"...Fahai couldn't tell when he was a child. Twenty years later, his temperament was so similar to the old monk Zhenhai back then. He was so stubborn that he was afraid that Master Fajing could not distinguish him, so he became what he is now."

The inn was noisy. On the east side of the inn in the lobby, there was a wooden platform. On a round stool, a woman holding a pipa twirled the strings. The sound was as crisp as a jingle of a stream, her mouth was raising lightly, and she sang the soft song of Wudong.

‘.........Improve the old stories in West Lake and the important provinces. Remember the tears of green plums in the alley.

The light waves and green leaves fade, the husband waves the fan and leaves the bridge...'

Dangdangdang......

The pipa plucked the strings, the sound of Wudi is mixed with the noisy lobby. Lu Liangsheng looked at the stage where the songs were singing, took a sip of light tea, and surrounded the fragrance. Seeing Honglian holding her chin and glaring, the scholar laughed and put down the teacup and continued:

"When the rain stops tomorrow, go to the pagoda and look at the array eyes. If you encounter this Fahai who is defeated by the demons, you will help you with one or two. You will always be the junior brother of Master Fajing."

He stopped talking about this, Lu Liangsheng thought about it and added, "Actually he is a disciple." Seeing that Honglian was still bulging his cheeks and raised his chopsticks, the woman quickly calmed down her cheeks and hummed the tea in front of Lu Liangsheng. The tea inside suddenly faded away and became tasteless.

"The rain will stop tomorrow, and I will visit West Lake during the day."

After Lu Liangsheng said this, Hong Lian, who was opposite, raised his pretty face slightly and shook it. His eyes slanted to the corners of his eyes and looked at the window frame. The corners of his red lips frequently appeared and curled up a "successful" smile.

Soon, the guy brought the dishes up, reported the names of the dishes one by one, and specifically talked about the origin of the dishes. He also talked about the beautiful scenery of West Lake, the Three Pools Moon Seal, the Gem Mountain and other places to visit. He went to the door to welcome the new guests.

Lu Liangsheng picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. This light and original side dish was just as good as his taste, but he didn't know if his master was used to this light.

A scholar sat in the inn, not so eye-catching. He took a few bites casually and asked his friend to help him pack the water shield in West Lake and the white lotus in Leye to take it to the room.

"Brother, please get some hot water for bathing." Lu Liangsheng called out to the shop guy who was about to go out and stuffed a few tips into his hand. The latter understood and put it in his clothes. Less than a moment of going out, he brought a bucket of hot water in and poured the big bucket behind the screen. After two or three times, the guy stirred the water temperature, "Young Master, it's appropriate. If there is still something, you might as well call me downstairs."

After sending the waiter away, the scholar took off his robe and sank into the water, leaving only his head exposed and rested on the edge of the bucket, comfortably wringed a piece of silk cloth and put it on his forehead.

"Sure enough, I still enjoy it a lot."

Although his body is as clean as before even if he doesn't take a bath for a few years, Lu Liangsheng likes the most. He floats in the water and feels the temperature of the water spread throughout his body. The feeling of comfort is something that the master cannot understand.

Taoist Toad was sitting on the round table, as if he knew what was happening to his disciple. He turned around and narrowed his toad eyes with a small bowl of red rooster. Lu Liangsheng turned his eyes and walked around the screen to look at his master, saying casually: "Master, I haven't said anything about you in my heart."

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‘Hmph.’ Taoist Toad carried the bowl and turned back, scooped a few bites of the dishes from the bowl, and scooped a spoonful of lotus soup into his mouth.

ton!

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After drinking the soup, the wooden spoon was put on the table. After a while, the toad smacked his lips: "The taste is a bit light, it would be best if you add more salt. However, this inn is not as good as me."

When it comes to food, the toad Taoist face is more serious than usual. The frog web holds the chopsticks and walks back behind him, chatting endlessly until it gets dark.

"... Liangsheng, I just said it to my teacher, but I understand. I will definitely remind my friend to order the dishes next time I am ordering...."

Then there was another bargain. When Lu Liangsheng, who was in the bucket, pecked his head bit by bit, almost buried it in the water. He woke up and wiped away the water stains on his face. He saw Hong Lian lying on the edge of the edge, blinking his eyes, and quickly pulled over the cloth and covered her eyes. He got up and carried a wave of mist. He put on the robe hanging on the screen, and drove Hong Lian back to the painting.

"Hmph, it's not rare!" The woman turned her body and got into her arms. She suddenly came out to take a look, stuck out her tongue, and went back to the painting, sat on the swing and humming a little song proudly.

After a lot of noise, Lu Liangsheng was too lazy to pay attention to it. He lay down on the bed, thought for a while, and fell asleep in a daze. The next morning, the spring rain stopped all night, so he took the old donkey and took Hong Lian back to the street. At this time, the pedestrians were crowded. After asking, he found out that the Jingci Temple today was preparing a meeting. Most of the people who believed in Buddhism rushed there, and those who didn't believe it also went to join in the fun.

The scenery of West Lake in Hangzhou under the sun is different from that in the rainy days. The lotus leaves are connected to the buds and lotus seeds sway slightly in the wind. In March, the sound of birds singing, which reflects the morning bells coming from afar.

The green willow brushed across the water, Hong Lian solidified her body, and her appearance was like a girl at the age of sixteen. She dragged her dress and lay on the stone railing, stretched out her fair arms, trying to grab the nearest lotus bud. The moment her fingertips touched, the flower bud slipped through her fingertips and was wrapped up by the suddenly stretched tongue, pulled into the crack of the stone railing, dragged into the donkey's mouth and slowly grinded, and swallowed it into her belly.

"You!!!" Hong Lian was so angry that she stomped her feet hard, raised her hand to hit it, and responded. The swaying donkey's head grinned, revealing a row of yellow teeth. The yelled twice, attracting the believers or tourists from passing by. The woman then withdrew her hand back in disappointment, ran to the scholar in the other side looking at the direction of the tower, pulled her sleeves over and shook her complainingly.

"Young Master, go and clean it up!"

"This young man!!"

At this moment, a crisp female voice followed Hong Lian's words at the same time. Lu Liangsheng and Hong Lian turned around when they heard the sound. Even the old donkey who seemed to be mocking turned around. Under the green willows paved by Baiyan, a woman wearing a green dress swayed slightly in the wind and a slender waist smiled.

Lu Liangsheng looked at her and frowned slightly. A demonic aura faintly appeared on the other person's body. However, the woman looked at the scholar carefully for a moment, and smiled even more. She ran over in surprise. In front of Lu Liangsheng, she twisted her waist and spread her long skirt.

"Sir, don't remember me?"

As she said that, her lips leaned forward slightly, and a "hissing" sound was made between her lips, which made Lu Liangsheng react. He saw a phantom that was hard to see from behind the woman. A winding snake twisted and spitted a letter, and then he remembered a name.

"Cen Biqing?"

"Sir, I still remember Xiaoqing." The woman in the green skirt was obviously quite happy and excitedly pulled Lu Liangsheng's hand. Hong Lian, who was beside her, naturally remembered that the young master once mentioned a little green snake to her. She was quite excited to see the person who guided her to enlighten her, so she would not come forward to stop her.

"Xiaoqing? This is your nickname? It sounds nice."

Now that the other party has become a human being, he can no longer touch the other party's head as before, Lu Liangsheng asked her to pull it, and pulled her hand back without a trace, and asked with a smile: "How are you here?"

"This nickname was obtained by my sister, and I also came to West Lake with her." As she said that, Xiao Qing pointed to a long bridge in the distance, "Sir, look, it's there. The person wearing a white skirt on the bridge is my sister."

The lotus leaves were gone one after another, and above the water waves, a long bridge, a woman in a white silk dress with long skirt, with graceful backs, looking at another lotus pond, as if waiting for someone.

Dong!
Chapter completed!