The night became darker and insects were ringing from the corner of the wall. Yang Guang looked at the eunuch who went in to report, turned his head and asked the soldiers who were sending messages. His face showed joy, and he quickly calmed down and slammed his punch into the palm of his palm.

‘That demon star that everyone rumored to be broken by Mr. Lu... It's so satisfying!’

Immediately, I lifted up my robe and stepped into the threshold, and strode into the study.

When he heard the laughter of the father inside, he sent the eunuch out and stepped forward to kneel down and greet him: "My son is paying homage to the father."

The burning lights lined up in the warm breath of the hall pillars on both sides. Yang Jian, behind the dragon table above, was in a good mood. He put down his brush and raised his hand to his son Ping below.

"Get up, why are you rushing from Luoyang from all over the world? Is it uncomfortable to travel day and night?"

"My son is fine. It's just that the demon star is falling in the sky that day, falling to Chang'an. He is anxious and comes back without thinking."

Yang Guang below was always filial and kowtowed hard.

"Seeing that my father is safe, my son can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

On one side, Yang Su nodded with a look of praise, and smiled at the clan brother above, "Brother, your highness travels from Luoyang to Chang'an day and night, which shows his filial piety."

There is no minister on my side, and most of the two are called brothers. Yang Jian also feels that it is not wrong, and even thinks that it is so close to you.

Others praised others, and the disappearance of the demon star, were in a good mood. The old man looked at Yang Guang in front of him and became more and more pleasing to him.

"It's worth my son being filial, okay, okay, okay."

After saying three things in a row, he got up and walked down the stone steps, helped Yang Guang up with his own hands, and patted the dust on his shoulder.

"Amo, it's been a hard time day and night. You go back and rest first. I, my father and son, will talk tomorrow."

"Yes, father!" Yang Guang bowed.

The original father became a father here, which really made Yang Jian’s smile even more intense. He patted his son’s shoulder: “Go, go back and rest quickly, and I’ll pay my respects to your mother early tomorrow morning.”

Yang Guang offered his hand to bid farewell again, and the Duke of Yue Yang Su on the seat also stood up: "Brother, it's getting late, you should rest early."

Yang Jian nodded. That day, the palace building seemed to be covered in cold weather, dizzy and tired. On weekdays, he would have to pull Yang Su and let the other party accompany him until the second half of the night to finish the memorial.

"Well, I'm tired today, so you can go back with Amo."

He waved his hand and asked the two to leave. After returning to the Dragon Case, he picked up the pen and wrote two words. He felt a little palpitations, as if he was breathless. He put down the pen and sighed.

"It seems that he's really old."

He reached out to bring in the eunuchs and helped him back to the backyard to rest.

The night wind blew over the palace eaves and the building was brightly lit. One old and one young walked out of the Daxing Palace together. Yang Guang was tall and handsome. Yang Su was over fifty years old and had a tough figure. He could not see the old look of the rotten wood when traveling. The two of them walked out of the vision of the guards on both sides. The soldiers patrolling over also slightly suppressed their pace, allowing His Highness King of Jin and Duke Yue to go first.

"Guang went out for two years and his beard grew. However, Duke Yue had no changes. Can he really live a hundred years of life in practice?"

"Hehe, Your Highness is joking. How can there be immortals in the world? Isn't that an immortal?"

I would talk about family news one by one along the way, and occasionally I would mention the demon star that day in my words, so I would naturally mention the name Lu Liangsheng.

"Duke of Yue, I heard from the soldiers who were sent to the message that the national magistrate returned from the northwest of the world. That day, the demon star was also broken in the northwest of Chang'an, but the national magistrate smashed it?"

"Rumor is rumor, but if your Highness wants to explore it, it is better to go to Wanshou to see it yourself."

Yang Su rolled up his sleeves and took them behind him. He looked forward to the second prince Yang Guang. He has been smart and filial since he was a child, and has a look of a king. Compared with the prince Yang Yong of the Eastern Palace, he is much better than the prince. Of course, it is not because of the stupidity of the prince, but because of his personality. The latter likes poetry, calligraphy and painting, and often keeps company with literati and scholars. There are more literati than kings.

Therefore, he prefers Yang Guang in many things, and he will give advice from time to time, and take the opportunity to say something good in front of His Majesty. If Lu Liangsheng is brought over, Yang Guang will have a team of right-hand men and right-hand men. It is not impossible for him to achieve the imperial career in the future. When he made friends with that scholar, he had been doing this arrangement for a long time.

"Who in the world has the merits of the dragon in the two dynasties? It has benefited the descendants for at least three generations."

The old man looked at the thoughtful King of Jin, smiling and raised his gray head, looking at the stars in the sky, thinking like this.

The night sky is dense with stars, and the clouds cover half of the clear moon. In the southeast of the huge city with thousands of lights below, the water of the hibiscus pool is rustling in the night.

A stone tablet in the darkness stood opposite, and walked through the mountain gate to the stone steps. The three wooden buildings were pitch black. Everyone who came back lay tiredly to their respective rooms. Different snoring sounds came one after another. Li Sui'an hung his foot outside the edge of the bed, rubbed his nose, turned around and rolled to the ground, opened his eyes, and continued to fall asleep.

The scroll with the words "Yue'er" was placed on the table. Zhu Gangli lay on the couch with a wooden pillow in his arms. The snoring stopped and rubbed against the wooden pillow. After a moment, the snoring sounded louder again. The slightly opened window sashes followed the snoring.

Yan Chixia sat up with her ears, picked up the wooden box and pulled out a sword and jumped out of the window, flipped over the roof, and the sword light moved and danced away with her body, and the tiles she stepped on were slamming.

"...humanity, demonic path, ghost path...whatever his path..."

Below, there were still lights in the window frame. Lu Liangsheng turned his ears and heard the thick singing outside, shook his head, put down the book, and walked to the bed. The toad Taoist lit up his white belly and slept loudly. The thin blanket covered slid down the side, feeling the breeze brought by someone coming, the frog twitched his belly, turned over and continued to snore.

“Master is really…”

Lu Liangsheng covered the small blanket for him, tucked the four corners, then went back to the desk, picked up the book without a name I read just now and continued to read.

This is a record about Lu Yuan's life.

"A person with such a high-level cultivation has extremely talented people. If you only talk about your life, you can use other methods. Why write down all your experiences like a book?"

Lu Liangsheng certainly did not believe that he had just written a book. In addition, Lu Yuan had told him before that he should not let the heaven know his existence. In addition to his death, he must have been protecting something.

Those things are most likely the contents of this book.

The lights swayed, and Qi You would sometimes show up and look at them. Seeing that the scholars there were focused, he didn't disturb him. He fiddled with the wick, added some oil to the lamp and went back to the bookshelf.

Wow~

After turning over the paper made of unknown material with his fingertips, a vertical handwriting appeared on the blank paper again. Lu Liangsheng spent most of the time reading it again, and then he repeated it word by word, guessing and suspicion.

‘..... There were not many doubts when I was a teenager and I was somewhat similar to my original one. If I hadn’t met my master, I would probably have gone the same path as him. Killing Qin Xu’s family was just to vent, or to prevent me from meeting the other party again. The Holy Fire Mingzun seemed insignificant here, and he was simply a small person...'

Lu Liangsheng frowned and stared at the other piece of rice paper with more than a dozen large and small round forks drawn by him. After all, he yawned in a sleepy way.

The night was hazy, and the clear moon disappeared from the clouds. The scholar stood up, waved his hand, and the swaying lights instantly went out, and a wisp of white smoke rose.

"It's better to sleep first, maybe I'm too careful..."

He took off his robe and threw it away, flew to the rack at the end of the bed and hung it up, climbed onto the bed and fell asleep comfortably.

The sound of wind outside the building sobbed and ran under the eaves. The open window lattice blew into the wind. The unfolded book gently turned a page. On the paper that ordinary people could not see, a line of handwriting was revealed and hidden.
Chapter completed!