Great Sui Guoshi

Seemingly peaceful words, Wang Shuhua still cared a little about the so-called practitioners in his heart, but he had never seen them in his whole life. Killing people invisible, singing and drinking in the mountains and wilds were also things that a literati like him yearned for in his bones.

But the heart is old after all, older than the body.

As the cold wind got stronger, Lu Liangsheng pinched his finger to prevent the old man from getting the cold, and flicked his wide sleeves, an invisible thing blocked the wind outside, which surprised Wang Shuhua.

He even reached out to touch it curiously, but couldn't touch anything.

Calling Qili again and again, the teacher and the student walked and chatted along the path in the field, and after another half an hour, Zuo Zhengyang came over and said that it was getting late, so he was about to leave.

The old man got into the car and drove away, opened the curtain and still urged: "Remember what you said before."

"Follow the teacher's instruction."

Lu Liangsheng bowed his hands and watched the carriage go away, until it disappeared at the end of the road, then turned and walked back.

On the small road in the field, Taoist Ha watched the carriage going away and stood up angrily.

"...This old guy, hypocritical, looks down on people who practice Taoism, this old man is going to die of anger, don't stop—"

With a kick of the two short legs, he jumped to the ground. Sun Yingxian grabbed it with quick eyes and quick hands. The whole short figure was caught in the air, slipped out of the cotton jacket, and turned in the wrong direction.

Snapped!

It was the sound of lapping water.

far.

Lu Liangsheng was walking back to the village, still thinking about the conversation he had just had with his mentor, and within a moment, he heard the shouts of Taoists in the distance.

"Lu Liangsheng, your Master Toad fell into the pool!"

Taoist Toad sank loudly in the pond where the water was stored.

"Gurrrrrrr..."

Only a few bubbles remained on the surface of the water.

Chapter 42 Knots

The cold wind whimpered and ran across the eaves, squeezed into the door gap, and the oil lamp standing on the stove swayed gently.

"Let me tell you, the headhunter this afternoon just chased his own way and ran a hill some time ago. If my master hadn't repeatedly told me not to do anything to ordinary people, I would have beaten him so hard that day that I couldn't find him. ..."

The kitchen was dimly lit, reflecting the shadows of five people eating at the small table. Sun Yingxian's random words made the three of them laugh, and the small room was filled with warmth.

Li Jinhua picked up a chopsticks of vegetables for her husband, and saw her son holding a bowl of rice in silence.

"Liangsheng, what are you thinking? If you don't eat, the food will be cold."

Lu Liangsheng raised his head, hummed, took two mouthfuls, and smiled at his mother, "I didn't think about it."

After speaking, put down the bowls and chopsticks.

"Mom, Dad, I'm done eating."

Immediately, he got up and went to the stove, took an empty bowl and scooped up a spoonful of hot soup in the firewood pot, the cold wind whimpered outside the window, when Lu Liangsheng turned around, he waved his wide sleeves to that side, and the slightly open window closed with a 'snap' tight.

Walking to the door of the stove, the door made a creaking sound and opened by itself. The boy walked out against the cold wind, and the door closed behind him, leaving behind the old couple who forgot to eat with their bowls and chopsticks, and Lu Xiaoxian who was dumbfounded.

Only Sun Yingxian pouted.

"Hmph... I want a female ghost, and I can pretend..."

The words stopped suddenly, and before the family of three on the opposite side came back to their senses, the chopsticks quickly reached out to the plate, picked it up into the bowl, picked up the bowl, only showing two eyes, and slapped it into the mouth.

What he saw was different from Lu Laoshi and Li Jinhua, except that Lu Liangsheng wielded mana to close the window, and the door was opened and closed by female ghosts, so he naturally didn't feel any fuss.

Lu Xiaoxian came to his senses, hit the Taoist with his chopsticks, and then grabbed it. Li Jinhua looked at the closed door, put down the bowl, and didn't care about the Taoist and his daughter's snatching.

"Liangsheng, I'm pretending to be something."

Lu Laoshi nodded: "It's like this when you come back from the outside, will you have a book with that king..."

The woman just sighed.

Outside, Lu Liangsheng walked across the eaves with soup, the wind blew, he pushed the door open, and the young man walked into the room, waving his robe sleeves, and the oil lamp ignited a big flame.

The warm yellow light illuminated the room, and between the quilts on the bed, Daoist Toad shivered under the quilt, feeling the light, opened his eyes, and Lu Liangsheng sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl that was steaming.

"Master, drink some hot soup to warm your body. There are ginger and scallions in it, and the taste is not bad."

Taoist Ha turned his face away and snorted, "Don't drink."

Nie Honglian waved her long sleeves to hide her delicate face, and floated to the side of the young man, her eyes bent into crescent moons: "Master Toad has lost his temper. I used to hear that the older you get, the more you look like a child sometimes... ..”

"The old man didn't make trouble!" Toad wrapped himself in the quilt and turned in one direction.

The boy smiled and sat on the other side.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The quilt was stirred a few times, and Daoist Toad stretched out his short legs and sat up, with his webs embracing: "Your academic master, why does he look down on people who practice? If the master's mana is still there, you can't just pull him to reason, old man He is old enough to be his grandfather!"

Hong Lianpiao sat on the edge of the bed and chuckled lightly.

"The same rhetoric as Daoist Sun."

"Don't mention that stinky Taoist priest!" Taoist Toad jumped up in anger: "It's angry when you say it. If he hadn't caught him as a teacher, I would have fallen into that pond!!"

Lu Liangsheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'll scold him later." Then, he scooped up a spoonful of warm soup and handed it over: "I'm angry too, so I'd better drink the soup first, so that I have the strength to scold Sun Yingxian."

"You are a shrew as a teacher?!"

After Taoist Ha had said it, he felt much better. After taking a sip of the soup, a sense of warmth swirled in his stomach. Looking at the disciple in front of him, he suddenly felt that he was treated no worse than that old scholar.

Smacking his lips: "The taste is a bit bland, next time I ask your mother to add more salt. In terms of food, the old man is an expert..."

When he opened his mouth and took a second sip, voices came from the courtyard outside, followed by the words of Li Jinhua and Lu Laoshi.

"Grandpa, why are you here, and you don't ask anyone to help you?"

The voice came into the room, beside the bed, Nie Honglian took the bowl over, "My lord, go and have a look outside."

"Ah."

Lu Liangsheng nodded, said a few words of comfort to Taoist Toad, got up and opened the door, Taigong Lu leaned on his pear wood stick, supported by Li Jinhua and Lu Laoshi, and walked slowly to the eaves.

"I've been lying in bed for three months... my bones are fine..... I'm fine..."

The old man sat there with cloudy and kind eyes. Watching Lu Liangsheng approach, his toothless mouth laughed and wrinkled.

"I... came here just to thank Liang Sheng face to face... If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid I would have been buried in the soil."

"Yo, Grandpa, don't say thank you or not." Lu Laoshi is not very good at talking, and he forgot what to say after one sentence.

Lu Liangsheng took the words: "My father is right, there is no need for the family to thank you." He went over, squatted in front of Grandpa Lu, touched the old man's wrist with his fingertips, and checked his pulse.

In fact, he has never read medical books, but there is an article in "Qing Huai Bu Meng" about how to use power to observe people's physical conditions.

"Grandfather, your body is still a little weak. You should not go out often during this period, so as not to catch the cold and cause trouble."

The old man is old, but he hasn't experienced too much battle after all. He has basically lived in the mountains all his life. Hearing Lu Liangsheng's calm words at this moment made him feel at peace.

He grabbed the young man's hand, and after a while, he said: "Liangsheng...it's hard for you... Grandpa is also afraid of death, and wants to see more children in the village. Every day is going well, I've heard that, Every household in the village is doing well now, and Grandpa has nothing to thank you for."

Standing up from the stool staggeringly on crutches, he was about to bow down.

"only……"

"Master!"

Lu Liangsheng quickly stretched out his hand to hold the old man, "Grandfather, this is what Liangsheng should do... what he should do..."

what to do...

Muttering these three words in aftertaste, the knot with my teacher Tian Jian before finally came to light.

"Whether it's good to practice to help others, or to be an official to bless the people of the world...don't do small good deeds."

Pushing the old man back on the stool and sitting down, Lu Liangsheng suddenly had a smile on his face.

inside the house.

The soup bowl was already empty, Taoist Toad touched his swollen belly, leaned against the bed and squinted his eyes comfortably, and told the female ghost how he accepted Lu Liangsheng as his apprentice, and when he talked about the night he met the centipede spirit, his words stopped one time.

"... At such a critical moment, he actually came up."

The female ghost lay on the quilt, bent her legs and swayed slightly, propped her chin, her pretty face was full of curiosity: "Why? Aren't you afraid, sir?"

"Afraid? He... is just a bad guy."

Taoist Ha looked at the swaying oil lamp and smiled.

"Guess what he said at the end?"

"say what?"

"He said: You are the master..."

Taoist Toad sat up, he had some past, so he couldn't speak out, thought for a while, and just smiled: "This is the only disciple I have in my life."

Bean-sized lights flicker, illuminating the inside and outside of the house, far away to the mountain village under the outline of the mountain, in the city of thousands of lights, in a quiet courtyard, silhouettes are cut in the paper windows with small gaps.

Amidst the occasional barking of dogs, Zuo Zhengyang looked at the manuscripts spread out on the desk, like a crude relationship diagram drawn temporarily.

Soon, the ink-stained nib circled the words 'Lujiacun'.

The flames reflected on his face, and his thick eyebrows frowned.

Chapter 43 Life I Like

"Lu Family Village..."

The oil lamp shook, reflecting on the man's face, a pair of powerful eyes under the thick eyebrows swept over the three characters of "Yuzuiling" written on the paper, and then landed on the three characters of Chen Yaoke,

"October...Liu Erlong and his bandits ransacked Lu Family Village...they were killed that night..."

"On the fifth day of August, Chen Yaoke was disembowelled with a knife at home, and the windows and door locks showed signs of being tampered with..."

The night in the courtyard changed from pitch black to blue, and when the eastern sky turned pale, Zuo Zhengyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly went to another room to rummage through boxes and cabinets, and found the documents that had been sealed and handed over to the next head catcher.

The pages were flipping in his hands.

At some point, it stopped.

Zuo Zhengyang's face suddenly changed when his eyes stayed on a piece of content. It was the registered names and addresses of forty idlers, nine of whom were from the same place - Lujia Village.

As a headhunter, this clue should not be ignored, but he has always been concerned about the harm of evil methods, so that he has become blind.

"Call everyone!" Zuo Zhengyang was holding the booklet, his hands trembling slightly.

Soon, the arresters in the building ran out in a panic with their robes and weapons in hand, and gathered in the courtyard to discuss in a low voice.

"I don't know what happened to the arrester who was about to be promoted, but he called everyone up at this time."

"There may be a new case..."

"Could it be that the matter with Mr. Chen's family has progressed?"

……

The chatter became quieter, and the two doors of the main room creaked open. Zuo Zhengyang strode out wearing a headhunter's robe, with two long soldiers stuck behind his back, and a slender blade hanging from his waist.

"Is everyone here?!"

"It's all—" everyone roared.

Zuo Zhengyang squeezed the scabbard tightly, and nodded quickly to the arresters. He knew that he had found the clue, and he would soon find out who was behind the scenes.

Although Chen Yaoke's death was different from that of his servant and the bandits in the mountains, they were related in the end.

"No matter who you are... I will definitely find you out..."

The morning sun had already risen, and he was standing there, about to call everyone out, when suddenly, he closed his mouth again, and stared straight at his subordinates.

Yesterday afternoon, in the carriage, the old man's words came out, lingering in his ears like hallucinations.

"...every mountain, every earth, the sound of the wind, the sound of the rain must be watched and listened to..."

One mountain and one soil, listen to...