The sun shines across the city, and the reeds sway slowly in the wind on the edge of the lotus pond.

A carriage drove over and stopped at the mountain gate. Lu Liang gave birth to the carriage and went straight to the Taoist temple. Yan Chixia pulled Li Sui'an and discussed sword-control skills in the square by the pool. When he saw his master come back, the latter hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Lu Liangsheng held his palm up and asked him to get up. His eyes swept around. There was no Toad Taoist basking in the sun in the attic as usual.

"Where is your master?"

"Oh, Master, Master Sun, and Lao Zhu are all in the room. I don't know what they are doing." Li Sui'an shrugged and went back to discuss the swordsmanship with Yan Chixia. Lu Liangsheng went into the attic and found the room Sui'an said.

When he opened the door, he saw a small pot on the large round table, which was boiling and steaming. Sun Yingxian squatted by the table, pinched a fire talisman and blew out flames into the stove. Zhu Gangli sat on the chair to remove hair from a wild duck. The toad was tied with an apron and lit it on his flippers. He held a wooden spoon and stirred the soup in the pot. The bamboo basket covered with blue cloth was placed next to it.

When the three of them heard the sound of the door opening, they stopped and turned to look.

"You..." Lu Liangsheng looked at them speechlessly.

Ahem!

The toad coughed twice, threw the wooden spoon aside without any trace, and took off the webbed books, moved his mouth to the Taoist squatting beside him. Lao Sun stood up, looked at the boiling pot, hid the fire talisman on his back, and laughed.

"If you keep the mushrooms for a long time, they taste bad. I want you to make them before you come back and you can eat them as soon as you come back. You can think about it for you..."

On the table, Taoist Toad glared at him, took off the apron on his chest, and turned his chorus away: "Liangsheng, why did you come back so early when you go to the palace?"

Lu Liangsheng moved his sight from the basket. In fact, the mushrooms inside were not something that everyone could not eat together. After all, my mother gave them to him. She went to the basin rack and washed her hands. She came back and sat on the stool, took out the magic ball from her sleeve and held it in her palm.

"Master, Lao Sun, Lao Zhu, you should be familiar with the things inside, right?"

Sun Yingxian looked closer and looked at the toad, and then looked at it with the toad, and the latter's toad face showed seriousness: "Liangsheng, this is the breath of a demon star. Through magic power, you can smell it. How did you get it?"

"It's King Yang Guang of Jin..."

As he said that, the scholar told the three of them that the matter was going on and on. Zhu Gangli also sat down. After a while, Taoist Toad walked back and forth on the table with his webbed hair, narrowing his bean-sized eyes.

"It's neither a ghost nor a demon nor a demon, and there is still a certain amount of wisdom. It's a bit difficult to find the fragments that have fallen. I don't know what the origin is, and I haven't tried it..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped and turned his head to look at the master, Taoist, and Zhu Gangli, who also looked at him. The toad Taoist who was walking back and forth with positive and negative webs stopped and looked at the three of them looking at him together, and his expression froze.

"See what I did..."

As he said that, he took the wooden spoon on the table again, and when he saw the three of them, he set the spoon in his eyes, "Even if I had eaten countless things, I had never tasted this thing, so let's forget it."

"How can you forget it? You can tell the origin of this thing once you taste it..."

Before the Taoist could finish his words, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand to interrupt and tried such things with his master. He always felt a little ruthless.

"I'll talk about this later. I'll stew the mushrooms and the old duck that I gave me first, and call them to fellow Taoist Yan, and Sui An and the others to try them together."

Hearing the approval of the master, Taoist, Zhu Gangli excitedly continued to do what he had just done. After pulling out the duck feathers, the old pig lay down to the window and shouted outside. The three people discussing kendo came up quickly, and together with Qi You, they gathered around the table and looked at the mushrooms and the old ducks in the pot.

Soon, the night fell outside, and the noise of drinking soup and joking sounded in the room. The toad held the red rooster bowl and took a sip of the thick soup. The old god patted his knees and hummed the little song he learned from Hong Lian.

The lights swayed, Lu Liangsheng put down the bowl, thinking about the Demon Star, and... Suddenly he remembered something, and slapped the table, and the room suddenly became quiet, scaring the Taoist, Zhu Gangli, Yan Chixia, Li Sui'an, and Shelong held the bowl and looked at the scholar.

"Master?" Li Sui'an called in a low voice.

"I remembered something." Lu Liangsheng talked about going to the palace today. When he heard Han Qinhu talking about Zuo Zhengyang, the scholar knew very well that since he was going to come, he would definitely arrive. At present, the fleets of the Southern Expedition have returned to Chang'an, but Zuo Zhengyang has disappeared.

"Shangzhuguo returned to Beijing, Zuo Qianwei originally returned with him. It is said that the demon star descended, left the fleet, and rushed over alone by land... I was always worried."

The Taoist took the bowl and leaned over, looked out the window and took a sip of soup: "I am tired of traveling a long distance and don't want to walk around recently."

Humph, took the wooden spoon beside the pot, scooped a bowl again, looked at Lu Liangsheng and said:

"Besides, he is so big, you still need to worry about it?"

Lu Liangsheng frowned. According to what the Taoist said, it was true. Zuo Zhengyang himself was born as a captain, and now he has also entered the practice of Taoism. How could he suffer a loss with the Fire Spirit Pearl?

But it is always unsettling to not return it for a long time.

On the side, Yan Chixia spit out a duck bone: "After finishing the meal, Yan went out of the city to search everywhere. She was so uncomfortable staying in the city that she went out for some breath."

Well, Lu Liangsheng also had to visualize the fragments of the demon star in Wanshou, check Yang Guang to make sure that the evil spirit was not entered into his body. Since the Taoist was unwilling to leave, Yan Chixia was the most suitable one. After all, he was more familiar with Zuo Zhengyang.

Before dawn the next day, Yan Chixia carried a wooden box and said goodbye to everyone.

Lu Liangsheng, the toad Taoist, Sun Yingxian sent him to Quchifang and watched the man with a beard walking across the long street and heading towards the south city until he could not see it, and then he returned to the Taoist temple.

The morning light broke through the gaps of the clouds. The golden south was moving away. There were endless bonfires among the rolling mountains, with curling blue smoke. On the nearest tree, the leaves were shaking with dewdrops. When the wind blew, they fell straight down.

It was hard to hear the slight sound of "sp", and I was sitting on the tree body, resting while sitting, lifting up one of my arms to wipe off the water stains on my forehead, and opening my eyes to wake up.

Squat to the extinguished bonfire, raised the flames again, took out a few pieces of dried meat and baked them on the branches, and looked at the flames that were burning.

On the way west and north to Chang'an, the demon star fell into the world, and Zuo Zhengyang was also helping around, which was delayed a lot of time.

‘The demon star is gone, I don’t know what’s going on in Chang’an and what’s going on with fellow Daoist Lu.’

Turning the branches in my hand, the dried meat smelled like a scent. I put it in my mouth and tore off a shred of meat, and was about to take off the wine bag around my waist and put it on a bite.

In the direction when we came, the birds that were originally singing in the morning light in the forest suddenly screamed in panic, flapping their wings and flying out in black, wandering around the forest.

Under the tree, Zuo Zhengyang, who was tearing the dried meat, stopped chewing, turned his face slightly, and looked in the uneasy direction of the birds. In that direction, a figure came quickly in the forest, his steps were dull, and his body was covered in corpse energy.
Chapter completed!