Three Kingdoms: Lie flat as a son-in-law, Lu Bu eavesdropped on his heart

In fact.

Lu Bu himself was ruthless.

Although he is invincible on the battlefield.

But in the eyes of the bureaucracy, he is just a thug.

Except for Lu Zhi, who was relatively nice to him, the rest did not take him seriously at all.

Far from it, isn't his righteous father always using himself?

Moreover, doesn't this little son-in-law who can hear his heart often call him a sand sculpture and an idiot?

And all this, in the end!

It is because he has no culture, does not study poetry, and does not understand ancient and modern!

In the past, Lu Bu didn't think there was anything, as long as the war could be won, reading could read the Xianbei dog away?

But now, after doing something seriously with Lu Zhi, his concept has completely changed.

He was desperate to learn about culture!

Whether it is the art of war or the truth of being a person, or just a simple poetry and book article.

He wanted to learn all!

This was a desire that Lu Bu had never felt in his heart, and he was even more excited than when he worshipped the halberd god Li Yan as a teacher.

He feels that the world of readers is wonderful, with birds singing and flowers, poetry and pictures, clouds and treachery, and battlefields.

Not like a martial artist, he is always dancing knives, making guns, rampage, and ramming.

Sometimes, they don't even know who they're fighting for, let alone why.

I only know that when the military order is issued, it is a sea of fire, and there is nothing to fear.

But...

Only to find out in the end.

It's just a knife.

A knife that can be thrown away at any time and replaced with another.

This is the truth that his righteous father Ding Yuan taught him, and it is also an experience he has personally experienced.

He swears!

No more knives in this life.

And those who want to do the swords, cut off all the injustices of the world!

I don't know how long it took.

Lu Bu glanced up at the sky, but saw that the sun was setting.

He let out a long breath and said softly: "According to the regulations, each army retains half of its personnel to prevent the night attack of the yellow turban, Song Xian, Wei Xuan, Zhang Liao, when you retire later, you will lead the team back to the camp, so that you can rest and I will be on duty." "

The three clasped their fists: "Oh! "

Wang Hao looked envious, and turned his head to look at Lu Bu: "Yue Zhang, what about the son-in-law?" "

The corner of Lu Bu's lips raised a slight arc, and a bad smile bloomed: "Your kid is young, and you don't need to charge, why go back to the camp?" Stay here honestly and show you something good later. "

"Huh?"

Wang Hao looked embarrassed: "What good things can there be here?" "

Lv Bu glanced at Wang Hao with interest: "The divine light is blazing, and the ghost fire is glowing!" Tonight's ghost fire feast was specially prepared by Lu Zhonglang for Taiping Dao! "

[A good Lu Zhi, knowing that the Levitation Technique cannot defeat the Taiping Dao psychological defense line at once. 】

[And miracles prepared in advance may not appear on time.] 】

[Therefore, he prepared a large-scale ghost fire show to continue the impact of this miracle. 】

[I have to admit that people who are thoughtful to this extent are really terrible. 】

[But specially, a ghost fire, labor and management are really not rare! ] 】

"Eh..."

Wang Hao looked reluctant: "Can I refuse?" "

Lu Bu did not hesitate and refused on the spot: "No, let me stay honest!" "

Wang Hao shrugged awkwardly: "Oh~~~"

Another half hour passed.

The red glow faded and night began to fall.

More than a dozen strangely dressed Taoist men, like jumping gods, holding various magic weapons, appeared in turn.

Some hold the French seal, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right;

Some grabbed ghost torture sticks, with strange steps, kept waving from side to side, and chanted words in their mouths;

Others shake the bells in their hands, making strange and rhythmic sounds;

......

This is a sudden scene.

Once again, it attracted the yellow turban, which had fallen silent.

They poked their heads out in unison, observing the weird performances below, and

talking about it:

"Who knows what they're doing? It's been a whole day, and it doesn't stop! "

"I have followed the Great Sage for so long, but I have seen him perform rituals twice, but it has never been so grand."

"The real person who came down from Dragon Tiger Mountain is indeed different from ordinary Taoists, maybe there are really two sons."

"Yes, floating all day without saying, actually arranged for someone to dance for us, haha."

"The officers and soldiers are really interesting, can dancing make the Yellow Emperor and Laozi jump out?"

"Oh hey, I really can't help it, laughing makes my stomach hurt."

"Hahahaha!"

“......"

Just when the yellow turbans in the city mocked unscrupulously.

Suddenly, a suspended Taoist priest waved his big hand and let out a thunderous roar: "Nether Ghost Fire, rise!" "

Burst! Burst! Burst!

In an instant, clusters of light blue flames lit up one after another under the city.

The breeze swept by, the beating blue flames swayed with the wind, and the eerie ghost crying wolf howl seemed to float in the air, which suddenly made the yellow turbans in the city shudder and tremble.

"Blue flame, is this a ghost fire?"

"Lean! Could it be that they could control the Nether Ghost Fire Escort? "

"Nima! Are these guys immortals or demons? "

"Listen, there seems to be a ghost crying and a wolf howling."

"Nope! It's not true, it's definitely not true. "

"Can you float in the air, control ghost fire, and summon gods to manifest saints?"

"Could it be that the Great Sage really deceived us?"

“......"

Even the Yellow Turban Qu Marshal who was responsible for guarding the city gate couldn't help but shudder at this moment.

He stared at the scene under the city, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva: "Quick, send someone to inform the Great Sage and Good Master, the officers and soldiers control the ghost fire, summon the Yin soldiers to protect the formation, how should we deal with it?" "

The yellow turban soldier stood for a long time before he clasped his fists: "Oh! "

Immediately.

With horror, turn away.

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