Great Sui Guoshi

"Let's go...it's the one from last time."

The dust and smoke gradually dissipated on the road, and at the end of the distance, the figures of one person and one donkey were no longer visible. Along the official road, the setting sun turned into a smear of red on the top of the mountain.

Amidst the neighing of the old donkey, smoke and dust swept across, all the way through Hegu County and Fushui County to Qixia Mountain.

Hundreds of birds fly over Hongxia and pass through the mountains and forests.

Lu Liangsheng patted the donkey's head and slowly stopped, took the rein, walked through the red glow, and greeted the villagers who were packing up and going home on the dirt road outside the village.

It seems that I only went to the city once.

Behind him, the Taoist with worn-out shoes panted heavily, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and staggered behind.

"Old Lu...wait for me, I'm exhausted."

Chapter 2

The last smear of red falls from the top of the mountain, the sky and the earth are immersed in darkness, the speckled lights are lit up in the mountain village, amidst the sound of dogs barking and coughing, the petunias stroking outside the fenced yard, the old couple eating in the kitchen, and The girl heard a neck ringing.

Opening the door of the stove, looking out faintly, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey into the courtyard, saw the family members who were half of their body protruding from the door of the stove, let go of the reins, and laughed.

"Do you have my share?"

Li Jinhua, Lu Laoshi, and Lu Xiaoxian, who were protruding from the door, opened their mouths slightly while holding the bowls and chopsticks, and nodded in unison, and then realized that the woman ran out quickly with an 'ouch'.

"Liangsheng, why are you coming back at this time? It's so dark at night, and you're not afraid of falling. Come in, come in, there's still food in the pot."

The old donkey ran over happily and hugged the woman's hand. Seeing Li Jinhua raising his hand, he kept hooving forward. He hurriedly turned the donkey's head away, and ran into the donkey shed without turning his eyes. He crawled slowly on the ground. chewing grass.

"Is there anyone who knows how to do it... Mommy... Huhu... you ran away to death."

The Taoist limped over while holding on to the fence. Li Jinhua looked at him, pulled his son over and asked a question quietly.

"What is Daoist Sun doing?"

"It's okay, he thought he was in poor health, so he ran all the way back from Hegu County."

Lu Liangsheng looked back at the Taoist with a smile, and took his mother back to the kitchen. There were also some small dishes on the table. The rice must not be enough. The woman wiped the cauldron, Hong Lian came in from the outside to help light the fire, and the Taoist grabbed the chopping board , picked up the kitchen knife and raised his chin at Lu Xiaoxian, who was carrying the bowl to one side, and started chopping vegetables with a sharp knife.

"Brother, what did you do in the capital? You came back in the dark at this time?" Lu Xiaoxian ignored the Taoist, put down her chopsticks and looked at the elder brother who was making noodles over there.

The Taoist who cut the vegetables laughed, and waved his hands to shake off the water stains on his hands.

"Xiaoxian, you don't know what happened that day. The capital is such a big monster. He used all his spells in his own way, and the other brother even gave the emperor..."

From the corner of the eye, two gazes stared fiercely over, the Taoist stopped talking immediately, Hong Lian withdrew her cold gaze, and looked at the astonished Li Jinhua opposite.

"Auntie, don't listen to this bull-nosed little Taoist bragging."

On one side, Lu Liangsheng kneaded the dough, squeezed out a lump from the tiger's mouth, patted it flat on the palm, and handed it to his mother. Seeing the woman's suspicious eyes, he smiled.

"Actually, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to get back some relics of my mentor..."

These are all perfunctory words. It is impossible to say that he ran to fight a big monster and scared the emperor to death along the way.

Of course, it wasn't that he was scared to death. That day when he stepped on Pudu Cihang and fell from the sky, who knew that Chen Shubao would be there, pushing and running over him all the way, and other people would probably end up like this.

Made sticky pancakes, made do with the side dishes on the table for dinner, let the Taoist continue to brag in the stove, Lu Liangsheng brought broth, half of the pancakes walked across the eaves, and returned to the room, the fire was lit on the wick , to illuminate the interior of the house.

On the bed, Taoist Toad, who was soundly asleep, smelled the aroma, stopped his heaving belly, opened his toad eyes, sat up, and quickly climbed onto the table.

"Finally, I don't need to eat and sleep in the open, and I can have a warm meal."

Toad snorted along the edge of the bowl and took a mouthful of the hot soup, took a bite of the bread, and sat down comfortably with a few books, stretching his satisfied flippers.

"Master enjoy it slowly."

Lu Liangsheng will go to the bookshelf, hang Hong Lian's picture scroll on the wall, dust off the books, place the four treasures of the study, and add the fragrance of books,

After tidying up for a while, I went to take Yuelong in my hand, walked to the bed, pulled it out with a 'clang', and faintly whispered 'uh...'.

The mechanism of the ancient and simple sword clattered, the engravings moved and stretched, and the clear moon exposed by the clouds, the winding thin line seemed to be swimming under the moon.

The spiritual energy of the sword body is much more abundant than when it was on the way before. Sure enough, after having the sword spirit, the Moon Misty Sword can accumulate spiritual energy on its own. More, or some academic problems.

What is the upper limit of the spirit, will the last two spirits be attached to it, will it cause damage to the current moon or the spiritual consciousness inside, will it run away by itself after self-awareness, will it suddenly become the second A Purdue Cihang...

While thinking, the drawn Moon Misty Sword made a sound.

"Master, take a closer look..."

Turning around abruptly, he said to Taoist Ha, who was eating cakes and drinking soup over there.

"Mighty Taoist Toad, do you need a smaller pancake? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it..." "By the way, where's the white hen? I think it's extraordinary, do you want to try it?"

"Master, why don't you frame the picture of the female ghost sister?"

"Old Toad, that soup bowl is a bit deep..."

On the table, Taoist Toad had swollen veins on his forehead. He threw the bread away, picked up the cigarette stick and jumped out of bed, taking a puff of anger.

"My mother... as a teacher, I regret helping you refine it. If I were the old man back then, I would beat you to pieces with one web, and I would swallow my spiritual consciousness in one gulp."

"Toad, toad, soft stomach..."

Yue Hao hummed a ditty in Lu Liangsheng's hands and trembled triumphantly. The scholar was also a little troubled. Apart from his spiritual sense, this guy also memorized all the scenes he had experienced. No wonder he knew so much.

Holding the hilt of the sword and pushing it, Yuelong suddenly said, "Ah! ' moaned, inserted into the sheath, thrown to the bookshelf by Lu Liangsheng, still shaking in the shelf.

"Master, do you think this scabbard is not good enough for me, have you considered changing it for me? Otherwise, I won't be able to stand the trouble..."

"...It's better to be wider, tighter on both sides, and put some gold and jade seals on it... Hey...don't cover it!"

Covering it with a piece of silk cloth stopped the chattering.

Lu Liangsheng heaved a sigh of relief, the buzzing in his ears finally subsided, he moved the lamp, and opened a book in front of the window lattice.

Taoist Toad hugged his flippers against the quilt and looked at his apprentice's back.

"This month's Misty Sword is simply lost, and it won't stop talking, and the words are fucking... cheap!"

With the slightly open window, the scholar raised his face and looked at the night sky outside the gap. The sky was full of stars laying out a Milky Way across the sky. Amid the sound of insects, he smiled and shook his head.

"Master, this is a spirit sword after all, what a pity to lose it."

Inside the bookshelf covered with white cloth, Yuelong's voice buzzed: "This father agrees!"

"To shut up!"

Taoist Ha threw the cigarette stick over, and when there was a sound, Lu Liangsheng at the desk over there turned a page and continued the previous words softly.

"...It's a pity to lose it. If you talk too much, you will be fined to stay on the top of the mountain."

Inside the silk cloth, the Moon Misty Sword suddenly became quiet. Not long after, the Taoist yawned and jumped onto the roof, lying on the roof in the moonlight, turning over a new pair of cloth shoes in his hand, and quickly throwing the broken one aside. , put it on the feet again, and held it up and down in the moonlight.

The old trees in the courtyard rustled lightly, and Lu Laoshi's snoring sound came from the dark window lattice, causing Li Jinhua to beat her husband with his hand, and the sound became quieter.

The window lattices were lit with lights, and the room was warm and bright. On the bed, Taoist Toad covered his belly with a small blanket, sleeping soundly, with one flipper exposed.

Hong Lian made hot tea and walked softly, put it in the scholar's hand, stepped back to the side, and watched quietly with her chin propped.

The books were piled up, flipping through the pages with his fingertips, Lu Liangsheng took a sip of tea, looked at the woman in the lamplight, looked at each other and smiled, and continued to flip through the books.

He hadn't read a book like this for a long time.

*****

The night is dark, far away to Fushui County, Hegu County, a hundred miles away, the gate of the city with crossed white stripes is gently closed.

In the cold moonlight, a woman led a three-year-old child slowly down the stone steps, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, she looked back at the white lantern hanging under the eaves of the door, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and shaved off the tears on her cheeks. Tears, holding the child's hand tightly, walked towards the long street in the middle of the night.

On the misty street, a child with pigtails looked up at his mother beside him.

"Mom...where are we going?"

bang bang bang...

The sound of beating came from a distance, Rouge squeezed out a smile, and stroked her son's bun.

"Mingyue, mother will take you to a place where there are high mountains, and there are also people who have attained the Tao in the mountains!"

The child didn't understand very well, but he probably understood a little bit, so he nodded.

"it is good!"

bang...

bang...

The watchman with a lantern in his neck collar came from a distance. He saw a mother and child coming towards him and wanted to go up to ask them, but in the blink of an eye, both of them disappeared into the mist.

"Hey hey..."

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly knocked on his clapper and ran away as if fleeing.

Chapter 2 The Woman From Afar

The morning light shines from the mountains in the east, and the mountain villages and fields are wrapped in gold. The morning glory drips dew on the fence wall and sways slightly in the wind. Li Jinhua, who got up early, yelled to get her husband to get up. Throw it away in the vegetable garden, go back to the kitchen and cook with Hong Lian, Su Qun Muchai.

The smoke was lingering, the gray old hen rolled her eyes, clucked and crowed, and scratched the ground. In the sound of creaking doors, Lu Liangsheng squeezed away the sleepy Taoist, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, looking at the familiar courtyard, his heart was always at ease .

As for the improvement of cultivation base in the future, Lu Liangsheng is not in a hurry. The road to cultivation is difficult, and every step must be firm. The realm of the Nascent Soul is not so easy to cultivate. If you don't have the orifice, you can't return to your body, and instead become a lonely ghost.

It's amazing, but it's also a ghost cultivator, so it's a big loss.

After breakfast, Lu Liangsheng went back to the house, took the wolf pen, picked up the master who had sneaked back and put it on his shoulder, and the voice on the bookshelf over there shouted: "Take me!" "Take me!" In the village, he greeted the Taoist and went out to the outside of the village.

The autumn colors are getting stronger, and a trace of withered yellow can be seen at the foot of the mountain.

In autumn, the fish is fat. In the earlier water storage pond, big men in the village set up the pond to catch fish. Children with trouser legs and bare feet picked up the fish that had jumped into the field, laughing and throwing it back and forth with their friends. Go play.

Vendors who come here at this time of year wait for the fish to come out of the pond to their hands. Over the years, the fish in Lujia Village have been famous for their fat and tender size, and they are sold out as soon as they arrive at the market.

People with minor illnesses eat this fish all the year round, and their old ailments are not only relieved, some even healed without medicine. At first, some people thought that the good water in Qixia Mountain could raise this kind of fish and shrimp. People often came to steal the water in the middle of the night. But the ones raised in the end are still the same as the fish ponds in ordinary people's homes.

In the end, it can only be attributed to such remarks as Lujiacun's Fengshui is excellent.

But how could the people in the village not know that there is a magic spell placed by a good man in this river. Everyone is related to each other and receives such a great favor, so naturally they keep this secret in their stomachs, even if they marry into the village. I don't mention it, unless I have a child and my heart is here, I will say something cryptically.

When the busy people saw the young people leaving the village, they greeted him one after another. Lu Liangsheng responded one by one with a smile, turned to the river, pinched his fingers, and the slowly flowing river swirled apart, revealing the river bed, and the small magic circle that had been piled up before After a few years, it has loosened a lot, and after being re-arranged and reinforced, continue along the river bank to the next place.

After a while, after finishing the second spirit-gathering circle, Lu Liangsheng looked at the closed water surface, and turned his head to look at the toad lying on his shoulder.

"Master, how will you practice in the future?"

"Why don't you bother with good students." Taoist Ha took a breath of smoke and shook the soot in the pipe, "same name and same return, and it can't change the fact that the teacher is a demon. You can only restore the demon pill, but it will take time There may be more... Well, maybe when the time comes, your lifespan will be exhausted, and you will be buried in the soil with you even if you have not repaired it as a teacher."

The long red tongue rolled the flying insect next to him into his mouth and swallowed it. He smacked his lips: "This is also very good. The higher the level of cultivation, the more things you can do. Why don't you be lazy like you are now?" .”

Lu Liangsheng smiled, and didn't continue talking. He went to Beicun to set up the last magic circle, and returned home before lunch. The news of his return yesterday had already spread. As soon as he returned to the small courtyard, Wang Banyan I also came here, and when I saw the scholar coming back, I greeted him.

"Master, are you back?!"

There was also an oilcloth bag of snacks in his hand, which was taken by Lu Xiaoxian and taken aside. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man followed Lu Liangsheng, did not enter the house, and stood at the door to bow his hands and salute.

"Disciple, I went back to Fushui County with the caravan not long ago, took the money and came back, and built a house in the village... That's right."

The old man hurriedly took out the rouge powder from the bag he was carrying, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Master, you should like it."

Hearing this, Hong Lian poked her head out from the picture scroll on the wall, saw the thing in the old man's hand, and took it happily, even if she didn't need it for herself, it could be used on the painted skin.

"Your age..."

Lu Liangsheng knew that no matter whether he took the old man's things or not, the other party would persevere, but at the age of the other party, he really wanted to accept it. The age gap between the master and the apprentice was so great... It was a bit of a contradiction.

Over there, Wang Banyan waved his hands, stared blankly at a certain place in the room, and said with a smile: "Master, I don't dare to ask extravagantly for immortal arts and Taoism. Cheng En is also more than I can ask for."

At this time, the meal was ready. Hearing his mother's voice, Lu Liangsheng pondered for a moment, and then spoke to the old man.

"It is also possible to pass on your technique of observing and deducing the qi. If you are not a successor, you cannot pass it on. Can you do it?"

"It can be done, it can be done!"

Wang Chengen's face was filled with joy, and he shook off his wide sleeves and was about to bow down, but was brushed up by the scholar in front of him, "You don't need to bow down, let's come in and eat together."

"No need, no need, the newly built stove just turned on, master is slow to use it, Cheng En will go back first." Wang Banyan understood and said goodbye with his hands, and the speed of leaving was much lighter while leaning on crutches.

This continued for several days.