At the end of September, the atmosphere of autumn in the capital of Nanchen was getting stronger and stronger.

The autumn leaves floated to the streets in a spiral. The thick fallen leaves were rushing and walking past and leaving. The city with hundreds of thousands of people seemed desolate.

Along the way, there were gongs, gold, and wooden fish, and the sound of Buddha seemed to be there and not follow this long team. The staff was raised high and spread throughout the team. The maids walking on both sides looked ahead, with expressionless sprinkling of sweet leaves and petals.

The shops on the street were filled with people and vendors who had no time to leave, and they were hunched down and did not dare to raise them.

The long dragon-like guard of honor turned across the street and stopped suddenly. The whole street felt suffocating and uncomfortable. Some people had a layer of cold sweat on their faces and necks. In the drooping light, two figures came from the direction of the city gate in the distance.

It seemed slow and fast, and after a moment, I arrived in front of the team, and went to a long crane-headed sedan chair in the middle of the team, and pinched out an orchid and bowed slightly.

"Qi Bi, there is something wrong with Fazhe."

In the hazy curtain, a thin figure could be seen sitting cross-legged, like a woman's voice was straight and majestic.

"In today's world, there are too many people who do not distinguish between right and wrong, and help the thieves who rebel. It seems that this law wants to save them personally. Good! Good!"

The two messengers replied slowly:

"The law has a cause, and the person who blocks it is the fateful person of the law."

Within the long curtain, the figure stood with the fearless seal on one palm. After a long time of silence, the team continued to move forward for a moment. The two envoys did not say anything anymore, and walked into the guard of honor and followed out of the city.

At this time, the dead air became soothing. The people who were kneeling on the street got up and continued their whole life. In a nearby restaurant, two people stood behind the guardrail. Seeing the team leaving the city, they smashed a fierce blow on the wooden railing.

"Is this the demon monk?"

The old man who spoke first had a white hair and a sense of majesty as he spoke. He had been back to the capital for many days, and it was the first time he saw the man who often echoed in his ears.

"What a big show. Everyone kneels down when they pass by. I'm afraid that it won't take a few years to do anything in this capital!"

The companions standing beside him were also angry, much younger than the old man, but there were a lot of white traces in their hair. Listening to the old man's indignant words, he nodded.

"When I was in the palace, I met several times. This person is kind-faced and taciturn, but he always says mysterious words and knows some magic. The emperor trusts him without doubt and refuses to listen to my advice. Alas..."

Speaking of this, he slapped another palm on the guardrail and sighed heavily.

"…What can I do if I do it?"

The two were Wang Shuhua and Min Changwen. After returning to Beijing, they first learned the whole story and then took action separately. The old man contacted old friends who were verbal in the capital and wrote a letter together. Min Changwen was familiar with the ministers in the court and persuaded the emperor in the Golden Palace.

However, the matter has not yet been implemented, and the power to protect the country is getting bigger and bigger.

"......Now, I suddenly feel that my student should not come."

The old man sighed at the big tree beside the restaurant.

"Why should Mr. Shuhua be so decadent? The matter is not finished yet, how can he give up easily!!"

Min Changwen held the hand in his sleeves tightly, revitalized himself, his eyes turned, and he strode to the stairs. The old man sighed again, followed him downstairs, boarded his own carriage, and continued to do unfinished things.

at the same time.

The students mentioned by the old man had already walked through Fulinzhou at this time, leading the old donkey and a group of people were still walking leisurely on the avenue.

It takes two or three hundred miles to reach the Nancheng Capital from the smooth road. Now everyone feels relaxed.

As he came over, the group of people did not appear again. The "destined person" made Lu Liangsheng think deeply and could not understand how he was related to the monsters associated with the court.

As for the two men and one woman who were chased, especially the child, who was the identity of the child, the other party would also like to disclose that the only thing they could say was their name.

In addition to Cao Shouren, the woman's name is He Jingqiu, an ordinary name.

At this time, the official road was pleasant in autumn, and the scenery of the mountain village was getting fewer and fewer farmers. The woman picked up the donkey and put it on the ground.

"Jing'er, it's time to come down."

Chen Jing was six or seven years old and was naughty. After getting familiar with Lu Liangsheng and Sun Yingxian, his monkey-like temperament was revealed. He either circled around the old donkey and played with the coachman or ran to the small ditch to play in the water, which made Cao Shouren and the woman chased him behind.

At this moment, when Chen Jing heard his mother's words, he responded calmly, and went to the ground and slipped away. He took out half of the steamed bun I bought on the road, ran to the bookshelf, opened the door of the small compartment, and looked at a big toad inside, laughing.

He broke a small piece of steamed bun and swayed in front of the toad.

"Do you want to eat?"

In the compartment, the toad's face was bulging.

He Jingqiu was so scared that his face turned pale. He rushed up and hugged the child away: "Jing'er, don't cause trouble for the sir!"

Cao Shouren, who ran over, also looked at the scholars there with lingering fear. The incident that night is still vivid in his mind. The bird hunting speed is very fast. Even with his martial arts skills, he may not be able to catch it, but he was swept away by the big toad.

What's more, how can things that ordinary masters raise be simple?

In front, Lu Liangsheng, who was talking to the Taoist, turned around and looked at him stretching out his hand to caress the child's head.

"It's okay, don't be so nervous."

With his other hand and robe sleeve, the small door of the compartment was closed without any trace. The most painful thing in the past half month of slow travel should be the Toad Taoist and Nie Honglian in the scroll. They would only come out until the other four fell asleep and stretched their muscles and bones for breathing.

"Look, mom, Mr. Lu is very good, right?"

Chen Jing pulled the woman's sleeve and stuck out his face and smiled happily. He had a good impression of the scholar in front of him who looked gentle and weak. On the way, he bought a few pastries for himself, ate two, one for his mother, and the other was snatched by the toad.

I just teased it with steamed buns, and I felt a sense of pleasure from venting the other party.

This period of time was Chen Jing’s happiest day. Looking at the scholar with a gentle smile in front of him, I sometimes thought to myself that it would be great if my father was like him.

The sky was getting darker and rising again. The time was in the golden autumn of October. On the fifth day of the day, Lu Liangsheng and his party had already arrived in the Tianzhi area. There were more pedestrians and business trips along the official road, and the stalls opened became more and more dense.

"Look, take a look, the best silk, the best gift for your wife, lover!!"

"......In the past objective, our shop has no tea and fresh lamb meat! "

"Here, here, there is a one-stop in the city inn, and a family will take him to stay. There will be no room for full customer service."

...

It is only half a mile away from the city gate, and the two sides of the official road are noisy, and pedestrians are passing by like a vegetable market.

“So big…”

It was the first time that the Taoist came to the capital. The towering city wall stretched to the distance like endless. When he was amazed, Lu Liangsheng looked at the word "Tianzhi" carved on the city gate, turned around and looked at the two men and one woman, and Chen Jing who was reluctant to leave on the donkey's back.

"There is no banquet that will last forever. Everyone, if you have the fate to see you again in the future."
Chapter completed!