The raindrops fell along the eaves to the water tank below, making a slight sound of "pop" and dissipating the rippling water surface. The door opposite opened with a creaking sound.

The maid sent the doctor with a medicine box hanging on his shoulder out, walked past the other side of the corridor, and came to the door under the eaves, and gently pushed it away.

The lights in the room were shaking, and an old woman with white hair was sitting on a small stool beside the bed, holding the hand of the old man lying on the couch. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she thought the maid was back.

"Listen to the bottle, the doctor gave it to you..."

His wet red eyes were a little cloudy. Seeing that the figure entering the house was not a maid, or even a man in the mansion, he immediately stood up and took the candlestick on the table. While the flames were extinguished, he held his chest and protected the sleeping old man on the couch behind him.

"Who are you!"

Lu Liangsheng recognized this old woman. When he saved her daughter Zhou Rong, he came out to thank her. Seeing her now, he smiled.

"Old lady, do you still recognize Lu Liangsheng?"

"land....."

The old woman hesitated for a moment, held the candlestick and couldn't help but move forward slightly, looked at the door carefully, and the young man in a very powerful robe.

"Young Master Lu, is it really you?!"

After a while, the old woman recognized the young man in front of her and quickly put down the candlestick to greet her. Naturally, Lu Liangsheng would not let her salute.

"I'll come and see Mr. Zhou, what do you say?" Lu Liangsheng helped her up.

The old woman looked back at her sleeping husband on the couch and shook her head.

"The master is already weak and old. Because of this incident, he got angry and was so angry that he was rained on the city. After being frightened, he kept sleeping when he came back..."

Lu Liangsheng got up from the table, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, his fingertips stumbled on the old man's wrist. He had read some medical books, and he had also been guided by the ghost doctor Li Yishu of Wanhe County, and he called out the old man's pulse. He opened his lips slightly, looked at his tongue, confirming that the doctor said was true.

"Old lady, you don't have to worry. Mr. Zhou is just weak and will wake up soon after he suffers from the cold."

As he said that, he went through some magical aura on the fingertips of the old man's network, and carefully swam through the aging organs.

Under the bedding, the sleeping old man's breathing gradually became a little stronger. The old woman next to him could see what Lu Liangsheng was doing, and she quietly stepped out without disturbing him. She called the maid to pick up medicine for her husband, and told the kitchen to prepare wine and food. Then she turned around and looked at the silhouette sitting on the edge of the bed, folded her hands and burst into tears.

......

The raindrops dripping from the eaves gradually stopped after falling a few drops. The gloomy dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of sunshine shone under the earth in the gaps of the clouds.

Jijijijijiji...

The birds flew out of the branches and fell to the roof and sang happily. The sunshine shone into the open window lattice. The old man on the bed moved his square palms and fingers, slowly opening his eyes.

He moaned with his closed mouth and nose, but found that he didn't feel any pain and had some strength to sit up by himself.

After finding the crutches leaning against the wall of the bed, putting on a robe, my steps were much lighter and more stable than before. I opened the door and gently knocked on the sleepy maid Tingbo.

"Old...Master?!" Hearing Ping was startled. When he saw Zhou Ying standing in front of him, he quickly called out, and was about to call his wife, but the old man stopped him.

"How did I come back?"

"It was the county magistrate who sent the master back..." The maid put his finger on the corner of her lips, thought for a while, and added: "I heard from the lady that there were also distinguished guests at home, but I didn't see any distinguished guests at all."

Zhou Ying frowned, then stretched out, remembering the figure on the city tower before, and immediately understood who the distinguished guest was. When he woke up, his health was much better than before.

After thinking about it, he stopped asking about the maid, nor did he need a servant to support him. He walked towards the study with a crutch. In the slightly opened window lattice, the desk was surrounded by tea fragrance. Lu Liangsheng sat at the table and read a volume of books in the book. He occasionally took the tea and took a sip. When he saw the contents of the book, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door and the sound of pushing the door, Lu Liangsheng put down the tea and stood up: "Old Zhou, why don't you rest more?"

"I wanted to sleep for a while, but I was afraid that the 'distinguished guest' would run away."

The old man quipped, smiled, sat next to the scholar, looked at the book he was reading, and glanced at.

"Liangsheng has always liked to read these strange books of gods and gods, and it has not changed."

"Just pass the time." Lu Liangsheng took the tea on the table and moved to the old man. He seemed to overlapping tea, and moved out a new cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhou Rong.

"......... What's more, what book hasn't been read in Mr. Zhou's study?"

The heat of the tea rose and the faint fragrance of tea came out. The old man was no longer surprised. He brought the tea and took a sip, "Since I have read my books, then, I will test your knowledge again, see if you have been slack over the years."

"Haha, Mr. Zhou has a question."

The old and the young were just like sitting in the study to discuss knowledge, laughing from time to time. The eavesdropping servant told his wife that the latter smiled and quickly brought pastries to deliver them, urging the kitchen to prepare the meal quickly, and also secretly ran to the study to take a look.

The sun shines through the old trees in the courtyard, the swaying branches, and the birds fly to the window frame and jump around. They look curiously at the old and young sitting on the desk, holding the book and talking about it.

The cups on the table are quiet, and the heat of the tea rises.

.........

The clouds dissipated, and the footsteps of Fulinzhou were covered with thin water vapor. In the forest with raindrops, rustling footsteps sounded at the end.

"Master...Master, hold on."

In the forest, a slender figure stood out of the tree step with an old man. The old man seemed to be unable to walk anymore, tilting softly from the young man's shoulders and leaning against one side of the tree body.

The two are Chen Fu and Chen Jing’s master and apprentice.

"Jing'er..." The old man opened his eyes weakly against the tree body, his face was no longer blood-colored. Looking at his apprentice who was busy untiing the water bag on his waist, Chen Fu waved his hand.

“…No, no more…”

"Master, don't talk. If you have a high level of cultivation, you will be fine."

Chen Jing untied the water bag, unscrewed the plug, and handed the bag to the old man's mouth. "Master, take a sip to quench your thirst, and rest for a while and you'll be fine."

"No... Jing'er, you heard from my teacher."

On the other side, Chen Fu turned his face open and rejected the water bag beside his mouth. His eyes were gray and he looked in one direction without any hesitation.

He said weakly: "...Chen Chao wants to recover...it cannot be thrown away in your hands, it must be 'picked' back."

The words paused for a moment and continued weakly.

"Jing'er, remember, you cannot be kind to the king. Your father is the best example. Don't repeat the same mistake..."

Chen Jing knelt on the ground, listening to the old man's weak speech, tears flowed out and hung on his cheeks. The old man raised his hand tremblingly, wiped away the tears on his face, and squeezed out a little smile between his gray beard.

"In the future, the master can no longer accompany you. Everything depends on yourself. Be brave... Go back to Fumo Mountain first, put some things in the cave, and take them with them..."

After erasing the tears on the apprentice's face, the old man's hand gradually couldn't hold on anymore and hung down. His godless eyes were still facing Chen Jing, and his lips were stammering, and his words became smaller and smaller.

".........You'll leave alone in the future."

His hands fell heavily to the ground, looking at his apprentice's eyes, and slowly closed as the last sentence was finished.

"Master!!!"

"Master, wake up--"

"Don't ignore Jing'er...Master!"

The young man sobbed quietly and cried hard, holding the old man on the ground, but no one agreed to him.

Not long after, on the foot of Yanmian Mountain, there was an additional earthen grave and a few stone steles piled up without a name on the cliff walls that could overlook the mountains.

Chen Jing's eyes were red and covered with bloodshots. He knelt in front of the tombstone, kowtowed three times, slowly stood up and looked at the south, bathed in the rays of the west, and left alone.

Wow—

The sun sets, and after the continuous drizzle, the air is fresh. On the quiet cliff, there are suddenly blocks of soil falling.

"Jing'er, I hope you can understand the painstaking efforts of your teacher."

A faint sound rang out in the grave. In an instant, with a bang, a big rock flew out from above, rolled on the ground, and bounced out of the cliff.

A gap was broken on the raised grave. The dead old man was lying inside without moving, but there was a sound.

"How could I not leave a way out for the Taoist practiced for fifty years? I waited for me to take the Purple Light Golden Spirit Pill and find the illusion to break Lu Liangsheng's illusion and come back... and come back..."

After repeating, Chen Fu, who was lying inside, suddenly felt something was wrong.

I hurried to call the elixir hidden on my body, and what came was the empty piece of the bag.

......Oh no, was the golden elixir taken away by his apprentice?
Chapter completed!