"Uhhhhhhh--"

Looking at the duckling huddled under his belly, the light yellow fluff was still stained with sticky egg whites, the toad Taoist skin tightened instantly, and the whole body jumped up and ran aside from a distance.

The duck huddled his head and stood up, and his two slender feet stepped on the smooth floor and leaned towards the toad, huddled beside him, closed his eyes and then shrank to the ground.

"Hehe, old toad, this is treating you as a mother."

It is rare to see the toad Taoist being disgusted. Sun Yingxian smiled and opened his mouth with a spoon and raised it: "Eat it soon, no matter how small it is, it's still meat."

Looking at the little yellow duck that had just emerged from the shell beside his master, Lu Liangsheng also smiled. No wonder those wild ducks were so fierce that they kept chasing their master, and it turned out that they were almost hatching small things.

It's good that this is the case. A cute little thing pestered the master, saying that he would become more and more kind-hearted. The master's fierceness in the past, no matter when the monk Zhenhai said he wanted to take him as his disciple, he wanted to repair his injuries, at least in the past few years, it has rarely been revealed, which shows that the master is not the one who has been unforgivable from the beginning.

Looking at the vegetables in my hand, there was still a smile on my lips. Sometimes I thought about it, if it was a woman I like or a relative who was killed, maybe... I would go crazy.

After picking the dishes, he handed them over to Lao Sun. Lu Liangsheng walked out of the alchemy room and went upstairs to call Lu Pan and others for dinner. This attic is just one of the three buildings of Zishan Temple. The furnishings are luxuriously decorated and the eight people are blinded. Seeing that their nephews came up to call them, they chose a few rooms at first.

After dinner, Lu Liangsheng came outside. Since he had the new name of the temple here, the original three words "Zishan Temple" could not be kept. He jumped, pointed his toes across the water, and pulled out the Yuelong sword to cut off the engraved words on it.

As for the re-carrying, I have to wait until the day of the high ceremony. I put the sword back into the sheath and was about to leave, and I could vaguely hear a series of footsteps outside.

His figure flashed and he had arrived at the mountain gate below.

‘How come there are soldiers coming?’

Outside, a "fire dragon" extended straight over, and more than a hundred soldiers holding torches were divided into two rows. The weapons at their waists collided with the running, and they ran towards them with the sound of thunderous footsteps.

The fire shone first, with shiny armor, clear face, short chin and majestic beard.

He whispered, and saw the figure standing in the mountain gate with a blue shirt and white robe, and was standing with one hand. He quickly turned over and jumped off the horse, dragged his cloak, with a look of joy on his face, and quickly stepped forward and arched his hand.

"Mr. Lu, do you still remember me?"

A person who practices has excellent eyesight and can still see things in the dark night, not to mention that there are burning torches illuminating the young man's face. Lu Liangsheng walked down the stone steps and looked at the other person. When he saw the sword on his waist, he remembered who it was.

"Li Yuan!"

"Sir, still remember!" The man was indeed Li Yuan. He hadn't seen him for many years. His appearance and figure were very different from that of a boy back then. He was about to worship him again, but Lu Liangsheng, who was far away on the stone steps, came to him in the blink of an eye and reached out to support him.

"Feeling from the appearance, I almost couldn't recognize it."

Lu Liangsheng smiled and pointed to the Xuanhua scabbard on his waist, the magic sword decorated with a tiger-headed pendant, "Recognize it first."

Ha ha!

Li Yuan, who was opposite, had a free and easy personality. When he heard this joke, he laughed. On the way he came, he was still thinking about how to talk to Mr. Lu, but now he was still making the conversation easier, without any airs of a fairy-looking person.

Maybe this is the paradise...he thought.

"By the way, the night has fallen, why did you suddenly bring troops here?"

"Sir, it was Your Majesty who asked me to come over. He said that his magic power was profound, so he was naturally not afraid of villains. But it is inevitable that there would be people who were unaware of it to come for a walk and disturb his practice."

After the two of them greeted each other for a while, Lu Liangsheng asked why he brought the troops here. The latter also responded respectfully, then turned around and waved his hand to the team behind him. More than 200 soldiers immediately held up torches and divided into two routes, lined up along both sides of the Wanshouguan Mountain Gate, pressing the hilt of the knife standing straight.

At once, the temple view, which was lonely and not even crowing in insects, showed its pomp and momentum, and the more you looked, the more you looked like the place where the national teacher was.

Li Yuan turned around and raised his hand: "Yuan and these two hundred soldiers will be here to wait for the teacher's order."

"It's not really necessary."

After scanning the soldiers on duty there, Lu Liangsheng probably understood Yang Jian’s intention, and asked these soldiers to help build a high platform for sacrifice...

However, seeing Li Yuan's gaze coming, he didn't want to make him embarrassed. He paused and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is afraid that I will say that he is using the soldiers who waste people's efforts? Forget it, since you are here, you don't need to work hard. In this way... just help me transport some stone from outside the city."

Li Yuan slapped his thigh.

"Just listening to this sir, I've been ready for a long time!"

To build an altar, it was obvious that a large amount of stone was needed. As soon as Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, dozens of ox carts and donkey carts were driven away by soldiers and slowly pulled them over. A group of soldiers rushed forward and moved down large and small stones quickly. Seeing that the stone was smooth and smooth, it was still stained with soil ash, I thought it was taken from other buildings.

"Sir, what are the instructions next?" Li Yuan asked.

"Just put it there, and you don't have to do the rough work of building a platform, so you can go back and rest."

Lu Liangsheng looked at the piles of taller stone pestles, sent Li Yuan who was catching up with him, and returned to the temple. Lao Sun and Lu Pan had already fallen asleep. The master didn't know where in the attic.

I randomly found a bedroom, lit a candle, spread the scroll, and got some ideas on how to build a high platform, and waved my hand to bring a brush, and fell from the dim lights.

Rush rust...

In the quiet room, the candlelight shook lightly, Qi You floated out of the bookshelf and took a look, pouted and lay down on the bed, supported her chin, and yawned.

The cool breeze blew into the window, and the swaying fire shone on Lu Liangsheng's side face, looking at the waving pen with his eyes focused on it, simply outlining the little people who looked different, old or young, posing in different positions and squeezing on the paper.

...........

The moonlight outside the window is as quiet as water, and the birch trees occasionally rippled with branches and leaves.

In a corner of the building, the toad Taoist showed his fine fangs, and he was approaching the little yellow duck sleeping soundly with saliva. His young body opened his eyes and moved his feet happily to the side. The hideous toad stretched out his long tongue and then took it back, staring blankly at the duck who was not afraid of him.

Finally, he patted his little head with a webbing and sat with it.

The wind blew under the eaves, and the sound of jingling wind chimes sounded. Outside the mountain gate, Li Yuan, who was sighing, pressed the hilt of the sword, sat on the rocks by the lake, and looked at the gently stroking reed marsh, two hundred soldiers were still standing at their posts holding torches.

On the other side of the city, it was late at night after Min Changwen finished processing the official documents. He politely refused the maid's support and walked to the backyard with his hands in his arms. He remembered the mysterious strange he saw in the afternoon, and it was difficult to fall asleep. Walking through the long eaves and coming to the window with warm yellow lights, he could hear his daughter reading books gently.

The old man looked at it for a while, but finally sighed and shook his head and left.

......

The lake is rippling, and in the Wanshou Temple, the scroll of lights shining is full of little people holding tools.

Lu Liangsheng put down his pen and ink, pushed open the window frame, held the scroll in his hand and spread it out. Then, he gently blew away a stream of air. A chirping sound came from the painting. The portraits of the still little people turned their heads and turned their waists, waved their arms, and leaned out with the paper drill bit, and they floated out like paper scraps, following the breath blown by the scholar.

"This way, it should be faster."

Through the window lattice, looking at the clear moon behind the dark clouds in the night sky, Lu Liangsheng blew out the candlelight, lifted the tree demon on the couch and went inside, and went upwards. The soul floated out of the body, distributing magic power from afar, instructing the little people in the painting to run to the stone mortar to carve it.

...........
Chapter completed!