Great Sui Guoshi

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The old woman hesitated for a moment, holding the candlestick she couldn't help but move forward slightly, and carefully looked at the young man in a rather majestic robe at the door.

"Master Lu, is it really you?!"

After a while, the old lady recognized the young man in front of her, and hurriedly put down the candlestick to meet him, Lu Liangsheng naturally wouldn't let her salute.

"I'm here to see Mr. Zhou, what does the doctor say?" Lu Liangsheng helped her up.

The old woman looked back at her sleeping husband on the couch and shook her head.

"The master is already weak and old, because of this incident, he became angry, and the city was rained again. After being frightened, he fell asleep all the time when he came back..."

Lu Liangsheng got up from the table, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. He put his fingertips on the old man's wrist. He had read some medical books, and he was instructed by Li Yishu, a ghost doctor in Wanhe County, on medical knowledge. He took the old man's pulse , calmly and weakly, slightly parted his lips, looked at his tongue, and confirmed what the doctor said was true.

"Old lady, you don't have to worry, Mr. Zhou is only weak, and he will wake up soon after suffering from the wind and cold."

As he said that, with the fingertips on the old man's pulse, some mana energy was transferred, and he carefully swam through the aging organs.

Under the quilt, the breathing of the sleepy old man gradually became a little stronger. The old woman beside him could probably see what Lu Liangsheng was doing, so she quietly retreated out without disturbing her, and called the maid to pick up medicine for her husband, and then told the kitchen After serving the food and wine, he turned around and looked at the silhouette sitting on the edge of the bed, clasped his hands together, and burst into tears.

......

The raindrops dripping from the eaves gradually stopped after a few drops, the gloomy dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of sunlight shone down on the earth between the gaps in the clouds.

chirp chirp...

The birds flew out of the branches and landed on the roof, chirping happily, and the sunlight poured into the open window lattice. The old man on the bed moved his square palms, moved his fingers, and slowly opened his eyes.

The tightly closed mouth and nose groaned, but found that he didn't feel any pain, and he still had some strength to sit up by himself.

I found the crutches leaning against the bedside wall, put on my robe, and opened the door with a much lighter and more steady footstep than before. I gently knocked the maid who was dozing off on the fence to listen to the bottle.

"Master...Master?!" Ting Ping was taken aback, seeing Zhou Zhen standing in front of him, he quickly called out, and was about to call his wife, but was stopped by the old man.

"How did the old man come back?"

"It was the magistrate who sent the master back..." The servant girl put her finger on the corner of her lips, thought for a while, and added: "I heard from my wife that there are distinguished guests at home, but I didn't see any of them when I listened to the bottle." What a distinguished guest."

Zhou Zhen frowned, and then stretched it out. Thinking of the figure on the tower before, he immediately understood who the distinguished guest was. When he woke up, his body was much better than before.

After thinking about it, I don't need to ask this maid anymore, and I don't need the help of the servants. I lean on my crutches and walk towards the study. In the slightly open window, there is a scent of tea on the desk. After taking a sip, and seeing the contents of the book, the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a smile.

Hearing footsteps outside the door and the sound of pushing the door, Lu Liangsheng put down his tea and got up: "Mr. Zhou, why don't you take more rest?"

"I wanted to sleep a little longer, but I was afraid that the 'guest' would run away."

The old man said something jokingly, came over with a smile, sat next to the scholar, stretched his neck, and glanced at the book the other was reading.

"Liangsheng has always liked to read these weird books, it hasn't changed."

"It's just to pass the time." Lu Liangsheng took the tea on the table, moved it to the old man's side, as if the tea was overlapping, he took out a new cup of clear tea and placed it in front of Zhou Zhen.

"...not to mention Mr. Zhou's study, which book haven't you read?"

The tea is steaming hot, and there is a faint tea fragrance. The old man has long been used to it, so he took a sip of the tea and said, "Since I have read the old man's book, well, the old man will test your knowledge again to see if you have slacked off over the years." .”

"Haha, Mr. Zhou just ask questions."

The old and the young sat in the study to discuss knowledge as before, and laughed from time to time. The servant who eavesdropped told his wife that the latter smiled and asked someone to bring cakes to them, urging the kitchen to prepare the meals quickly, and also Go and sneak to the study to take a look.

The sun shines through the old trees in the courtyard, the swaying branches, the birds fly to the window lattice and jump around, looking curiously at the inside where the old and the young are sitting on the desk, holding books and laughing.

The cups and cups on the table are quiet, and the tea is steaming.

.......

The cloud cleared, and the rolling hills of Fulinzhou were covered with thin water vapor, and the sound of rustling footsteps could be heard in the raindrops of the forest.

"Master...Master, you hold on."

In the woods, a slender figure carried an old man out of the tree steps. The old man seemed to be unable to walk anymore. He fell limply from the young man's shoulder and leaned against the tree.

They are Chen Fu and Chen Jing's master and apprentice.

"Jing'er..." The old man leaned against the tree and opened his eyes weakly, his face was bloodless, looking at the apprentice who was busy undoing the water bag at his waist, Chen Fu waved his hands.

"...No, no need..."

"Master, don't talk, your cultivation is advanced, you will be fine."

Chen Jing untied the water bag, unscrewed the cork, and handed the mouth of the bag to the old man's mouth, "Master, take a quick drink to quench your thirst, and you'll be fine after a short rest."

"No...Jing'er, listen to my teacher."

Over there, Chen Fu turned his face away, refusing the water bag around his mouth, his eyes had already turned gray, and he looked in one direction absentmindedly.

Weakly said: "...Chen Chao wants to recover...it cannot be thrown away in your hands, it must be 'picked up' back."

The words paused for a moment, then continued weakly.

"Jing'er, remember, being a king cannot be merciful. Your father is the best example. Don't repeat the same mistakes..."

Chen Jing knelt on the ground, listening to the old man's weak words, tears flowed down his cheeks, the old man raised his hand tremblingly, wiped away the tears on his face, and squeezed out a little smile between his gray beard and beard.

"From now on, as a teacher, I can no longer accompany you to go on. Everything depends on you. Be brave...Go, go back to Fumo Mountain first, as a teacher, I have some things in the cave, and take them with you." they......"

After wiping away the tears from the apprentice's face, the old man's hand gradually couldn't support it, and it dropped down, his eyes were still looking at Chen Jing, and the words that came out of his lips became smaller and smaller.

"...From now on, you have to go alone."

With his hands heavily on the ground, he looked into his apprentice's eyes, and slowly closed them after finishing the last sentence.

"Master!!!"

"Master, wake up—"

"Don't ignore Jing'er...Master!"

The young man who was sobbing softly cried out, and cried hard while hugging the old man on the ground, but no one agreed to him after all.

Soon after, on the foothills of the mountain, on the cliff overlooking the mountains, there was an extra earthen tomb, a few stone tablets piled up with no name.

Chen Jing's eyes were red and bloodshot, knelt in front of the tombstone, kowtowed three times, stood up slowly and glanced at the south, bathed in the sunlight from the west, and left alone.

wow--

The sun was setting, and after the continuous drizzle, the air was fresh. On the quiet cliff, there was a solitary mound of graves, and a clod of soil suddenly slipped down.

"Jing'er, I hope you can understand the painstaking efforts of being a teacher."

A faint sound sounded from the grave, and immediately, with a bang, a big rock flew out from above, rolled on the ground, and bounced off the cliff.

A gap was opened in the raised tomb, and the old man who had died was lying motionless in it, but there was a sound.

"This old man has practiced Taoism for 50 years, how can there be no way out? After the old man takes the Purple Light Golden Spirit Pill and finds the illusion to break Lu Liangsheng, come back... come back..."

When he repeated it, Chen Fu who was lying inside suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He hurriedly called for the panacea hidden on his body, but the bag was empty.

...Too bad, could it be that Jin Dan was taken away by the apprentice?

This, this, this, what the hell should I do——

Chapter 469 In just a hundred years, some are bold and some grow up

Uh.......

......The purple light golden panacea must have been taken away by Jing'er......How could this old man sit still and wait for death.

...... 50 years of practice, how can there be no way out.

The broken tombs, the mountain wind blowing up and throwing up sand all over the sky, the corpses lying quietly, their robes fluttering in the wind, the surrounding ground overflowed with gloom, tumultuously dragging the old man who flew to the grave, Drilled into the seven orifices in a blink of an eye.

In a moment, the stiff palms flexed, the nails cracked wildly, and the body stood up straight from the grave. The corpse's breath spread across the sand, dyeing a pitch black.

At a certain moment, the eyes opened suddenly, the pupils were gray and lifeless, but there was a terrifying feeling, between the tightly closed lips, there was a voice resounding out of thin air.

"Without the golden core to restore the body, I can only transform myself into a corpse demon first, and secretly help Jing'er clear the obstacles...uh ah..."

The words changed suddenly and turned into hysterical screams. In the sun, the old man covered his face with his arms, stumbled and fell on the grave, his whole body was chirping, and he ran to the front behind the tree with white smoke rolling and crawling. Under the shade of the tree, looking out of the cliff with blank eyes, an old crow flew by.

wow--

The evening wind blew across the treetops, a leaf detached from the branch, swirled past the old man, and floated quietly to the ground.

With gray hair scattered and draped over his shoulders, Chen Fu crouched in the shade of a tree, staring at the leaf drifting into the sunlight, and finally couldn't help but curse.

'...Damn it. '

Finally reaching the top of the west hill, the last rays of the setting sun cast a black shadow over the foot of the mountain. Then the old man walked out from behind the tree, his feet stiffened and he dragged his blood-stained underwear, shaking and leaving the cliff in embarrassment.

The back of the old man went away, in the dark night, the lights of Wanjia in Hegu County were like stars, the long street was bustling, the rebels outside the city surrendered, many people from every household went out one after another, and applauded when they saw soldiers returning from outside the city , the literati and elegant guests booked out of the teahouse, wrote a pair of heroic poems, and attracted a lot of praise. Under the noisy second floor, children chasing and playing, bouncing along the side of the soldiers entering the city, clapped their little hands, and sang I don't know who made up the nursery rhyme.

"Xia Yanyan, the plague dog is barking, the son of the city is so brave, the wicked person who hit him ran away with his head in his arms..."

......

The servants of the Zhou Mansion who inquired about the news on the street ran back to the mansion with their robes in their hands, excitedly spreading the news that the army in the city had defeated the rebels.

"I didn't expect the generals of our Hegu County to be so powerful? I don't know which general it is."

"Why are you so embarrassed? Let me tell you, don't tell it outside. In the afternoon, you saw Mr. Lu come to the mansion with your own eyes, and no one else could see it."

"Mr. Lu? Who is Mr. Lu?"

"Hmph, you don't know. Back then, my second dog saw Mr. Lu cast spells with his own eyes. At that time, Mr. Lu lived in our house for a while."

A young servant stood among a group of maidservants, waving his hands red-faced, talking about the time when he accompanied Mr. Lu to the toilet and saw him draw a black line on the wall and fly to the side courtyard of the mansion to spray water on the old woman.

There were also servants passing the news through the eaves of the corridor to the study room in the side yard, and then stopped by the old servant outside the door and sent them away. In the open window lattice beside them, an old man and a young man sat opposite each other, the tea was sizzling, and the pages of the book were turned and the ink was fragrant.

Lu Liangsheng put down his teacup with a smile, and the two of them continued to chat about learning until night fell. At this time, the topic changed, and they talked about today's battle during the day.

"Wasn't Mr. Zhou afraid when he ran up the tower?"

"Scared! I felt inappropriate when I stood up, but I can't retreat...but I'm afraid." Zhou Zhen paused on the ground with the crutch in his hand, remembering his mood at that time, still feeling a surge of emotion.

"...Speaking of being afraid, the old man is even more afraid that the city gate will be broken, and the people in the city will suffer. Hehe, I have been studying in my life, but when I am about to fall into the ground, I have been hardened once. This life is not in vain. "

Lu Liangsheng also laughed and raised a cup of tea to respect.

"That good student respects Mr. Zhou."

An old man and a young man clinked their teacups, looked at each other, and burst out laughing. After a while, the old man looked at the scholar in front of him in a different robe from his normal clothes.

"This morning, my son wrote a letter to his family, mentioning that Liang Sheng is now serving as a national teacher in Chang'an. Is this really the case?"

"Indeed."

Talking about the twists and turns of entering the national teacher at the beginning, Lu Liangsheng did not hide it, especially the Sui emperor Yang Jian invited him to come out of the mountain after he lost all his mana, which made Zhou Zhen sigh.

The old man nodded and sighed.

"If Chen Shubao had the courage of the emperor to treat his soldiers with respect, he wouldn't have ended up like that."

Originally, he was watching over the old man to see how he was recovering. After he had no symptoms for an afternoon, Lu Liangsheng was about to leave. Zhou Zhen knew the nature of a cultivator, so he didn't want to stay in the mansion overnight.

The old and the young walked out of the study and turned along the eaves to the corridor.

Looking at the lanterns stretching under the eaves on both sides of the corridor, Lu Liangsheng said with a smile: "Elder Zhou doesn't have to sigh about what happened at the beginning, it may be the way of heaven, it's just that the Chen Dynasty is going to perish, that's right..."

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, he turned his head and looked at the old man on the side.

"How did you feel about that old man?"

"Impressions? Hahaha, old man's feelings are ass." Zhou Zhen stroked his beard and laughed loudly, leaning on crutches and stepping across the threshold, looking at the area illuminated by the lanterns at the courtyard gate.

"...This life is just a few autumns, what is there to sigh, the predecessors do not love the future, the old man is the predecessor! Good life, take care of yourself, the rest of the day, the old man will be a free fairy good."

How many people can look down on life and death on the long road of mortals.

Lu Liangsheng walked out of the courtyard gate, stood on the edge of the lantern, cupped his hands towards the old man at the gate, turned around and jumped into the darkness.

"Liangsheng, take care!"

Looking at the empty courtyard gate, Zhou Zhen arched his hands and said something, straightened his back and returned to the mansion, walking boldly.

On the wall of the alley in the distance, Lu Liangsheng stood in the darkness, watching the courtyard door slowly close, and then he really left. He arrived at the barracks outside the city where the prisoners were being held, and the general of Hegu County who was notified hurried over. Respectfully invited the national teacher who looked quite old, or who couldn't tell his age, to go in.

After all, a master of Taoism, more than a few dozen years old, seems to be in his twenties or thirties... Well, that's what the general guessed.

"National teacher, please look, the last generals are interrogating and screening according to the instructions of the day, and the county guard is also here."