All he said was prophecy

Liang Quan didn't stay in Chang'an City all the time, even if he was the national teacher, this respected national teacher was away all year round, only in December he would rush back to Chang'an, and the rest of the days were very random.

Liang Quan, who is very resigned, is used to the days of hunting ghosts and demons outside, and later he ran into Xiangshen again.

Lane God no longer stays in the original position, and with the prevalence of fireworks in the world, he can go to many more places than before.It was in Saibei that Liang Quan met Xiangshen.

Xiangshen wore an unfashionable coir hat, smiled and stretched out his big hand to Liang Quan, on which stood a small paper man.Although the little paper man was agile, he just hovered beside Xiangshen, and only fixedly glanced at Liang Quan for a few moments before wandering back to Xiangshen.

It looks similar, but it is different after all, but it is enough for Lane God.

There were quite a few people coming and going in this alleyway, and the Xiangshen just greeted the long-lost reunion under the blue sky and daylight, and his tall figure faintly blended into the wall.

Before disappearing, he smiled and pointed somewhere, and then slowly disappeared.

Liang Quan raised his eyes and saw that in the depths of the alley, where people had clearly walked, a circle of light was raised, and Shen Jingbai kept walking and walking in it.

As for the apprentice who had been following him all this time, he didn't know where he had gone.

Liang Quan didn't continue to look any further, he lifted his foot and left the alleyway, the world will have its own ending.

He laughed, for many things, the so-called gods just see it in their eyes, whether they care or not depends on the individual.

……

Before he reached Lantian Mountain, he learned of the old Taoist's death.

The weather was fine that day, with a light breeze and clear sky, Xiaojian was playing with the little paper figurines, and there were few people walking around on the official road, the natural and loose feeling was rarely revealed, and it was very comfortable.

Just as Liang Quan bent down to buy some tea at the tea stand, he stopped involuntarily.

The old man at the tea stall said nervously, "Young boy, what happened?"

Liang Quan straightened his back, shook his head with a slightly pale face, and said gently, "It's okay, I just thought of my relatives."

The old way has gone.

Only ten miles away from the small town of Lantian Mountain, Liang Quan's heart ached like twists and turns, and his face was pale.

The little paper man and the little sword returned to Liang Quan's side with a whoosh, the little sword buzzed, and the little paper man lay timidly on Liang Quan's shoulder, rubbing his small arm against Liang Quan's neck, rubbing and rubbing.

In the small city, the City God still protected him, and the judge appeared in front of Liang Quan before he entered the City God Temple.

After the new judge became a ghost, his expression softened a little. He looked at Liang Quan and said, "I know why you came, but he has great merits and virtues, and he has already entered reincarnation."

For a benevolent person like Lao Dao who is waiting to be determined, the underworld will naturally not treat him badly.

Liang Quan walked here for a while, silently stayed outside Chen's house for a while, staring at the white lanterns for a long time, then left Lantian Mountain.

Shen Jingbai didn't lie to him back then, the Chen family guy here is indeed of old blood, dust to dust, dust to dust, before leaving, the old man stayed in the Chen family for half a year, sharing family happiness with his son.

Most of the tenderness that fell in the wilderness and chaos at the beginning belonged to Liang Quan, and the other half returned to his roots before the fallen leaves, and bestowed it on his own son.

Liang Quan knew what he was thinking and never bothered him.

It's just that I didn't expect that I didn't catch up with the last side.

The little paper man touched Liang Quan's arm, and looked at him suspiciously with his little black eyes.

Liang Quan lowered his eyes, with a hint of loneliness, "When the lamp goes out after death, it makes no difference whether you look at it or not." The old man acted freely, and if he went to see it, he would guess what the old man would say, as a disciple, he would know it.

There is nothing wrong with living a chic life and leaving openly.

Luoyang City.

A group of ministers filed out, not daring to stay half a step in the hall, even the most dedicated ministers of the five provinces covered their faces and walked away.

Nangong Ming watched this almost daily drama, and thought calmly: When will Master Guoshi come back sooner?

After all, not everyone wants to be blown by the cold wind all day, it is very cool, but now it is late autumn, and I feel a little uncomfortable.

Even if Nangong Ming is not the person who often angers His Majesty, as a close servant, he naturally has some experience, and feels that he needs to add an extra piece of clothes recently.

At this moment, Nangong Ming watched a handsome figure quietly appear, nodded gently at him and went straight into the hall, the guards on the left and right seemed to be unable to see him, Nangong Ming also knew it.

Finally came back.

In recent years, Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty has become more and more serious, and he is angry because of his lack of prestige.Things in the court are still free and easy, lazy and perfunctory and not in the mood, the usual massacres are less, but a few corrupt officials were killed the year before last, and even the whole family was not merciless. Some important court officials still frowned, very annoyed by His Majesty's behavior.

"Are you willing to come back?" Yang Guang glanced lightly, his boots were leaning on the table, his long legs were draped lazily, his words were casual, as if he was speaking casually.

Liang Quan went up the stairs, stopped beside Yang Guang, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "I went to pay homage to the master, it's too late."

He summoned earlier to come back, but in the end it was later than the agreed date.

Yang Guang frowned, sat upright and looked at Liang Quan's face, hugged him and sat on the big dragon chair together, "When did it happen?" He certainly didn't care about that old man, but Liang Quan was different color.

Liang Quan's expression was indifferent, leaning against Yang Guang's arms, he also had a calm face, "Death and life are life and death, you can't force it."

He slowly raised his eyebrows, and leaned on Yang Guang's shoulder again.

Yang Guang hugged the sharp-hearted man, feeling the coolness on his shoulders and elbows, and the faint wet marks fell into his heart, and he moved again.He kissed Liang Quan's bun and stroked his hair lightly.

Yang Guang was worried because he was concerned about Liang Quan.But Yang Guang was even more happy.

There is no one else in this world who can occupy Liang Quan's mind like Yang Guang.

Liang Quan's mind is very big, everything in this world is his responsibility, it falls on the world, falls on the human race, although only Yang Guang can make him mess up, but Yang Guang will still be jealous of Ze.

He has a temperament that can pierce the sky, and he can endure it occasionally because it is worth it.Thinking that what Liang Quan is guarding is their world, when I think about it occasionally, a few traces of sweetness like candied fruit will roll out in the coolness.

you are mine.

Yang Guang sighed, after all no one can take away his mood.

……

How about we make a contract between you and me?

it is good.

Then life after life, you will live up to each other.