The brunette of thatched cottage is swaying, and the sunset shines through the west mountain into the window lattice.

Lu Liangsheng stopped the book in his hand and looked at Hong Lian standing in front of the wall. Since that day, the female ghost rarely talked to him and rarely came out of the painting.

At this moment, he was surprised and felt a little uneasy when he suddenly said this.

"Hong Lian, what do you want to say?"

The door was closed gently without wind, Nie Honglian lowered his eyes, stared at the ground, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was very low.

"Young Master, Hong Lian wants to reincarnate..."

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Lu Liangsheng lowered his head, then raised his face and smiled.

"Actually, I also think that a lonely soul is not in line with the way of heaven, and it is not easy to tell you before."

I turned to the desk to continue to organize the books, but the speed of sorting was slow. Just as I was about to speak, a throbbing feeling came from behind me, and a hint of coolness was applied to Lu Liangsheng's back.

In the rays of the window frame, Hong Lian stood in the scholar's shadow, gently stretched out her hand to hug him, and her hair slipped down and her cheeks to her back, which brought warmth.

The eyes never blinked, and the voice was gentle and gentle.

"Hong Lian has been thinking for a long time, and has been thinking about it for the past half month. She doesn't want to see you or talk to everyone. In fact, she is just afraid and can't bear to leave."

"Hong Lian..."

"Young master, don't talk, listen to me."

Nie Honglian rubbed Lu Liangsheng's back, feeling the thickness of the man's back, warmth, closed his eyes and said softly:

"It's really good here. There are cynical and eager Taoist Master Sun, the toad master who loves to brag about food, the young master's parents and younger sister. There are many more people coming in. If I stay there, I really can't bear to leave..."

She turned her face and put her forehead on Lu Liangsheng's back.

"Hong Lian has never had a home since she was a child. She has always regarded this place as a home. She is with many people and feels still alive. But the young master... I am a ghost and a Rakshasa ghost. I will never live like a living person. I really hope to sit down with you, eat and laugh with the dishes and chopsticks."

Hong Lian suppressed her emotions, squeezed out dimples on her face, and smiled.

"During this period, I often imagine this scene like this, and it will definitely be very interesting. I will eat together at the table, sit on the edge of the cliff and watch the sun rise and set, and watch the toad master traveling around the north and north."

Lu Liangsheng pinched the corner of the book and turned around. The woman didn't want to see him in the same way and threw herself into his arms.

"I always...I always think you are alive...we have done all the things you said together..."

Hong Lian shook her head in his arms.

"It's more than that... Hong Lian wants more than this. I want to really feel the warmth of the young master, and I want..."

The sound gradually became smaller and as thin as the sound of mosquitoes, only she could hear it.

"I want to marry the young master."

Lu Liangsheng hugged her, which was a feeling of no substance. He was still rubbing Honglian's blue hair, and each person and ghost hugged each other in the glow. He spoke for a while.

"I understand...I will find a way."

The night fell outside and maintained such a hugging posture for a while. Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes, nodded to Honglian, and pushed the door out. He did not use spells, so he walked down the mountain and was immersed in his thoughts.

When he returned to the courtyard, the Taoist, who had not seen him for more than ten days, stood at the entrance of the courtyard waiting for him to come back, with a bandage wrapped around his forehead, which was wrapped by Lu Xiaoxian.

"Do you know, who did you meet when I comprehending the golden elixir?"

"I don't care about who I meet now. There is something I want to say, keep up."

Lu Liangsheng said, called him up, pushed the door and walked into the room. He looked at the master who was sleeping soundly on the couch and sat down aside. Mingyue, who came over to call for food in the kitchen, stood at the door with her head tilted, looking at Mr. Lu, who was gentle in the past, with a serious look on his face and a little at a loss.

"What's going on with sir?"

In an instant, he spread his legs and turned around and ran to the stove. Soon, Li Jinhua and his wife, Yu Wen Tuo and the other two rushed over together, standing at the door, and even the white hens leaned over between the feet of the crowd and looked inside.

"What's wrong with Master? Could it be that our afternoon study made Master unhappy?"

The woman at the door frowned, and as soon as the word "Liangsheng..." was said, she was gently pulled by her husband beside her and signaled her not to speak.

At this time, Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly laughed and looked at everyone.

"Actually, it's a happy thing. I want to tell you that Hong pity her... She wants to reincarnate. We all think that she is a family member, saved Xiaoxian, and helped the village get out of the anger that the bandits came to rob. "

Everyone outside fell silent. They originally wanted to talk about Chen Jing and Zhang Lihua, but the Taoist also chose to keep silent and not talk about it at this time.

"Then after she reincarnates... she will be reincarnated as a human being. Will Honglian still remember us?" Li Jinhua has always been fierce, but her tone is a little weak at the moment.

Lu Liangsheng shook his head: "I don't know, maybe I won't remember it."

He didn't understand this very much. He looked at the Taoist at the door, and Sun Yingxian turned his face away: "Look at what I do in this Taoist, I have never been born, ahhhh."

The lights were swaying, and the toad Taoist half opened his eyelids and didn't want to talk. He was actually not too concerned about the little girl, but it was a pity that he didn't listen to the song in the future.

After a while in the room, Lu Liangsheng stared at the wick and smiled: "I have read a novel of monsters. Some of them may not be forgotten in every way. I think... she will not forget either."

"By the way, Lao Lu, Hong Lian is a Rakshasa ghost and cannot be reborn." The Taoist remembered this.

"Maybe the City God has a way."

Lu Liangsheng was silent for a while: "Wait a minute, I will go to Tianzhi to ask for him."

Time gradually passed by the caress of the night wind. Lu Liangsheng took nothing, stepped on the donkey's back, turned around and gently waved his robe sleeves to the people in the courtyard.

"It's late at night, go to bed earlier."

He shook the reins, pinched his fingers in his sleeves, and disappeared into the night with the old donkey.

"It's broken! There are two others who have been forgotten by me! You sleep first, me go and place them first, and see you when Lao Lu comes back."

When Lu Liangsheng walked away, the Taoist remembered the mother and son who were still walking on the road between Qixia Mountain. He said goodbye to Li Jinhua and the others, waved his sleeves, and rushed to the entrance of the village.

On the night mountain road, two figures, one tall and one short, were trembling and trembling. When the Taoist arrived, Zhang Lihua was almost unable to walk.

"Master, can Mr. Lu be at home?"

Seeing Sun Yingxian coming back, Chen Jing didn't care about hunger and was blinking, with expectation.

"Somewhat happened."

The Taoist patted the boy's shoulder: "He went to see the City God. I will take you and your mother to other places to settle down. Let's talk about it when he comes back."

Meet the City God?

The woman next to her was stunned.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see people who practice Taoism as heaven. People who only appear in mythical and ghost stories like the City God, even if they come to the temple, they are clay sculptures on the divine platform. If they really want to talk to the City God in the underworld, Zhang Lihua would not dare to think about the magical scene. She reached out and gently pulled her son's clothes.

"Jing'er, it's okay, I just listen to Master Sun. Let's settle down first, and then wait for Mr. Lu to come back before going to visit him."

"I understand, mom."

The matter will be settled for the time being. The mother and son were placed in an empty house in Bei Village. There was a bit of friendship with the Taoist there. It was not difficult to stay for a few days.

The night became deeper and gradually shone brightly. A team from afar received the surrender from Fushui County and walked south to Qixia Mountain.

"Is this the mountain where Mr. Lu lives? The scenery is so good."

Yang Guang rode on the horse and looked at the endless mountains in the distance. The pleasant scenery in early spring made him feel happy.

Behind him, except Yang Su, several burly generals with different weapons: Han Qinhu, Yu Kuluo, He Ruobi, and Shi Wansui lined up in one line.

The King of Jin either sneered at the "Mr. Lu" mentioned by him or treated him with caution.
Chapter completed!