Lu Liangsheng pushed open the half-open charred wooden door and returned to the room. He found a figure like a mountain of flesh, sitting in the rising fire with long mouths and big ears. When the latter saw the scholar coming in, the corners of his mouth were pulled to the back of his head.

"I'm old pig, I miss your drink."

"So it's an old pig." Lu Liangsheng smiled and reached out to take the self-portrait in the corner of the house. The illusion of sitting on the edge of the bed disappeared. He took a small pot from the bookshelf, and some millet was added to it and boiled it.

He casually created a wine pot and a cup, and placed it in front of the master and the pig demon.

"Old Zhu, why are you with my master? Last time when Chang Yangshan parted, didn't you say you were going to find weapons?"

Taoist Toad held a wine glass larger than him and took a sip along the side, squinted his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "He was caught by the wolf demon, and he was demoted to the earth from heaven."

On the side, Zhu Gangli was not angry and smiled silly. The sound of Jin Tie rubbing was afraid of disturbing the villagers outside the house. He said very little, and he also explained what he had explained to Toad Taoist before to Lu Liangsheng again. Fortunately, he did not come in vain this trip. Finally, he knew where the weapon was, and it would not be too late to take it out in the future.

Although Lu Liangsheng was curious about what the weapon the pig demon was looking for when he was traveling a long distance to the northwest, he was inconvenient to ask more questions. After talking to each person and the pig for a while, the scholar then asked the master what he was going to say to him just outside.

The toad holding the cup and put it down, sniffed the fragrance of rice porridge into the pot, and breathed a breath of comfortably.

"Last time you killed the Holy Fire Master of the Fire Sect, which angered the Wuse Village. A person named Wuyuan Daxian will definitely seek you bad luck."

"Five Yuan Great Immortal, is very powerful?" Lu Liangsheng covered the cushion horns for Qu Yuanfeng on the wooden bed. He knew about the Five-Sew Village. As for the Five Yuan Great Immortal, it was naturally the first time he heard about it.

Could it be the person standing on the mountain that day in Mu Qiyou's memory, wearing a Taoist robe?

I recalled the scene of that day carefully, but unfortunately it was just the memory of the tree demon, and I couldn’t see the other person’s appearance and age clearly.

"Don't think too much, there is a promising teacher!"

Taoist Toad raised his face hard, looked at his apprentice, and patted his chest: "Although, I don't know what this person is. I want to make the White Wolf Demon afraid, and I am quite capable."

Hearing this, Lu Liangsheng laughed, went over to stir the pot, and pondered for a moment.

"What's the matter with Yuanfeng?"

Seeing that the porridge was almost cooked, I just scooped up a spoonful of pigs and toad Taoists all handed over their own bowls. Seeing that the apprentice had scooped his red rooster porcelain bowl first, he nodded with satisfaction and sat down cross-legged.

"Liangsheng, you used the life-extending lamp to lure his soul back, but your body is already dead. Soon, a pile of bones will still occur."

Lu Liangsheng looked at the apprentice on the wooden couch and felt a deep heart. He had thought about this problem before, but in the end he was still holding on to pull his soul back to his body. Maybe there would be a turning point. Now it seems that he must find another way.

Holding the bowl of pig Gangli stared at the spoon scooped up in the scholar's hand and put it back into the pot. He was so anxious that he took the wooden spoon and scooped a bowl, and said by the way.

"If you die, die. If you live to die, you may not have great luck."

The rice porridge was scooped into the bowl, and suddenly there was no sound around him. Zhu Gangli raised his head with the bowl, and saw the scholar and the toad looking at him together.

"Oh...I'm a pig, please be honest..."

"Say." Each person and the toad narrowed their eyes.

Zhu Gangli shrank his neck, glanced at the south, waved his hand, let Lu Liangsheng and the toad Taoist approach, kissed Zhang He for a long time, and whispered: "Shan Li, save this person. Go to Mount Li, there is a divine spring on the mountain, which can save him, but if you see the master, don't say it was my old pig."

Mount Li?

Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly, but the toad Taoist over there squirted out the rice porridge, sprinkled it into the fire, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"You can't go, you can't go!"

Before the scholar could speak, the pig demon nodded and whispered: "The mountain is where the old mother of Mount Li lives. If you want to use the Shenquan, you are afraid it will be difficult."

"We must try it."

The scholar looked at the swaying fire and said softly. After dinner, he cast a spell on Qu Yuanfeng to block his death breath. The sky outside was already blue.

The next morning, in the dilapidated village, the villagers got up early and came to visit the young gentleman. There were only a pile of firewood with smoke in the room, and a few pairs of herbs were placed on a shabby table next to it.

"Benefather!"

The old man in the village took these medicines and ran to the entrance of the village with tears in his eyes and knelt down. Twenty or thirty people following behind him followed him one by one.

"Send to the benefactor!"

The sounds mixed together, and the morning light that bloomed from afar echoed among the mountains.

The morning breeze blows through the undulating mountains and fields.

Lu Liangsheng, who walked up the hill, seemed to feel the words of gratitude behind him, smiled and turned around, pulled the reins, the bronze bell ringing, the old donkey stepped on its hooves, the tall and fat pig Ganglie hummed, picked a wild flower, placed it under his nostrils and sniffed it; in the shaking bookshelf, the open small door, the toad Taoist selected today's clothes, chose a few, and threw them away with dissatisfaction.

After heading south, Lu Liangsheng regained his mood because of his apprentice, but what he saw along the way still made him feel a little heavy.

A few Turkic cavalry went south, and wherever they passed, they were all ruined farmland, mountain villages, covered in blood and dirty faces, and ragged people sat beside the road, at the entrance of the village, looking at the dead relatives with numb expressions, children who lost their parents, rubbed their eyes and stood alone in front of the collapsed house crying loudly.

Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey forward, took out a few pieces of white bread and put them in the child's hand, dug a hole for him to bury his dead relatives, asked for his name, and engraved his name.

I went to diagnose and treat the villagers' injuries. I had been traveling half a day, and I spent two days in various mountain villages doing things to save people. Just like the words he said when he was treating Lu Taigong in Lujia Village.

‘No matter how high your cultivation level is, you don’t need to save someone you should save, so what’s the difference between it and a wealthy slave?’

After everything was done, it was the third morning. I just packed up and took the old donkey away. Some people from the surrounding villages came to see him off. Looking at the scholar walking far away, the old donkey suddenly slapped his thigh and started shouting.

"Ouch, I remembered it!"

The man pointed at the back that was leaving, and the white scholar's robe was wearing the words of the words and became stuttering.

"He...he...is a fairy in white!! He Liangzhou had a severe drought back then, and it was him. I recognize the figure. No wonder anyone who wants to die can save it. The fairy in white!"

This person was originally from Chen Chao He Liangzhou. He witnessed the god who was struck by lightning on the rain praying platform with his own eyes. After the drought, he had no relatives anymore, so he came to the north to join his sister who married here. When he met again, he was naturally ecstatic. He talked to others later and bragged for the rest of his life.

.........

Chen Guangxihe shook the wild flowers in the wind, and the toad Taoist sat on the donkey's head with a rope tied to it, holding a cigarette pole, and exhaling a breath of smoke.

"Liangsheng, are you really going to Mount Li?"

"go."

The scholar in front of the old donkey looked sideways, and the sunlight fell on his face. His eyes swept over the pig demon looking at the picture, and turned around to the mountain village in the distance, and the mountain people standing at the entrance of the village.

"No matter whether it is to treat them, it is better to be a disciple Qu Yuanfeng, and I will go through the world. If I don't do my best to try, I am afraid that I will not face the future and the past self in the future."

Smile, turn back, and move forward.
Chapter completed!