"Candy haws~~Scented and crispy candied haws!"

"Crispy pears, sell crispy pears!"

"Cooking cakes, beautiful and good... I ate cooked cakes."

The short peddler carried a load and a basket of goods and went over the street. Amid the noise of hawking, Sun Yingxian frowned and walked back, approached the eaves, and looked at the shop ahead.

A man in public costume was talking to the shopkeeper in the middle and took out a scroll from his arms.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this worth?"

"It's hard to say, non-famous calligraphy and paintings have always been cheaper, but the paintings on them are exquisite."

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper pinched his beard and looked at the scroll for a while, shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that there is a crack in the middle of the painting, even if it is repaired, it will damage the entire painting."

"You can just open a price, how much will it charge?"

"In this way, even if the official sells it elsewhere, it's probably the price."

The Taoist who had heard for a while outside used a trick to enter, looked at the unfolding scroll in the shopkeeper's hand, and suddenly reached out and snatched it over.

"Where did you come from this painting?!"

A sudden sound scared the shopkeeper and the detective. He suddenly saw a Taoist who had been around. The head arrested held the hilt of the knife and hurriedly stepped out two steps.

"Who are you!"

"I asked you, this is what I drew—"

Sun Yingxian raised his foot, pointed his toes at the head of the knife, and the blade that had been pulled out was pushed back into the sheath.

He raised his hand and the Taoist approached, grabbed the constable's clothes and dragged it in front of him.

"This painting was written by my friend and I carry it with you on weekdays, so why did it come to your hands?"

"What are you friends! This is what the gods in Yingshi Mountain show their holy days, and we are getting in the attic in the mountain!"

The constable saw that there was a reason for the incident, and he was not in a hurry to take action. He argued with the Taoist, and said that the red lights of the city were spreading throughout the city that day, and even the shopkeeper over there nodded and agreed.

"Yes, this Taoist priest, indeed the gods appeared that day, and told the evil people that there were evil people who were imprisoned and plundered women and children in the mountains to sacrifice evil. A few days ago, we saw the women and children who were saved, and it was true."

On this side, Sun Yingxian was somewhat calming down. He saw the blade of the scroll and thought something had happened to Lu Liangsheng, so he was a little anxious. Now he heard someone testifying, he withdrew his hand, calmly asked through the whole story, and saw a scholar and an old donkey.

The constable also answered one by one without any hesitation.

"I didn't see that immortal genius, maybe I left first."

Most of the time, Lao Lu was not used to taking evil things and fought with someone. It happened that his things were here, so I could find him where he could go.

After thinking about it, the Taoist bowed and accused him of his previous recklessness.

"Since this painting has come to your hands, I will not rob it, but can I lend it to me?"

The constable hesitated for a moment and handed it to the other party. Sun Yingxian didn't care about the two people next to him, touched the scroll with his fingertips, pinched his fingers and rolled up his sleeves, threw the scroll back, turned around and walked outside, controlled the tricks, walked through the street, walked out of the city quickly, stood by the roadside, spreading his tight fists.

A wisp of white air surrounds and floats to the west.

"Has Lao Lu gone to Chang'an? That's right. If you come to Northern Zhou, if you don't go to Chang'an to see it, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

After finding no one's place, he sacrificed his earth escape, and along the outskirts of the fields, he arched a bunch of earth to spread to the west, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Ruthless~~~

The mud soil was arched and then descended, and along the spells cast, the dead branches and leaves on the ground were avoided by casting spells. The magic power was exhausted. The Taoist crawled out of the ground and immediately put on the divine talisman, followed Lu Liangsheng's breath and then rushed forward.

After two days of continuous development, he did not have the path to Chang'an, but instead followed the search spell to the border of Jinzhou.

"This Mr. Lu... is playing with me."

That afternoon, Sun Yingxian looked at the outline of the city in the distance, sat depressedly on a tree, eating the dry food. By this time, the tracking spell had been cut off.

... I'm my mother, I'd snatched the scroll if I had known it.

‘What should I do now? Go north to Chang'an, or continue looking here? If I had known this, I would have come to deliver a letter. My mother, her legs were almost broken...’

Along the way, the earth escape technique was urgent, and it was sometimes difficult to distinguish the direction underground. After several times, I hit a tree stump or a half-buried rock, and my head was held up with a few small bags.

Boom-

The thunder rolled across the sky, and the Taoist took a bite of the dry cake and looked up at the sky. It was gloomy, as if it was about to rain.

On the road not far away, the buses and traveling between the buses were not surprising. The Taoist could not see it. He cursed: "God, God." Suddenly, a horse's hooves roared and he turned his head to look.

"drive!"

On the official road from north to south, a team of horses rushed towards them, all of which were tall and big horses. You can tell at a glance that they were war horses.

A voice shouted in the horse team: "We are in Shang Yong ahead!"

"Wow—"

Hearing this, the horse team between the Mercedes-Benz slowed down. The leader was strong and majestic. He tied the reins and raised his hand to let the people behind stop.

"That Mr. Lu, is this what I can talk about?"

In the rear, a horse rushed to come and bowed: "Brother, it's here. Lu Liangsheng and Wei brother agreed to meet ten miles away from the southern suburbs of Shangyong. He is a decent person and should not lie."

The speaker was carrying a sword behind his back, wearing a long wrist robe, and a jade pendant hanging on his waist. His face was thin, but his eyes were full of energy. It was Yang Su in the country inn that day.

The one with a horse in front of him was Yang Jian who came to meet.

He took off the water bag around his waist, took a sip, and heard the clan brother saying this, and said with a smile:

"I'm not worried. It's the first time I'm going to have a stranger face. Brother Wei is still a little nervous. If his face is not good, how can I deal with it? Hahaha!"

He laughed heroically, waved the whip, and whipped it.

"Let's go, speed up your journey and hurry to the southern suburbs for ten miles. Chang'an is inseparable from people!"

The sound of horse hooves rose again. Amid a series of loud shouts of "drive", the horse team went south to Yanguan Road. On the other side, on the tree not far away, Sun Yingxian pulled open the branches and looked at the smoke and dust raised by the official road.

"They are also looking for Lao Lu, and it seems that they have agreed on the location, hehe, it's just right!"

He jumped off the tree and used his escape technique. He drilled into the soil and went straight along the fields, arching the soil buns and stretched rapidly. Five miles southward, the mountains were rugged, mostly with plants, trees and rocks. The escape technique was no longer useful here. Sun Yingxian could only rely on the magical technique to estimate the distance between the mountain roads.

Wow--

The crow stood in front of the forest and cried. The Taoist who came along the road observed the surroundings. There was nothing else except a pavilion.

Boom.

There was another thunder sound, and the sky was gloomy and terrifying.

Sun Yingxian hurriedly hid in the pavilion, but the raindrops were not knocked down, "God, scare people, right..."

At this time, when I swept through the surroundings, I suddenly saw an old man walking by the forest with firewood on his back. I thought he was a nearby villager and could ask about the way.

"Hey, the old man in front!"

The Taoist ran out of the pavilion and chased into the woods. The old man carrying firewood in front of him was a little nervous. He seemed to have not heard his shouting. He still walked forward and soon came to a dilapidated temple and walked in.

"Lanruo Temple?"

Looking at the inscription on the stone tablet, Sun Yingxian frowned. What should this old man do if he doesn’t go home?

...Wait, there is evil spirit!

"Old man, don't go in!"

The Taoist took out the yellow bag of talisman paper on his waist and followed with the bronze mirror of the demon subduing demons. He saw five old men at the entrance of the temple. Some cooked with pots and raised smoke from cooking, while others took brooms to clean the fallen leaves in front of the temple. When he saw the Taoist who came over, he just raised his eyelids and did his own thing silently.

These people... Taoist approached and vaguely felt the sign of the old man's life span. Sure enough, there was a monster who was causing trouble to confuse the strong man and deceive the life span!

In the afterglow, a figure flashed through the temple with a black skirt, and the moment the Taoist rushed in with a bronze mirror in his hand.

A familiar voice sounded.

"Old Sun, when we meet, we will shout and kill?"

The Taoist stopped immediately and looked in the direction of his words. Lu Liangsheng held his pen and stood in front of a courtyard wall, looking at him with a smile.

At the feet, there was a toad Taoist who nodded slightly with his double webbed hair.

"Haha, Lao Lu!"

"And the old toad-"

Sun Yingxian put away the bronze mirror, his face full of joy, shouted twice excitedly, and then hugged the scholar with one hand, and Lu Liangsheng also patted him on his back.

"How do you know I'm here?"

"Hey, wherever you go, how can I not find this path? You don't know that this path is powerful."

The two separated, and the Taoist excitedly talked about Lujia Village. When he heard that his family and fellow villagers were all safe, Lu Liangsheng chuckled while painting the murals.

"I'll have a good family. I'll be ready to go back to Nanchen to visit my family in a few days, and I'll go to Beijing to visit my mentor."

When talking about his mentor Wang Shuhua, the Taoist who was already excited about how to come out of Lujia Village, suddenly stopped and his smile gradually calmed down.

"Why don't you continue talking?" Lu Liangsheng drew the Buddha's finger and turned his face to the side.

"That... well..."

The Taoist pursed his lips, his eyes wandered to the side, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and squeezed out a little sound.
To be continued...