The skylight rose to the clouds, kicked away a stone and walked out of the hillside, looked at the grass in the distance, raised his chin with pride, and laughed.

"When encountering injustice, we should help us, this is what we should do."

"You are not afraid of causing trouble."

Lu Liangsheng reached out to attract him. He liked the boy's cleverness. Although he did help him, he was worried that the other party would cause trouble for the boy in the future.

"I'm not afraid, I just put a little croton juice. If that person wants to argue with me, a lonely child, it would be too much of a status..."

The boy stared at the scholar for a while, and the words changed. The man suddenly knelt down, supported his hands on the ground, and knocked down with a sound.

"Sir, please accept me as your disciple."

This caught Lu Liangsheng off guard. Yuelong's sword was tied to his waist, reached out to help the boy up, and brushed away the dust from his pants.

"I haven't considered accepting an apprentice yet. Let's go. That person is coming back soon. He will probably get angry when he sees you."

These words were of course out of good intentions. Not to mention whether Yang Su would cause trouble for this young man, it would be reasonable to just get angry and beat him up. Moreover, Lu Liangsheng didn't know what to do about taking a disciple. He is still an apprentice now.

When the young man saw the scholar say this, he was worried about being beaten, so he turned back to the inn in two steps.

"gentlemen……"

I couldn't help but shout in a low voice. From a distance, Mr. Lu raised his hand and waved at him: "You go back first."

"oh."

Li Sui'an lowered his head with a little discouraged look, kicking the stones and soil on the road step by step, and slowly walked back to the inn.

It quickly disappeared below the slope.

When the young man left, Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze and walked over to take the magic sword that Yang Su had thrown on the ground and looked through it. According to the description of the book "The Art of Refining the Art of Combining the Art of Fusion" in Qishan Cave, the sword was of high quality, but unfortunately, it would be too difficult to accumulate spiritual blanks in the future.

"Well... I should go back to Nanchen to find the things that my master was stolen, and I should also go back to Nanchen to meet my mentor, and then go back to Lujia Village to study this artifact refining technique and melt the seven magic swords."

cough…

The sound of dry cough came, and Lu Liangsheng retracted his thoughts. On the other side, Yang Su made up his clothes and walked towards this side, and his hair bun was combed again. He raised his eyes and looked at the magic sword in the scholar's hand.

The latter smiled and returned the sword to him.

"Fellow Daoist, is your stomach better?"

"I feel comfortable. Before practicing Taoism, I have to eat grains and miscellaneous grains, and I will naturally have diarrhea." Yang Su wiped the sword tip, inserted it back into the scabbard behind her, and reached out to make a "please" action.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

"please!"

Lu Liangsheng laughed and made an invitation. This time, the two of them did not fly high, but walked down the hillside together.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, let's get to know each other again. Yang is the brother of Yang Jian, the prime minister of Northern Zhou, and Yang Su!"

"So, you are not a member of the Fire Cult... I almost misunderstood."

When they walked towards the inn, the two of them said some intermittently, relieved their previous misunderstandings, and returned to the inn, the woman who was still yelling and scolding stopped her harshness, immediately smiled and welcomed them into the room.

"I told you where you guys have gone. The food is a little cold. I'll take it to hot."

He pulled Li Suian, who was thinking of standing here, and went to the kitchen. Lu Liangsheng looked at the boy's back and told him the story of Yang Su's stomachache before and apologized for him.

"No need, this guy is smart, but unfortunately he is wrongly here. Well, Yang is not a petty person and will not have the same knowledge as him."

As a clan of the prime minister, not to mention Northern Zhou, Yang Su has a high status and power in Chang'an City. If you really care about it in front of Lu Liangsheng, it really seems too stingy.

"I thanked that little brother."

Lu Liangsheng's politeness made Yang Su quite fond of him, and he bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Lu is so kind. He invited me to discuss before, but in fact, Yang was the demeanor of Chang'an master, and his skills were itchy for a while."

Soon, the woman brought the hot soup and vegetables out, and the two tables were served together. Lu Liangsheng and Yang Su sat together, and after a few polite jokes, the latter said the purpose.

"Fellow Daoist, I am leisurely traveling along the way. I wonder if I have a place to go?"

This "return place" is a bit particular, and the scholar also understood the meaning, ate a bite of the dish, picked up the wine glass and toasted it.

"Some words may be a bit pretentious. Now I am focused on it and just want to idle the clouds and wild cranes. When I get tired one day, I will build a thatched house in Qixia Mountain, plant flowers and grass, and spread the villagers at the foot of the mountain."

The cup was touched, and Yang Su raised her head and drank it all.

"Fellow Daoist Lu said this without ambition. Actually, I have heard of your affairs. Isn't it just a foolish monarch, there are two emperors in the world... But there are also people who are truly wise monarchs who are buried in the world. Fellow Daoist Lu is wise and wise, and he is buried here. It's a pity."

Come here.

As soon as he heard the three words "The Prime Minister", he explained that Jun Xifu, why did Lu Liangsheng still not understand the meaning of the other party chasing him.

The scholar put down his wine glass, thought for a while, but refused.

"My family is in Nanchen, and my relatives and friends are also in Nanchen. Some are even officials. If they meet in the future, it will be difficult to say. Fellow Daoist Yang is proud of his love, and he will feel ashamed of his gratitude."

“Pediatric!”

Yang Su patted the desktop.

The aunt and nephew in the kitchen overlapped and looked out of the door frame.

"Sui'an, do you think they will fight? Even if they fight, I believe Mr. Lu can win."

"Why?"

"Hmph, it's pretty. Don't those Rangers write this way?"

In the hall, Yang Su's tone slowed down and she was a little disobedient for a while. She bowed to Lu Liangsheng and chased him all the way. She spent two days sleeping in the open. Except for when she was first learning, she had never suffered such pain.

"It's okay, Fellow Daoist Yang was just angry for a moment."

Lu Liangsheng has a strong temper and has never gotten angry. He took the wine pot and poured wine for the other party, and then filled it with himself.

Put down the wine pot and raise the wine glass.

"There are so many Taoist practitioners in the world. There are not many more people in Lu Liangsheng, but not many less. My fellow Taoist brothers really need help from experts, so why do you only look at me?"

"well!"

Yang Su touched the cup with him, but didn't drink it. She sighed, shook her head and smiled:

"What fellow Daoist Lu said is that most of them close the mountain gate to practice Taoism, and rarely come out. Besides, if you want to find fellow Daoist who can care about the people and the people, the country and the world, there will be even fewer monks. I'm afraid you can count them with one hand."

...Lu Liangsheng doesn't eat the soft and hard way, and I can't even talk about him.

Maybe I have to let my clan brother come forward... But depending on his posture, I will not go back to Chang'an with me.

What to do...

Have it.

The hall was quiet for a while, Yang Su held the words, poured a sip of wine, and gently put it down.

"Can Fellow Daoist Lu know the art of seeing Qi face to face?"

"Don't you?"

Yang Su laughed dryly as if she was a little embarrassed and said a decisive statement.

"I know a little, but most of what I have learned is swordsmanship and military formation."

"I see."

Lu Liangsheng guessed who he wanted to give him. Now that he still has something to do, he naturally couldn't turn around and go back to Chang'an. It would definitely take a lot of time to go back and forth.

Seeing his hesitation, Yang Su hurriedly said, "This is not to make things difficult for fellow Daoist Lu. Yang goes back and calls his clan brother to come over. What do you think?"

"I'm afraid it won't work. I'll leave next day and have something to do."

After taking a sip of wine, his eyes swept over the faces of his aunt and nephew who were secretly looking at him. Lu Liangsheng thought for a while, and took out the small scroll of the map from his sleeve to spread it out.

"It's better to do this. Half a month later, we will meet again ten miles outside Shangyong City, Jinzhou."

"Haha, OK!"

The laughter was so loud that the inn was shaking, and the chopsticks were trembling. Lu Liangsheng also smiled. Then the two of them were drinking and eating, while talking about Taoism. It was noon that Yang Su did not forget to pay the meal before he got on the horse and left drunk and brought the news back to Chang'an.

Alas... I finally left.

Lu Liangsheng looked at the leftovers on the table and didn't let the master eat these. With a little drunk, he asked the woman to cook another braised pork and send it to the guest room.

"Sir, sir! I'll help you move the bookshelf!"

Looking at the sensible boy, Lu Liangsheng followed him into the room with a chuckle, paying him a tip, but the boy didn't charge him, and obediently closed the door and left.

Taoist Toad pushed open the small door of the compartment and let out a long sigh: "I'm suffocating to death."

I smelled the fragrance, climbed to the round table, rolled over a piece of fat meat, lay down comfortably, grabbed the rice from the small bowl and stuffed it into my mouth, and looked at the apprentice who was lying on the bed.

"I don't say I'll make some wine for my teacher."

In the bookshelf, Hong Lian floated away from the basin rack, twisted a towel to wipe the scholar's face, took off his shoes and socks, and placed them on the bed.

"Master Toad, the young master is very tired, so don't say anything more."

"You will feel sorry for others."

The toad turned his gaze back, tried to swell his cheeks, and chewed the fat meat into his stomach, as if he was comfortable to eat. He stepped on the frog webbed and walked to the spots of light cast on the ground outside the window frame, and turned into a lump of sunlight.

Enjoy the peace of the afternoon.
To be continued...