"Did the master receive my paper crane?"

The sun shone in at the entrance, Lu Liangsheng invited the fat monk into it, and poured a cup of teapot for the other party as he prepared too early, "Drink a little water first."

Outside the house, Taoist Taoist under the eaves and Sun Yingxian stared at each other, each of whom hummed together, turned his head away, the former jumped onto the small recliner again, picked up the recipe and enjoyed the afternoon sun. The Taoist picked up the two old ducks and went inside, nodded at the monk drinking tea, and went straight to the back room.

"I did receive it. When I got a fellow Taoist and a paper crane, I could still hear it everywhere in the city, and I heard about Taoism, friends offering sacrifices to heaven, and being a national teacher."

Monk Fajing was fat and had a free and easy personality. He sat on the wooden bench and was a little awkward. He simply moved to the ground, which was just right for the table. He put down the teacup and looked at the scholar who was very different from the past. He hesitated for a moment, sighed and said it.

"...Originally, I wanted to come here and look for you to help."

Lu Liangsheng blinked, poured himself a cup of tea, and spread his hands to the monk: "Master, please tell me."

"Master, my father is gone."

The old monk Zhenhai has a profound Buddhist teachings and has not many deaths in his life. Fajing said so much that he was a little embarrassed, and Lu Liangsheng, who was beside him, frowned slightly.

"Is your master missing?"

The fat monk nodded as he pinched the teacup, looked at the ripples on the mouth of the cup, and said stammeringly.

"That day, I was going back to Wanfo Temple with me, but I suddenly turned and turned to Qixia Mountain. I asked me to wait in the temple first, but after that, I had been there for a while, and it was not even a day. After that, I felt that my master's aura suddenly disappeared. Then I was panicked. I originally wanted Qixia Mountain, but on the way, I received a fellow Taoist, paper crane, and came to Chang'an to find you."

"Master." Lu Liangsheng was also a little confused. He was kidnapped by the old monk Zhenhai to Fulinzhou that day. He had a fight and never saw him again. At this time, there was no news suddenly. It was reasonable for people to come over to ask, but it was a bit too strange.

At present, he will be talking about the original story of Yu Fajingting when he said that he had fought at the foot of the mountain and returned to Qixia Mountain, and there was no way to know what happened next.

"That's strange, strange." The fat monk slapped his bare head and touched it twice: "Master, Daming, the supreme demon seal, there are few people in the world, and there are enemies, even if they fight, they will leave, and no one can stay, and they can..."

The monk stuttered, but in other aspects, he was no different from ordinary people. After murmured for a few words, he suddenly looked at the scholar beside him: "Fellow Taoist, what strange or strange things will happen after that day?"

The loud voice suddenly rose, which made the toad Taoist on the lying chair under the eaves outside almost roll to the ground, took the recipe and lay back, slapped the toad face on his side, and glanced into the room.

"It's okay, the old monk was peeled and cramped by the demon, washed it and put it in a steamer for food. You know, the demon actually likes this old monk with advanced Buddhism the most. It is chewy and can also add to the Taoist practice!"

After that time in Chang'an, Fa Jing also knew from his master that this toad was a great monster who had done countless evil things back then. If it weren't for the monk Zhenhai taking advantage of his weakness, the nine states in the world would be difficult to be peaceful. But now he has reformed and no longer can do evil. At this time, he said something gloating, and it is hard to say anything about Fa Jing. After all, he can't fight for this aspect, and because of Lu Liangsheng's face, he is willing to do something.

After a while, the toad words were heard outside. The fat monk then wanted to speak again. Lu Liangsheng, who was beside him, came out of his thoughts and raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Master, come with me!"

As he said that, he asked Fajing to get up and walk to the wooden ladder. The latter was fat and groaned while stepping on the wooden steps, and then went up the third floor.

Walking through the corridor, Lu Liangsheng pushed open the bedroom door, and a pot of potted plants on the desk suddenly moved. The roots and stems rose from the mud, swayed the branches to climb to the edge of the table, and turned into a woman, sweeping away the messy books, bamboo slips, sitting on it, and kicking them lightly with embroidered shoes.

"Old demon, I'm bored, take me to the street and have a look."

"I'll take you there after I'm done."

Lu Liangsheng talked to her, walked to the corner of the wall, and took out "The Endless Mountains and Seas" from the bookshelf.

"I and Master Ling parted in Fulin Prefecture, and then returned to Qixia Mountain. Two demons came to make trouble. One of them was called Hua Hongyi. He collected a ghost in the house of a Wang surnamed Wang. However, I later used it to pretend to be red and pity the evil spirit. Unexpectedly, I listened to my lectures, and by chance, I became a demon."

When I talked to the monk about what happened that day, the only thing I could do was to make a big fuss when the painted skin demon came to Qixia Mountain. At this time, the fat monk mentioned that, with the missing old monk Zhenhai, it was even more strange to think about it now.

It’s not that Hua Hongyi specially crossed the river to Qixia Mountain from Baihuling in the northwest to make a comeback.

The only thing that knows the other party's purpose is Zhu Erniang, who was captured by the people of Lujia Village and his master that day.

Thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng unfolded the book, looked at the living creature-like paintings, pinched the magic tricks and brought out a wisp of black smoke, leading it to the big round table in the room, and turned to the ground, showing a woman's outline, lying on the ground, her dress was ragged, revealing her round and white thighs, and her purple clothes that extended up were messy, her hair was scattered and she blew her shoulders, and there were bruises on her face. I guess she was beaten hard.

When the woman saw Lu Liangsheng in front of her, she shrank her feet and hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, respectfully sticking her butt, and her forehead bottomed up and knelt on the ground.

"Zhu Erniang greets Mr. Lu."

"Get up and talk." Lu Liangsheng saw the monk next to him close his eyes, waved his robe sleeves, and created a dress to put away the ragged woman, so that the other party could stand up, so he walked to sit down on the wooden bench next to him.

"I remember something today. Before you came to Lujia Village that day, did you meet an old monk?"

After saying that, he emphasized his tone and added: "It's better to tell the truth."

"yes."

Zhu Erniang hesitated and looked at the "Full Mountains and Seas" placed on the table, stirring her fingers, lowered her face and whispered: "I did meet an old monk that day with Hua Hongyi, and it cannot be said that I met him. In fact, I was going to Qixia Mountain when I caught him on the way."

Fajing, who was standing at the door, opened his eyes and his fat body squeezed in, the sound was like a loud bell shaking.

"Impossible, my master, how could you catch a little demon like you?"

When he was anxious, he stopped talking. The steps he took were shaking, and the doors and windows were trembling.

"Who is behind the scenes and tell me the truth!!"

Zhu Erniang was angrily shouted by his Buddhist sect, and was shocked and stumbled back a few steps, pressed against the wall, pursing her lips tightly but not speaking. Seeing her appearance, Lu Liangsheng probably guessed the reason, and reached out to stop the fat monk and signaled him to come.

"Zhu Erniang, if you don't say it, I can probably guess who it is, but the strength of that old monk can't even shake it with you and Hua Hongyi... let alone capture it alive."

"Yes... it is a magic weapon for painting red Yibing, it is a painting."

After hearing what she said, Lu Liangsheng knew almost everything. He reached out and hooked his hand, put Zhu Erniang back into the book, closed the pages and put them back on the bookshelf. The monk followed in a hurry and asked, "Fellow Daoist Lu, what's going on?"

"Yes, Master Wuyuan."

He invited the monk with a big waist to walk out of the door, went downstairs one by one, and returned to the hall to sit back again. When talking about the reason, Lu Liangsheng was also a little surprised.

"I still don't know what that man did to capture the old monk in Zhenhai. His magic weapon actually has paintings..."

When Lu Liangsheng thought of the other person in Wuyuan, the sky outside and the red light, he had a headache. In the past two days, he had been searching through ancient books about the stars, and even found half a cart of books from the palace, but he had found nothing.

At present, the old monk in Zhenhai has been arrested, so I am afraid I really have to go to Wuse Village in advance.

Over there, Fa Jing probably learned from the scholar's words that he had learned the greatness, so he temporarily stayed in Wanshou Temple, waiting for the others to come and meet. During this period, he also communicated with Taoist and Lu Liangsheng about some practices. Under his guidance, Lu Pan eight people had the method of forging their bodies, and occasionally he would visit the ancient capital of Chang'an.

Three days later, Li Yuan rode his horse to the mountain gate on the similar long road in Baiyan, walked down to the temple, and raised his hands towards Lu Liangsheng who was flipping through books in the water pavilion.
Chapter completed!