Great Sui Guoshi

This statement immediately caused the other six big men to burst into laughter.

Lu Liangsheng walked among the eight people, and also laughed out loud. The relatives, fields, and mountains around him all made him feel comfortable and unobstructed.

The autumn wind blows off the yellow leaves, and falls to the stone table in the fenced yard.

Daoist Toad yawned, and walked out of the room wearing a large robe with gold thread and black bottom, swinging his fins on his back.

Huh~~

Another yawn exhaled, glanced around, and smacked his lips: "Hey, where did Liangsheng go?"

The door of the stove room on the other side of the eaves was opened, and seeing the Taoist coming out from inside wiping the corners of his mouth, he called to stop him.

"Little Taoist, can you see where Liangsheng has gone?"

"Go modify the magic circle."

Now returning to Lujia Village, Sun Yingxian didn't have time to pay attention to the old toad. After saying a word, he was called by Lu Laoshi who came out from behind, and took the two wooden wheels just now and went to the back of the house.

'Repair the magic circle?Why don't you take the old man with you. '

The toad rubbed its chin and murmured, then shook its head. The old man decided to play on his own. As soon as he walked out of the eaves and was about to twist his waist, the broom suddenly swept over from the side, and the twisted shadow was thrown to the vegetable garden.

"Liangsheng didn't even say that he would bring this little follower with him, it would be so intrusive if he stayed in the house, he might as well go to the vegetable garden to catch some bugs."

Li Jinhua put away the broom, saw that the big toad obediently dished up in the vegetable garden did not dare to come out, and then went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes and pots with satisfaction.

The toad in the vegetable garden stared at the direction in which the woman was leaving, and grinned: "My mother, if this old man didn't look at the sake of good life, how could I give up with you!" '

Googooo~

Suddenly several cock crows sounded, Taoist Toad followed the familiar sound, subconsciously turned his head, and saw an old hen with gray wings coming in at some point, tilting his head and looking carefully at the pimple on Toad's back.

"What are you looking at, you lowly bastard dare to show off in front of this old man..."

Bah!

The chicken's beak was pecked hard, Dao Toad stood up in anger, and stared at Toad's eyes: "Don't provoke the old man, otherwise I will get angry, and the old man will not be able to control it."

He also has the aura of a demon star attached to him, and he can't be stimulated, otherwise it will be difficult to suppress when he starts to make a fuss. As soon as he finished speaking, there was another soft 'bang' on the top of his head. Taoist Toad took a step back while covering his head. A pair of toad eyes were glowing red.

"The little chicken demon dares to act fiercely in front of the old man. To kill you is just a matter of waving his hands, believe it or not..."

Bah!

The chicken's beak was directly pecked off, and Taoist Toad yelled "ahhh—" twice, rubbed the top of his head vigorously, turned around and rushed out with his head in his arms, and the gray hen spread its wings and spread its claws to chase after it, chasing wildly in the small courtyard. drive out.

......

Koizumi Mountain outside the village.

The autumn wind blows the yellowing leaves and shakes slightly. On the halfway up the mountain, eight sturdy men accompany Lu Liangsheng to the Koizumi Waterfall. In the distance, there is a bright moon with bare feet and a fox-like Rouge waiting for him come over.

The little man looked at the approaching gentleman, and whispered to the fox next to him.

"Mother, why did Mr. Lu suddenly come here?"

"Don't ask too much, what Mr. Lu is going to do, we just watch."

After talking in a low voice, Lu Liangsheng approached the mother and son, touched Mingyue's little head with a smile, and looked at the waterfall hanging on the mountain wall over there.

"Come here and change the magic circle a little bit."

Under the head being caressed by a big hand, Mingyue's little face flushed red, obviously what she asked her mother just now was overheard by her husband.

Chapter 551 Road

"Sir...Mingyue just spoke unintentionally..."

The waterfall falling vertically from the cliff fell into the pool. In the midst of the mist, Lu Liangsheng stood on the rock beside the pool. Hearing Rouge's voice, he raised his head and smiled: "Children talk like this, how can I take it to heart?" superior."

Immediately, he turned his gaze back to the perennial water curtain, stretched out his hand, and the swiftly falling water curtain splashed with a splash, and a painting scroll bursting with clear aura flew out and landed firmly in the scholar's hand.

"Rouge, you mother and son don't have to worry about me removing the magic circle, it's just changing the law of spiritual power."

Lu Liangsheng unfolded the picture scroll and looked at the war picture with the big 'white' flag flying above it, "I came back this time because I have some troubles in my practice, and I need to use the Spirit Gathering Formation to provide spiritual energy."

The demon star falling from the sky that day, in fact, beings with a little practice can see or feel it in the remote Qixia Mountain, but Lu Liangsheng mentioned the fragments of the demon star, except for Yunji, the head teacher of the Chengyun Sect, other people or demons, It's really inconvenient to say more, especially if it can help one's cultivation, I'm afraid it will attract people with ulterior motives.

Thinking about it, the scholar's hand is not slow, his fingertips bloom with magic light, he modifies the magic pattern hidden in the painting on the frame, and puts it back into the node of the waterfall magic circle. The sun in the sky has risen among the clouds, Go up and down, talk to Yanzhi for a while, then take Mingyue Xiaotong, and go to the other two hills with Lu Pan and eight people.

The remaining two spirit-gathering nodes still need to be completed together.

Taking Mingyue to chat and laugh with the eight uncles back to the foot of the mountain, I saw Hong Lian standing on the side of the road from a distance, and the business travelers passing by couldn't see her, and came and went straight from the side.

"My lord, are you done?"

"It's still early."

Lu Liangsheng got off the foot of the mountain, walked to the middle of the road, and waved his cuffs backwards. The eight people of Lu Pan passed by with a gentle breeze, and the dust particles on the shoes were scattered one by one. Follow her, walk towards the one behind the Honglian Temple.

"Didn't you go back to the temple? Why did you run out again?"

There were many people around, Hong Lian turned his face sideways, glanced behind, the eight people of Lu Pan who were listening with pricked ears, and Xiao Mingyue straightened their backs, slowed down their pace, and quickly turned their faces to the direction of Lujiacun.

Knowing that they were eavesdropping, Hong Lian was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "That's right..." The soft voice elongated the word "yes", put her hands together behind her back, looked forward, and spoke Turning around suddenly, he simply snorted, "I won't tell you!"

After a while, but no response was heard, he leaned forward and looked down at Lu Liangsheng who was at the side.

"Young master, why don't you speak?"

"I'm thinking about something."

Looking at the merchants who came to Lujia Village to collect fish, Lu Liangsheng said softly, smiled and bowed to the merchants who greeted him, walked down the dirt road at the foot of the mountain, went up the stone steps under the Honglian Temple, and continued: "I just came back yesterday , I didn’t tell you that the reason for returning to Qixia Mountain this time is because of the demon star.”

Hong Lian has been with him for a long time, and they like each other again. After seeing Lu Yuan's experience, he felt the loneliness between the words of the other party, and Lu Liangsheng cherished everything he had in front of him even more.

As Lu Yuan said, he wants to take the other party's different path, not only to go on by himself, but also to take the people around him with him. , it is not a pity.

The scholar held Hong Lian's hand tighter, passed a few pilgrims who came here especially, passed through the temple where sandalwood was wafting, and walked up to the yellowing foothills.

"The spirit of the demon star is indestructible and indestructible. After a long time, it will flow with the air and breed in other places. It will become a demon and become a demon. It can turn honest and kind people into cruel and ruthless... ...Afraid of what might happen, I sealed a demon star's energy in my body and tried it to see if it could be suppressed. If it works, I think..."

He paused for a while, pursed his lips, and looked back at the rolling Qixia Mountain, with patches of withered yellow stroking in his vision, causing ripples.

"...I want to seal all the fragments of the demon stars scattered in Kyushu."

"Don't worry, try it first...it will take a long time this time." Lu Liangsheng smiled, and after a while, he said softly: "Walk with me again." Hold Hong Lian's hand tightly hand, took her and disappeared into this golden birch forest.

The wind blew the leaves yellow, and the withered and yellow swayed, separated from the branches and floated along the wind to the distant sky. In the direction of the flight, you can vaguely see the towering city walls, floating past row upon row of houses.

In the mansion with the word "Zhou" written on it, the last dead leaf of the phoenix tree in the backyard fell to the ground. In a row of houses not far away, there was a voice crying loudly. An old man has come to the end of this road in the world.

The upright spiritual seat is placed under the old man's favorite framed calligraphy.

——The radiance of Huanghuang Xia has lived for thousands of years, and its mighty power shakes the universe.

As time goes by, the brand-new spiritual position gradually becomes obsolete, and the pasted calligraphy and paintings finally have dust. The autumn scenery has passed, and it is covered with white snow. The road leading to the north and south is also covered with ice and snow. There are few people. up.

In the temple in the mountains in the north, among the vast white forests, the snow fell from the sudden ringing of the evening bell. In the temple among the red walls and black tiles, the fat and fat monk Fajing looked sad, Standing in front of an old monk who is about to pass away, with the seal of compassion upright.

thump—

The bronze bell rang.

The old Zhenhai monk with white beard and beard opened his eyes. His once majestic eyes became clear. Looking at the Buddha statue in the temple, he clasped his hands together, bowed his head and uttered the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha......"

There was no sound anymore, only the thick and long bells were left, echoing in the Reclining Buddha Mountain.

In the fading winter dusk, the end of the new year is approaching, people who have been busy for a year are crowded in the streets, walking around the streets with their relatives carrying new year's goods, Lu Xiaoxian holds up the candied haws and licks them, then jumps to the next stall to buy snacks , the Taoist followed behind tremblingly touching the purse.

On the bustling long street, Hong Lian showed his dharma body, took Lu Liangsheng's arm, and walked into the shop with the signboard of "Shubaozhai". In the back hall, the gentle tone of the scholar was ushered in, which was much different from the wayward boy in the past.

Not long after, the sky gradually darkened and covered the world. I bought a donkey cart for the new year and parked it in the yard. The warm yellow stove and the round table were surrounded by the closest people around me. The younger sister and the Taoist filled up one by one, and said auspicious congratulations.

In the dead of night, the light shines on the window lattice and casts the courtyard outside. The woman in the painting is stepping on gentle lotus steps, sitting at the table, propping her chin, smiling, watching the scholar who never gets tired of reading a book, reading aloud softly .

Occasionally, the scholar's eyes intertwined, and the winter room felt warm.

Winter goes to spring, buds sprout from dead branches, birds sing softly on the branches, the closed window lattice opens, and a scholar in a green shirt and white robe writes good characters with a pen and ink, revealing the fragrance of ink, turning over People of the year walked out of the house to feel the spring in the mountains, picked up their hoes and went to the fields.

In Chang'an, the snow-covered city walls stretched out. In the majestic imperial city, Yang Guang sat on the dragon chair, looked at the kneeling courtiers below, and issued a series of decrees after he ascended the throne, becoming more and more powerful as an emperor.

Soon, he retreated back to the back garden, climbed up to the attic where his father once stood, and looked at the endless outline of the city, which was the prosperous world under his feet.

Row upon row of long streets and short alleys, Min Yuerou walked down the street in despair, not even hearing the maidservants shouting around her, she finally came out, mustered up the courage to go to the Longevity Temple, but unfortunately the place was empty, the happy person in her heart, Already left.

For a moment, someone bumped her shoulder. The woman raised her head and saw a familiar figure walking in front, as if she knew she had knocked someone down. The man stopped and looked at the woman with a stunned expression.

"This girl is really sorry, Xiaosheng Lu Yuan will compensate you."

The man in the water pattern white robe arched his hands, arched his hands politely, the two looked at each other in the hustle and bustle of the long street, and forgot about the pedestrians coming and going around them.

Have a heart.

Thousands of miles away, among the stretching foothills, the scholar sitting under the old Matsushita flipping through the books, looked to the north, turned his eyes back to sitting on the edge of the cliff, and occasionally, when he raised his sight, the sea of ​​clouds rose and fell.

The old pine swaying in the wind, glowing with new branches, gradually withered and yellow and floated to the grave.

Spring goes and autumn comes again, day after day, year after year.

Volume [-] I was born between heaven and earth, cut off injustice

Chapter 552 Two Years

New and tender branches brushed against the eaves of the restaurant, and there was a lot of noise on the second floor. The literati sat on the fence and talked softly, looking at the stretch of houses and the lively streets outside.

On the stairs separated by the rising sun screen, footsteps came up. A man in green clothes walked quickly around the screen with his robe hem in hand, and waved to a table of invited friends.

"...Hey, have you heard that!!"

The rest of the drinking and dining guests around glanced at the man, then looked away and ignored him, the man didn't care, walked to the vacant seat next to the two friends and sat down.

One of them poured him a drink: "What makes you so happy."

The other nodded, thought for a while and asked.

"Could it be that the sister-in-law at home is happy again?"

"What's so hilarious, it's exciting to watch." The man who just came to sit down took a sip of his drink and said, "I just heard that Tuyuhun in the west is going to send envoys to Beijing and ask for the princess. .”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding guests cast their gazes one after another, and some people were aroused, and cupped their hands in this direction from their seats.

"Brother, is this serious?"

"Harm! Can there be fakes?"

The man didn't want to lose face, put down his wine glass, and gestured with his hands in mid-air, "You can't talk nonsense about this matter. Since you have said that it is definitely a certainty, it is still the second cousin of my brother-in-law who works in Honglu Temple." Uncle revealed it."

Seeing that everyone was listening to him, he sat down on the table quite satisfied, leaned forward slightly and said softly:

"Not only Tuyuhun, but also Gaochang, Yiwu, and Turkic envoys came together, bringing a large group of people. I heard that the road to the west... As you know, the road to the northwest is small and narrow. The place is packed to the brim, with so many people walking together, the land might be worn away."

"Oh, so the capital is finally lively again. The past few years have been too ordinary."

Someone excitedly clapped his palms, took a sip from the wine glass, and a voice nearby choked him: "After only a few years of steady life, your skin is itchy? If the world is in chaos, you still have a chance to say this here? What a shame I'm full."

Around, everyone nodded in agreement.

"If there is no Emperor Wen, the north and the south will not be unified, there will be no big battles, and there will be constant small battles. Who can bear it?"

"That is, after the late emperor left, His Majesty is also wise today. My Sui country is prosperous and the people are safe, and foreigners will have to sleep and eat. It is even more reasonable to come here to pay tribute to the Holy One."

Among the crowd, there were many well-informed literati and elegant guests, who took over the words and spoke clearly and logically, but some people disagreed.

"Although His Majesty is wise today and has ambitions in his heart, what about the future? Last year, he planned to trim the Grand Canal, from here to the land of Suzhou and Hangzhou... how much power will it take?"

The man who started talking before waved his hand quickly, telling everyone to stop talking.

"Don't talk about this matter, let's just talk about gossip about foreign tributes. It's not appropriate to talk too much about political affairs."

"What Xiongtai said is true, everyone stop talking... By the way, which clan princess is Tuyuhun going to marry this time?"

In April, the breeze blew the willows, and the willow branches fluttered to the surface of the water. In the ripples, in the deep palace of the imperial city, Yang Guang sat in the Wenzhao Hall and listened to the reports from the officials below.