Finally someone can speak normally.

The stone in Liu Qingyue's heart fell slightly. After walking along the way, she turned a few streets and couldn't find the slightly fat young man. However, she found that she was lost and her phone had no signal. She couldn't even dial the minimum alarm number. After going around, she found that it was too big. In addition, she wore high heels on her boots. When she walked, her ankles were sore that it was difficult to lift her ankles.

However, the person in front of me was wearing a costume and spoke a little strangely. The woman did not dare to be careless, so she continued to ask the other person's words.

"Who are you waiting for? Is it important?"

Lu Liangsheng looked at the square Crescent Gate, two old men gathered together to chat and drink, and a woman named Min Yuerou, had a smile on her face, nodded, and said softly: "Important."

On the other side, Liu Qingyue walked up the stone steps, crossed the high threshold, followed the scholar's gaze, and looked inside. Seeing the woman sitting on the stone bench with beautiful eyes turning and smiling like peach blossoms, she was also a little lost for a moment. She always felt that she had seen her like the scholar in front of her.

Looking at the surrounding courtyards, there is also an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"That's the person you are waiting for? Why don't you go in and see her? Do you want me to help you!"

After coming back to his senses, Liu Qingyue raised her chin to the Crescent Gate over there, glanced at the beautiful ancient costume scholar beside her with a squinted look. Lu Liangsheng smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked outside the yard gate, "Don't worry, you should go back early. Walk out of the city gate early tomorrow morning and go in when you see the alley."

He speaks strangely. Did he really travel through ancient times without intention?

When this thought flashed out, Liu Qingyue was shocked, and then looked at the beautiful woman in the Crescent Gate, turned around and ran out, catching up with the back in front of her.

"You are the only person I've met on the road who speaks normally. Can you tell me where this is?"

The scholar who was moving forward did not look back. He looked at the pine branches protruding from the quaint and gentle courtyard wall and responded casually.

"Chang'an."

"Chang'an? Shouldn't it be Xining?"

When his fingertips touched the blue brick courtyard wall, Lu Liangsheng smiled and turned his face, looked at the woman in front of him for a while, and suddenly laughed: "I'll take you back to the inn." He couldn't help but wonder whether the woman was willing to follow, so he raised his sleeves and continued to move forward.

"Hey, wait!"

Liu Qingyue hurriedly followed and looked back at the mansion she had just passed from time to time. Her feet were not slow and she caught up with the scholar in ancient costumes in a few steps. As a woman, she had always had a natural sensitivity and curiosity about love. The woman inside must have many stories with the person in front of her.

I caught up with two steps, suppressed my previous doubts, and asked about my curiosity first.

"What does the woman in the yard have to do with you..."

"I owe her some things but haven't paid them back."

Liu Qingyue curled her lips, raised her fingers and dragged a long voice of 'Oh~~~' from her mouth, "I owe love debts, so some of them have been paid back."

Walking through this quiet street, the noisy voices gradually became clear. When he came from the street in front, Lu Liangsheng let out a light "hmm" and casually took a clay man by the street and handed it to the woman following him.

"......I always have to pay back what I promised her back then."

A clay man was suddenly stuffed into his hand. Liu Qingyue was a little at a loss. She originally wanted to refuse, but the clay man was a girl in a long dress in green. She pinched her vividly and really liked her. She held it in her hand and looked around, and said, "What's the use of just saying it? Even if you wait, you don't have to stand at the door and wait. Could it be that the big girl came out to find you? I see, some of you have been waiting."

Lu Liangsheng stopped, turned his face to look at the woman who was fiddling with the clay man, and said, "I have waited." When he suddenly raised his face and looked into the night sky, only he could feel a cool breeze blowing across the long street.

On the other side, the woman who had not yet recalled the words "had been waiting for it" was about to ask: "Why did you wait for it?" She looked away from the clay man, and there was no trace of a scholar in front of her.

"I'm leaving now? Isn't it meant to send me back..."

With some panic words, he subconsciously glanced at the street side next to him. An inn was there, which was the one she was staying at before. The friend at the door seemed to know her. He put a rag on his shoulder and came with a dim attitude, invited the woman into the store, and personally took her to the door.

Liu Qingyue pushed open the door and went in in a daze. Her sister was already asleep on the wooden couch. When she heard the movement, she sat up in a daze and rubbed her eyes, "Sister... Where have you been? I've been waiting for you for a long time. I called you, but there was no signal... Hey, was the clay man in your hand given to me? Sister is so good!"

The little girl jumped out of the bed, snatched the clay man from the woman and sat at the table, fiddling with her novelty. On the other side, Liu Qingyue listened to her sister's words and seemed to wake up from a dream. She remembered the scholar she had met before, and the doubts that had been pressed in her heart surged up again. When she sat down on the edge of the bed, she saw the phone holding her hands and suddenly remembered something. She clicked on the album and quickly slid the pictures one by one. She stopped until several murals taken in the cave. When she enlarged the photos, she saw the scholar on the mural, her pupils suddenly shrank and her hands shook.

Is this the person I met on the street just now?

‘It came out of the painting?’

At this moment, the little girl lying on the round table said lightly again, and her little face turned around.

"Sister... Why does this clay man look like you?"

The woman sitting by the bed did not speak, just stared blankly at the murals in her phone and the scholars in the painting, and the man's gentle words were faintly echoed in her ears.

"I'm waiting for someone..."

“…….. has already been waiting.”

My pretty face gradually moistened the corners of my eyes, and a drop of tears slid down my cheeks, gathered on my chin, and fell off my phone to wet the screen.

"Sister, why are you crying?" The little girl walked over with a clay man.

Hearing his sister's voice, the woman suddenly woke up, hurriedly wiped away the tears from her face, looked at the wet marks on the back of her hands, and murmured between her red lips.

"Why am I crying..."

.........

The hustle and bustle night outside the window continued. In a restaurant with flags floating, Lu Liangsheng walked straight to the second floor. A middle-aged man in an official robe sat at the table, pouring wine and drinking by himself. He felt the energy coming up. He looked away from the stairs and saw a familiar figure appearing. He smiled on his face, put down his cups, and stood up to salute him.

"Ji Xin, Chang'an City God, pay homage to Master Lu."

Lu Liangsheng stepped forward and held up his hands, looked at his familiar face, with complex emotions that were difficult to express in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and asked the other party to sit down.

"Ji Chenghuang, please."

"Please, the national teacher."

The two of them gave in and sat down at the same time, and a friend came to pour wine. Ji Xin knew that all this was done by Master Lu's magic power, and there was no one else's concern, so he picked up the wine glass and toasted it.

"See the national teacher again in a thousand years, Ji will give me a cup first!"

"Ji Chenghuang, if you drink so hard, you will be afraid that you will not be able to drink well later."

Lu Liangsheng touched the cup with him, held his sleeve and raised his hand to drink it all in one gulp. The City God Ji Xin could also hear the meaning of the words, suppressed the excitement of raising the cup again, and leaned forward curiously.

"The national teacher, what else do you have?"

"Of course, it might be very lively later."
Chapter completed!