"When I came, I saw Chen Jing."

The pilgrims from the temple gate went in and out, walked past the old pine tree beside the gravel paved road, and the stone table and stone benches were warm and the tea was swaying. The fat monk put down his broom and sat down opposite the talking scholar. He did not politely, reached out and grabbed the tea and drank it, put it on the table, and the empty cup was slowly filled by itself.

Fa Jing smiled and raised the Fa seal and lowered his head slightly to the opposite side.

"Thank you, please give me tea."

The monk was free and easy-going, thanked him casually, and then laughed, and looked at the opposite side of the cliff iron chain bridge. He looked at the pilgrims and tourists walking across the mountain, and just replied to Lu Liangsheng's words just now.

"That Chen, donor, came to Wanfo Temple for five years. Originally, he wanted to become a monk, but was rejected by the abbot. He had not stopped the heart of the world, and his worries were not quiet, and he could not enter the empty door. He was at the foot of the mountain, carrying goods, dividing and not taking literature. Once, I went down the mountain late at night, and saw him alone, sitting on a dead tree, watching the night, and suffering and crying. I think it was the same. The long-lasting person told me that the people at the foot of the mountain would not disturb him, picking goods, sharing worries with others, but atonement for sins."

"I see."

Lu Liangsheng nodded, put the teacup on his lips, and looked at the figures coming and going on the mountainside opposite the cliff. He probably guessed that Chen Jing had been detained for fifteen years and was released. He also knew that the girl named Xiaoxue turned into a repairing stone to tell him what kind of path to go, instead of thinking about revenge all day long.

"Everyone has his own fate in this world. Since Chen Jing chose Wanfo Temple and he has his own thoughts, let him go. It's better to look at the sky occasionally, and there is always a place to rely on in his heart."

The fat monk nodded and agreed with the scholar's words, but the two of them were one of the Buddhist monks and the other was about to leave the world. After sighing for a while, they stopped talking about this matter.

"Master." Lu Liangsheng was happy to see that his old friend was safe and stayed in the temple well, but after all, he had to say goodbye to the other party when he wanted to leave here.

"...Next, I'll leave soon."

The word "leave" is more severe, and the mouth is inconvenient, but the monk's heart is like a mirror, how could he not hear it? After a moment of silence, he lowered his head with his vertical seal, and said, "Amitabha." A smile was squeezed out on his fat face.

"I am here to congratulate Lu, fellow Taoist."

"I just came from Hangzhou. Before leaving, I met your junior brother Fahai." Lu Liangsheng chuckled, took out the map drawn on the boat from his sleeve, and put it on the stone table. "Tell him to travel west and spread the Dharma of Middle-earth. The master thinks, will your junior brother go?"

Fajing was stunned for a moment, looking at the scroll of painting on the stone table, the smile on his face turned into a bitter smile, and he still reached out to take the painting over, "Fellow Daoist Lu, why did you ask me, he must be moved, he will go there. I will transfer this map on my behalf and give it to him. I think if he will come in half a month, he will come to the temple to ask for it."

It was time to say what was time to say, and the person you wanted to see also saw it. Lu Liangsheng stood up and said goodbye, walked to the iron chain bridge. Fajing behind him suddenly opened his mouth and called him. Looking back, the monk put his hands together and bowed to the Buddha.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Lu Liangsheng let go of the reins, folded his hands and bowed, and even bowed. After seeing this, he was afraid that he would have no chance to get together again. He slowly stood up, calmed down and walked away from the Buddha's chant. He went all the way to the foot of the mountain. He originally wanted to see Chen Jing, but he didn't know if the other party was deliberately hiding or was there elsewhere, but he didn't see him.

Looking at the soft mud under the tree, the cicada pupa slowly climbed on the tree body through the soil, struggling to take off its heavy shells, Lu Liangsheng pursed his lips and smiled, looking back at the winding mountain road, "It's better not to see you, it's okay to avoid being upset. The road ahead is not going to be on your own!"

He bowed to the mountain, and the scholar pulled the old donkey and turned around to squeeze the disturbing market. The tilted sunlight shone on the noisy market. In the nearby forests, behind the scattered trees, a man with a clean face and a short beard, a short coat, looked at the crowded scholars and donkeys walking through the market. After two steps, he stopped, slowly lifted his hands holding the tree body, folded them and bowed down, and squeezed out a sound between his lips.

"Sir, Jing greets Mr...."

Dingding Ding Ding...

When the sound of bells came from the light curtain outside, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Jing'er, fifteen years of prison have passed, you must have a way of living in the future, don't bury yourself in the past."

"gentlemen?!"

Chen Jing suddenly raised his head, and there was no one around. He hurriedly chased after him for two steps and came to the high ground. A person and a donkey stood by the long river in the distance, as if he had seen him, and waved to him.

"gentlemen!!!"

The man forgot the noisy market below for a moment, ran a few steps, looked at the figure gradually moving away, and suddenly knelt to the ground, covered in tears, and knocked away a loud bang.

"Jing, I will definitely live out my own life in the future!"

.........

Wow~~

The sound of water flowed southwards quickly. Lu Liangsheng picked up the river water and washed his face, looked at the Buddha Mountain lying across the distance, and snapped his fingers at the old donkey that was bowing his head and gnawing on the grass.

"Go away."

I have seen the canal and seen the old friends. The rest of the place should be a trip to Chang'an. As for Zuo Zhengyang and Yan Chixia, I probably can't find it. With their own temperament, they have mostly traveled around together in the past twenty years, subdued demons and lived in a place without a fixed place. If you want to find it, you may have to work harder.

But I haven't had much time left in the world.

I went west to Taiyuan, and now there is no longer Li Yuan as the general manager. I had been stationed in Chang'an twenty years ago, and my whole family stayed there.

Soon, I left Taiyuan and walked southwest through the Taihang Mountains. The technique of shrinking the ground into an inch is now under cultivation. It is not easy to have a day and a thousand miles a day. In less than half a day, I have arrived in the capital and look at the giant city of Chang'an.

On the edge of the Jing River, villagers worked in the fields, and thin ditches diverted the river water to irrigate the fields. There were temples standing on the river bank in the distance. The incense was in full bloom. Before it had passed, a middle-aged man in robe and long beard stood by the river and looked at the scholar coming over with a smile on his face.

Go forward and arched: "Dragon King of Jinghe, pay homage to the national teacher!"

In the past twenty years, he had been granted the title of emperor and the throne of gods. He accompanied Lu Liangsheng all the way to Chang'an and also told some of the situations. Those Yin Gods at that time also had their own temples and went to various places to control the Yin ghosts and demons. In addition to the natural disasters necessary for the heavenly way, he would block the people.

Walking along the river, thousands of sails from all rivers came to Chang'an, gathering wharfs of all sizes. The waves pushed the densely packed ships in the river and surging. On the wharf, there were noisy people and sweaty workers shouting loudly, transporting cargo from all over the place in the cabin.

Entering the city, there was a prosperous and on the long street, Hu Yin was long, and Hu Ji, who twisted her waist, danced the Western Regions danced, shaking the ringtone, and merchants from afar threw money and welcomed their eyes; the donkey cart pulled over, the old man waved his whip, and smiled and carried his wife to the market, pointing at the colorful cloth on the street and saying something, causing his wife to punch him.

"The half-immortal fortune-telling is really accurate!"

"No, he calculated that I would have a child in my later years, so he happily rushed back from the north. Sure enough, the concubine who had not seen her for a year brought me a fat boy!"

As the sound of the city was heard, Lu Liangsheng listened to the two people who were talking by his side, walked out to the so-called half-immortal place, crossing half of the streets and alleys, and a long queue was lined up in front of the neighborhood not far away. He saw a pale-haired old man half-closing his eyes from afar, touching a woman's wrist, pinching it gently and slowly, then letting go reluctantly, saying something, which made the woman nodded repeatedly, and then pointed to the building behind him.

"Don't panic when you see anything when you go in. Just put in incense sticks and give some merits. I will definitely ensure that there is nothing wrong in your home."

This kind of mercy, who is so old, even set up a stall to tell fortunes.

Lu Liangsheng laughed. This great apprentice has the ability to observe the air, so he will naturally not fool others. He is just a little curious about what is there in the building, letting the Dragon King of Jinghe wait for him outside, hide his figure, walk in with Hong Lian, and then almost laugh out loud.

Then he saw Ma Liu sitting on the sacred platform wearing red and hanging colorful clothes, holding a few handfuls of incense and candles in his hand, nodding to the person who came to worship sincerely, and saying something like blessing.

"Young Master, I'm afraid that these four people did not go to the court, but instead sat down with Chengen to make a business." Hong Lian couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed. The figure sitting on the divine platform seemed to hear the words. She quickly turned her head and was about to look at the empty corner when suddenly someone was making noise outside.

"Hurry, Banxian, my wife is almost out of reach... You have to go over and help with the funeral. Hi, don't ask, it's the Min Mansion in the Northeast."

Lu Liangsheng, who was about to show up, frowned, and looked at the figures dressed by two servants who were rushing to leave in a hurry, walked out of the building and followed.
Chapter completed!