Great Sui Guoshi

"Okay, the place..."

The fat monk bowed vertically towards the mountain village in the distance, and the two teenagers beside him were also a little fascinated by the morning scene in front of them. Fajing said in his ear: "Let's go." Then he came back to his senses.

The boy with brown and blue eyes restrained his previous expression, snorted coldly, folded his arms and followed behind the fat monk, while the other child looked around curiously.

"Master, what kind of person is that Mr. Lu?"

"Learned...have cultivated..." Fajing's monk robe was open, fluttering on both sides, the Buddha beads on his thick chest rubbed against each other, and his big round face smiled like a Maitreya.

"Hehe...and rare virtues."

The monk looked sideways at Yu Wentuo who was walking without a word, and repeated softly: "Virtue is very important."

It was Yu Wentuo who answered him with another cold snort.

On the dirt road leading to Lujia Village, beside the three of them, there was a young man holding a wooden sword with a leaf in his mouth, looking over with his head.

"Are you also looking for Mr. Lu?"

The monk nodded: "Yes."

"Hmm... I remember that Mr. Lu is over there!" Li Suian pointed to the mountainside in the west of the village, "Let me tell you, Mr. Lu likes to be quiet. At this time, the aura is abundant on the mountain, which is helpful for cultivation!"

"Oh?"

Fajing stopped, and then looked at the young man carefully. He was wearing a brown-yellow short jacket with pudding.

"Little benefactor... no, lie."

The words were gentle, and after speaking, he took Yu Wentuo and the boy who had spoken before, and walked to the entrance of the village together, Li Suian's voice of "Ai Ai" chased after him.

He was still saying, "Why don't you believe it? It's true..." At the village sunbath, an old man with a goatee was bathed in the sun and was slowly punching. Behind him were eight big men from Lujia Village, showing their chest muscles. Waving stone locks and millstones, the wind is full of whirring sounds.

The old man who slowly punched out the last punch, recuperated his efforts, looked at the entrance of the village with blank eyes, felt a peaceful Buddha atmosphere, his beard trembled slightly, he stroked the tip of his beard, and smiled.

"What is the master doing in Lujia Village?"

The eight people around who were lifting stone locks and waving the millstone stopped their arms, pumped their bouncing chest muscles, and tilted their heads to look at the four people who entered the village, three teenagers, and stared directly at the big monk who also showed his chest.

Lu Pan lightly threw away the tens of kilograms of grinding disc in his hand, and hit the ground with a dull 'bang' sound. He patted the dust on his hands and looked vigilantly.

At the entrance of the village, Fajing said the Buddha's name.

"The poor monk came to see you, fellow Taoist Lu, I still look forward to you, it's convenient for you to come."

On the side, Li Suian spit out leaves, folded his arms and approached Yu Wentuo's two teenagers, picking his chin.

"Did you see that, another high-ranking senior who can't see with his eyes can recognize this fat monk as a monk. Look at the eight strong men over there, tsk tsk, his muscles are stronger than those of those generals, don't bother Seeing Mr. Lu was so scared that he peed his pants."

"Yeah... it's a bit powerful, I'll be like this in the future." The young man who followed Yu Wentuo, with a pale complexion and a thin body, looked at the eight people over there, "I don't know Can Mr. Lu make me become this strong too?"

"Hmph." Yu Wentuo glanced at the eight people and the old man over there, then stopped looking, and said coldly: "A blind man with no cultivation base, a bunch of reckless men, what's so great about it?"

However, he didn't mention Lu Liangsheng, who he was about to meet. Once he entered Qixia Mountain, he could feel that there was an array of magic circles between the mountains, and the fields and rivers below were filled with auras. out.

While thinking about it, the old man over there had already communicated with the fat monk, and walked ahead to lead the way. Past the fence and courtyard wall, blooming morning glories stretched out of the wall and fluttered in the wind. Butterflies, bees There was dancing among the flowers, and a few birds flew over the heads of the crowd and landed on the cypress branches in the courtyard, blinking their eyes and looking down.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Fajing uttered the Buddha's name. On the stone bench under the tree, a boy with a copper ring around his neck was holding a red rooster bowl and looked at them with his head turned.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Mingyue, this master is here to find Master." Wang Banbiao naturally knew the boy's identity, and said something with a smile, and everyone was still in his mouth: "Master" did not react, and saw the boy's identity. The child on the stool put down the bowl and opened his mouth to the kitchen.

"Sir, there is a fat monk looking for you outside."

creak~

The door of the kitchen opened, and Lu Liangsheng came out with a bowl. He saw a fat figure in the courtyard, and a young man with a wooden sword behind his back. His expression froze for a moment. Xian overlapped her head, and Hong Lian exposed half of her body in the middle of the door, startling the three teenagers over there.

"Why is Master Fajing here?" The scholar put away the bowls and chopsticks, and made a gesture of invitation, "Wait for a while under the tree."

Fajing smiled and walked over, flicking his sleeves: "Fellow Daoist Lu, please do it."

Under the eaves, Lu Liangsheng nodded with a smile, glanced at Li Suian who was jumping and waving, turned around and went back to the stove to put down the bowls and chopsticks. When he came out, Daotong Mingyue had already boiled a kettle on the small stove, and when he saw Mr. Picking up his bowl and chopsticks, he quickly ran to the kitchen.

Yu Wentuo calmed down, just stood by the vegetable garden and looked at Mr. Lu dressed up as a scholar under the tree, joking with the monk, without noticing a grain of rice in his cuffs, with a weak appearance, how could he look like a master of Taoism .

"You don't understand now." Li Suian next to him could probably see what he was thinking, and put his elbow against it: "The more ordinary, the more it shows that the cultivation base is advanced. Look at who is a master, who is arrogant all day long. , look majestic?"

"When you say that, it seems to be the case."

Yu Wentuo nodded with a cold face, "However, how do you tell that this Mr. Lu must have a high level of cultivation?"

"I didn't say I could see it." Li Suian carelessly stretched out his arms, embraced him, patted him on the shoulder, and raised his chin: "Because that's my master!"

"you……"

Yu Wentuo looked at him speechlessly, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a black shadow crawling out of the vegetable garden, and the dense lumps on his back reflected the morning light, making him uncomfortable, so he kicked it back casually.

.........

"Farewell to He Liangzhou, I went to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The customs there are different from those in the south, and it is also very interesting..."

"Well, poor monk, go all the way back, go, outside Tianzhi City, and meet Sun Daoyou. Unfortunately, I have a group of children with no relatives with me, so I can't accompany you."

"group?"

"Yes, some of them have been placed in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and the rest don't want to. Over there, the child with brown eyes and blue eyes will be disturbed by the trouble in the temple. I have to find a new home for him. …”

"Ha ha......"

The branches and leaves of the cypress trees swayed slightly, and the shimmering spots of light cast on the stone table below, and the monk and scholar chatted and laughed for a while.

Puff puff......

On the small stove, the water was boiling and steaming hot.

Lu Liangsheng rolled up his cuffs, lifted the kettle to make the tea in front of the two of them, and pushed the teacup to the fat monk.

"Master is here for these three children?"

"Yes, two..." Fajing picked up the tea, as if he didn't feel it was hot, and took a sip, "That negative, sword boy, came by himself, and he has marks of sword cultivation on his body."

Lu Liangsheng glanced at the three young men who were muttering and said with a smile, "I taught it, but I didn't expect him to come here by himself."

"He is sincere!" The monk dropped two words heavily, but he affirmed Li Suian.

Speaking of this, the purpose of coming here is already obvious, Fa Jing paused, stood up with a fat body, and bowed to Lu Liangsheng vertically.

"I hope Fellow Daoist Lu will take them in."

Chapter 2 The World Will Change

"I hope, Fellow Daoist Lu, take him in."

Lu Liangsheng didn't know what to say when he saw the fat monk with a vertical seal saluting. For two days in a row, Wang Banyan first came, and then a three-year-old boy came. This time it was even better, three came in one go.

... I am still being an apprentice to others.

Lu Liangsheng felt like he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but his face was still tense, so that he wouldn't show too many inappropriate expressions in front of the three young people.

However, although the two met for a short time, they had a life-threatening friendship, so the scholar didn't say anything more, but asked why Wanfo Temple didn't accept him.

The monk turned his head to look at the young man over there, turned back and said with a smile:

"The poor monk originally thought that the young man's hostility was too heavy, but later on, he knew him, and his heart was arrogant. In the temple, the abbot wanted it, enlightened him, unintentionally, discovered it, but..."

Fajing lowered her voice: "Sacred artifacts, reincarnations, can only be saved by non-Buddhas. In the temple, the Buddhas are all mortals."

On the opposite side of the stone table, the tea cup was gently put down, and Lu Liangsheng looked at Yu Wentuo, who had brown and blue eyes among the three teenagers over there, this was the first time he had heard of the reincarnation of the artifact.

When we met in He Liangzhou before, I just felt that I was born with spiritual roots, but I didn't expect such a thing to come out. Except for a psychic sword and a magic scroll, Lu Liangsheng has never even heard of an artifact.

"That child, what artifact is reincarnated?"

"Kunlun Mirror."

Fajing's tone was calm, thinking about going all the way south, he was used to it in his heart, put down his vertical hand, took a sip from the teacup, looked at this small courtyard, the old tree was shaking gently, and there were leaves falling in the spot, the monk stretched out his hand to catch it. Yellowish cypress leaves.

"Lu Dao, a friend with a heart, a great virtue, a place where he is, is also a rare place, a piece of peace, brought by a poor monk, he comes, that is, I hope, a fellow Taoist, can use books, knowledge, great virtues, and enlighten him , so as not to go astray and cause disasters in the world."

"Ah."

Lu Liangsheng frowned and groaned, took the kettle to mix tea for the monk, and sorted out the cause and effect.

"The master brought him back to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple before to save him and convert to Buddhism, so as not to be used by others. It is a pity that he is the reincarnation of a divine weapon. You are helpless. That's why the master wants me to use knowledge and morality to let him know right from wrong and know how to behave."

Over there, Fa Jing closed the dead leaves in her hands and bowed to the scholar.

Lu Liangsheng pressed his knees, pursed his lips, looked past the monk, and looked at the three teenagers, "Then there is another one?"

"There is one more, a child with an ordinary surname. However, he has a very good relationship with Yu and Wen Tuo. The latter, who does not want to become a monk, so he came along... called Qu Yuan, Feng. "

The monk sighed and sat down again: "...the world is difficult. I originally thought that I would send this child to the capital of Nanchen and hand it over to the government. When I heard that something bad was coming... , so, let’s take it together and come over.”

"What's wrong?" Lu Liangsheng held his teacup to his lips.

"The war, the Northern Zhou Dynasty is gone, now, it is called Sui, Yang Jian proclaims himself emperor, and soon, he will send troops, go south, cross the river..."

Yang Jian proclaimed himself emperor...

Thinking of the man in the pavilion under the heavy rain that day, Lu Liangsheng still had a fresh memory. It was a natural thing for this man's aura to become an emperor.

For these things, Lu Liangsheng was no longer enthusiastic about the scenes that happened in the palace of the Chen Dynasty. He took it lightly when he became an official to govern the people. If the world is ruled by a capable king, it may not be a bad thing.

Thinking of this, he smiled, poured the tea near his mouth into his mouth, and drank it in one gulp.

"It would be good if the north and the south can be unified in the future, at least the people of the world can enjoy long-term peace."

Lu Liangsheng put down his teacup, and stopped talking about the upcoming battle. When he stood up, the three teenagers over there straightened their backs and lined up.

However, the scholar didn't look at them, but went to the kitchen, opened the door, and looked at Lu Laoshi who was holding a bowl to eat. The latter was holding a bowl with food in his mouth, intertwined his eyes with his son, and was stunned for a moment.

"What are you looking at me for?!"

The scholar sat across from him and laughed: "Father, I think the house needs to be refurbished, maybe there are not enough rooms."

"what?!"

Lu Laoshi swallowed the food in his mouth abruptly, his temper could not help getting anxious, "Stay outside..." The spit flew all over the place, causing the Taoist to slap his cuffs and was hit by Li Jinhua with a chopstick.

The woman put away her chopsticks, then took her husband's words and looked at her son.

"You have to live here? How much will it cost...money?"

"It doesn't cost money."

When the family members came in, they had to communicate with the family no matter what. After discussing for a while, Lu Liangsheng came out of the house and nodded to the fat monk.

"Let the three of them stay."

Li Suian was probably the happiest among these words. He grabbed the wooden sword behind his back, roared excitedly, and threw it into the sky. 's walked out.

"Who kicked the old man just now!!!"

Li Suian, who was falling, hurriedly lowered his head when he heard this sound, and a huge toad man stood there, staring angrily at his eyes.

"Yes... yes... a talking toad..."

He opened his mouth wide in horror, and his voice stuttered. Next to him, Yu Wentuo was also a little surprised, but he still snorted coldly.

"What's the fuss, it's just a little toad..."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow jumped up from the corner of his eye, and the young man subconsciously turned his head, and what was reflected in the bottom of his eyes was a small tobacco rod zooming in on his vision.

bah—

The end of the copper pipe hit Yu Wentuo's eyebrows fiercely, and he couldn't help screaming under the pain: "Little toad...how dare you..." His body became unsteady, and he fell backwards with a bang .

In the middle of the air, Taoist Toad stepped on his chest, covering the boy's head with his webbed cover, and smashed it violently.

"Toad, right?!"

Yu Wentuo covered his face and yelled out.

"you dare!!"

The smoke rod still fell down.

"Dare you!?"

"...Don't hit me, it hurts!"

"It hurts, right?!"