The streets were spreading in a large area of ​​chaos. In the terrifying shouts, the birds passing through the sun were also turned in a frightened way. With a cry, they flew past the lush sycamore trees below.

Rusty, the branches and leaves of the sycamore trees gently sway and caress.

The Toad Taoist in a long gown was lying on a small recliner, basking in the afternoon sun. When he heard the birds singing, he turned over lazyly, and his short legs flicked twice from time to time.

He smacked his lips, and then, a toad's eye suddenly opened. He was stunned for a moment, as if he felt something. He sat up in a flash and looked in a certain direction.

He quickly jumped off the lounge chair, folded the chair and laughed: "Okay, it's just right for the teacher."

Excitedly, he ran to the bookshelf with a folded chair, stuffed it into the cubicle, and looked back at the wall.

"Little girl ghost, pack your bags and we're leaving."

The painting is not caressed by the wind.

Nie Honglian stuck his head out, blinked his eyes, looked at the toad that held the map's small axis behind him, and tilted his head.

"Master Toad, what happened?"

"If you are told to leave, please leave and get it clean quickly."

After saying that, Taoist Toad tied the oblique rope tightly, climbed onto the desk, jumped to the window frame, and whistled.

Behind the side yard, a donkey responded. After a moment, the old donkey shook his tail and slowly chewed the grass and jogged happily. He raised his long mouth and sprayed a few breaths of heavy breaths at the toad on the window frame.

Hum ha ha ha ha...

There was also a little chaos in Min's mansion. Outside the Crescent Gate, a panicked servant ran over and heard the donkey screaming and slowed down. In the aftermath, two bookshelfs floated out of the door and hung on the back of the donkey.

The servant stopped and rubbed his eyes hard. The bookshelf was already on the donkey's back.

"Are you haunted?"

The next second, a black shadow jumped out of the window frame and jumped onto the donkey's head. He pinched the donkey's ear and stuck out his long tongue, dragged out his long laugh, and rushed out of the crescent door with the old donkey.

"My dear mother! The toad has become a sperm!"

Seeing the black shadow clearly, the servant howled and fell to the ground. In his eyes, the old donkey was carrying the bookshelf and thrust into the front yard. Through the corridor, the maid who came to her face sprinkled the tray in her hand, poured the soup on the guard yard next to her. In the screams, she ran all the way to the mansion.

Step by step!

The hooves were churning, and the old donkey rushed to the doorman to block them, running excitedly on Fushe Street. The donkey's mouth was wide open, and his tongue was swaying outside.

The toad Taoist grabbed the donkey's ear and glared at the old donkey with his eyes, and stepped on the flippers.

"Don't learn from me!"

Ahhhhh~

The old donkey shook for a while, and the toad's eyelids also shook, and he had a bad premonition.

"Come again."

As soon as the word "未" fell, the flippers immediately slipped, dragging the rope down the donkey's head, hanging on the old donkey's neck.

"That mother..."

The toad hugged his chest with webbed webs, with an expression of "I knew it would be like this", and his head kept bumping into the donkey's neck.

In the inn in the distance, a pair of huge footprints on the street remained on the ground.

Lu Liangsheng, wearing a scholar's robe, sat on the roof of a high restaurant, pouring wine into the wine mouthlessly, looking at Jianchun Gate, which was missing the wall in the distance with drunken eyes. His robe was blown by the wind, and the wind blew on his face, and he woke up a little.

"Liangsheng!"

Hearing someone calling him, Lu Liangsheng turned his face slightly, and under the eaves, Min Changwen poked out half of his body and looked at him.

"Shangshu Min, come and have a drink with Liangsheng."

Lu Liangsheng stepped on his feet, and when he fell down, he slapped the eaves with his other hand, turned around in the air, and landed on the second floor. The shopkeeper and the clerk who were busy packing the tables and chairs hugged each other again and hid in the corner.

The scholar came in, smiled drunkenly, and handed over the wine jar.

"After drinking, you don't have to think about any worries."

Min Changwen calmed down a little before, looking at the frustrated and drunken young man in front of him, he wanted to speak but stopped, so he did not reach out to take the wine jar.

"Now, you have caused a big disaster, and your career may be..."

"Hahahaha..."

After hearing this, Lu Liangsheng chuckled, took back the wine jar and raised his head and sipped his drink. He felt the burning flowing through his throat, and swayed past the Lord Shangshu.

"Does Lord Shangshu think there is a place where I can make a living in the court with magic?"

At the end of the sight, the broken streets, an old donkey ran towards him from a distance, and a black shadow was waving at him under the donkey's neck.

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze, shook and turned around, looking at Min Changwen.

“…I don’t think there will be any.”

The words paused, and then he held the wine jar and arched his hand.

"Sir Shangshu, if you encounter something irresistible in the future, you can come to Qixia Mountain to find me and say goodbye."

"Liangsheng!"

Min Changwen chased after him, and the scholar behind the guardrail had already jumped outside the building, and then chased him to the guardrail to look. The scholar was lying on the back of the donkey, riding one leg, running out of the city, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the end of the street.

"The young man is proud and unaware of sorrow, and he studied hard in his heart and worries.

No one heard of the people in Liangsheng, and the foolish emperor in the court drank and said joy.

Today, Chen Yuan and I are gone, and I will hold wine and hang swords to find the immortal fate."

The poem came from afar, and Min Changwen pressed the fence, slapped heavily on the guardrail, lowered his face: "Oh!"

"Your Majesty... Where did Lu Liangsheng make a taboo!!"

The copper bell swayed and left with a crisp sound.

Through the intertwined streets, through the city walls, and walking towards the green fields blowing by the spring breeze. Soon after, we stopped by a small river.

On the donkey's back, Lu Liangsheng swayed down, walked to the river beach step by step, poured cold water on his face.

"Master, what should I do next?"

At this moment, the words were confused.

"Wait for the teacher to come down first..."

The Toad Taoist hangs on the donkey's neck, struggles to untie the rope, and falls to the ground with a loud bang, pats the dust on the jacket, carries a pair of webbeds, and walks to the apprentice.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, the road is never absent. This is how my teacher came through. For a while, I was as despair as you were. Later, I thought that no matter whether I am a human or a monster, I must be open-minded and can only live long. Do you think my teacher is living a good life now?"

As he said that, he patted the scroll behind him: "This is the second way."

Lu Liangsheng looked at the shimmering sunset and the shimmering water surface, and felt an unspeakable pain in his heart, and he still smiled.

"Thank you for your comfort. Looking at the ups and downs of waves, I suddenly feel that I am very similar to them... I am upside down, sometimes down, sometimes up..."

"But they won't fall." Taoist Toad patted his apprentice's knees and looked at the water together.

"Well, they won't fall."

Speaking of this, Lu Liangsheng picked up a stone and threw it into the river, causing a circle of ripples.

"Master, let's go and leave here."

The Toad Taoist breathed a sigh of relief.

...I finally made you understand. If I was discouraged and didn't take me to Northern Zhou, wouldn't I have to walk with my legs?

*******

Rumble...

The sound of horse hooves was everywhere in the streets. After the chaos in the palace, the army had already started to move. From the palace, there was a demon casting spells. He was a scholar named Lu Liangsheng, and even the portraits were painted.

Infantry searched door to door in the city, and more than a thousand cavalrymen were divided into several groups and ran in the fields to track down people similar to those in the portrait.

"Quick! Keep up"

"drive!"

Along the official road south of Tianzhi, more than a hundred cavalrymen were divided into a group of people to pick up the mountain path.

After spring, the green fields are endless.

The cycling leader was riding, like a small school. When he whipped his whip, his brows frowned slightly. He saw a donkey walking slowly in the mud path ahead of him, with a figure lying on his back against the donkey's neck.

When I got closer, I was wearing a scholar's robe.

"The scholar in front of him stopped!"

He shouted violently, whip, urging the horse whip to speed up. However, he was still seven or eight feet away and could not catch up with the other party, so the school was also shocked.

"What a demon. I'm obviously approaching, I went to the front again in the blink of an eye."

Then, raise your hand.

The cavalry behind him pulled his bow and arrows, and the creaking bow strings were tight, pointing to the old donkey in front and the scholar on his back.

On the donkey's back, Lu Liangsheng raised his arm, and a water line flew out of the mouth of the jar. When it fell into his mouth, his other hand suddenly threw out a piece of paper with a winding portrait.
To be continued...