Chapter 5 Gourd

The moon hangs on its head again, but the lights in Kangcheng are as bright as the day, still so prosperous and lively.

Li Xiaohe has already regarded the Liang family as his home. For him, this is the first night he will spend since he left home. He only feels that the distant moon seems to be a little cold. Fortunately, Lu Guang, a kind master, is around. Although he has only been in contact with him for less than two days, he really regards Lu Guang as his father. Ordinary.

He doesn't know why he can feel the warmth of childhood in this old man. That kind of kindness is probably because he is his father's brother. He is his own relative, and Li Xiaohe only thinks so.

Lu Guang said that he would go out today, but when he came back, the sun had already gone down. Master didn't explain anything, so Li Xiaohe naturally didn't ask much. The two had a hasty dinner downstairs of the inn and returned to the room, but it was already dark.

Li Xiaohe knew that there was something in his mind, because he had not spoken since he came back, and he seemed to be thinking about something when eating. He didn't ask much about these. He knew that he would naturally tell his master to himself.

He made the bed and was about to ask Lu Guang to sleep, but Lu Guang suddenly said, "Xiaohe, come and sit with me and talk about something."

Li Xiaohe didn't know why. As soon as he entered the room, he sat there. At this time, he didn't know what to say to him. Suddenly, he wondered if the master would talk to him about his parents, so he sat down on the wooden stool next to Lu Guang.

"Xiaohe, do you know the identity of a teacher?" Lu Guang turned his head.

Lu Guang usually calls himself "I" to Li Xiaohe, but now he calls himself a "teacher", which makes him even more worried. He only thinks that the master is not a storyteller? If he is not my father's brother and my father is a general, how can he be just a storyteller? Although Li Xiaohe thought a lot, he didn't know what to say at this time.

Lu Guang looked at him like this, as if he had seen everything in his heart and said, "Yes, being a teacher is naturally not a storyteller, or a teacher is not only storytelling."

"Do you know that the world is very big. Have you heard the story of immortals and ghosts?" Lu Guang paused.

Fairy ghosts? What on earth does Master want to say to himself? Li Xiaohe became more and more confused.

"I want to tell you that the world is very big, and there are immortals and ghosts in this world. That's not a legend." Lu Guang stared at Li Xiaohe's eyes and said word by word, "Your father and I are brothers of the same family. We are all from the fairy family. All we have done in practice is to cultivate the immortal road. It's just that your father left the door halfway and became a general.

Li Xiaohe finally heard about his father from Lu Guang and was shocked at once.

But Lu Guang also ignored the shock in his heart and continued: "There are many immortal sects in the world, just like the martial arts sect in the mortal world, but the people in our immortal sect cultivate the ability to move mountains and seas, immortality, and feathered flying immortals. Do you know that there are many things that teachers will teach you, and teachers will teach you everything.

Li Xiaohe listened like this and gradually began to believe everything the master said from the beginning. When he saw the flame at the master's fingertips, he did not suspect that it was a trick of the Jianghu warlock. Lu Guang gave him kindness and his fatherly feeling, which made him begin to believe everything.

Lu Guang talked a lot about the real world. It was not until the end that Lu Guang seemed to really say that he was tired that he asked Li Xiaohe to rest, but when the lights were out, Lu Guang remembered something and said, "Xiaohe, in the future, you should remember that the real world is more sinister than mortal dust. People's hearts are sinister. You must remember to protect yourself and practice well in the future.

Hearing this sentence, he felt as if the master was about to leave, so he said, "Master, Xiaohe will be by his side in the future. Xiaohe knows that Master will teach me a lot, and the master will protect Xiaohe. Xiaohe is not afraid."

Lu Guang just sighed, turned off the light and said, "Sleep, sleep!"

The moonlight is like a flower in Lingcang Lake, and the lake under the night is like fish scales, with phosphorescence.

"Brother, let's say goodbye." Li Xiaohe must know that this is the beautiful woman in the daytime, and she is holding the little girl in red in her hand.

The old Taoist opposite her sighed, "But I don't know when I'll see you next time, but there is still a day to meet."

The two stood face to face in the woods by Lingcang Lake, just like when they met the day before yesterday, and their eyes were hazy.

When the old Taoist was waiting for sadness, he suddenly raised his head, his eyebrows were locked, and his eyes were bright. The beautiful woman suddenly took the little girl into his arms and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

The old Taoist did not answer. He saw a sudden rise of smoke from Kangcheng, and only flew into the air above his head at this moment. There was a clear shadow in the black smoke, holding a child.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous!" The old Taoist shouted loudly, rose to the sky, and suddenly met the dark shadow.

The shadow did not answer, but only "ga" with a strange smile. During a burst of shaking, the black smoke around him turned into a ghost claw and split into the old man. The old man greeted him with one palm up. Suddenly, the robe bulged, and the palm of his palm was shining, and the ghost claws and the brilliance were like a slight fragmented like a huge force. In the meantime, it was muffled and then shattered.

The old Taoist's figure also sank a little, and his eyes were shocked and said, "The ghost!"

Hearing the old man's words, the shadow man just laughed strangely, and then attacked him.

The two suddenly bumped into each other in mid-air, and the muffled sound of fighting kept ringing, and the trees on the ground did not stop bursting.

Suddenly, a sound burst, but the shadow and the old man fought, and both of them shook away, and the waves were as turbulent as the tide.

At this time, the broken ghost claws once again synthesized into a black gas and were recalled by the shadow. They quickly tightened together and turned into a big skull, and a ghost cry hit the old man.

When the old Taoist saw the ghost attack with a "bang" roar, he turned his hand behind his back, but pulled out a yellow shining divine sword. As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it buzzed low, and then cut the oncoming skull. The skull was as hard as a golden stone, but with a "chil" sound, it was cut in half, and then turned into The black smoke was dispersed by the waves.

As soon as the skull dispersed, the shadow staggered back a few steps in the air, thinking that it had been devoured and was waiting to make some action, but the old Taoist suddenly sacrificed a palm-long gourd and bowed to the gourd and said, "Please show up."

Suddenly, the wind and thundered between heaven and earth, and a thin line of light burst out of the mouth of the gourd. As soon as the mouth of the gourd came out, it soared into a dazzling white light into a flying knife shape. The eyebrows and eyes on the tip of the knife cut through the night like a living thing and went to the shadow man.

When the shadow man saw this scene, he was shocked by lightning and hurriedly threw the child captured in his arms to the old Taoist, but he fled to the distance like a sharp arrow.

The old Taoist came forward and took the child thrown at him, and he kept pinching a formula in his hand. The white light suddenly soared into the body of the dark shadow man in the distance.

And the shadow man was just shocked by the white light, and then stopped in the distant air and there was no movement. At this time, he only heard the old Taoist read again, "Please turn around, baby."

There is a piece of light in the body of the dark shadow. When the light turns three times, his head suddenly falls from his neck and falls straight into the Lingcang Lake below with a "bang".

At this time, the brilliance in his body turned into a glimmer of light and flew out of his body and instantly returned to the gourd in the old man's hand.

Looking at the shadow man's head at this time, his lifeless body also fell straight from the air, only stirring up a wave in Lingcang Lake.

"Brother, who is that man? Did you sacrifice the gourd at once?" Seeing that the shadow man had been killed, the old man fell from the air with the captured child in her arms and hurriedly greeted him.

While investigating the situation of the robbed child at this time, the old Taoist voice gasped a little, "This man is really not simple, but I don't know why he is here. If I hadn't immediately sacrificed the immortal gourd, I'm afraid he would have escaped later."

Before the old Taoist finished speaking, the little girl behind the beautiful woman came out from behind her and exclaimed, "Why is it him?"

It turned out that the rescued child was Li Xiaohe, who had a relationship with the little girl during the day. The old Taoist and the beautiful woman were a little surprised. Looking at the little girl staring at the black-faced child at this time, they were a little stunned.

Or did the beautiful woman first ask the little girl, "A Zi, what's the matter? Do you know him?"

"No, I don't know." The little girl shook her head and stopped immediately, crying, "But I saw him in the city today, and he still played with me. What's wrong with him? Uncle Yun, you are going to save him.

The beautiful woman didn't ask anything. She also checked the child's body and said to the old man, "Brother, this child is seriously injured. You'd better take him back to the door for treatment."

The old Taoist thought for a moment before saying, "Well, let's say goodbye. Sister, you will cherish yourself in the future."

"Well, brother, I'm sorry for you in the past. Let's say goodbye. You should also cherish it." After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she pulled the little girl with tears and turned away.

The little girl often looked back and looked at Li Xiaohe lying in the arms of the old Taoist.

Li Xiaohe just saved by the old Taoist, the old Taoist crossed some Zhenyuan with him. At this time, he opened his eyes hard and saw the little girl's tearful eyes. He tried harder to open his eyes, but he completely fainted.

When the old Taoist saw that the beautiful woman had gone, he sighed, picked up Li Xiaohe, sacrificed the sword that had just cut the skull, and passed the sword from Lingcang Lake and flew to the sky peak in the distance.

He didn't know that a pale old man had been staring at him in a dark mountain forest farther away, and this pale and complex old man was Lu Guang.

Lu Guang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old Taoist had fallen into the clouds at the top of the sky in the distance, and there was also a trace of blood on his face.

At this time, his face, which had just recovered a trace of blood color, was a little twisted, and he only smiled evilly and said, "Xiao Xianfei Dao..."

Then he turned around and disappeared into the dark mountain forest.