Chapter 007 Master

In the shadow turned away from the firelight, the old man's expression was not visible.

Dong!

The person who previously suggested ideas to Lu Erlai quickly said: "Confess your sins to the mountain god, and perhaps it will be resolved."

Oh

Who is joking, let's fight together

Compared to the dizziness and vertigo, the unbearable itching all over the body and the excruciating pain of pulling out feathers from a chicken are the most terrifying. For several hours, he almost experienced what it means to be worse than dead.

In fact, that was when the youth unknowingly employed superficial magical powers

Lu Liangsheng stood alone in front of the dilapidated and abandoned temple

Shaking his head, he said, "It should not be the case; perhaps my cultivation is too low to sustain this minor spell for two or three days. It must be so."

Upon arriving at the giant rock at the foot of the cliff, before a word was spoken, the large stone slowly opened, revealing a stone cave behind it. Lu Liangsheng entered, where flames burned, and above stood a cauldron large enough for two people to embrace. On the warm surface of the water floated something, emanating a faint fragrance

The dilapidated mountain god temple gradually fell silent again, the birds that had flown away returned, perching on the branches, watching the solitary figure that had not yet departed

"I admit it, Grandfather Mountain God, punish him for another two days!" A voice shouted loudly among the onlookers outside.

The nearly dried writing was put away, neatly folded. Lu Liangsheng pinched his sister's cheek and said: "Not now, wait for your brother to come back and draw for you. Stay at home and behave yourself."

Suddenly, he flipped over and lay down on the ground, frantically scratching at his neck and chest, tearing out large patches of feathers, leaving a bloody and mangled sight that was distressing to behold

"Dear brother, could you please draw a little fish for me?"

Liang Sheng, you took off all your clothes, shoes, and socks, and sat down in the large cauldron

The old man with his back turned waved his wide sleeves behind him

Forget it, forget it. The mountain god has already spared him, so let us disperse as well. We are all still relatives after all. If someone were to really be killed, it would only bring ridicule to another village

There were also shouts: "Kill him, can the authorities really arrest all of us?"

The timing and the ingredients are all prepared, hurry up and go in

Xiao Xian, who cannot read, does not understand the meaning, but feels that her elder brother is very impressive. When he previously wrote with great fluidity, she thought she was seeing things, and in a vague moment, it seemed as if there was a faint glow emanating from the tip of the brush.

Outside the village, a young boy walks briskly along the muddy path in the fields, feeling the inscription in his arms, full of vigor and enthusiasm. This is the first time he has written well, which holds great significance, and it is also a gift for his master

After noting down the inscription, Lu Liangsheng followed the path he had taken to catch up with his parents and younger sister, who had already walked quite a distance ahead. Together, they returned home, continuing to practice the incantations taught by their master as usual

Putting down the brush, he picked up a piece of paper with writing on it and blew on it, "Xiao Xian, how does this writing look?"

The children of the elderly have rushed in, delivering several punches and kicks to Lu Erlai. They were subsequently pulled apart by the person who had suggested the idea at the temple. Outside, the villagers, who had often been taken advantage of by Lu Erlai, flocked eagerly, wanting to enter.

This is the inscription in the temple ... ... there is still half a segment left ?

Well

"Didn’t they say it would take a few days to recover..." Liang Sheng's gaze passed over the crowd, looking towards the statue of the headless mountain god on the altar at the back of the temple.

Lu Liangsheng stood among the crowd, watching the figures rolling and wailing in agony. Previously, he had thought that the method of plucking feathers was merely a punishment that caused unbearable itching. Now, he realized that the true punishment was the uncontrollable itch that forced one to forcibly pluck the feathers from their body, that kind of intense pain

... ...

After circling around, I finally found another half of a long plaque, on which the remaining inscription reads: ... . ... The divine might is vast and shakes the universe

"Grandfather Mountain God, Er Lai has made a mistake... I will not dare to steal chickens or dogs, nor tease other people's wives in the future... I beseech you to show mercy and let me pass this time."

Indeed, sit down. Three days ago, did I not say that I would assist you in breaking through to the Dan stage..." The figure, with its back turned, faced the mountain wall. On the stone platform nearby were strange plants, roots, and some bloody chunks of flesh

A mere minor sideline technique is like this; one can only imagine how much more terrifying the level of that master must be

In a moment of contemplation, the rolling Lu Erlai suddenly became still, and someone shouted loudly: "Quick, look, the chicken feathers on Erlai's body are starting to disappear!"

I beg the Mountain God for forgiveness ... ... I beg the Mountain God for forgiveness ... ... I dare not do it again, I truly dare not.

"Don't hit me... please... I beg you... I beg you..."

Dong!

Lu Liangsheng grasped the brush, dipped it in ink, focused his energy, and then began to write

If I had known earlier, I would have been the first to rush in and give that scoundrel a punch

Mountain God

Lu Liangsheng was taken aback: "Sit inside?"

Kneeling on the ground, Lu Erlai raised his head, only to slam it down heavily again, causing his forehead to turn bright red in an instant

Among them were also elderly individuals, their hair all white, waving their canes and saying: "You scoundrel have finally admitted it, the good crops in my field have been ruined by you, the good-for-nothing!"

Brilliance... brilliance. ... ... ... The glow of the sunset rests for a thousand years...

The young girl, swaying her horned braids, sent her elder brother out of the door, then sat down on a low stool under the eaves, resting her chin on her hand as she watched Old Lu on the other side, busily hammering away at the wood.

At this moment, the second fool with his forehead touching the ground was completely bewildered.

Previously, I thought about what to offer in return to my master, but there was nothing at home. Just then, I noticed a commendable inscription in the temple, and my own calligraphy turned out to be quite beautiful... Well... At least that is what Lu Xiaoxian said.

Xiao Xian saw the opportunity to help, cutting a piece of paper from the blank book for her elder brother. She was afraid of dirtying the pristine white surface, so she smoothed it out with her sleeve.

Inside the room, Lu Xiaoxian curiously followed behind her elder brother, "Brother, are you going to write?"

Lu Liangsheng came back to his senses from his thoughts. In his gaze, he saw Lu Erlai on the ground moaning faintly, as the feathers on his neck, chest, and arms visibly retracted at a noticeable speed

The harsh words were spoken, yet the crowd's footsteps still moved outward. Although the people from the mountains were fierce, if someone were truly killed and they became embroiled in a murder case, they would ultimately feel unfortunate, perhaps even facing the death penalty. Soon after, small groups began to leave, and those who had come to watch, including Old Stone Lu, Jin Hua Li, and Xiao Xian Lu, said to Liang Sheng: "Let's go home." They walked away, excitedly discussing the events of the day.

The gaze fell upon a broken long plaque not far from the crowd, brushing away the thick layer of dust on its surface, revealing several large characters.

Lu Erlai was beaten until blood flowed from his nose, and his right cheek swelled up. He cried out, "Ah!" while banging his head on the ground towards them. He was inherently a bully who feared the strong and oppressed the weak, so he was naturally both panicked and afraid, with tears and mucus smeared all over his face, continuously bowing his head in apology.

Lu Liangsheng knocked off a bit of graphite, placed it in a small dish, added a little water, and gently ground it for a while. He then moistened and kneaded the prepared rabbit hair brush, which is the process of preparing the brush for writing. In the past, when he was in the village market, he had seen an old man writing for others do it this way.

Brilliant rays of dawn rest for a thousand years, divine might resounds and shakes the universe

Over there, all the feathers fell off, and Lu Erlai was also helped up by kind-hearted villagers and sent back home. People around were also trying to smooth things over: "What happened today is over; we are all from the same village. As long as he knows he was wrong, that's enough. We can't really kill someone."

In the past two or three days, that Lu Erlai has not been seen wandering around the village. Even if they occasionally encounter each other, they keep their distance. Li Jinhua leads the old donkey around the village, showing off everywhere, while Lu Laoshi has gathered the wood and sits under the eaves, contemplating how to construct the cart frame.