The skylight shone down in the gaps of clouds in the east. Fajing stood by the road and thanked a business trip. Looking into the distance, the river was sparkling like a jade belt winding down the village. The Qixia Mountain behind it surged in the sea of ​​clouds. The morning light shone, as if the golden energy rose.

"Okay, the place..."

The fat monk bowed to the distant mountain village with his seal. The two boys beside him were also a little fascinated by the morning scene in front of him. Fajing heard a sound from his ear: "Let's go." Then he came to his senses.

The boy with brown and blue eyes restrained his previous expression, snorted coldly with his mouth and nose, and followed the fat monk with his arms around him, instead another child looked around curiously.

"Master, what kind of person is that Mr. Lu?"

"Study... and cultivating..." The monk's robe was opened and fluttered on both sides. The Buddhist beads on the thick chest were rubbing and rustling, and the big round face was like Maitreya's smile.

"Haha...and there is also a rare virtue."

The monk looked sideways and looked at Yuwen Tuo, who was walking without saying a word, and repeated softly: "Virtue is very important."

The answer to him was Yuwen Tuo snorting again.

On the dirt road leading to Lujia Village, there was a boy carrying a wooden sword on one side, holding a leaf in his mouth and peering over.

"You guys are looking for Mr. Lu, too?"

The monk nodded: "Yes."

"Well... I remember Mr. Lu is there!" Li Sui'an pointed to the west side of the village, "I'll tell you that Mr. Lu likes tranquility. At this time, the mountain is full of spiritual energy, which is helpful for cultivation!"

"oh?"

Fajing stopped and then looked at the young man carefully. He was wearing a short brown and yellow dress with pudding, with a pretty appearance, a leaf between his lips, and a cleverness between his eyebrows.

"Little donor...no, lies."

He spoke gently. After saying that, he took Yuwen Tuo and the boy who had spoken before, and walked to the village entrance together. Li Sui'an's "Aihe" voice followed behind.

He was still saying, "Why don't you believe it? It's true..." When the village was drying the dam, an old man with a goat beard was slowly punching in the sun. Behind him were eight big men from Lujia Village, waving the stone lock with their chest muscles exposed, grinding the wheel, and there were whistling sounds in the wind.

The old man who slowly punched the last punch, took his breath back, Wu Shen looked at the entrance of the village with his eyes, felt a peaceful Buddha spirit, his beard shook slightly, he gently stroked the tip of his beard, and he smiled.

"What's wrong with the master coming to Lujia Village?"

The eight people holding stone locks around and swinging the millstone stopped their arms, stoking their chest muscles, tilted their heads to look at the four people entering the village, three teenagers, filtered directly, and stared at the monk who also exposed his chest.

Lu Pan said lightly, throwing away the millstone weighing dozens of pounds in his hand and hitting it on the ground, making a dull "bang". He patted the dust on his hand and looked alert.

At the entrance of the village, Fajingdao yelled the Buddha's name.

"I am here to see you, Fellow Daoist Lu, I hope you can do it for your convenience."

On the side, Li Sui'an spit out leaves, hugged his arms and approached the two teenagers Yuwen Tuo, and picked up his chin.

"Did you see it? Another master, who can't see it, and you can recognize that the fat monk is a monk. Look at the eight strong men over there, tsk, that muscles, don't be so powerful that the generals are so powerful, don't see Mr. Lu's fear of peeing his pants."

"Yeah... it's a bit awesome. I'll be fine in the future." The boy following Yuwen Tuo had a yellow complexion and a thin body. He looked at the eight people over there, "I wonder if Mr. Lu can make me here."

"Hmph." Yuwen Tuo glanced at the eight people and the old man over there, then stopped looking at it, and said coldly: "What's the point of being a blind man with no cultivation, a group of rash men?"

However, he didn't say that Lu Liangsheng was about to see. As soon as he entered Qixia Mountain, he could feel the magic circles crossing between the mountains, and the fields and rivers below also gathered spiritual energy. He had no ability and could not be arranged.

When I was thinking about it, the old man over there had already communicated with the fat monk and walked in front to lead the way. The fenced courtyard wall passed by, the blooming morning glory stretched out outside the wall and stroking in the wind. Butterflies and bees danced among the flowers. A few birds passed over the heads of everyone and fell to the cypress branches in the courtyard, blinking their eyes and looking down below.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Fa Jingdao chanted the Buddha's name, and on the stone bench under the tree, the boy wearing a copper ring on the neck was holding the red rooster bowl, leaning over his little head, and looking at them.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Mingyue, this master is here to find the master." Wang Banxia naturally knew the boy's identity and said with a smile. Everyone was still in his mouth: "Master" and saw the child on the stool put down the bowl and spoke crisply towards the kitchen.

"Sir, there is a fat monk outside looking for you."

Squeak ~

The door of the kitchen was opened, and Lu Liangsheng came out with a bowl. Seeing the fat figure in the yard and a young man carrying a wooden sword behind him, his face was stunned. Behind him, there were Li Jinhua, Taoist, and Lu Xiaoxian overlapped and poked his head. Hong Lian was in the middle of the door, which scared the three young men over there.

"Why is Master Fajing here?" The scholar put away the bowls and chopsticks and made a gesture of invitation, "Wait for a moment under the tree first."

Fajing smiled and the monk waved his sleeves: "Fellow Daoist Lu, please."

Under the eaves, Lu Liangsheng nodded with a smile, looked at Li Sui'an who was twitching and waving, turned around and returned to the stove to put down the bowls and chopsticks. When he came out, Taoist Mingyue had already set up a kettle on the small stove. When he saw the gentleman coming, he picked up his bowls and chopsticks and ran to the stove quickly.

Yuwen Tuo calmed down and stood by the vegetable garden and looked at Mr. Lu, dressed in a scholar under the tree. He joked with the monk, and didn't even notice a grain of rice on his cuff. He looked as if he was weak and did not look like a master of Taoism.

"You don't understand now." Li Sui'an next to him probably saw what he was thinking and pressed his elbow: "The more ordinary it is, the more it means that his cultivation is advanced. Look at which master of Taoism looks arrogant and majestic all day long?"

"You said that, it seems that's the case."

Yuwen Tuo nodded coldly, "But how do you see that Mr. Lu must have a high level of cultivation?"

"I didn't say it," Li Sui'an stretched out his arm casually, hugged the other party, patted his shoulder, raised his chin: "Because that's my master!"

"you……"

Yuwen Tuo looked at him in a silence. Yu Guangli suddenly saw a black shadow crawling out of the vegetable garden, and the dense bumps on his back reflected the morning light, which made him uncomfortable. He kicked the thing back with his kick.

"After farewell in Liangzhou, I went to Northern Zhou. The customs and customs over there are different from those in the south, and it is also very interesting."

"Well, I'm going all the way back to Tianzhi City, outside, I met fellow Taoist Sun. Unfortunately, I was surrounded by a group of children who had no relatives and could not accompany me."

"group?"

"Yes, part of it has been placed in the temple, and the rest is unwilling. Over there, the child with brown eyes and blue eyes will be in trouble in the temple, so he has to find a home for him."

"hehe"

The branches and leaves of the cypress tree shook lightly, and the sparkling spots threw the stone table below. The monk and scholar joked for a while.

Puff puff puff

On the small stove, the water has boiled and the heat is steaming.

Lu Liangsheng rolled up his sleeves, picked up the kettle and brewed the tea in front of the two of them, and pushed the tea cup in front of the fat monk.

"The master is here for these three children?"

"Yes, two" Fajing picked up the tea, as if it was hot, and took a sip, "That boy with a sword came by himself, he had traces of sword cultivator on his body."

Lu Liangsheng swept over the three young men who were muttering and laughed and said, "I taught me, but I didn't expect him to come here by himself."

"He is sincere!" The monk said two words, and affirmed Li Sui'an.

Speaking of this, the purpose of coming was actually very obvious. Fajing paused, his fat body stood up, and bowed to Lu Liangsheng with his vertical seal.
Chapter completed!