The morning light shines into the window frame, and the light and dust fly.

Mrs. Wang and the four scholars looked quietly at Lu Liangsheng standing in front of the bookshelf and gently looked through a book.

Wow~

Pushing the page with your fingertips, looking at the content recorded on the first page, Lu Liangsheng affirmed that this was the second completely different book "Mountain and Sea Chart"

"My book is mostly about mountain forest land beasts, or mountain spirits and ghosts. This book starts with water monsters, fish and shrimps, which just matches the last page of my book."

...So, one is the mountain scripture, this is the sea scripture?

Lu Liangsheng closed this mountain and sea chart... Will there be a third one?

"This young man also likes to watch this kind of weirdness of leisurely mountains and wild things?"

A weak voice suddenly sounded on the bed. Lu Liangsheng turned around. Wang Chongwen had already woken up. Mrs. Wang in front of the bed quickly went forward to help him.

"Don't get up, lie down."

"Help me sit up."

Wang Chongwen waved his hand weakly, grabbed his wife's arm and sat upright, leaning against the head of the bed, his face pale, and still squeezed out a smile, his lips dry and squirted.

"I was in a coma yesterday, and I could still hear you vaguely."

As he said that, he raised his hand.

"Wang Chongwen, thank the young master for his life."

Lu Liangsheng smiled gently, stretched out the book in his hand, lifted up the arched hand from bottom to top, and pushed it back.

"No need to thank you. You buy paintings to save me from my predicament and give me more eight articles. This is an extra kindness. Last night, you and I owe each other."

"No, no..."

On the couch, Wang Chongwen lifted the bedding and struggled to get up. He was helped by his wife. He pushed him and looked at the scholars over there.

"Young Master has given you a hand to treat your illness. The two kindnesses are together. How can you compare with the eight-liter small kindness? If you have anything to do, just speak up."

"It's a long story..."

Lu Liangsheng snapped the book, smiled, took off the gourd at his waist and threw it to the maid beside him.

“Fill.”

The maid held the gourd and looked at the lady. She looked back at her at a loss. When she looked at Lu Liangsheng, her cheeks suddenly flushed.

"Sister, no..."

Mrs. Wang pushed her and said, "Let you drink wine."

Wang Feng, Ma Liu, Zhang Ti, and Zhao Tang burst into laughter.

The maid blushed and hugged the four scholars who were laughing quickly, and ran away like a frightened rabbit.

The atmosphere in the house became harmonious, and Mrs. Wang stood up and said goodbye to leave. Wang Chongwen on the couch naturally understood the scholar's intention, and one gourd of wine will be rewarded.

"Young Master!"

After praising her, Wang Chongwen also noticed the books in Lu Liangsheng's hands and was quite curious.

"I just read the book for a while. If I like it, I will give it to the book."

Lu Liangsheng was reluctant to ask for it, so he bowed with a book and said, "Thank you." Then he sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to help Wang Chongwen get his pulse, and then asked about the origin of this book "Shan Hai Tu Zhi".

"How did Brother Chongwen get this book?"

These words made Wang Chongwen stunned for a moment.

"Young Master Lu wait a moment, let me think about it."

He had been given this book for a long time. After reading it, he put it on the bookshelf, and even he forgot about it.

After thinking for a while, Wang Chongwen's brows gradually spread out.

"...This book "Shan Hai Tu Zhi" was obtained by chance last year when I went down to participate in the autumn examination. On the way back, the book mostly contains some bizarre sayings about water monsters. In the past, I only used entertainment. Alas... Until last night, I had to believe the sayings of ghosts and gods."

Recalling what happened last night, Wang Chongwen is still scared now. If he hadn't been able to control it at that time, he would have been sucked away from the yang energy.

After thanking again, the maid came back with the gourd in her arms. When she saw the scholar in front of her, her face turned red again, as thin as the sound of mosquitoes.

"Young Master... Give it..."

At this time, a wind suddenly blew outside, and the lanterns swayed under the eaves.

The four scholars at the door walked into the room instinctively. Wang Chongwen stretched his neck on the couch, looked outside the window frame, and turned around:

"Mr. Lu, what's going on?"

Lu Liangsheng took a look, took the Hulu and said with a smile: "It's nothing, someone is just getting angry."

Several people in the room looked at each other, and this little temper was a bit scary.

Soon, Lu Liangsheng smelled the aroma of wine radiating from the mouth of the gourd, "Good wine!" He pressed the plug on and got up from the edge of the bed.

"All things are done, then I will say goodbye."

"Young Master Lu." Wang Chongwen shouted quickly.

The back of the door, he looked at it and smiled:

"What else does Brother Chongwen?"

"I just think that Mr. Lu has a good character and good talent, so why don't he get a good exam, but instead wander around... If the young master feels that he is abrupt in his question, he can't answer, but he just feels a pity."

Wang Chongwen's words were sincere and there was no intention of offense. On the side, the four scholars were rushing toward each other.

On the other side, Lu Liangsheng turned his eyes to look aside, and just smiled on his face. After a moment, he whipped his sleeves, turned around and left with a gourd, and walked straight out of the main hall and passed through the morning light of the courtyard.

"Did you offend Mr. Lu if I just said offend me?"

Wang Chongwen looked at the figure who left without saying a word and asked the Four Scholars when he went to the four scholars, Zhang Ti, among the four, glanced out the window and approached.

"Brother Chongwen, didn't we wink just now? Tell you not to mention that Mr. Lu just now is Lu Lang, Lu Liangsheng, who was the tributer who we mentioned to you before, "There is an urgent matter, Lu Lang assists."

Wang Chongwen was just a juren, and it seemed a bit embarrassing to persuade a tribute to the exam. However, at this time, he did not think about this. He grabbed Zhang Ti's arm, stood on the ground, and looked into the courtyard outside the window.

"He is the demon who smashed the Golden Palace of Emperor Nanchen in anger?"

A ray of sunlight shone into the window frame. When he said this in surprise, Lu Liangsheng's footsteps were gone.

"The morning sun is rising, and the spring bridge is drizzling. Drink a pot of turbid wine and travel across the donkey.

The breeze and bright moon are indifferent to the official career. Sing a mountain song and live in freedom."

Wang Chongwen frowned. After hearing the sound from afar, he suddenly burst into laughter, his face flushed, and a wave of his hand made people take a pen and ink.

"It is a blessing for my northern land to miss the tyrants of the Chen Dynasty!"

In the front yard, Lu Liangsheng walked out of the gate, led the old donkey, sat up, unscrewed the plug and took a sip of wine, and patted the donkey's buttocks.

"Walk."

Step on...

The donkey's four hooves rose lightly and fell down again, swaying the copper bells between the neck and neck, walking along the riverside, passing the small bridge, the gentle morning breeze blew into the vast field outside the city, the red skirts floated into the air, the embroidered shoes fell between the mud and grass, the skirts sprinkled, Nie Honglian picked a wild chrysanthemum on the roadside, put them under his nose and smelled it lightly. After a moment, his eyes opened, and he smiled and ran to the front of the donkey.

She likes to feel close to the real thing.

The donkey buttocks bookshelf shook gently, and the small compartment was pushed open. The Toad Taoist picked out a short jacket, looked through the map, occasionally, put it aside, picked up the recipe and flipped through it for a while, and supported his chin to see the endless spring scenery outside passing through the bottom of his eyes.

"There are two months left in summer, I'm so greedy..."

The birds circling in flocks of morning light fell on the branches, flapping their wings and jumping around, shaking the branches and leaves, and some of them turned away. The bird's eyes looked at the shade of the trees. The old donkey passing by, chirping and crying. On the donkey's back, the scholar hung a gourd and bathed in the morning light. From time to time, female voices came from the distance. Lu Liangsheng raised his face from the book, and looked at the woman dancing in the red skirt between the wild flowers and spring grass, showing a smile.

"If you play for a while, you'll be on the way!"

Nie Honglian turned around, dimples bloomed on her cheeks, and her hands were horned by her mouth.

"I know!"

The scholar smiled and his eyes fell back to the pages. This time he came to Shunyuan County by mistake and gained such a thing.

...

The spring light extends to the south, crosses the clouds, crosses rivers, and on the land of Heliangzhou, a team returning to their hometowns to visit relatives encountered bad things on the way back.

boom!

The shaft of the car turned wildly, chasing against the raised stone, the shaft broke, fell to the ground incline, and slid out, "Protect the lady and the young master!"

The shouts of people around him gradually faded away.

A figure vomited blood and flew backwards to the bottom of the overwhelmed carriage. More than ten people with black scarf masks surrounded him silently, picked up the packages on the ground, and plundered the money from the corpse. Among them, someone turned around and looked at the cracks in the collapsed carriage, turned around and ran away quickly with his companions.

Stop...

The wreckage of the carriage, the brown and blue eyes blinked inside, and carefully crawled out.

"Mom...Dad..."

The little man called the woman on the ground gently, and water stains slowly slipped down the corners of his eyes. Not far away, there was his father's body and the guards escorting the way.

"I Buddha...compassion!"

A Buddhist chant came, and the little man clenched his fists and looked at him with tears in his eyes. A fat monk with big ears and big body, tall and fat, stood there like Maitreya.

"Little donor, follow me and leave."

The sky was slanted, and the broken carriage was still on the ground, and the undead horses struggled and cried. Soon after, a figure rushed over and descended in mid-air, and his eyes swept around.

"Where is the corpse?"

The old man quickly walked over, waved his sleeves at the carriage, and the carriage exploded and splashed out, which was different from the expected idea, and there was nothing inside.

"Where is Yuwen Tuo?!!"

The roar echoed the field.

Sorry, I'm late. Something happened today and it took a lot of time.
Chapter completed!