The old tree shook wildly, and the snow splashed down.

Chen Jing, who was standing outside, was shocked, and the other three guards turned pale. Looking at the yellow talisman flying all over the sky, they trembled and frightened, and they pulled out their weapons and retreated to the gate of the yard.

I don’t know why the wind that rushed out of that room just now had a trembling illusion. Chen Jing’s cultivation was still low and could not tell this feeling. He looked at his master in confusion, and he could vaguely see a figure lying on the bed inside.

The old man's expression was also a little bad. He raised his hand and swept away a piece of yellow paper sticking on his robe, took a deep breath, and then spit out slightly.

This person's cultivation level is equivalent to that of me, but the method he practices is strange...

When Yu Guangli saw Chen Jing's puzzled look, the old man looked at the door that was slowly moving back and lowered his voice.

"It was the wind that was stirred up by magic power just now. I feel that there is the aura of monsters... and the power of the righteous sect, how strange it is."

"Since Mr. Lu is sleeping, why not wait for him to wake up here."

Chen Jing followed the sound of a lowered voice. The old man bulged his cheeks and took a breath and was about to scold him. He heard the squeaking sound of the bed in the room. The next moment, his shoulders sank and his tone slowed down.

"It's really inappropriate to disturb people's dreams. It just so happens that there is a unique scenery in the farmyard. Just sit under the trees there and wait a while."

"Uh... Master didn't seem to want to say this just now..."

"That's what my teacher thinks!"

The old man took his hands and looked serious, corrected Chen Jing, and sat there to the stone bench. At the feet of the Taoist who was busy picking up talisman paper in the yard, a white hen came out of the donkey shed and ran all the way to the kitchen.

Chen Fu stood up in a flash, which made the three guards nervous again, and raised their weapons to look around.

"Master?" Chen Jing also stood up.

On the side, the old man squinted his eyes and stared at the white hen pecking at the ground at the door of the kitchen, and waved his hand to let his apprentice sit down.

"A little demon who has just had spiritual consciousness, please sit down and be careful, and then I will clean up it."

Just when I was about to pass, the Taoist tilted his head, raised his hand and waved: "Hey, don't move around. If I step on the Taoist talisman paper, I will lose money."

At this time, the hen at the door was kicked up with a bang, and fell into the yard with its wings. It spread its wings and chuckled, went to the donkey shed, and stretched out its head and took a look.

Li Jinhua, who was holding a broom, cooked the rice and suddenly saw five more people coming in the yard and asked the Taoist who bent over and walked by.

"Who are they?"

The Taoist finally finished picking up the talisman paper, patted it in his palm, moved his mouth to signal Lu Liangsheng's room: "I'm looking for scholar Lu, but I didn't get up, they were waiting in the yard."

"Go and ask Liangsheng to get up and have a meal."

The woman said, and invited Chen Fu and Chen Jing from the yard to join. Since she came to the house and was looking for her son again. She was so polite that she wanted to come to the guests, so she just added a few more pairs of chopsticks.

"No, let's just wait here." Chen Fu bowed to the woman there and returned a tribute. Although he was stubborn, he could not forget the etiquette.

However, his eyes were still looking at the donkey shed, and then he also figured out that Lu Liangsheng was also a practitioner of Taoism. He must have known that there were monsters in his family. What else did I worry about?

After a moment, the Taoist put down the talisman paper and turned his head to shout at the room next to him: "Old Lu gets up and eats." At the same time, the wooden boards creaked in the attic. The fat black man walked down when he heard the sound. Ordinary people could not see the evil spirit on his body, but the old man could not see how the old man could not see it.

"Another demon!"

The next moment, a woman in black dress outside shook a black whip, jumped back from outside, entered the yard, glanced at the five people here, pulled down her bags, stuck out her tongue, and pulled Lu Xiaoxian to the kitchen.

“…”

The old man stood there, his body trembling a little. He had seen many demons since he practiced Taoism, but it was the first time he saw him together so many times. He suppressed his desire to get angry and sat back on the stone bench with his fists.

‘I finally understand why there are no monsters in Qixia Mountain in the mouths of the people coming and going. It’s all monsters here.’

"Jing'er, please ask Mr. Lu for your work. I think it's better to be cautious. It's better to leave for now and convene the old subordinates first."

The old man made a decision, and before he could answer, the apprentice on the other side of the stone table suddenly stood up.

"Mr. Lu is up."

In the room, the figure on the wooden couch lying on the side moved. Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes and yawned, took off the bed and put on his shoes and socks, and his eyes were still confused. Seeing the door leaf slightly open, he waved it casually and closed it. Then he changed the piece of garment and trousers folded at the end of the bed.

"I can't help but suppress my magic power. I didn't expect that I couldn't stand it at night, so I slept until noon."

Seeing the sunshine shining through the window frame, Lu Liangsheng opened the door and went out. As soon as he stretched his waist, a figure came over and bowed his hand to salute him.

"Chen Jing has met Mr. Lu."

who?

Lu Liangsheng lowered his arms and saw the young man in front of him clearly. He laughed and went up to hold up his hands: "Why are you here?"

As he said that, he naturally saw an old man standing under the tree. He responded casually, then walked to the water tank, scooped a spoonful of water and poured it into the wooden basin to wash.

Seeing the scholar's actions of rinsing his mouth and washing his face, the old man frowned slightly and stepped forward and arched his hand.

"I, Chen Fu, Jing'er's master, dare you ask where Mr. Lu is a disciple?"

‘Gubobo~~’

The water stains were circulating, and Lu Liangsheng spitted it on the ground. He took a towel and wiped his mouth, hung it off the shelf, and responded simply: "It's just a casual cultivator."

I remembered that the master made too many enemies, and the old man in front of me didn’t know if it was, so he didn’t tell him as calmly as before.

"Do you guys have something to eat? Don't bother with the farm meals together?"

After packing up his instrument, Lu Liangsheng came over and made a gesture of inviting him. The old man wanted to refuse, but the three guards behind him had a "gurgle~~" sound.

"I'll go and have some food."

When they came, they were guests. Lu Liangsheng walked to the kitchen and evened up some food on the table to avoid embarrassment. He still brought it out and placed a table under the tree.

Seeing that Lu Liangsheng had no airs, the old man had some good feelings. When the scholar sat down, he and Chen Jing also sat down.

"Mr. Lu is really easy-going. I have seen many people in the sects who practice Taoism, but not many of them can treat people like this."

"Don't people who practice Taoism should do this?"

Lu Liangsheng thought it was the old man's polite words and poured him a glass of wine: "The mountain village is simple, but there is no good wine to serve guests, so I took the wine my father hid under the bed."

As soon as the word "Wine" fell, Li Jinhua's angry scolding came from the kitchen and Lu Laoshi's "hiss" sound.

The old man laughed dryly, looked at the slightly yellowed wine in the glass, and smelled the strong aroma of wine.

Chen Fu took a sip. There were many people in the mountains, so he naturally liked spicy and energetic drinking. After entering the mouth, it was a hot feeling.

He still praised: "Good wine, silly!"

"It's good if the old man likes it."

Lu Liangsheng also poured a glass for Chen Jing, put down the wine pot, and asked about the important matters.
Chapter completed!