Golden light spreads over the east clouds, pushing the black edges quickly spread across the distant foothills, small villages and forests, shining towards the small temples ahead.

The grass leaves that accumulated dewdrops were also rolled into their mouths by their stretched tongues. The old donkey chewed and whipped, and turned his head to look at the entrance of the temple.

The morning light shone into the temple gate, and the burning bonfire and faint smoke curled around. In the light, someone walked by. Lu Liangsheng came out with two bookshelfs and placed them on both sides of the donkey's buttocks.

Behind, the toad Taoist who came out walked into the sun in flowery clothes, felt the warmth shining on his face, and lazily stretched.

Huwahaha...

He yawned a long time, smacked his lips, walked under the bookshelf, climbed onto the rope and sat in the compartment.

"It's time to go back now, right? I'm a little uncomfortable with my teacher outside..."

As the toad said, he wrapped the rope around his waist and tied it tightly: "...... Those who want to be a teacher who is a mountain will actually like to live in a small place."

"Master, I miss Lujia Village."

After getting some luggage, Lu Liangsheng turned around and smiled. After finishing the reins, he sat on the donkey's back and let the old donkey go southeast and go back to Qixia Mountain along the road.

After walking twice, the old donkey was probably familiar with this. Without Lu Liangsheng's guidance, he ate the grass leaves on the ground and walked happily along the way. After going down the foothills, the sunshine became bright in autumn. On the road leading to the capital, pedestrians and business trips rushed, mixed with them. There were also many people on their backs, dragging the family, driving donkey carts, pushing wheelbarrows, and carrying chickens and ducks. All the valuable items that could be taken away in the house slowly surged to the south.

Unlike the atmosphere on the other side of the river, this side will be a battlefield. It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid disasters. When hearing the news of the war coming in the village, the people who were waiting and watching began one by one, and then a large-scale migration broke out during this period.

In the noisy sound, Lu Liang gave birth to an old donkey, pulled the reins and squeezed through the crowd. Around him, the sound of footsteps and shouts mixed together, and the road was full of people fleeing south.

"Go away quickly, take away all the people taken away from home. Don't leave it for the Sui army. They kill people without blinking. Maybe they will go south tomorrow. Once you cross the river, you may be killed by your family. That's really a family and a family..."

The officers dressed in yamen clothes rode on horseback and neighed and shouted in the surging crowd, but compared to countless mixed sounds, they still seemed insignificant.

A woman was carrying baskets, inside of which was stored food at home, pushing her in a panic in the crowd, looking for something. Next to her, there was a shirtless man, who should be her man.

"Stone! Little Stone! Answer Mom-"

The woman was crying and pulling the past person to ask, and her husband was doing the same thing on the other side, with anxiety on her face and red eyes.

"Shitou, where are you?! Hearing my father's voice, he responded!!"

After a few feet of distance, Lu Liangsheng quietly tore the child's clothes from the woman, used a small spell to search for the child, and sent the child crying to the couple by sending the child who was more than ten feet apart.

The crowds are endless. Such a scene seems to have caused him to see the disaster when he returned to Heliangzhou. Fortunately, here is the hinterland of Nanchen, and after the autumn harvest, the people will have some surplus grain to make a living, so that the tragedy of Heliangzhou will not occur.

When passing by the capital Tianzhi, the city had already entered martial law at this time. From time to time, you could see cavalry whistling by. When you encounter a scholar like Lu Liangsheng, you would come over to check it out.

"The war should be approaching next spring."

Looking at the city wall in the distance, Lu Liangsheng had no intention of entering. He led the old donkey to the direction of the south and rushed back to Qixia Mountain. It was already evening. The mountains were quiet. When he passed by the foot of Xiaoquan Mountain, he heard a few fox songs.

Looking up, under the stars in the sky, a crouching fox shadow looked into the direction of Lujia Village.

"Waiting for me by the roadside."

Lu Liangsheng patted the donkey's head, and flashed, and the afterimage flew along the forest. He had come back and forth to the top of the mountain, walked past the large moss rock, and turned into a fox, sitting under the stars and moons. Looking at the village with lights at the foot of the mountain opposite, he heard footsteps coming from behind and swung his fluffy red tail.

Immediately, I stood up and turned into a beautiful woman in a blink of an eye, giving me a blessing.

"Roge has met Mr."

"It's not too polite, I just hear you screaming, come and take a look."

Lu Liangsheng looked at her, walked to stand aside, and looked at the mountain village over there, "If you miss the child, just go over and take a look, don't be so restrained."

"I am afraid of disturbing my husband's parents." Honghu also had concerns. Her previous relationship with her husband Zhang Liancheng had a significant impact on Zhang Dongming and his wife, and as a monster, it would also harm the health of mortals.

When Lu Liangsheng saw her thoughts, he smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I still have Rakshasa ghost Honglian, and I didn't hurt my parents. If I restrain my evil spirit, it's okay."

"Rozhi thanked Mr. Rouge for his kindness."

The red fox thought about it and shook his head, retreated to the side, bowed to the scholar: "Mingyue was taken in by the teacher, and I am so grateful that I can stay in such a place as Mingyue to practice and recuperate. I dare not make too much desire."

"It's up to you, anyway, I promised you to visit the children."

After saying that, Lu Liangsheng didn't talk much. He turned around and turned into blur in a few steps, disappeared in the forest ahead, and returned to the foot of the mountain. Hong Lian was squatting by the roadside at some point, picking up stones and throwing them around. When he saw the young master come back, he smiled and came back to the painting with confidence.

The scholar could naturally see some small thoughts, and smiled and pulled the reins, and led the old donkey back to the village.

Then... the reins in his hand slid down, and even the old donkey was stunned, and ran to the original donkey shed to find the place where it sleeps.

The original fenced courtyard was gone, and the houses were built with only a few walls standing, with cut wood, bricks, soil, sand and gravel everywhere. Not far away, Yuwen Tuo, Li Sui'an, and Qu Yuanfeng squeezed together, sleeping on a straw mat, with legs overlapping each other, faces dirty, and in the dream, he rubbed his hands and mouth and nose, and continued to sleep sweetly, without feeling anyone watching them.

"These three little guys are not afraid of catching a cold."

I didn't see my parents or sisters around me, so I must have stayed at my relative's house. Lu Liangsheng sighed and pinched his fingers, and gave the three teenagers a warm-up spell on the straw mat to avoid getting caught in the cold.

The old donkey did not find the place where he originally slept, and he lowered his head with a little aggrieved, stretched out his mouth and dragged his master's sleeve.

The bookshelf compartment pushed open with a creaking sound.

Taoist Toad hugged his arms, was also stunned, and turned his head to look at his apprentice: "Where will you sleep tonight, my teacher?"

“There is a place to sleep.”

Lu Liangsheng thought about it, snapped his fingers, turned around and left, and the old donkey followed him consciously, climbing Qixia Mountain in the west of the village, walking through the mountain path countless times, and coming to the old tree.

"Two years ago, I told Lao Sun that he would not be an official and would build a shed here in the future. I would never have seen it so quickly."

As if he was joking with self-deprecating, Lu Liangsheng took off the bookshelf, threw Yuelong sword away, shook his sleeves and sacrificed the "Five Elements Way". There was a sudden sound of sound from the mountain, and the dense forest swayed. In the sound of breaking, the broken treetops and yellow plants flew out densely.

The thick wooden pillars were inserted into the ground, and the rocks on the ground cracked and wrapped the wooden pillars to form four corners. Then thinner branches flocked to the front and built a wooden wall along the four corners. The branches and leaves were still there, growing lushly, filling the roof, or blocking the gaps tightly. The shrub branches extended forward along the wall, and surrounded the city with a circle of fences. Several relatively flat rocks fell down in the distance and turned into stone benches and stone tables.

In a moment, the cottage adjacent to Lao Song and his mentor's tomb was achieved. The foundation of painting and the house made by the Five Elements Taoism to control plants, trees and rocks was simply relaxed for Lu Liangsheng.

The fingers were a little on the tight wall of grass and wood, and the intertwined branches and leaves moved rustly, revealing a door for people to enter and exit at will.

Walking inside, the bookshelf was thrown to the ground, withered vines and branches extending from the wall, and a soft collapse was woven. The desk hangs the scroll onto the wall, slowly lowering it to reveal red sympathy.

I piled up books and put them on the desktop, put them on the ink inkstone brush, and it was Moxiang’s study again.

"How is Master?"

Lu Liangsheng lit a candle to illuminate the surroundings.

The small door of the bookshelf was pushed open, and the Toad Taoist yawned, carrying a black-print gourd, and a cigarette rod hung around his waist. He hugged his bedding with his eyelids drooped, walked out sleepily, climbed up and lay down, covered himself with his small quilt, stretched his limbs comfortably, and retreated inside.

Huh…huh…huh…huh…huh…

After a moment, I woke up.
Chapter completed!