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Chapter two hundred and two

The last touch of red fell from the hill, and the sky and the earth were soaked in darkness. The spots of lights lit up in the mountain village, the dogs barked and the coughing sounds, the morning glory in the small courtyard of the fence touched the outside. The old couple eating in the kitchen, and the girl heard a ringing ring on the neck.

Opening the door of the stove and looking out faintly, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey into the yard. He saw the family members who were half protruding out of the door of the stove, loosening the reins and laughing.

"Is there any of mine?"

Li Jinhua, Lu Laoshi, and Lu Xiaoxian, who were poking out at the door, opened their mouths slightly, nodded in one go, and then reacted. The woman ran out with a 'Ouch'.

"Longsheng, why are you back at this time? It's so dark at night, and you're not afraid of falling. Come into the house quickly, come into the house quickly, and there's still food in the pot."

The old donkey ran over to arch the woman's hand. Seeing Li Jinhua raised her hand, she kept walking over her hooves, quickly turned her head away, ran into the donkey shed without squinting her eyes, crawling on the ground slowly chewing the grass.

"Is there any other food from me... Mom... Huh... I'm running to death."

The Taoist held the fence and limped over. Li Jinhua looked at his appearance and pulled his son over and asked quietly.

"What is Master Sun doing?"

"It's okay, he felt that he was in poor health and ran back from Hegu County."

Lu Liangsheng smiled and looked back at Taoist, pulled his mother back to the kitchen. There were a few side dishes on the table. The rice must be insufficient. The woman wiped the big pot clean, and Hong Lian came in from outside to help burn the fire. Taoist snatched the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife and picked up Lu Xiaoxian, who was holding the bowl on one side, and chopped the dishes with a shimmering knife.

"Brother, what did you do when you go to the capital? You came back at this time?" Lu Xiaoxian ignored the Taoist, put down his chopsticks and looked at the brother who was kidding there.

The Taoist who cut vegetables laughed and waved his hand to the water stains on his hand.

"Xiao Xian, you don't know what happened that day. What a big monster in the capital. My original magic is used to produce all the magic, and my brother even gave the emperor..."

Yu Guangli glared at him fiercely, and the Taoist words stopped immediately. Hong Lian withdrew his cold gaze and looked at Li Jinhua, who was stunned on the other side.

"Aunt, don't listen to this little Taoist priest who is bull-nosed."

On one side, Lu Liangsheng kneaded the dough, squeezed out a lump from the tiger's mouth, slapped it in a round shape in the palm of his hand, and handed it to his mother. Seeing the woman's suspicious gaze, he smiled.

"Actually, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to get some of the relics of my mentor..."

These are perfunctory words, and it is not enough to say that you will go to fight a big monster yourself, and you will scare the emperor to death.

Of course, it was not that he was scared to death. He fell from the sky while stepping on Pudu Cihang that day. Who knew that Chen Shubao would be there and pushed him all the way. If anyone else had thought that this would end up.

After making the pancakes, they made do with the side dishes on the table and dealt with the supper, and asked the Taoist to continue bragging in the kitchen. Lu Liangsheng brought the broth, and half of the pancake walked through the eaves and returned to the room. The flames lit up on the wicks, illuminating the room.

On the bed, the toad Taoist who was sleeping soundly smelled the fragrance, stopped his undulating belly, opened the toad eyes, sat up, and quickly climbed onto the table.

"I finally don't have to sleep in the open air and have a hot meal."

The toad sucked a sip of the hot soup along the edge of the bowl, took a bite with the bread, sat down comfortably against a few books, and his satisfied flippers stretched out.

"Master enjoy it slowly."

Lu Liangsheng will walk to the bookshelf, hang Honglian's paintings on the wall, brush away the dust from the books, place the four treasures in the study, and add the fragrance of books.

After cleaning up for a while, I went over and took Yuelong into my hand, walked to the edge of the bed, pulled it out with a "clang", and a low moan of "uh..." sounded faintly.

The ancient sword body is clattering and the carvings are moving and stretching. The clear moon exposed by the clouds is like a winding thin line that is moving under the moon.

The sword body's spiritual energy is much more abundant than when I was on the way before. Sure enough, with the sword spirit, Yuelong sword can nourish the spiritual essence by itself. Lu Liangsheng is a little different from other practitioners. He is not thinking about the power of the spirit sword, but rather thinking more about his academic problems.

What is the upper limit of the spiritual aggregate? If you attach the last two spiritual aggregates, will it cause damage to the current Yuelong or the spiritual consciousness inside? Will it run away by itself after the independent consciousness? Will it suddenly become the second Pudu Cihang...

While thinking, the sound of the moon sword pulled out sounded.

"Master, please take a closer look..."

After a sudden turn, he said that he was going there to eat cakes and drink soup.

"Magnificent Toad Taoist, do you need a smaller cake? I'm afraid you can't hold it... By the way, what about that white hen? This Dharmazhang thinks it is extraordinary. Do you want to taste the taste?"

"Master, the female ghost sister's painting, why not frame it."

"Old toad, that soup bowl is a bit deep..."

On the table, the toad Taoist's forehead bulged with blue veins, and he threw the dough into pieces, picked up the cigarette pole and jumped out of the bed, and took a breath.

"I'm a master, I regretted helping you to refine it. If I had used to be the first time, I would have beaten you with a webbed and swallowed it in one bite."

"Toad toad, soft belly..."

Yuelong hummed a small song in Lu Liangsheng's hand and shook proudly. The scholar was also a little worried. In addition to having spiritual knowledge, this guy also recorded all the pictures he had experienced. No wonder he knew so many things.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Yuelong suddenly moaned "Ah!" and inserted it into the sheath. Lu Liangsheng threw it on the bookshelf and was still shaking on the shelf.

"Master, do you think this sheath is not worthy of me anymore? Have you considered changing a sword sheath for me? Otherwise, it won't stand the tossing..."

"…It is better to be wider, the two sides should be tighter, and then apply some golden-patterned jade seals... Hey... don't cover the cloth!"

A piece of silk cloth was covered, which made the chatter stop.

Lu Liangsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the buzzing sound in his ears finally subsided. He moved past the lights and flipped up the book in front of the window frame.

Taoist Toad was holding the bedding and hugging the webbed, looking at the back of his apprentice.

"This Yuelong sword was simply lost, and he kept saying it, saying it to him...silly!"

In the slightly opened window, the scholar raised his face and looked at the night sky outside the gap. The stars spread out across the sky. He smiled and shook his head in the sound of insects.

"Master, this is always a spiritual sword, what a pity I lost it."

In the bookshelf covered with white cloth, Yuelong's voice buzzed: "I agree with this!"

"Shut up!"

Taoist Toad threw the cigarette pole over. When the sound of the sound came, Lu Liangsheng, who was in front of the desk, turned over a page and softly followed the previous words.

"...It's a pity to lose it. If you say more, you'll be punished to stay on the top of the mountain."

Inside the silk cloth, Yuelong Sword suddenly became quiet. Not long after, the Taoist yawned and jumped onto the roof, lay on the roof, flipped up a new pair of cloth shoes in his hand, quickly threw the broken hole on his feet, put them on his feet again, and raised them in the moonlight to swell.

The old trees in the yard were rustling and the dark window lattice was heard, which made Li Jinhua beat her husband with her hands, and the voice became smaller.

The window lattice was bright with lights, the room was warm and yellow, and on the bed, the Toad Taoist covered his belly with a small blanket, and slept soundly, with a single fin on his feet exposed.

Hong Lian took the hot tea and walked gently, put it to the scholar's hand, retreated to one side, and watched quietly with his chin.

Books were piled up, and his fingertips turned over the paper pages. Lu Liangsheng took a sip of tea, looked at the women in the lights beside him, looked at each other and smiled, and continued to turn the book.

He hasn't read this book like this for a long time.

****

The night is deep, and I go far away to Fushui County, and a hundred miles away from the river valley county, the gate with crossed white strips is gently closed.

In the cold moonlight, a woman slowly walked down the stone steps with tears still hanging on the corner of her eyes. She looked back at the white lantern hanging under the eaves of the door, pursed her lips and took a deep breath, scraped off the tears on her cheeks, held the child's hand tightly, and walked towards the long street late at night.

On the misty street, the child with small braids raised his face and looked at his mother beside him.

"Mom...where are we going?"

Bangbangbangbang…

The sound of the slap in the distance passed, and Yanzhi squeezed out a little smile and touched her son's bun.

"Mingyue, my mother took a place with high mountains and a master of enlightenment in the mountains!"

The child didn't understand very well, but he probably understood a little, so he nodded.

"good!"

Bang...

Bang...

Da Gengren came from a distance with a lantern in his neck and collar. He saw a mother and son coming towards him and wanted to go up and ask, but in the blink of an eye, both of them disappeared into the mist.

"Oh hey..."
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