The morning light spread across the hills to the east, pushed away the dark edges, and the smoke from the bonfire was slowly falling. The group of people who had made their luggage had already walked to the bottom of the mountain.

The old donkey chewed the tender grass with dewdrops, shook the copper bell around his neck, watched the owner in front of him gradually walk down the mountain road, shook his sleeves and arched his hands.

"Two, Lu Liangsheng won't send him off."

They are all old acquaintances from the Southern Chen period. Now they are gathered in the north and separated again. He has a little reluctance to let go.

Opposite, Zuo Zhengyang was wearing a hat, holding a knife with one arm, and a bow on his shoulders. What was Yan Chixia like when she came and left? She had a thick and moustache and relaxed her hands and smiled.

"Where are so many children who love each other? If there are evil spirits in the future, I can't say goodbye!"

The last two words fell heavily, and he jumped into the forest with a wooden box on his back and left to the south. Several flying figures disappeared into the morning sun in a blink of an eye.

The birds passed over everyone's heads. Zuo Zhengyang accompanied Lu Liangsheng for a while and arrived at the official road of the foreign border of Junyang City. There were more and more people coming and going, and he turned around with a long sword on his back and said goodbye.

"Let's part here!"

He couldn't bow his hand and nodded to Lu Liangsheng and Taoist: "There will be a date later!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Lu Liangsheng returned a gift and watched the one-armed swordsman who had entered the ranks of Taoism and walked to the pedestrians and business travel rooms that passed by. After he could not see it, he pulled the reins and walked with the Taoist to the small path with the few people, sat on the old donkey, patted the bookshelf.

"Master, I'm ready to go."

In the compartment, Taoist Toad uncovered the small bedding, shook his arms, sat cross-legged, instinctively grabbed the rope and tied it to his waist, and pushed open the bookshelf door in a daze and sat cross-legged.

‘Huh~~’

He smacked his lips, looked at the countryside scenery under the sun, yawned a long time, and waved the frog webbing casually.

"Let's go!"

However, I quickly added another sentence: "Let the donkey run slower, don't be too furious, as the donkey is a little dizzy for the master."

Sun Yingxian squatted on the stone on the side of the road and spit out the grass roots, "You'll go, you'll have to go to Chang'an, your shoes will be worn out, and when you go back, Xiaoxian may be cursing again."

On the back of the donkey walking slowly, Lu Liangsheng turned his face and the Taoist smiled awkwardly.

“It costs money…”

Seeing the master's brother turn back, he curled his lip and muttered: "I'm so happy to have a mouthful, so what's wrong? Anyway, your girl doesn't want to marry outside..."

Speaking of this, the Taoist's eyes suddenly lit up.

‘Not to marry outside…’

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and it is already the hottest days in late summer. After leaving Junyang City, he walked south along the mountain path. Mu Qiyu took a small flower and raised it over his head to look around. After smelling it, he spread his skirt and ran to the side of the donkey to pull Lu Liangsheng's sleeves and ask with a smile.

The old donkey dragged the bookshelf and swung his bald tail, leisurely walking his hooves, swaying on the bookshelf. In the open compartment, the Toad Taoist lit a cigarette pole, tied a rope, and leaned against the gourd, flipped through the recipe in his hand, and asked from time to time what he was thinking about. The Taoist giggled, seeing that the other party didn't reply, the recipe flew over and smashed his head.

The Taoist who picked up the booklet was not concerned, and he was thinking about something with his eyes squinted, making the old donkey who looked like he was laughing, and hissing was humming.

The cheerful donkey sound echoes in the forest and in the sunshine.

The jingling copper bells spread across the mountains, walked out of the Helingzhou territory, and came to the mountain where the little green snakes were released before. Unfortunately, there was no trace of demonic energy in the mountains, so I thought I had left and gone elsewhere.

After having nothing to do, he returned to the old pine tree on the top of the mountain. Taoist and toad were busy cooking. Lu Liangsheng sat back under the tree, looked at the rolling mountains in the east, and opened it with "The Endless Mountains and Seas". Looking at the mansions collected above, he still felt a little incredible.

Now that the matter of the Prayer Cult is over, the master’s treasures are all in Zishan Temple. After returning, he may be able to explore the soul inside and search for it.

‘It’s a pity that Lujia Village is too small to release it…but if you encounter a fight in the future and suddenly release it, will it be a good effect of Mount Tai?’

Thinking that this is really possible, Lu Liangsheng couldn't help but shake his head and laughed twice.

"Old toad, your disciple can be so happy."

The Taoist whispered to the fire and glanced at the tree and said softly: "You can't be stupid, right?"

Bang!

A small wooden stick was thrown in his face, and the toad also glanced at Lu Liangsheng, turned his head and stuttered the toad's mouth: "Haosheng cooks your rice. As I said just now, putting this mountain spirit in it will help repair the injury, enhance some cultivation, and add flavor."

"Nah, the old toad said, "Gui, why are you hitting someone!"

Sun Yingxian rubbed the face that had been hit by a wooden stick just now: "After all, this is a golden elixir..."

"Golden Pill?" Taoist Toad glanced at him lightly and threw a dead branch into the fire:

"Hmph, if I hadn't put these ingredients for you on weekdays, the golden elixir? You'd have to wait for seven or eight years."

The Taoist, who still wanted to speak, immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything. After lunch, Lu Liangsheng originally wanted to go and see the sea in the east. When his mentor was reincarnated, the Gucheng family had moved to the Central Plains. He didn't take a look at it, and he felt a little uneasy.

After weighing the pros and cons, it is decided to go and take a look first.

The sun is hot in the late summer, and the annoying cicadas are falling down their last footprints, and another autumn is coming.

The wind in the forest blew the branches, the old donkey swung his mane and rang out a calender. Mu Qiyou shook the branches in his hand and swept away the grass. He turned around and pointed at the distant mountains, opened his red lips and shouted.

"Old demon, old demon, look at what that mountain looks like!"

The sun shines through the branches, mottled. Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting on the donkey, raised his face and looked at the mountains in the distance from the book, smiling gently.

"Like a lying cow."

He turned his head and looked at the two short legs hanging outside the bookshelf: "Master, do you think so?"

The depressed toad yawned, and glanced at the half-drooping toad eyes, ignored it, and opened its jacket lazily, lay down and supported its head. Listening to the cicadas, feeling the cool breeze, the head swayed with the bookshelf, and pecked at it bit by bit.

The two of them walked leisurely through the sunshine and headed west to Chang'an.

As the sun gradually tilted, the clouds spread to the west, the huge city pool was bathed in the setting sun and the towering city walls stretched out without end. The busy city gate business trip pulled the frame to drive away the animals for inspection. Pedestrians walked together with their luggage, passed through the majestic city gate, and the neat and clean streets, and hung rows of lanterns early.

The banners in the wine shop were floating, and the Hu woman selling wine showed half of her belly, shook her slender waist, and spoke in silence, attracting the people passing by. The peddlers who walked around the street looked at the few remaining merchants, sat down on the street, wiped off the sweat stains on their foreheads, and smiled with relief. They felt hungry. They walked to the street stall on the side of the road to buy a bowl of steaming chaos, a Hu cake, and ate it into their mouths and felt the joy of sliding into their stomachs.

In the bustling situation, four scholars carrying bookshelfs were crowded by the crowd, looking around at night scenes that had never been seen before.
Chapter completed!