The bonfire shook, and the crackling sparks rose into the air along the heat wave. When the woman heard her son's words, she was stunned, and then she looked shocked and quickly walked over and squatted beside Chen Jing.

"Jing'er, what you... are you saying... true?"

Crack crackle.

The dead branches made a crisp sound. Chen Jing looked at the flames in a daze. A piece of branch in his hand was broken and nodded: "When Huitianzhi raised an army to restore the country, he met Lu Liangsheng. In order to let me escape, Master stopped the other party..."

Speaking of the incident that day, the broken branches in his hand were broken into four pieces again, "... But just now, what happened outside, I saw my master... he turned into a corpse monster, and even fought with Lu Liangsheng, and was caught."

"Then why don't you save your master!!" Zhang Lihua pinched the corner of her clothes, and her voice became louder.

"Your master is running around for your throne and for Chen Guo, and you are watching him be captured by Lu Liangsheng?"

On the other side, Chen Jing raised his hand, pinched the sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, lowered his face, buried it between his knees, and shook it with difficulty: "Mom... Master is dead, he has become a corpse demon, he is no longer a human..."

The words paused here for a moment, and his voice was hoarse: "...Lu Liangsheng's cultivation and Taoism are profound...I... cannot beat him, and it is even more impossible for him to save his master in his hands."

With a few bangs, four branches were thrown to the ground. Chen Jing got up red with his eyes, looked at his mother, held the sword and walked to the temple gate, roaring like an vent, "Ah--" and kicked the crooked temple gate away with a bang, and threw it outside and split it.

"What should I do..."

With the trembling words, Lu Liangsheng squeezed out his lips with difficulty. Lu Liangsheng met him very early. When he was still young, he was saved by the other party, so he was able to have it now. Later, the death of his father was also related to him, but it was a bit complicated. Moreover, his father made mistakes first, and then asked the other party to come out a few times. He had the idea of ​​becoming a disciple in his heart, but it was not realized in the end.

Even so, Chen Jing always respected Mr. Lu, putting aside his identity as a national teacher, but now his master's death and his devil's destruction were taken away, which made him feel indescribable.

"Jing'er..."

The woman in the temple walked forward carefully. It was the first time she saw her son who had always been gentle and elegant, and she reached out to stroke Chen Jing's back a few times, and whispered: "...Don't be angry, don't take revenge. She said that just now because she was anxious for her mother. Don't take it to heart. Since we can't beat us, we two will avoid it from afar."

"Mom, Lu Liangsheng never thought about asking me for trouble."

Chen Jing turned his face and squeezed a smile on his face as the fire shone, with a bitter smile: "Just now, he had seen his son, but he didn't mean to take action... I didn't even have the interest to let the other party take action...."

"where......"

Before the woman could speak, Chen Jing patted her on the back of her hand, "Mom, let's go. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. I won't be passionate about my brain. I will run to Chang'an City to cause trouble for him. When I have achieved success in my studies, I will learn all the secret techniques left to me by my master, and then come to Chang'an to try my luck..."

Look at the bonfire.

"At that time, even if you lose, you will be able to escape unstoppable. As for restoring the country, my son no longer dares to expect it."

It was dark in the night, and the mother and son in the temple spoke a little, comforting each other and leaning against each other. The atmosphere was slightly better when I remembered some of the scenes where the Chen Dynasty was still there in the past.

Soon, the sky clouds on the east side became white, and golden light burst out and shone out. They pushed the darkness covering the sky and the earth quickly. In the temple, the bonfire was extinguished and the blue smoke rose. The mother and son in the temple were carrying bags, leaving in the morning light, and heading to other places.

The golden light spread, pushing through the towering and ancient city walls, and sprinkling in the streets and alleys. The man who got up early and worked barely bought breakfast and squatted on the street to talk to his companions about what happened last night. The woman who fetched water and bought vegetables surrounded the wellhead, and was also talking about the rumors yesterday. Some people even saw it with their own eyes, saying that he had a nose and eyes.

"You don't know that a group of people who catch others will bite you so much that it's scary."

"Oh...isn't that a monster?"

"What monster, you didn't hear the officials say that those who believe in cults and their minds are no longer effective."

"I think so, so are there so many monsters coming to the city."

"By the way, what will the government handle this matter later?"

"...what know, anyway, the people who participated have still had their servants to interrogate, but they still seemed to have paid back the money. Do you think it's strange?"

"What's so strange? After all, if a person dies, it's okay to give some compensation."

In the chattering and talking in the city, the sun shines through the lotus pond, the slightly wavy lake surface sparkles, and a group of wild ducks combed their wings and roared their necks.

On the opposite ridge, the light and strong man in the Taoist temple carried a load, carried stones and repaired the floor tiles and poured wooden buildings.

The warm morning sun swept away the haze for a night, and the Taoist temple was in full swing.

The Taoist held a teacup in one hand and put it on his waist with the other hand, drank a sip of tea, and pointed and directed the Qingzhuang who came up to put the stone and wood in a designated place to pile it up.

‘As sure, it’s so good to be an official…’

Then, when I thought of books, which made me feel tingling, I quickly threw this idea out of my mind, "This path is a person in the practice of cultivation, how can I be greedy for secular power... unlike some people."

Sun Yingxian held the teacup, took a sip of hot tea, squinted his eyes comfortably, and looked back at the attic behind him.

'But it's good to follow someone and enjoy wealth.'

On the other side, several floors of attic stand, the sun shines into the open window lattice, the light dust is flying, and on the purple wood bed, Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes slightly, felt a little pain, and woke up with his forehead covered.

Hiss ~~~

His body was heavy and he woke up a little, and when he saw Qiyou's limbs wrapped around him, he slept soundly, stuffing the wooden pillow into the movement in her arms, holding the pillow and rubbing his pretty face on it.

Lu Liangsheng sat down on the edge of the bed, put on his shoes, and stretched his waist, and looked at the desk. The toad Taoist's head was wrapped in several circles of bandages, a frog webbing, and the other webbing supported his chin, sitting on the book with anger in the sun.

Feeling the movement, he opened the slightly swollen toad eyes and narrowed into a slit. Lu Liangsheng looked at him and was stunned for a moment. Didn’t he beat him? Why did the master look like this?

The book cleverly clamped his sleeves, sat at the table, and spoke tentatively.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Hmph..." The Toad Taoist hangs the frog webbing, squints his apprentice, snors, and turns his face away: "Nothing."

Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment, and his master's reaction made him even more confused. He wouldn't have hurt his master after he fell into a coma?

It shouldn't be like this...

Thinking silently, the toad Taoist over there didn't hear the disciple's concern for a while, he hurriedly turned around again.

"You should continue to ask your teacher!"

"Uh... Master, didn't you say it's okay?"

Hearing these words, the toad almost stood up excitedly, and slightly raised the hanging frog webbing, "Do you think your teacher looks like he is okay?"

The scholar looked at the excited master in front of him with a chuckle, then quickly followed his words and asked:

"What's wrong with Master's injury?"

The room was a little quieter. As the sound of the woman grinding her teeth on the couch, the Toad Taoist calmed down and stretched out her short legs, sat back, hummed, and glanced at the bed.
Chapter completed!