Great Sui Guoshi

Lu Liangsheng, who was walking in the forest, led the old donkey up the winding mountain, stood under a tree with swaying dead leaves, looked at the familiar sea of ​​clouds in the distance, the sun shone on his face, and smiled.

Even Taoist Toad, who was lying on his shoulders, grinned.

That is Qixia Mountain in my hometown.

Chapter 695 Returning to Qixia Mountain

rustling......

The old tree on the top of the mountain swayed gently, and the leaves fluttered down silently, falling on the scholar's shoulders. Lu Liangsheng sat on the rock with his hands on his knees, just watching the sea of ​​clouds in the distant mountains. After a while, he got up and turned slightly Turning his face, he said softly: "Master, let's go down the mountain."

After seeing the landscape of my hometown for the first time, I went down to meet four scholars along the rugged mountain road when I came here. The four of them rubbed their hands and walked back and forth.

"National Teacher, have you arrived at Qixia Mountain?"

When they arrived at Qixia Mountain, it was only a hundred miles away from Fushui County, and the hometown of the four of them, Nanxiang, was not far away. They had been away for many years, and they missed their home very much.

Over there, Lu Liangsheng smiled and led the old donkey along the foot of the mountain, and gave them an affirmative answer, which made the four scholars raise their hands and clap each other in unison. Seeing the four people's joy, Lu Liangsheng lightly slapped the donkey's buttocks, and the old donkey started to trot with brisk steps, carrying the chattering merman with his head tilted on his back.

"Master, wait!"

The old donkey trotted ahead, and the four of them tightened their backs to salute, yelled loudly, and quickened their pace to keep up. The mountain road was rugged, and the four weak scholars were able to keep up without knowing it, even without the four of them I found that walking all the way back from the west, even though there was the blessing of shrinking the ground to an inch on the way, it was not something ordinary people could bear. Under the thin robe, the body was obviously much stronger.

The forest at the foot of the mountain gradually passed behind the group of people, and after turning over two ridges, they could clearly see the west foot of Qixia Mountain, and Lujia Village was at the foot of the mountain behind.

There was no further delay on the way, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey and brought the four scholars closer to the boundary of Xilu.

The first thing you do when you approach is to reach out your fingertips to touch the magic circle that ordinary people cannot see with the naked eye. The aura still flows, but it's not as smooth as before.

'Change it when you have time, Rouge doesn't know how to control it. '

The mountain wind blows.

Lin Ye swayed piece by piece in his field of vision, Lu Liangsheng withdrew his fingers, and walked into the separated magic circle, his breath spread along the aura invisible to the naked eye. The temples with black walls and tiles are mottled with the traces left by the wind and rain, incense rises in the tripod, slowly spreads the dead leaves accumulated on the tiles, and the old pine stands at the gate of the temple, and pilgrims come and worship together.

On the altar in the temple, the waving green smoke brushed away the statue, and the swaying clay body suddenly shone with divine light. A slim figure swung up its skirt and rushed towards the dome. After a moment, the long red-sleeved skirt fluttered and slowly descended to the top of the temple. Looking at the foothills to the west, the slightly frowned eyebrows stretched out, and the corners of the lips curled into a smile.

"Young master..."

With a soft murmur, she let go of her long sleeves, floated up, and flew in a farther direction over the tree cage like an umbrella.

In the forest at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the sound of birds chirped. Lu Liangsheng let go of the rein and walked up to the huge rock protruding outward. The scene below the mountain unfolded in his field of vision. There was a little smoke rising from the village, and in the fields, many young and strong men in the village bent over and harvested the crops.

In the distance, a small red dot floated in the sky, and the four scholars who followed him couldn't see it. Only Lu Liangsheng knew who it was. Soon, before the person arrived, the crisp voice had already passed over.

"Son!!"

The flying figure rushed into the scholar's arms, hooked his neck, and hung his whole body on him. A faint fragrance and sandalwood penetrated into his nose. Lu Liangsheng gently stroked the woman's back, "I Come back late."

"It's just right, the concubine was thinking about the young master, and the young master came back!"

Nie Honglian raised her pretty face from her arms, with beautiful dimples on her cheeks, smiled sweetly, reached out to take Lu Liangsheng's hand, and held it to her face.

"Young master, you touch..."

Lu Liangsheng's eyes suddenly showed surprise, "Hong Lian...can touch you."

Unable to bear a little force, Nie Honglian slapped him angrily.

"It hurts my concubine's body."

Scared by these words, Lu Liangsheng hurriedly withdrew his hand, but saw Hong Lian chuckling with a silver bell, with a grinning expression on his face.

"Young master, I am teasing you."

Cough!

Over there, on the bookshelf on the old donkey's back, Taoist Toad pushed open the small door and sat on the edge coughing dryly. Only then did Hong Lian react, floated to the small door, and bowed low.

"Master Toad."

"Well, it's good to know the courtesy..."

Taoist Toad nodded, raised his frog web and was about to continue talking, when Fuli's woman straightened up and floated straight to Lu Liangsheng, arm in arm, a man and a woman walked through the forest rustlingly on the covered fallen leaves.

"...This little female ghost, you still say you are polite." Taoist Toad looked at the backs of the two figures in front, and snorted to urge the old donkey to follow.

The four scholars who followed behind couldn't see Nie Honglian who came over just now, but felt a gust of sandalwood-infused wind blowing around, watching the national teacher gesturing and chatting and laughing with the air, they were shocked immediately.

"Did you see it just now?"

"No, even if you saw it, it's as if you didn't see it."

"I'm sure it's a female ghost, we've all seen it before."

"Stop talking, don't see anything wrong, don't listen to anything wrong."

No matter how afraid of demons and ghosts, they are familiar with the national teacher after all. The four of them didn't feel afraid, and followed all the way down the mountain. Hid the four of them, including himself and the old donkey.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Hong Lian was a little puzzled when she saw this.

"Go back to scare parents, and Xiaoxian will jump!"

However, just as Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, the woman on the side clapped her palms, as if remembering something.

"Seeing the young master coming back, the concubine was so happy that I almost forgot to tell the young master about the absence of my uncle and aunt. The two elders and Xiaoxian were taken by Daoist Sun to live in Chang'an. Uncle Pan and his family members also walked together. It was a few months ago."

"It's good to go and see the bustling outside."

With the old grandson coming to pick him up in person, Lu Liangsheng was still relieved. While walking and talking, he entered the village and walked through familiar houses. Mr. Lu became older, and he still sat on the deck chair and listened to the old man. The sound of reading in a private school behind the wall is drowsy.

Walking back to the fenced courtyard, there was a copper lock on the gate, Lu Liangsheng let out a breath, the copper lock fell off and fell to the ground, he pushed the door open and entered.

The rays of the sun illuminated the quiet courtyard, the cypresses were yellowing, and there were dead leaves all over the place. Lu Liangsheng let go of the reins and let the old donkey carry the shark to Koizumi Mountain, put her into the pool, and asked Yanzhi to take care of her.

"After that, come to the thatched cottage to look for me."

A word of advice, seeing the old donkey drooping his long ears sullenly and leaving, Lu Liangsheng found the place where his mother often put the broom, and cleaned the fallen leaves all over the yard. Seeing this, Wang Feng and the others rushed into the house, looking for a rag, The little broom, help to clean up. At this time of busy farming season, the neighbors did not hear the movement and came out to take a look.

The sky was gradually darkening, and after cleaning the small courtyard, Lu Liangsheng let Wang Feng and the others stay here, but he himself walked to the mountain west of Qixia Mountain, looked at the thatched hut with withered vines, and as he approached, The dead branches glow with new branches, sprouting buds, blooming in the red glow, swaying slightly.

Taoist Toad stood in front of the thatched hut, rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the yard with Hong Lian, turned around and called his apprentice twice, but no one responded, Hong Lian next to him put down his broom and pointed to a lone pine on the edge of the cliff.

"Young master is there."

The old tree on the edge of the cliff fluttered its branches and leaves in the wind, as if welcoming the returning scholar. Not far away, in front of the tombstone bathed in the sun, Lu Liangsheng squatted down, tore off the vines and grass covered with it, and looked at the carvings on it. The handwriting that came out, said softly: "Teacher, the student is back to see you."

The toad, holding a few dead leaves, rolled its eyes, turned around and didn't look at it. In the shaking sight, at the gate of the fenced courtyard, a gray hen was staring at it.

His mother's...

Taoist Toad cursed inwardly, threw a handful of dead leaves, spread his flippers and flew over. On the opposite side, the crowing of a rooster sounded, and the gray hen spread its wings and rushed forward fiercely.

It was a long fight between dragons and tigers, and it was hard to fight.

Soon, darkness enveloped the whole world.

Chapter 696 Birth, old age, sickness and death, the cycle of heaven

Jiji~~jiji~~

The birdsong breaks the tranquility of the morning, the autumn sun shines on the swaying branches, reflecting the mottled falling into the window lattice, and the green leaves sway gently in the wind on the bed intertwined with vines.

Amidst the twittering, Lu Liangsheng yawned and walked out of the room, together with the toad standing on the window sill, both master and apprentice raised their arms and stretched.

Under the corner of the eaves, Hong Lian picked up the breeze and blew on the small stove by the side, waiting for one person and one toad squatting by the water tank to finish washing, then lifted the lid of the pot, smelled the rising aroma, scooped up the food and put it away. The stone table of Er, Sui'an, and Yuanfeng called twice softly: "My lord has eaten."

"Master Toad has eaten."

"coming!"

Taoist Toad climbed on the stone bench, kicked his legs and struggled to climb up. Hong Lian handed over the bowl. When he turned around, he saw Lu Liangsheng sitting under the eaves combing his hair. .

"It's better to come as a concubine."

Letting the hair bun loose again, combing each strand neatly in the palm of the hand with a slender little hand, and then stroked the next strand, revealing a few strands of white hair hidden in the middle.

Hong Lian held the wooden comb, her hands trembling.

"Young master, your hair..."

The toad who was hugging and planing the food over there looked sideways, picked up a grain of rice and threw it on the ground, letting the gray hen staring at him peck at it.

"No problem."

The scholar under the eaves just smiled, let Hong Lian continue to comb, almost got up and tied the Lun scarf, and said to Hong Lian and the master:

"I won't eat breakfast. I'll go for a walk around and see the Spirit Gathering Formation." After saying hello, before the woman and the toad who were eating could speak, they went down the mountain in the blink of an eye.

In the morning light, the withered yellow branches and leaves swayed gently, and the Lujia Village at the foot of the mountain was already noisy. The villagers carried farm tools and dragged their families to the fields to work.

Lu Liangsheng, who was facing the morning breeze, came to the village. The houses were still the same, and many new houses were built around the edge, which was completely connected with Beicun.

Standing outside the door and window of the private school, looking at the children who were reading Lang Lang inside, and then turned to the small courtyard at home, the four scholars also got up early to do their homework.

Walking in the field where others cannot see, squatting down to the clear river, taking a sip of clear water, looking at the bright sunshine, the familiar and hard-working figures under the sun, the depression in my heart is slightly relieved.

Too bad my parents aren't here.

Soon, I went to Koizumi Mountain to see the rouge, and the little mermaid swimming happily in the waterfall pool. After I stabilized my eyes, I went to other places, as if I wanted to finish everything I could do.

For several days in a row, he walked almost all the corners of Qixia Mountain, renewed the Spirit Gathering Array, and then went to the thatched cottage where he first met Pudu Cihang. In one piece, a lot of weeds have grown, and small animals and insects have made their homes there.

Like an omen.

After a few days, Lu Liangsheng suddenly fell ill, which is unbelievable among cultivators. He was so thin that he lay dying on the bed, and his mana was exhausted overnight. was dim.

Daoist Toad was so frightened, and Hong Lian stayed close at every step, losing mana to nourish his body from time to time. During this time, four scholars also came over, but unfortunately they didn't see Lu Liangsheng. They came to say goodbye. Now that they are back here, I also want to go home and take a look to see if it is still the same as before.

Time passed little by little, and the dead leaves all over the mountain fell, Lu Liangsheng was able to get down from the bed and walk around, and gradually returned to his original appearance, mana, cultivation, mountains and seas and stars reappeared one by one, which made Taoist Toad dumbfounded, unable to figure it out at all. understand what's going on.

However, the scholar has more gray hair.

"Master Toad, what's the matter with him, son?"

The autumn wind was getting colder and colder. Hong Lian stood in the thatched courtyard, looking worriedly at Lu Liangsheng, who was dressed in thin green clothes on the edge of the cliff, sitting cross-legged under the pine tree. She had heard about the experience of a group of people who came back from the western world, and also heard about the experience of the sea. Fighting with the four generals of the Mo family, but why did he become like this, he felt distressed for no reason.

"The old man doesn't know either. After he retrieved the Kongtong seal from Guixu, he became mysterious and secretive. He didn't tell the old man what happened inside."

Taoist Toad touched the fish whiskers at the corner of his mouth, and finally stood up uneasy, jumped off the stone table, and walked over with his flippers on his back.

"Liangsheng, what's going on with you recently? Is it related to Naguixu?"

Under the slightly swaying pine tree, Lu Liangsheng slowly opened his eyes, looking at the sea of ​​clouds rolling in the mountains in the distance, with a smile on his face.

"Master, do you remember that you once told Liang Sheng that all creatures in the world can enter the Tao, flying in the sky may have spiritual consciousness, and stonemasons who carve will also get enlightenment from statues..."

"Is there? Why doesn't the old man remember?"

Daoist Toad was stunned for a moment, sat next to his apprentice, stroked his chin and thought about it, and sighed: "At that time, I made it up to trick you into learning spells."

On the side, Lu Liangsheng didn't take it seriously, and looked at the sky with deep eyes.

"However, after walking out of the village, I have seen the pursuit of people around me for many years, such as Purdue Cihang, who soared to the nine heavens for the purpose of transforming a dragon, by any means. Life, as well as Chen Fu, Yang Su, and Zhou Zhen, all kinds of people have different thoughts in their hearts, but I have seen something from them, something that I can't explain clearly, it seems to be hidden in the bottom of my heart, and it seems to be in the sky... ..."

Taoist Toad looked up at the sky, the sun was covered by thick clouds, it looked gloomy, shook his head, got up and prepared to leave, anyway, he couldn't talk about his apprentice.

'It's a serious illness, and it's gray hair, and it looks like an old man... got...'

These words seemed like a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, his walking figure froze immediately, he looked at the scholar who had closed his eyes again with complicated eyes, and slowly walked back to the small courtyard.

"Master Toad, did you ask?" Hong Lian came up to him and asked straightforwardly.

oh~~

Taoist Toad stood on the stone table, holding his fins and half squinting his eyes. The figure under the old tree on the lonely cliff shook his head.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, life towards death..."

he said softly.

........

The sky became dark, and the scholar sitting there remained motionless. At dawn, a piece of pine leaves fell from his shoulders and mixed on his head with white hair. Hong Lian swept the needles off his body and looked at his delicate face. Wrinkles gradually appeared at the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

As autumn passed, the motionless figure was already covered with dust and dead leaves.

In the bleak world, soon, a piece of snow fell, and the crowds in Chang'an in winter were surging. People who had been busy for a year had time to accompany their relatives to buy new year's goods. Lu Laoshi was wearing brand new clothes, walking around in front of his wife Go, sit down when you have time, imitate the appearance of your son, spread out the paper, and draw a few frames of different shapes.

The burning charcoal brought warmth. Lu Xiaoxian was wearing bulky clothes, sitting on a soft chair specially made by the Taoist, embroidered with a pair of small and exquisite tiger hats, occasionally raised his sight, looked outside, and saw a serious Taoist Sucking his frozen red nose, teaching a group of half-grown children with his hands behind his back, he turned his head to meet his wife's gaze, and proudly raised his chin. The next second, his feet slipped, and he staggered and almost fell, causing the little girl to fall. Slightly laughed out loud, then stared back fiercely.