It borders the northern border, and the mountains gradually become rugged. The spring rain lasts for two days. From a distance, the mountains are covered with green.

In the blue rain curtain of lead, Lu Liangsheng lay on his back, holding the book, reading with relish, occasionally waved his robe sleeves, and the falling raindrops turned around.

The old donkey shook the bell between his neck and walked slowly, and from time to time he bent down his head and rolled up the grass that popped up. On his head, the toad with a rope tied to grab the donkey's ears. He looked at the gourd that shook the waist of the scholar and muttered: "I just asked you to keep it, but you actually used it to hold it."

He rolled his eyes, then estimated Shichen and said:

"Liangsheng, it's time to have a meal!"

The scholar behind stretched his waist, flipped it down lightly, pulled the reins, and walked to a dilapidated thatched hut in front. The drizzled rain dripped on the thatched hut, along the tilted angle, dripped into the gap inside.

In the dark room, the clay pots were broken all over the floor, and there was only one wooden bed and no one repaired it, and it collapsed on the ground.

Last year, a severe drought caused countless people to leave their hometowns, some died on the road, and some people went away to make a living. Along the way, many places recovered a little bit of anger, but houses like this that have lost their owners can still be seen everywhere.

After fastening the old donkey, Lu Liangsheng walked to the door and bowed to the empty house.

"I'll pass by here and stay for a while, and I hope it will be convenient."

He said again: "I'm upset." He walked inside, waved his sleeves and swept the cold wind outside, swept the dust and dry grass on the ground into the corner, and sat down on the ground indifferently.

After leaving the capital, my clothes had not been changed, and I still had a strong smell of alcohol, like a sloppy scholar.

Taoist Toad held the hard dry food, put it in his mouth and grinded it for a few times, and spit it on the ground in one mouthful. How could such a thing be in your mouth?

He put the dry food aside, carried the small scroll on his back, sat down with his butt, and held his chin to look at the dripping rainfall.

"Oh, my master suddenly missed the little Taoist priest."

"Master, let's do it first. He Liangzhou has gone through a severe drought and there is nothing good to eat."

Lu Liangsheng took a bite of the cake and turned a page of "Shan Hai Tu Zhi" with his fingertips. This strange novel made him fascinated on the road. Since he knew that the kind of human traits recorded in it really exist, he sometimes wondered whether he would have the chance to encounter other ferocious beasts or spiritual beasts recorded in the book in the future.

When I was so oblivious to my mind, I untied the black-patterned gourd around my waist, opened the plug with my mouth, took a sip of wine, lay down comfortably, and reached out to grab another piece of cake on the ground.

"You took the gourd of your teacher to fill with wine. Now you still want to grab the gourd for your teacher to eat?"

The toad hurriedly rushed over, held the pancake on the ground in his arms and turned in one direction.

hehe.

This scene made Hong Lian chuckled from the scroll. At this time, the room was dark and it was raining outside, so it was okay to come out.

Nie Honglian floated out of the painting, squatted beside the scholar, leaned over and smelled it, and his slender little hand slapped under his nose.

"Young Master, you're smelly."

"Wait until we'll wash it here."

Lu Liangsheng closed the book and sat against the wall, smashing the book in his palm.

"Suddenly I remembered that I didn't leave a message to Lao Sun."

On the other side, the Toad Taoist sat cross-legged on the ground, turned his face, and looked at the apprentice, his cheeks bulged and closed, so that the toad eyes narrowed, and he stammered the pancake in his mouth.

"If you have time to care about this, why don't you think about what to eat at night? You're slow and want to starve to death as your teacher."

Hong Lian held her chin and floated around in the air, nodding.

"Yes, young master, we are walking so slowly, who are we waiting for? Master Sun?"

As his fingertips quickly turned over the pages, Lu Liangsheng shook his head as the sound of rain falling outside the house gradually turned into a rustling sound.

"No, you have also seen it. Monk Fajing, if he is still here, he should be able to feel it."

Speaking of this, the female ghost in the room suddenly turned her head and looked out the door. Taoist Toad stopped chewing, holding the unground cake in her mouth, and bulged to the ground.

"It seems that it's not a monk."

There was a sound of horses outside, and there was a sound of a chariot shaft, and someone shouted loudly for a moment.

"Hurry up, tie the horse up and go in to shelter from the rain."

"Here you come."

"Hey, why is there a donkey here?"

"It should be like us, who passed by and sheltered from the rain."

The rustling footsteps came from a distance, with five men and one woman, and seven or eight years old, hurried in with water vapor. When he saw a scholar sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall reading a book, a middle-aged man bowed slightly to Lu Liangsheng, which was a sudden greeting.

"I am not the master here, but I am here to shelter from the rain. You can do whatever you want."

Lu Liangsheng stood up and returned the greeting, sat down again, and looked at the few people and children over there. It was such a familiar scene. Last time he met Chen Jing like this, he couldn't help but look at the child more.

The child was also looking at him, his eyes were brown and blue, quite strange. Looking at the scholar who smiled at him and buried his head in reading, the child subconsciously pulled his father beside him and whispered:

"Dad, let's go quickly. The man and a big toad over there are a bit weird."

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Liangsheng, then looked back and fell on the child's face with a stern look.

"Tuoer, don't be rude."

"oh."

The child was a little dissatisfied and secretly glanced at the scholar over there. Back to his mother, four men who seemed to be guards sat down around him and started chatting in a low voice.

"I thought it would be easier to leave after the drought, but it would rain heavily when it came out."

"Fortunately, my wife's house is not far from here, and I don't know if it has been affected."

“…Say a few less words.”

Judging from their accent, they should have come from Northern Zhou to visit relatives.

Lu Liangsheng glanced over them, and he was about to go there, so he simply went over and asked for a few words and asked about the situation in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

After grasping the thought, I was closing the book, and a Buddhist chant came from afar, sounding like a bell.

"I Buddha...compassion!"

Lu Liangsheng laughed. When he heard the loud and thumping Buddha's words, he knew who was coming. The few people who were sheltering from the rain were startled and turned their heads, and their expressions changed suddenly.

Outside the door, a fat monk was walking towards him with Buddhist beads, and was wet with rain. He also carried a big yellow cloth bag in his hand. He lowered his head and held his belly and then barely came in.

The Dharma Jing vertical seal paid homage to those people.

"I am a monk, Fajing, I have seen several donors."

His eyes were like Lu Liangsheng, and he looked at the child beside the woman for a more glance, then he came to the opposite side of the scholar and sat cross-legged with a red face.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, come, you're fine."

Only then did the people realize that the monk with a wide face and a big waist came to see the sloppy scholar. One was as big as a mountain, and he sat cross-legged on the top of his head and was almost on the roof. The other was well-proportioned, handsome, and smelled of alcohol all over his body.

The two of them sat opposite each other so strangely.

The middle-aged man remembered what his son had just said and lowered his voice to the four guards and his wife.

"It's not easy to stay here for a long time, let's hurry up and get on the road."

The few people quickly cleaned up and took the child with both eyes and color. After a horse sound and a carriage sound, they gradually drifted away in the rain.

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze and handed over the gourd.

"The master saw that child just now?"

"Born, spiritual roots."

The fat monk's cultivation is much higher than that of Lu Liangsheng. When he came in, he saw the difference at a glance, but he did not bother about this matter.

Shaking his head and rejecting the wine gourd, asking:

"Fellow Daoist Lu, why did you come to He Liangzhou?"

"I have nothing to do and I'm light and walk around and meet old friends." Lu Liangsheng took a sip of wine and took out a pack of dry food from his sleeve. They were all cakes bought on the way, and gave them one to the monk, and said with a smile:

"After that, I wanted to go to Northern Zhou to take a look. As the saying goes: It is better to travel thousands of miles than reading thousands of books. Why is the master still in Heliangzhou?"

This monk was free and easy. Fajing smelled the cakes, as if he hadn't eaten it for a long time. He bit it and stuffed it into his mouth to chew it. Even the cake residue on his mouth was wiped out from his mouth.

"He Liangzhou, there are many homeless people, and I am running around and gathered them and returned them to the government to settle them. If there are any, I am willing to practice, I will take them back to Wanfo Temple."

Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment. He knew what the monk had to do before, but he didn't expect that he would continue to do it for so long.

He stood up and spread his wide sleeves, bowed to Fajing.

"The master is a great master."

The monk stood up with his knees, waved his hand, and stuttered:

"I can't be... I'm not allowed to be. I'm just learning from fellow Taoist Lu and sacrificing my own life to be kind."

The head thumped and hit the beam of the house. The slanted roof thrust down, and the thatch and bricks fell all over the floor. The old donkey outside was wet into the rain, shaking the reins, huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh hu

The two stood in the roofless house, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed.

Hahaha--

--Ha ha ha ha!

The loud laughter spread, and the falling rain line instantly shook and pushed away. In the rain curtain in the distance, the few people who left hurriedly heard these two loud laughs and shook their whole bodies, making the horse even more anxious.

"Go away quickly!"
To be continued...