In Liyang City, the heavy rain has stopped.

The brown and yellow land extends, and occasionally one or two green areas can be seen emerging from the soil, showing vitality. The victims under the city still have a meal of porridge every day, but their emotions are stable.

The ragged straw sheds were successively filled with ragged children chasing each other and being scolded by the parents sitting on the stern branches of hay. The dirty faces turned around and continued to chase after the little friends. The cheerful laughter spread among the crowd.

There are also places where bonfires are raised. People who are roasting the fire to keep warm are breathing in their mouths, rubbing their palms to talk about whether there will be food.

His eyes often looked at the city walls in the distance, and remembered the shock of the white-robed man standing in the thunder that night, and he couldn't say it for a long time.

"I don't know if that gentleman can survive."

"Yes, fortunately there is that master... I heard that it was against God's will and that it was forcibly raining down, otherwise God would not be furious and knock down the thunder."

"That's God has no eyes, and there are more than a dozen people who want to kill the gentleman. I heard from the soldiers who sold the porridge that our lost children and women were stolen by them."

"These inhumane groups!"

"Oh... I just don't know how old that gentleman is."

"Everyone is so angry, how can you tell it?"

The people surrounding the fire looked at the children who were joking and playing not far away, and finally felt angry here.

"I hope that gentleman is fine..."

...

In the backyard of the government office, the maid in green dress and trousers walked through the eaves of the corridor with dishes and knocked lightly at a door.

A squeaking sound.

A Taoist with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek opened the door and took the tray. He took the opportunity to touch the maid twice. Without waiting for the other party to be embarrassed, he ran into the door.

He ran back to the room with the food and placed it on the table. He just touched the maid's hand and nose and took a deep breath.

"It smells so good."

The Toad Taoist wrapped in a small cotton jacket, and tried his best. He kicked his short legs quickly for a few times before climbing up to the round table. When he looked at the Taoist, his toad eyes were turned over.

"What's the rare thing about women? It's better than a table of food."

As he said that, he took his hand and walked around the dishes for several plates, stretched out his round head webbing and dipped it in his soup, put it in his mouth and sucked it.

“So light…”

On the side, Hong Lian, who had twisted a towel, rolled her eyes at the person and the toad, floated to sit down in front of the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, saw the scholar's charred arms, lowered his face, and sighed.

Wipe off the warm and humid towel, but wipe off a thick layer of charred black, revealing a fair skin tone.

Nie Honglian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility. A dimpled vortex appeared on her cheeks. She put down the towel and reached out to see other charred places.

The charred arms hanging on the bed suddenly lifted up, and the charred residue fell down.

The palms that were originally burned and stuck together suddenly opened, and when he held Hong Lian's hand, his arms had become smooth and white.

"Young Master!" Hong Lian called out softly, causing the Taoist and toad to look over at the round table.

On the wooden pillow, half of the charred face gradually peeled off, and his closed eyes trembled slightly. Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes and looked at the woman close to him, smiling.

"I'm awake."

As he said that, he suddenly sat up, reached out and hugged Hong Lian, and patted her back.

"It's okay."

cough--

A sudden dry cough sounded, and Lu Liangsheng realized what he was doing. When he let go, the woman in his arms hugged him tighter, pressed her cheek against the scholar's chest, rubbed her gently, letting her go for a while, her eyes bent into crescents, and she smiled sweetly with dimples.

"It's time to Master Toad."

The toad Taoist with his webbed hands on the lower lip was hummed by the frog webbed back and said, "I am not interested."

Lu Liangsheng wanted to get out of bed to greet him. As soon as he stretched out one leg, he found that there was no strand of cloth on his body, so he quickly shrank his quilt again.

"That... Master... I won't come down to salute you."

"No!"

The Toad Taoist waved the frog's webbing, jumped off the round table, shook and walked to the bookshelf, and took out the black-print gourd.

"Since I woke up, it's okay. Then I still have to work hard for my teacher."

After saying that, he crawled into the bed with a gourd on his back.

It was probably to repair the gourd that had been hit by heavenly thunder. With a burst of tinkering, Sun Yingxian helped him find a clean robe and threw it over.

"This is what the Fat Priest wore when he was young, take it."

Lu Liangsheng took the robe thrown by the scholar and compared it on his body. He felt quite fit. I think the fat prefect was also a handsome scholar with a well-proportioned figure when he was young...

"Hong Lian, why don't you go back to the painting first?"

Lu Liangsheng pinched his robe and gestured to her. Nie Honglian curled his lips, turned his toes, and turned to face the window frame, stirring the corners of his clothes with his fingers, and muttering with his little mouth.

"It's not that I haven't seen it."

Well……

On the bed, Lu Liangsheng looked at the Taoist, who spread his hands and sat back behind the table: "She thought he was so thick-handed and thick-legged... had to let her come."

There was a rustling sound of dressing.

Lu Liang gave birth to put on his shoes and socks. After working hard for a while, he found that there was no discomfort and pain on his body. He walked to the basin rack to wash his face, and the towel was covered with dust.

The sun shines in, shining into the window frame and falling on the scholar's side face.

In the bronze mirror, the newly grown skin made him look so good... Well, Lu Liangsheng could only think of the four words "skinned and white" to describe it.

Fortunately, the fox demon pill cannot affect its appearance...

call.

Lu Liangsheng put down the wooden comb and stood up, breathing lightly.

Dada, the Taoist, who was scattering his long chopsticks quickly, raised his face from the bowl, wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth and looked over his back of the scholar.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Bare in the sun for a while."

With his sleeves spread open, Lu Liangsheng said softly to the Taoist, pulling the door open. The golden sunlight was shining from the unwinding clouds, falling on the scholar under the eaves, which was warm and warm.

“It feels comfortable…”

The trees in the yard have only a few leaves, rustling lightly.

Lu Liangsheng walked out of the eaves and stretched comfortably. A series of crackling sounds came from the bones and joints all over his body.

Then, the long sleeves of the robe rolled up and flew, and gently breathed towards the sun, used the magic formula of "The Right Way of Qiankun" to guide the warm light into the body, absorbed the spiritual energy in it, and built one's own cultivation and magic power.

Well? It seems to be much faster than before.

Lu Liangsheng felt that after the lightning tempered body, his practice had obviously accelerated. In the surrounding sunlight, it seemed that the spiritual energy visible to the naked eye turned into stars and light quickly gathered towards him, entered his body, and spread out again, just like spring rain nourishing all things, nourishing his limbs and bones, and internal organs.

Even the demon pills in the body are nourished and the speed of operation becomes extremely fast.

"Will the cultivation of Qiankun Zhengdao conflict with the demonic power?"

The scholar closed his eyes and felt the spiritual energy that penetrated into his body, transformed a little magic power, and the demon pill still rotated peacefully, as if it was nothing to do, and each did his own things without any conflict.

...Then can I use the magic power of Qiankun’s righteous path or the demon power of the demon pill?

However, Lu Liangsheng had no experience in how to use the demon power. After trying it a few times, he still couldn't see the demon power swinging it out.

In the room, Sun Yingxian stood in front of the window with a bowl in his hand, looking at the courtyard with his head protrudingly. The cloud-patterned robe waving and waving in the morning light, and the dead leaves on the ground were guided to follow the scholar's movements, floating around.

"If you envy it, you can try the thunder tribulation."

The toad was standing on the round table with a gourd in unknown time, sitting there with its back facing the Taoist, and said while eating vegetables.

"I am stupid. I won't go if I fail to succeed." Sun Yingxian withdrew his gaze, shook his head and turned back to the table.

"He has his word, I have mine."

The wine pot that had not yet been finished was put on.

"Come on, old toad, let's continue!"

Through the window frame, the sun was warm and the fallen leaves were rising. Lu Liangsheng stepped one step by step, inserted his palm into the flying fallen leaves and then pushed out—

Crazy.

Countless dead leaves collided in the direction of the scholar's palm, rolling like a long dragon flying out, hitting a tree, sprinkling all over the ground, and the whole tree was shaking.

I originally wanted to paint, but unfortunately, under the thunder, except for the centipede spirit's tentacles, the pen tip was burned so much that there was no residue left.

At present, Lu Liangsheng is still satisfied with this result.

He stayed in the government office for a few days, and Monk Fajing also came once, but he left in a hurry, to go to other places in Heliangzhou to see, help the people here, and find the remaining Earth Demon Yin Fire Magic Formation.

There are people who are wronged everywhere, but the monk in front of him only gives Lu Liangsheng only respect.

Soon after, the weather became colder and heavy snow began.

Lu Liangsheng quietly went outside the city once. The fat prefect was a capable official. Most of the victims could keep the cold. They also had warm porridge and water to eat every day. The farm tools and seeds were prepared after the spring.

It's almost time to leave...he thought.

On the ninth day of the lunar month, it was snowing heavily. Lu Liangsheng bid farewell to the prefect's resignation. He led the old donkey with a white breath and quietly left from the west gate with the Taoist with the bookshelf.

A snowy world ahead.

On the city tower, the fat magistrate sighed, looked at the white area, and bowed to the copper ringtone that was gradually moving away from the snowflakes.
Chapter completed!