After the spring sowing, the news that Lu Liangsheng wanted to build a new temple broke the peace in the village. Lu Taigong was sometimes awake but confused, and stood on the mill of the dry dam with a cane, mobilizing the old and young people in the village.

The village has been much richer in recent years, but most people still maintain their hard work at the time. Some even go to the city or go to people with some skills around to learn some craftsmanship.

The villagers who know how to use bricklayer skills gathered together and discussed with Lu Laoshi, they selected the new temple at the original site of the Pure Mountain Temple. First, the original foundation was on, and it would be much faster to re-build bricks and mud, which would not take too much time and save money. Second, Lu Liangsheng asked to set up a temple as soon as possible.

The original mountain temple just agreed.

The spring is getting warmer and warmer. When Lu Liangsheng passed, the ground had already begun to break down. The desolate old temple only demolished the foundation piles, and the weeds around it were trampled plainly.

"Cut a few trees over there together! There are two trees over there, blocking the sun that Dongsheng!"

"Hurry up!"

With the noise of shouting, the women and children in the village not far from the old site were talking and laughing, and the old man with strong body easily carried dozens of kilograms of mud. Fortunately, the distance was not far, and he arrived in about ten feet.

Those who know how to craftsmen built mud bricks bit by bit and occasionally took brick knives to look around. Lu Laoshi and a group of villagers broke the treetops of several cut down trees, rolled to the temple to watch, dashed out the shape of wooden beams, repainted them, and the whole scene was full of a lively scene.

After giving everyone a little magic to understand, Lu Liangsheng returned to the village and walked back to the fenced courtyard. The bookshelf was already ready. Apart from Yuelong Sword, there was only Hong Lian's scroll.

Hong Lian’s hometown is not far away, just a village twenty or thirty miles north of Hegu County. If you have all your strength, you will be able to reach Hegu County in half an hour, so you will not talk to your parents, masters, and disciples.

He pulled out the old donkey and placed the bookshelf. A muffled sound came from inside. Lu Liangsheng frowned and creaked over and opened the small door of the compartment. He saw the Toad Taoist face against the wooden wall. Then he quickly sat back, picked up the cigarette pole and put it in his mouth.

He let out a breath of smoke and glanced at his apprentice.

"I am just tired of staying here and want to go out for some breath. I'm not with you, so don't think too much."

Next door, Hong Lian’s weak voice came from the scroll: “Thank you, Master Toad.”

"Hmph, what did I do?"

The Toad Taoist lay down on his side, held up his face, and waved the frog's webbing: "Close the door for me."

Outside, Lu Liangsheng smiled, closed the small door, led the old donkey and walked out of the yard. The jingle ringing sounded in the mountain road, and in the blink of an eye, it left the other end.

Passing by Fushui County, I went to the Chen Mansion at that time. The gate was desolate. A pair of majestic stone lions, one of which had a broken ear. Lu Liangsheng used a wall-walking technique to go in. It was difficult to see a figure inside. Since Chen Yaoke's death, Chen Yuanwai has also been frightened and died of sorrow. Because of the haunting, no one has moved in to this house again.

The empty and huge courtyard was covered with weeds. Lu Liangsheng came to the side courtyard and, under the guidance of Hong Lian, took out the corpses from the soil. The costume was covered with a white bone. Several bones were smashed, and there were also cracks on the forehead bones.

Hong Lian turned her face, as if she was sniffing, and said:

"They were afraid that I was not dead, so they smashed it a few more times when they buried it."

Lu Liangsheng fell silent, spread a white cloth and wrapped Hong Lian's corpse, cast a shrinking spell, and put it on the bookshelf.

"Let's go"

Not long after, I left the county town and followed the official road to Hegu County to the north. The Li family was still there, but unfortunately after that, my business was not as good as before, so the people in the troupe left one after another and went their separate ways.

In the market and pedestrians, Lu Liangsheng stood in the distance with the old donkey and looked at the headmaster Li Yunxiu, sitting at the door of the opera troupe in a daze.

"He is also a part of it. Is Hong Lian going to take revenge?"

"No, it's good to just make him look like this. What's the point of revenge?"

Hearing Hong Lian's voice, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey and squeezed the crowd away. Li Yunxiu, who was far away at the entrance of the opera troupe, seemed to feel something, and looked at the market with a dazed look. The crowds of people were passing by, and only the ding-tone copper ringtones disappeared from the pedestrian.

After walking through Hegu County, the twenty or thirty miles was not long. Even if I deliberately slowed down my journey, I came to the village where Hong Lian lived when she was a child at noon.

After so many years, the small mountain village has become even more dilapidated. Most of the young and strong people have gone to nearby towns to make a living. The old men, women and children who left behind are a little strange when they see Lu Liangsheng wearing blue clothes and white robe leading the old donkey into the village. They stand from afar.

"This young man is so handsome. Why are you doing in our village? I don't know which girl you may have fallen in love with."

"What a fool, that clothes look so expensive at first glance. Will the rich young man fall in love with the wild girl in the village?"

"What if people like big hands and feet, thick and strong waist?"

"Hey, look, what did he do with an umbrella? Oh, I'm afraid this scholar is abnormal."

Looking from afar, the villagers were whispering in the sights, Lu Liangsheng took out the oil-paper umbrella from the bookshelf and spread it open, put the old donkey on a walk alone, and took his master to the direction guided by Hong Lian.

The old house that once collapsed is now gone, and it is replaced by a new owner to build a small courtyard here, and a family of three are having a lively meal in the courtyard.

"It's like when I was a child, I sat in the yard with my parents. Let's go, from here I pass by my parents and brother's grave."

"Um."

Lu Liangsheng turned around and left the low mud wall with an umbrella, walked through fields not far away, and came to a small slope of woods, with grave flags standing on the tombs.

Most of the villagers buried their funerals here, and the earlier they died, the more they were inside. Through several tombs built by earth-packing, Hong Lian floated out of the paper umbrella and knelt down in front of three graves, two large and one small.

"Dad, Mom Yoona is back to see you."

The sunlight was hard to shine from the dense branches and leaves. Hong Lian knelt in front of the tomb and gently kowtowed her forehead. The ghost had no physical body or tears, but she could still hear the choked cry.

What I wanted to say was the first time Hong Lian came back in her lifetime and finished speaking in front of her parents' grave. Now she was just kneeling down and crying. Lu Liangsheng held an umbrella for her and watched quietly.

The toad on the scholar's shoulder quietly stretched out his webbing on his face. When he saw his apprentice looking at him, he quickly turned to the side.

"What are you looking at? My teacher's eyes are getting sand."

"Let's go out and wait, let Hong Lian spend more time with her parents."

Lu Liangsheng sighed, and used his magic power to hang the paper umbrella above the crying figure, and walked to the ridge outside to sit down. He also had his parents, and he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he saw this scene.

However, after sitting for a while, the cold wind blew behind him. Hong Lian held a paper umbrella and looked at the surprised Lu Liangsheng and smiled.

"Just see it, there is nothing to miss here. You guys will take me home."

The home she mentioned refers to Lujia Village.

"Okay, I'll take you home."

Lu Liangsheng nodded and said softly.
Chapter completed!