Great Sui Guoshi

"Where is the fairy head, it's just a mountain scholar wandering around, no need to be polite."

Wow...

The sound of the rain gradually died down.

In the gazebo, Lu Liangsheng tore off a rabbit leg, took it in his hands and got up, put it in the compartment of the bookshelf, and there was a voice that only he could hear.

"You still remember being a teacher."

Beside the donkey, Lu Liangsheng saw that the rain was gradually stopping, so he didn't intend to stay. He took off the rein, got on the donkey's back, and bowed his hands to the boy over there.

"Farewell!"

"gentlemen!"

Li Yuan chased after two steps, a man and a donkey in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye at the end of the mountain road, but there was a voice wandering in the distance.

"Eat your part of the mountain rabbit, and give you back a part of love!"

Suddenly, a soft buzz sounded behind the boy.

Li Yuan, who was standing on the side of the horse, turned his head subconsciously. He saw a long sword with a xuanhua scabbard and a tiger head, lying quietly on the stone steps of the gazebo.

.......

Soon after, the rain stopped.

The young man rode a horse with a bow on his back and a sword hanging from his waist. He returned to Yang's mansion somewhat disappointed. At this time, the sky was gone.

He stared at the long sword on his waist.

"Shu De, did you have any adventures today?"

Adventure?

The living room was brightly lit, Li Yuan was stunned when he heard this sentence, Yang Yong and Yang Guang at the same table also looked over.

The boy put down the bowl and chopsticks and nodded.

"During the heavy rain in the afternoon, I met a scholar in the gazebo. I treated him to a hare, and he gave me a sword."

As he spoke, he untied the weapon at his waist, held the precious one in his palm, and slowly pulled it out.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it's just cold and threatening, but Yang Su's palm on the side was pressed on the table, leaning slightly, his eyes narrowed.

"This is the magic sword..."

Everyone was stunned, who was Yang Jian, and he followed his clan brother, thinking of the name of Nan Chen Shusheng he heard this morning, it was easy to associate it with the past.

Could the two scholars be the same person?

Before he could ask Li Yuan what the scholar looked like, Yang Su, the younger brother of the family, said first:

"Shu De, where did you meet the scholar, take us there?"

"But Mr. Na has gone."

"It's okay, I have a way to find him!"

……

It was getting dark, and when Yang's mansion assembled a horse team to go out of the city, the scholar they were looking for, led an old donkey and carried bookshelves, sneaked into the city, and walked in the bustling night market.

"This is Chang'an."

Lanterns were hung high all around, and the voices of people were noisy. Looking up and looking outside the Han people, the vocal music of the Western Regions sounded, and people of all colors were mixed and intertwined.

Chapter 139 Chang'an Fenghua Night

"Xiao's wontons are delicious, and the soup is fat but not greasy. You can also make tea after removing the soup!"

"Cherry Biluo, Hubing with stuffing, authentic western taste!!"

"Excellent silk, satin and silk linen, the guest officer has a look, they are very slippery, if you don't believe me, buy them back and compare them with your mother-in-law."

There was a turmoil of people, and the noise was like daytime.

Strings of lanterns are hung and intertwined above the long street, and the street below is bustling with pedestrians passing by.

The pancakes sizzled, the peddler took out the pot and handed it to the customers, and hawked loudly into the street. The husband who accompanied his wife stopped in the shop and picked up the copper box of rouge and gouache, attracting the shyness of the woman.The streets are full of Hu sounds, naked orchids flinging winking eyes, twisting their waists, ringing bells, Hu merchants holding money boxes are all smiles, and receive copper coins and broken silver.

"Don't look!"

Inside the bookshelf, Hong Lian's voice sounded, and Lu Liangsheng looked away from the orchid who was twisting her dancing skirt over there, unlike when he was a teenager and would blush when he heard about men and women.

"The orchid with deep eyes and high nose can smell body odor from a distance, so I definitely won't look at it too much!"

Leading the sleepy old donkey through the crowd, he chuckled and said, "It's not as good-looking as my Hong Lian, who can dance and sing."

Passers-by around the scholar turned their faces in surprise, thinking it was a lunatic.

After a while, a snort sounded from inside the bookshelf, and a nice voice came out: "It's not too bad."

"Ouch, this... there is a ghost!"

Hearing this sound, several pedestrians turned pale with fright, and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, causing a burst of shoving and shouting.

"You two don't talk!"

The words of Taoist Ha came from the bookshelf. He transmitted the sound with his magic power, and others could not hear it.

"Go to the inn in front, and I feel the people of the Fire Praying Cult for the teacher."

Lu Liangsheng turned his face slightly, looked at the restaurant in front of the long street, where two red lanterns were hung, and his throat rolled.

"How did Master find out?"

"God-searching technique, you won't be able to use it even after you've learned it, it's frustrating. As a teacher, you can only use it once every half a month in the current state."

"Oh."

Anyway, Lu Liangsheng wouldn't believe it. He went to the restaurant in front of him, and the guy who greeted the guests walked to the door, put a rag on his shoulder, and graciously helped the scholar lead the old donkey.

"What do you want to eat? Stuffed fish with milk and cured chicken with scallions are all alive. Our shop also has new fish, mutton cannon meat, and muddy sheep (four beeps). It doesn't matter if you don't eat. Sanle pulp and ebony pulp , peach syrup, grape syrup, let you drink, and eat with ice cream, while watching songs and dances, this summer is the most refreshing, if the guest officer is interested and wants to try something new..."

Having said that, the man winked and said in a low voice:

"Orchids from the Western Regions, even the small ones can help you find one or two."

cough.

Lu Liangsheng had seen it before, but it made him a little embarrassed to say this kind of thing. The waiter in the store spoke very fast, and after he waved his hand, the other party finished talking.

Glancing at the bookshelf, he gave a dry cough and took out two papers.

"I don't need those orchids for the time being. You help me take the old donkey to the backyard to feed some fodder, and I will go in and order some meals by myself."

"Okay, the guest officer will go first."

The clerk accepted the tip with a smile, and led the old donkey to the alley beside the restaurant. Lu Liangsheng brushed off the sleeves of his robe and walked into the restaurant.

As soon as you enter, there is a lot of people's voices. The guest seats are arranged around the red carpet stage in the middle, and the second floor is also surrounded by a cylindrical shape, with the middle suspended, which is convenient for the guests upstairs to watch the singing and dancing.

Dangdang...

Pipa plucked strings, Hujia and reed pipe accompaniment, long sleeves fluttering, maiko skirt flipping, kicking a velvet flower on the toe of the shoe, sleeves slipping down, delicate hands turned around suddenly, and the small drum around the waist was struck.

The melodious and brisk vocal music suddenly became bold and unrestrained.

Lu Liangsheng went up to the second floor and found an elegant seat close to the fence. Zhang Luo's guy came over and just ordered some cheap meals. After they left, he glanced at the noisy and drinking guests around him, and then went down.

Across the stage, the technique of observing qi streaked across one figure after another, and finally landed on one of the musicians beside the stage.

"Warrior in the street?"

The musician's face was ordinary, his cheeks were thin, and his long beard swayed from side to side as the huqin was played, as if he felt someone looking at him, and opened his eyes.

The waiter came with a plate of dishes.

"Guest officer, your white rice is served with soufflé."

The visitor was a customer, and even though he ordered the cheap food in the store, the waiter still smiled, and brought the bowl of white rice with a little custard in front of the scholar, and then said: "Guests, take it easy. "Go and pass the dishes on the next table.

Lu Liangsheng put a chopstick in his mouth and frowned.

The taste is a little uncomfortable...

At this moment, after the song below was over, the maiko came off the stage, and the musician sitting over there also got up, as if he was about to leave.

"Liangsheng, follow him, this man seems to be a martial artist from the outskirts of the Fire Praying Cult."

In the sleeve pocket, the voice of Taoist Toad came out, and Lu Liangsheng put down his bowl and chopsticks and nodded.

……

"Xiaoer, let's have another pot of spring flower wine." "This table wants a leg of lamb!"

"I'm coming--"

"Guest officer, rice with custard is white and greasy. There happens to be a dish on this table that hasn't been touched, and the customer also paid the bill and left. How about..."

The waiter who delivered the dishes brought over a plate of sweet fish breasts, and then he was stunned. Next to the bowls and chopsticks, there were a few pennies stacked there, and there was no shadow of a scholar on the seat.

"What a hell, turn around and the person is gone?"

In the murmur, along with the sound of silk and bamboo music, the musician walked out of the back door of the restaurant, holding a huqin and walking very fast, looking back from time to time, and hurried into the complicated and intertwined dark alleys.

click...

Particles of dust slid down from the wall, and the scholar in the green shirt galloped across the wall.

Occasionally, he jumped up to the eaves of the building, looked around, and overlooked the city. He was shocked by the prosperity of the brightly lit streets.

Prosperity and prosperity..... can be seen here.

In the next second, when the foot kicked, the building shook slightly, and the figure plunged into the darkness, following the musician who was shuttling in the dark alley far away. Only by stalking the snake like this, might he be able to find the foothold of the Praying Fire Cult in Chang'an City.

Tread Tread...

Down below, footsteps echoed in the alley, and the noise of the long street outside formed a contrast with this side. The long-bearded and thin-faced musician stopped at some point, looked around, and tapped on the back door of a house with a huqin .

"Who?"

An old man's voice came from inside, like a porter.

"A showman."

Creaking, the dilapidated wooden door opened a gap, revealing half of the old man's face, the other party looked at the musician at the door, his eyes drifted outside inadvertently, and then backed away sideways.

"Come in and close the door."

The musician entered the house, closed the door behind his back, and after plugging the bolt, he went straight to the backyard where the two houses were connected. On the way, he met a familiar companion and said in a low voice:

"A monk came to the city."

The latter nodded, embracing the weapon and hanging down to the side of his legs, and walked quickly across the eaves with him.

In front, the window lattices with lights illuminated dimly, a few silhouettes were cut in the window, and the voices of voices could be heard slowly.

"Ming Zun has returned from Five Colors Village... Now most of the staff have been transferred out."

"Hmph, it's not necessarily a good thing to go out. I will wait for a few people to stay here, and I will be happy and happy, and there will be women."

"Haha... What's wrong with cultivating Taoism and Taoism, and I just practice women's way?!"

"...Don't interrupt, I heard that the last medicine of Wusezhuang has been found. In the Nanchen Palace, Ming Zun borrowed a treasure from Wusezhuang to capture that big monster."

A breeze blew in the courtyard, and the shadows of the trees rustled, as if a visitor had arrived.

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rustle...

In the courtyard, the branches and leaves of the old trees swayed slightly. The two warriors walked past the eaves and talked in a low voice, then knocked on the door of the room and entered.

On the wall of another house, a man in a green shirt and a scholar's robe held the moon hanging upside down behind his back, looking down at the eaves of the other side. Two figures passing by knocked on the door and entered.

When the wind blew, the hem of the robe and sleeves fluttered, and in the next second, the figure disappeared from the wall, landed silently in the courtyard, and walked towards a row of houses in the courtyard.

"There is a ban on the door."