.
Li Chu and Chen Huaji walked side by side. When he saw the black-faced Taoist priest, he quickly realized something was wrong.
Pupils constricted.
because……
The two of them...
We are wearing the same clothes.
(End of this chapter)
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