Great Sui Guoshi

Clay pots were placed on several bonfires, and there was the sound of boiling soup inside, and there was an unpleasant smell of herbs.

The wind blows, the flames fall, half of his handsome profile is illuminated by the bright yellow light, Lu Liangsheng is squatting on the ground, his eyes are focused on rubbing some medicines to stop the bleeding, and some dark red, blue and black spots are dyed on the white robe. At this time, regardless of the defense between men and women, he carefully lifted the corner of the waist of the woman with a pale face, two wounds that cut flesh and blood were intertwined, bloody.

A village woman who was helping to help took a look, and yelled "Ouch", and quickly covered the eyes of the woman's daughter next to her, closed them herself, and turned her body away.

The men who were still alive in the surrounding villages naturally couldn't approach them. They stood a few feet away and stretched their necks, and saw the scholar spread out the bandages.

"That gentleman, can Xiaohua's mother be cured?"

"I don't think so. The wound on Hua's mother's waist was cut too deep. She is still working all year round. She is in good health. If she were any other woman, she would have bleed to death."

"Alas....a crime, her man was burned to death by the Turkic barbarians, and he wanted to ruin her, and the baby was watching helplessly..."

In the mournful voice, Lu Liangsheng put the smashed herbal medicine on the bandage, put his other hand underneath, and transported the mana without a trace, with a faint white smoke floating from above.

When the woman's wound was pressed away, there was a soft 'chi' sound. The woman who lost blood and was unconscious, frowned slightly in her sleep, and moaned suddenly from her dry lips.

The little girl who was turned aside with her eyes covered, heard her mother's voice, broke away from her aunt's hand beside her, and cried out in surprise: "Mother!"

He rushed over, knelt on the ground and held the woman's head in his arms, crying out.

"Mother...Mother, Hua'er thought you were leaving too, so I don't want Hua'er..."

A group of villagers in the distance stood up one after another, watching the woman who moved her arm and touched the child, wiped away her tears one by one, and swarmed around.

"Sir, great grace!" "Yes, thank you sir for saving me!"

"I have clean water here, sir, drink up quickly, don't be tired!"

Some people also ran to the front of the crowd with their children and knelt down, kowtowing: "Sir, you also save my child. He was hit by a barbarian's horse and he still hasn't woken up yet."

"Hurry up!"

Lu Liangsheng asked the man to carry the child to his side, and after bandaging the woman over there, he asked the villagers to help lift the woman to the bed and check the child's head.

Knocked down by a war horse, his internal organs have been displaced. Fortunately, he has not only read some medical books, but also asked for medical knowledge during the few days he met the ghost doctor Li Yishu when he was in Wanhe County. All kinds of diseases, this kind of visceral displacement can be restored under the traction of mana. As for the unconsciousness, it should be that the head was bumped after being knocked down.

After sorting out his thoughts, Lu Liangsheng started to heal, and it went much smoother. The mana moved in the back of the child's head. In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed like he was massaging acupuncture points. Slowly opened his eyes, making the man cry and laugh, clasped his palms and kowtowed to Lu Liangsheng non-stop. After persuading him for a while, he took the child back and sat aside.

Farmers in mountain villages are already poor, and they are reluctant to go to the doctor when they are sick on weekdays. Especially for trauma, they are mostly treated with pot ash or grass ash. Seeing that the scholar has treated two people in a row, it is inevitable that more people will come.

Lu Liangsheng also knew their difficulties and the predicament at this time, so he would naturally help if he could.

The crowd was piled up, Taoist Toad, who had been watching from a distance, couldn’t see his apprentice, and he happened to have something to tell him. While no one was paying attention, he dodged into the shadows and moved slowly outside the crowd. The heel of his foot touched, and the man turned his head and lowered his gaze.

The moment Taoist Toad hurriedly lay down, the man bent down and stretched out his hand to grab it——

Under the old tree emitting black smoke, when Lu Liangsheng was treating the wound of the third person, a voice from outside the crowd suddenly shouted: "There is a big toad here!"

Holding a big toad's leg, it was hanging upside down to push away the crowd.

"Sir, look, I caught a big toad, can I give it to you as medicine?"

Taoist Toad's cheeks were swollen, his webbed embracing his chest, and he hung upside down in the hands of the man, staring at the scholar opposite, Lu Liangsheng saw the appearance clearly, laughed softly, got up, took it from the village man's hand, and let it go By the campfire.

"Not for the time being, by the way, you first pour out the herbs boiled in the clay pot and share them with everyone to drive away evil spirits and strengthen the blood and bones."

A group of villagers took down a few clay pots and went to the side to distribute the medicine soup from house to house. Lu Liangsheng lowered his voice and asked sideways: "Master, when you came back from the battlefield, where did you go?"

"I was invited to drink by a monster."

Thinking of what happened today, Taoist Toad felt quite ashamed. Seeing his apprentice staring at him, he sat on the ground and turned around, saying, "I'm here again to be kind."

Then he said: "It's the wolf demon that my teacher mentioned to you before, and I want the old man to stay in the northwest."

Afraid of talking too much, it would lead to the fact that he was killing people and eating people and demons everywhere. Toad stretched out his webs and quickly waved it, then changed the topic.

"When I'm done with my work, Master has something to tell you, as well as your apprentice. That's it, Master enters the room and waits for you."

Lu Liangsheng watched his master yawn, took advantage of no one's attention, trotted to the old donkey, rolled over the donkey's back and slid into the door.

'Master was invited to drink by the wolf demon?I'm afraid it's not that simple. '

Soon, the night was dark, and a few more patients were healed, and the wounded in the village were almost treated, so they returned to the dilapidated house.

Chapter 338 The world is once, can not be sorry

Lu Liangsheng pushed open the half-open scorched black wooden door, and returned to the house, and found a figure like a mountain of meat, sitting on the raised fire with a long mouth and big ears. When the latter saw the scholar coming in, the corners of his mouth were drawn to the back of his head .

"My old pig, I miss your drink."

"It turned out to be an old pig." Lu Liangsheng laughed, and reached out to take the self-portrait in the corner of the room. The phantom sitting on the edge of the bed disappeared, and he took a small pot from the bookshelf, and some millet, and boiled it with water.

Randomly, he imagined wine jugs and cups, and put them in front of the master and the pig demon.

"Old pig, why are you with my master? Last time when we parted at Changyang Mountain, didn't you say you were looking for weapons?"

Toad Taoist took a sip along the rim of the wine glass that was bigger than him, squinted his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "He was caught by the wolf demon, and he was demoted from the sky."

On the side, Zhu Gangyan was not angry, and smiled naively. The sound of metal rubbing was afraid of disturbing the villagers outside the house, so he said very little, and explained to Lu Liangsheng again what he had explained to Taoist Ha. , but luckily he didn't come in vain this time, he finally knew where the weapon was, and it wouldn't be too late to get it later.

Although Lu Liangsheng was curious about what kind of weapon this pig demon traveled to the northwest to find, it was inconvenient for him to ask more questions if the other party didn't tell him. After talking with each other for a while, the scholar asked Master, what happened to him outside just now? What to say to him.

The toad holding the cup put it down, and smelled the aroma of rice porridge into the pot with its flippers, and let out a comfortable breath.

"Last time you killed the Holy Huo Mingzun of the Fire Praying Sect and angered Wu Se Zhuang. A character named Wu Yuan Daxian will definitely seek your bad luck."

"Wuyuan Immortal, very powerful?" Lu Liangsheng covered Qu Yuanfeng on the wooden couch with a quilt. He knew about Wuse Zhuang. As for Wuyuan Immortal, this was naturally the first time he had heard of it.

Could it be the person in Mu Qiyou's memory, standing on the top of the mountain and wearing Taoist robes that day?

I carefully recalled the scene of that day, but it was a pity that it was only the memory of the dryad, and I couldn't see the appearance and age of the other party clearly.

"Don't think too much, there is a teacher!"

Taoist Ha raised his face vigorously, looked at his apprentice, and slapped his chest: "Although, as a teacher, I don't know what kind of person this person is, but if he wants to make the white wolf demon afraid, he is quite capable."

Hearing this, Lu Liangsheng laughed, went to stir the small pot, and pondered for a moment.

"Then what did Master say about Yuanfeng?"

Seeing that the porridge was almost ready, just scooped up a spoonful, Zhu Ganglian and Toad Taoist handed over their respective bowls, seeing that the apprentice first filled his red rooster porcelain bowl, nodded in satisfaction, Sit down cross-legged.

"Liangsheng, you used the life-extending lamp to bring back his soul, but his body is already dead, and there will still be a pile of bones after a while."

Lu Liangsheng looked at the apprentice on the wooden couch, and his heart sank. He had thought about this problem before, but after all, he still insisted on bringing the soul back to the body first, maybe there will be a turning point. Now it seems that he must find another way up.

Zhu Gangli, who was holding the bowl, stared at the spoon scooped up by the scholar and put it back into the pot, anxiously took the wooden spoon to scoop the bowl by himself, and said something by the way.

"If you die, you die. If you live toward death, there may be great fortune."

The rice porridge was scooped into the bowl, and suddenly there was no sound from around. Zhu Gangli raised his head while holding the bowl, and saw the scholar and the toad looking at him together.

"Hey....My old pig is straightforward..."

"Say." One person and one toad narrowed their eyes.

Zhu Gang shrunk his neck, glanced at the south, waved his hands, and asked Lu Liangsheng and Taoist Ha to come closer, kissed and opened and closed, and said in a low voice: "Lishan, save this person, go to Lishan, There is a holy spring on the mountain, which can save him, but if you see the real master, don’t say it was my old pig who said it.”

Lishan?

Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly, but Taoist Ha over there sprayed out the rice porridge in one gulp, sprinkled it into the fire, and waved his hands again and again.

"I can't go, I can't go!"

Before the scholar could speak, the pig demon nodded and said in a low voice: "That mountain is where the old mother of Lishan lives. If you want to use the divine spring, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Always try."

The scholar looked at the flickering fire and said softly, after dinner, he cast a spell on Qu Yuanfeng to block his death, and the sky outside was already dark.

Early the next morning, in the dilapidated village, the villagers got up early and came to visit the young gentleman. There was only a pile of firewood smoking in the house, and a few pairs of herbal medicines were placed on a dilapidated table next to it. .

"Benevolent!"

The old man in the village took these medicines, ran to the entrance of the village with tears in his eyes and knelt down, followed by the 30 to [-] people who followed him and knelt down one by one.

"Send it to the benefactor!"

One after another voices mixed together, spread far away into the blooming morning light, echoing in the mountains.

The morning breeze blows slowly across the undulating mountains.

Lu Liangsheng, who walked up the hill, seemed to feel the words of gratitude behind him. He turned around with a smile, pulled the reins, and the tinkling copper bells rang. Moaning and chirping, he picked a wild flower and put it under his nostrils to sniff; in the shaky bookshelf, with the small door open, Taoist Toad picked out today's clothes, chose a few, and threw them aside dissatisfied.

All the way to the south, Lu Liangsheng regained his mood because of his apprentice, but what he saw along the way still made him feel a little heavy.

A small number of Turkic cavalry went south, and the places they passed were dilapidated farmlands and mountain villages. People with bloody faces and ragged clothes sat by the roadside and at the entrance of the village, looking numbly at their dead relatives and children who lost their parents. , rubbing his eyes, standing alone in front of the collapsed house and crying loudly.

Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey forward, took out a few pieces of white flour steamed buns and put them in the child's hands, dug a hole for his dead relatives and buried them, asked for their names, and engraved them on them.

He also went to treat the injuries and illnesses of the villagers. The original half-day journey, he spent two consecutive days doing rescue work in various mountain villages, just like the words he said in the past when he was treating Lu Taigong in Lujia Village

'No matter how high the cultivation base is, if it is not used to save the people who should be saved, what is the difference between that and a miser. '

After finishing everything, it was already the morning of the third day. I had just packed up and took the old donkey away. People from the surrounding villages came to see him off. Seeing the scholar and the old donkey walking away, suddenly someone slapped his thigh and yelled.

"Ouch, I remembered!"

The man pointed at the far away figure, who was dressed in a white scholar's robe, and he stammered as he spoke.

"He...he... is a white-clothed fairy!! He was the one I recognized when there was a severe drought in Heliangzhou. No wonder people who are about to die can be saved, white-clothed fairy!"

This person was originally from Liangzhou in the Chen Dynasty. He witnessed the god who was struck by lightning on the platform for praying for rain. , naturally ecstatic, telling people about it later, enough to brag about for a lifetime.

.......

Chen Guangxi and the wild flowers swayed gently in the wind, and Daoist Ha was tied to a rope and sat on the donkey's head, holding a pipe in his mouth, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Liangsheng, are you really going to Mount Li?"

"go."

The scholar in front of the old donkey turned his face sideways, the sun fell on his face, his eyes swept over the pig demon who was looking at the picture scroll, and he turned his head to look at the mountain village in the distance, the mountain people standing at the entrance of the village.

"It doesn't matter, it's good to treat them, or for my apprentice Qu Yuanfeng. I will go through the world once and try my best. I'm afraid that I won't be able to face the future and my past self in the future."

Smiling, turned back, and moved on.

"...don't leave any regrets."

Chapter 339 Li Shan

The morning light pushed away Qingming and shone through the majestic city wall, spreading inwards, surrounded by row upon row of houses, the huge and prosperous city was not desolate due to the Turkic people entering the Great Wall.

The voices of people in Chang'an City gradually became noisy. The peddlers carrying their loads of goods in the streets and alleys began to yell loudly. The leisurely old man walked out of the house with a birdcage and came to the tea shop. There were already familiar companions waiting for him to sit down and drink tea. joking.

The stalls on the street opened the steamer, and the steam was coming out, and the young and strong who started the day counted the copper coins to buy one or two sweet steamed buns and ate them while walking, and then stood far away on the street side with their mouths and noses covered. The husband pulled a donkey cart and escorted them with dung buckets. Soon, the quiet long street became noisy again after the stench dissipated.

This is a peaceful and prosperous scene.

Outside the north gate, a fast horse with a small flag galloped into the city gate, and rushed all the way to the imperial city along the special road used only for emergency military situations.

"Urgent report, military emergency report—"

"The Great Turkic Khan Shabolue defeated Zhou Pan and fled in embarrassment!!"

......

Outside the Xuanzheng Hall, Yang Jian, who had left the court in the early morning, stood under the shade of the trees in the morning light, looking at the military situation of the Northland presented by his younger brother Yang Su, with a rather exciting expression on his face, and he tapped the information in his hands quickly and slowly. .

"Sha Bolu has [-] troops and went straight to the third floor. Mr. Lu's spells have already reached this level?"

Next to him, Yang Su bowed and nodded slightly.

"The second prince's stepping up, that's exactly what he said."

Under the shade of the tree, Yang Jian walked into the sunlight, watched a few birds flying in the distance landed on the flowerbed to peck the bugs, and handed the information in his hand to the eunuch to put it away.

Looking up, he let out a slight breath.

"The skill of the real gods is difficult for ordinary people. If these cultivators want this world, wouldn't it be easy?"

"Your Majesty, cultivating Taoism and immortality consumes energy, how can I give up longevity and long-term vision, and miss the wealth and honor in the world."

Hearing Yang Su's explanation, the emperor over there laughed, waved his hands, and walked quickly to the gravel path between the flower beds.

"Do you think I can learn from Chen Shubao? An emperor should know how to judge people, employ people, and trust people. Lu Liangsheng's practice is profound, and I am too happy. How can I be suspicious? If he really has the ambition of the world, he might have a chance in the Southern Dynasty. How can you travel around now, slaying demons and demons?"

"Your Majesty, the prefect of Sichuan Shuyan City..."