Well.......

......The Purple Light Golden Spirit Pill must have been taken away by Jing'er... How could I sit and wait for death?

...How can there be no way out after fifty years of practice?

The broken grave pile, the mountain wind blew, and the sand was ripping up in the sky. The corpse lying quietly, and the robe was caressing in the wind. The surrounding ground was filled with yin energy, tumbling and pulling the old man flying to the grave, and in a blink of an eye, he drilled into the seven orifices.

In a moment, the stiff palms bent, the nails swelled up wildly, and the body stood up straight from the grave. The corpse gas spread to the sand and soil, dyeing it dark.

At one moment, my eyes suddenly opened, my eyes were gray and dull, but there was a terrifying feeling. Between my closed lips, there was a sound of words ringing out of thin air.

"Without the golden elixir, I can only transform myself into a corpse demon first, and secretly help Jing'er clear the obstacles...uh ah..."

The words suddenly changed and turned into a hysterical scream. In the glow of the sunset, the old man covered his face with his arms, stumbled and fell on the grave, hissing sound, and rolled and crawled behind the tree ahead with white smoke, hiding under the shade of the tree, looking blankly at the cliff, a crow flew past.

Wow—

The evening breeze blows across the treetops, a leaf breaks away from the branches, and drifts past the old man in a whirlpool, quietly floating to the ground.

With gray hair and scattered on her shoulders, Chen Fu shrank and squatted in the shade of the tree, staring at the leaves floating in the glow of the sunset, and finally couldn't help but curse.

‘……Mom.’

Finally, he reached the west mountain. The last light of the sunset fell, and black covered the foothills. The old man walked out of the tree, his feet stiffly moved away, dragging his blood-stained inner clothes, and swayed and left the cliff in a mess.

The old man was leaving behind. In the dark night, the lights of thousands of houses in the river valley were like stars. The long street was bustling. The rebels outside the city surrendered. Many people from every household went out one after another. Seeing soldiers returning from outside the city, they clapped and cheered. The literati and elegant guest took a walk down the teahouse and wrote a heroic poem, which attracted admiration. Below the noisy second floor, children were chasing and fighting, jumping and following the soldiers entering the city, clapping their hands and singing nursery rhymes that I don’t know who made up.

"Summer is hot, the plague dog barking, the men in the city are so brave, and the evil people are fighting and running with their heads..."

......

The servant of Zhou's mansion who was inquiring about the news on the street was carrying his robe and ran back to the mansion quickly, excitedly spreading the news that the army in the city had defeated the rebels. The maid and servant in the mansion clapped happily and swept away the previous shock.

"I didn't expect that the generals of our River Valley County were so powerful? I don't know which general he was."

"Why are you feeling happy? Let me tell you, don't talk about it. In the afternoon, I saw Mr. Lu come to the mansion with your own eyes, and no one else can see it."

"Mr. Lu? Who is Mr. Lu?"

"Hmph, you don't know. I, Ergou, saw Mr. Lu casting spells with his own eyes. At that time, Mr. Lu lived in our mansion for a while."

A young servant stood among the group of maids surrounded by them, waved his hand red, and talked about the scene when he accompanied Mr. Lu to the toilet and saw him drawing a dark line on the wall and flew out to the side yard of the mansion to spray water.

Some servants also passed through the eaves of the corridor and sent the news to the study room of the side courtyard. Then they were stopped by the old servants outside the door and sent them away. In the open window lattice, one old and one young sat opposite each other, the tea was lingering, and the pages of the book were turned over the ink fragrance.

Lu Liangsheng smiled and put down the teacup. The two of them talked from learning until the night fell. At this time, the topic turned around, talking about the war during the day today.

"Why weren't Mr. Zhou running up the city tower? "

"Scared! I felt that it was inappropriate when I stood up, so I couldn't retreat... But when I talked about it, I paused." Zhou Ying paused on the ground for a moment, and when he thought of his mood at that time, he still felt excited.

"...When it comes to fear, I am even more afraid that the city gate will be broken and the people in the city will suffer. Haha, in addition to studying, I am almost buried in the soil in my life, but I am tough for a while, and it is worthwhile to this life."

Lu Liangsheng also laughed and picked up the tea and went over.

"Then Liangsheng respects Mr. Zhou."

The old and the young touched the teacup, looked at each other, laughed loudly, and after a while, the old man looked at the scholar in front of him wearing a different robe from the usual clothes.

"This morning, my son wrote a letter from home, mentioning that Liangsheng is now serving as the national teacher in Chang'an. Is this really the case?"

“It’s true.”

Speaking of the twists and turns of joining the national tutor, Lu Liangsheng did not hide it, especially the Sui Emperor Yang Jian, who had not yet accomplished his life, and later he still asked him to come out of the mountain without any magical power, which made Zhou Ying sigh.

The old man nodded and sighed.

"If Chen Shubao had the spirit of this emperor to treat his scholars for a long time, he would not have ended like that."

He was originally guarding the old man to see how he recovered. After an afternoon without any symptoms, Lu Liangsheng was also ready to say goodbye. Zhou Ying knew the nature of a person who practiced Taoism, so he did not try to stay in the mansion for the night.

The old and the young immediately walked out of the study room and turned along the eaves to the corridor.

Looking at the lanterns stretching under the eaves on both sides of the corridor, Lu Liangsheng smiled and said, "Old Zhou doesn't need to sigh at the beginning. It may be because of the way of heaven, and the Chen Dynasty is about to perish, by the way..."

Walking to the yard gate, I turned around and looked at the old man on one side.

"What do Mr. Zhou feel?"

"Thinking? Hahaha, I'm just thinking." Zhou Ying smiled and walked past the threshold with a crutch, looking at the area illuminated by the lanterns at the yard gate.

"......I've only been a few short autumns in this life, what's there to sigh about? The predecessors don't love each other and worry about the descendants. I'm the one who predecessors! Good life will take care of themselves, and for the rest of my life, it's good to be a free immortal."

How many people can see life and death indifferently in the long journey of the world?

Lu Liangsheng walked out of the yard, stood on the edge of the lantern and bowed to the old man at the door, turned around and jumped into the darkness.

"Liaosheng, take care of yourself!"

Looking at the empty courtyard gate, Zhou Ying raised his hand and said, straightened his back and returned to the mansion, walking heroically.

On the wall of the alley in the distance, Lu Liangsheng stood in the darkness, watching the courtyard gate slowly close, and then he truly left. He went to the military camp outside the city to guard the prisoners. The general of the Hegu County who received the notice rushed over and respectfully invited the national teacher who looked quite or could not tell his age to go in.

After all, a master of Taoism, who is in his teens and a hundred years old, doesn't count at the age of twenty or thirty... Well, this is what the general guessed.

"National Master, please see. The last generals are being interrogated and identified according to the instructions during the day, and the county magistrate is here."

The general led Lu Liangsheng into the military camp. A group of rebel soldiers were confiscated, tied their hands together and divided them into more than ten small circles, and took them to various tents for inquiries and investigations.

Slowly moving among the long dragon, a person with a low face looked like he heard the sound of talking. He raised his head and looked here. He suddenly struggled out of the crowd. The general who followed Lu Liangsheng quickly drew his sword: "Comeone is here to protect the national teacher! Take this person down!"

Around the surroundings, swords and soldiers rushed over. The moment the soldiers in the army rushed over, the figures running towards this side were kneeling not far away with the ropes, and their bound hands were bowing up and down, and their foreheads were knocking.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu! Do you still remember it?"

A soldier raised a torch to illuminate the man's face. Lu Liangsheng looked carefully for a while before he recognized the guard surnamed Cao next to him when he first met Chen Jing.

"Cao Shouren?"

The man showed surprise on his face, and he hurriedly kowtowed a few more times. His drooping bun shook, as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

"Sir, do you still remember me, did you hear that? Mr. Lu still remember me."

The tied hands reached out to the guard beside him, "Hurry up, loosen the tie, I can't die..."

The soldier looked at his general. The general glanced at the national sect beside him and nodded quietly. The soldier drew his sword and was about to step forward to cut the opponent's rope.

"slow."

The sword that the soldiers fell, as if they were holding it with two invisible hands, became extremely slow.

"National Master?!"

The general turned his head and looked aside. Lu Liangsheng shook his head, walked for half a step, stared at Cao Shouren who was kneeling opposite him, and was silent for a moment.

"This person is the leader of the rebels. He brought the soldiers to rebel. His national army has no right to plead with the general. Everything should be done to the state of the throne. General Han Qinhu should deal with it according to law."

The general smiled and bowed, "Yes!" Then he waved his arms and shouted at the soldiers, "Take this rebel general down and imprisoned. The general is not allowed to interrogate or go out for less than a day."

"Mr. Lu!!"

Cao Shouren felt a chill in his heart. The soldiers rushing away were dragging them away, struggling with their feet on the ground, crying and begging for mercy to Lu Liangsheng who was turning back.

"Mr. Lu...Mr. Lu, save me, for the sake of getting to know each other, I will save my life..."

The shrill shouting attracted the rebel soldiers around him to look at him and spit out a mouthful of saliva at him.

"Coward!"

"...we are afraid of death, and we are all soldiers."

"That's right, I'm really blind and I'm working hard for such a person!"

"Huh...so!"

He shouted and struggled disappeared into the military camp. Lu Liangsheng looked solemn, swept around and stayed in the military camp. In the following time, he watched the 20,000 surrendered soldiers being identified one by one. Many of the remaining interrogations were from the Green Forest Guests who went north with Chen Jing and Chen Fu, and most of them were those who sacrificed their lives to fight for wealth.

However, these are not something Lu Liangsheng has to worry about, and they are left to the generals like Han Qinhu to worry about it.

On the sixth day, as the sky was bright, in the morning light, on the official road leading to the west, the Taoist led the old donkey and swayed the bookshelf slowly.

I saw a figure on the side of the road.

The old donkey screamed excitedly, and the reins broke away from the Taoist hand, spread their hooves, ran up happily, and gently rubbed the palm of the master's hand with his mouth and nose.

Lu Liangsheng rubbed the donkey's head and also nodded with a smile at the master who was shaken out of the small door, swayed and hung under the door, hugging his arms with a "knowingly this is the case" expression.

"Master."

In the distance, eight big men lined up in a row, and the fierce god was shaking his armor. Seeing Lu Liangsheng waiting by the roadside, he opened his mouth and waved his arms.

"Liangsheng!!"
Chapter completed!