The door of the room was closed without wind and closed to shine on the morning light at the crack in the door.

The old man was wearing an apricot yellow robe and a sleeveless black collared single dress. His temples were gray and his face was solemn. He waved his sleeves at a stool in the words "..... Let's take a look at whether that Mr. Lu is worthy of his Majesty's personal invitation."

A squeak sound.

The round stool dragged a small piece backwards. The three green forest men over there saw the old man sitting down, quickly lowered their faces and whispered in a low voice: "Sir Chen."

The old man's surname is Chen and his name is Fu. He is the uncle of the late emperor and his majesty. He is also the master of His Majesty. He is also a master of martial arts and is also excellent. When Pudu Cihang was passed away, someone else was practicing in the southwest Fumo Mountain. He only learned the news after the death of the late emperor. However, no matter how he assisted, the Chen Dynasty still collapsed.

After escaping from the capital Tianzhi, he searched for the young emperor and his son all the way. Finally, he found him in Qixia Mountain. He took the young emperor and Concubine Zhang to settle southwest. In the past few years, he taught Chen Jing all his knowledge, in order to achieve great ambitions and restore the Chen Dynasty.

However, the Sui country was powerful, and several cities in the south were inevitably subjected to the end of being slowly drawn. This time, we came here to find the old subordinates of the year to see if there was an opportunity to take advantage of it. Secondly, Mr. Lu, whom His Majesty often mentioned, see if he was a real talent and turned the tide.

If you just deceive your reputation and steal the world, the old man doesn't mind getting rid of it.

......

The room was quiet for a while. The young man there was the young emperor Chen Jing of that year. He experienced some things in the southwest and had a few small fights with the Sui Dynasty, and his momentum changed greatly.

Looking at the old man beside him, the sword on his waist was placed at a corner of the table.

"Master, Mr. Lu is not what you think. I knew it when I was a child."

I didn't want to get too entangled with my master in this matter. After saying that, I changed my mind and looked at the three men standing. They were all his confidant guards around him when he was moving southwest, and they were very skilled in martial arts.

"Everyone sits down and talks."

"yes!"

The three of them looked at the old man with their eyes closed and gently stroked the white beard, carefully searched for a stool in the house, or sat down by the bed.

The loyal guard raised his hand and bowed.

"Report to Your Majesty, the three of us are not familiar with the terrain of Qixia Mountain. In addition, we delayed the road with heavy snow for a while. We arrived yesterday and did not see Mr. Lu."

The old man stroked his beard and his eyes were slightly opened, revealing a gleam of light.

"What is not familiar with the terrain? Getting lost is getting lost!"

These words made the three guards' faces flushed and they didn't dare to show their anger. On the opposite side of the table, Chen Jing persuaded the old man a few words, and then smiled at the three men: "Mr. Lu has always been idle and wild cranes. He likes to lead an old donkey to watch the mountains and rivers. It is common to not see him. I remember that the last time I came here, I was in this village. I waited with my mother for a long time, but in the end I didn't see him."

Leading an old donkey?

Hearing this description, the three of them suddenly remembered the scene of the woodcutter in the deep mountains and snow yesterday, and immediately told them about the woodcutter yesterday, especially the scene that disappeared in the end.

".......... When we arrived outside the forest, we disappeared under our noses in the blink of an eye. We could only hear the sound echoing in another mountain, but he looked young and was not dressed as a graceful scholar."

Listening to the three of them describing what happened yesterday, the woodcutter's appearance, Chen Jing has also been practicing magic in recent years, and has a good memory, so naturally I remember Mr. Lu's appearance and manners. I heard a smile on his face now.

"What you meet is Mr. Lu. As for suddenly running to another mountain, it was just a spell."

"But just a little trick!"

The old man opened his eyes and said, and Chen Jing just smiled helplessly. It was still early and it was impossible for a few people to stay in the house. After a while, he decided to visit Qixia Mountain first and see around Lujia Village.

The three guards naturally did not dare to object, so they cleaned up casually, protected Chen Jing and Chen Fu out of Bei Village, and the snow melted a lot overnight. At this time, pilgrims, pedestrians, and vendors who were temporarily living on the mountain road sprung out like mushrooms after a rain, and the roads were densely connected.

Chen Fu walked to the side of the road, stroked his chin, beard and nodded slightly.

"The law circle is used to nourish the water and soil of the area, and then raise the people with fish and crabs. The temples and temples are built to absorb pilgrims and make the people in this area rich, which is a way to govern the people."

Looking back at Chen Jing, he pointed to the mountainside where incense rose in the distance.

"Jing'er, go there and take a look with your teacher."

A snow-white mixed with a little withered yellow and yellow floss, several people walked up the mountainside along the small stone paved road specially opened by the villagers. Seeing the pilgrims around who were rushing to burn the first incense in the morning gathering in the temple gate, smelling the smell of sandalwood and a trace of ghost spirit, Chen Fu hummed.

"But Err."

The red walls and black tiles in the temple look solemn, but the divine platform inside is not a cognitive god or Bodhisattva. Instead, it is a lifelike clay sculpture of a woman. The old man has his cultivation and his magic power gathers in his eyes. He can see that there is something else inside the clay sculpture.

Of course I understand what Mr. Lu is going to do.

As soon as the old man said, pilgrims coming from the surroundings came to burn incense. The businessmen who were doing the "invite incense" business here looked back at him, frowned, and their faces were filled with anger.

"What I said is true. How can a woman have merits and enjoy this incense!"

Chen Fu was not afraid and wanted to continue talking, so he was pulled away by Chen Jing and walked down the mountain. He went down the stone steps and then said:

"Master, what do you believe in is the neighborhood villagers who do it voluntarily, why scold them?"

The old man was already stubborn. He looked back at the Honglian Temple, which was gradually covering the tree behind, turned around and brushed his wide sleeves to carry it behind him.

"That's also a fraud!"

Chen Jing did not agree, but the person in front of him was his master, so he couldn't disobey his wishes, so he had to put the words aside first. The few people wandered around and looked at the mountains, rivers and fields. Before he knew it, it was almost noon.

I pinched the orders that were about to eat, and I thought it would be easy to see Lu Liangsheng. A few of them turned back to the mud road from outside and walked into the Lujia Village.

In the drying dam, the eight people who were originally tired of being tired were going back to their homes for dinner. When they saw no one stopped them, they went all the way to the small fenced courtyard in their memory.

The morning cow is wrapped around the half-person-high courtyard wall, and the old trees in the courtyard are still hanging with the remaining snow. A young man with two buns in the yard is staring at a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe holding a pen to write and draw.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his little face and saw several people walking from outside the yard to the door.

Mingyue stood on the stone bench with her waist on her waist, raised her chin, and her voice was tender: "Who are you looking for?"

On the other side, Chen Jing is the emperor. Even if his master is in front of him, he is headed by him. He smiles on his face and goes forward to arch his hand.

"I'm here Chen Jing. He was rescued by Mr. Lu when he was young. He happened to pass by here and came to visit him. I wonder if Mr. Lu could be at home?"

Sun Yingxian, who was drawing talismans on the stone table, raised his face and looked at the few people. He knew who it was. He was most annoying to deal with people in the government and was too lazy to deal with them. He held the talisman paper, moved the pen and ink aside, and continued to practice.

"My husband is sleeping."

Sleeping?

Not only Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, but even the old man next to him was stunned. He knew that Lu Liangsheng was a Taoist practitioner, but now he was still sleeping until noon, so he was a little disgusted.

"Hmph, does your husband still want to learn from Zhuge Kongming and let Liu Bei visit the cottage three times?"

Mingyue has followed Lu Liangsheng for many years, and often listened to allusions, tilted her head, stared at the old man, and held his hands on his chest.

"That guy is Liu Bei, then you old man is Zhang Heitan with a black face and beard?"

The Taoist glanced at it, stopped the tip of his pen, and said a sentence floated over.

"Zhang Fei is not bad, he is not as old as him."

Hahaha--

He immediately laughed out loudly on the stone bench.

"Dare to tease me?"

.....

Laughing and the old man's words rang out in the yard, and the window lattice opposite the water tank was dim. On the bed, Lu Liangsheng's eyes were moving back and forth under his closed eyes.

I discussed with the monkey all night. I slept too late and was sleeping sweetly. I was laughed outside and was disturbed by anger. I turned over and waved my hand because of noisyness.

"Don't bother me to sleep--"

The door and window lattice opened, and a gust of wind blew out in the courtyard. The talisman paper raked in the air. Chen Fu, Chen Jing and others stood there, and their robes were stroking in an instant, and their hair flew backwards, making them so fascinated that they couldn't open their eyes.

"Hey, what a big tone..."
Chapter completed!