Jiji~~ Jiji~~

The birds singing break the tranquility of the morning. The autumn sun shines on the swaying branches, reflecting the mottled window lattices. On the bed with vines intertwined, green leaves sway in the wind.

Amid the sound of roaring, Lu Liangsheng walked out of the door yawning. At the same time, there was a toad standing on the window frame. The master and apprentice raised their arms and stretched their waists.

Under the eaves, Hong Lian blew the small stove beside him, waiting for squatting beside the water tank and one toad to wash up. He opened the lid of the pot, smelled the rising fragrance, scooped the food and put it on the stone table that was once used as Tuoer, Sui'an and Yuanfeng, and called out twice: "Young Master is having dinner."

"Master Toad has eaten."

"Here you come!"

Taoist Toad climbed on the stone bench and stepped on his legs and climbed up hard. Hong Lian handed over the bowl. When he turned around, he saw Lu Liangsheng sitting under the eaves to comb his hair, pursed his lips and smiled, got up and floated over the wooden comb.

"It's better to come."

Release the bun again, comb the delicate little hands one by one, and pinch them neatly on the palm of your hand. When you stroke the next strand, a few strands of white hair hidden inside appear.

Hong Lian held the wooden comb and his hands shook.

"Young Master, your hair..."

The toad on the other side was holding Dada and digging the food and looked at it, and picked the rice grains and threw them on the ground, allowing the white hen who was staring at him to peck at him.

"It's not in the way."

The scholar under the eaves just smiled and asked Honglian to continue combing. He almost got up and tied a scarf while talking to Honglian and his master:

"I won't eat breakfast. I'll go around and see the spirit gathering array." After saying hello, he went down the mountain without waiting for the woman and the toad to eat.

The morning light shone gently with the withered yellow branches and leaves. Lujia Village at the foot of the mountain had already appeared noisy. The villagers carried farm tools and took their families to work in the fields.

Lu Liangsheng came to the village in the morning breeze, and the houses were still the same? Many new houses were built around the edge? They were completely connected with Beicun.

Standing outside the door and window of the private school, watching the children reading inside. They turned to the courtyard at home? The four scholars also got up early to do their homework.

Walking in the sight of others in the fields, squatting to the clear river? Holding up the clear water and drinking it, looking at the bright sunshine? The familiar and hardworking figures under the sunshine? The depression in my heart is a little relieved.

Unfortunately, my parents are not here.

Soon, I walked to Xiaoquan Mountain to see Rouge and the little mermaid who was swimming around in the waterfall pool. I stabilized my eyes? I went elsewhere? It seemed that I had to finish everything I could do.

For several days, I almost walked all over the corners of Qixia Mountain, and renovated the spirit gathering array. Then I went to the thatched house where I first met Pudu Cihang? The ruins that collapsed and burned now are connected to the ground by wind and rain? Many weeds, small beasts and insects have grown there.

It seems like a sign of it.

How many days have passed? Lu Liangsheng suddenly fell ill. Among the practitioners of Taoism? Is it hard to believe? I lost a lot of weight all over? Lying on the bed and dying, my magic power was exhausted overnight, and the mountains, seas, and the stars attached to him became dim.

The Toad Taoist and Hong Lian were so scared that they kept losing their magic power from time to time to nourish his body. During this period, four scholars have also come here, but unfortunately they didn't see Lu Liangsheng. They came to say goodbye. Since they have returned here, they also want to go home to see if they are still the same.

As time passed by little by little, the dead leaves all over the mountain fell, Lu Liangsheng could also get off the bed and walk around, and gradually returned to his original appearance. His magic power, cultivation, and the mountains, seas and stars came out one by one, which made the toad Taoist dumbfounded and couldn't understand what was going on.

However, the scholar had more gray hair.

"Master Toad, what's going on with him?"

The autumn wind became colder and colder. Hong Lian stood in the thatched cottage, looking worriedly at Lu Liangsheng, wearing thin green clothes by the cliff, sitting cross-legged under the pine tree. She had heard the experience of the group returning from the Western world, and also heard the battle with the four generals of the Demon Family at the sea, but why did it look like this? She felt a little distressed for no reason.

"I don't know that after he retrieved the Kongtong Seal from Guixu, he became mysterious and mysterious. He didn't tell me what happened inside."

Taoist Toad touched the fish whiskers at the corner of his mouth, and finally stood up in peace, jumped off the stone table, and walked over with double webbeds.

"Liangsheng, what's going on with you recently? Is it related to Na Guixu?"

Under the pine tree with branches and leaves slightly shaking, Lu Liangsheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sea of ​​clouds tumbling in the mountains in the distance, with a smile on his face.

"Master, you remember that you once told Liangsheng that all living beings in the world can enter the Tao. As the sky flies, you may have spiritual consciousness. The carved stonemason will also gain insights from the statue..."

"Is there any? Why don't I remember it?"

Taoist Toad was stunned for a moment, sat down next to his apprentice, rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and said, "At that time, my teacher made it up to make you learn magic."

On the side, Lu Liangsheng didn't care and looked at the sky with deep eyes.

"But after walking out of the village, I have watched the pursuit of people around me, such as Pudu Cihang, soaring in the sky to transform into dragons, and using any means, such as my husband Shuhua, who pursues the sufferings of the people, and spares his life. There are also Chen Fu, Yang Su, and Zhou Rong, all kinds of things, with different thoughts in my heart, but I saw something from them. Things that I couldn't explain clearly seemed to be hidden in my heart, and it was like heaven..."

Taoist Toad looked up at the sky. The thick clouds covered the sunlight and looked gloomy. He shook his head and got up to leave. He couldn't tell his disciple anyway.

‘It’s a serious illness and gray hair, it makes me look like an old man…’

This was like a flash of lightning flashing through his mind, and his walking figure suddenly froze. He looked at the scholar who had closed his eyes in a complicated way and slowly walked back to the courtyard.

"Master Toad, have you asked?" Hong Lian came up and asked straightforwardly.

Alas~~

Taoist Toad stood on the stone table, holding his webbed eyes and squinted his eyes. The figure under the old tree in the lonely cliff shook his head.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, and life towards death..."

He whispered.

...........

The sky became dark, and the scholar sitting there was still motionless. Then, at dawn, a pine leaf fell on his shoulders and mixed on his head with white hair. Hong Lian swept away the needles on his body. Looking at his pretty face, there were gradually a little wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

As autumn passed, the motionless figure was already covered with dust and dead leaves.

In the bleak world, soon a snowflake fell. The crowds of people in Chang'an were surging in winter. People who were busy for a year had time to accompany their relatives to buy New Year's goods. Lu Laoshi walked back and forth in front of his wife in a fashionable manner. When he had time, he sat down, followed his son's appearance, spread out paper, and drew several frames of different appearances.

The burning charcoal brought warmth. Lu Xiaoxian was wearing a bloated dress and sat on a soft chair specially made by Taoist, embroidered with a pair of small and exquisite tiger hats. When he occasionally raised his eyes, he looked outside. The serious Taoist looked sucking his cold red nose, and teaching a group of half-year-old children with his hands in his arms. He turned around to meet his wife's gaze and picked his chin proudly. The next second, his feet slipped, and almost fell down, which made Xiaoxian chuckle and glared back.

In another wooden building, Li Jinhua rushed out of the door with a spoon, chased the boy Mingyue who was holding a pig, and shouted, "Dinner!!"

The sound was heard outside the viewing. In the sound of the horn of "Huha", the bare-spoken men, eight big men, led their children and a group of older disciples, ran around the Furong Pool. When they heard the call, they led the team back to the mountain gate in an orderly manner.

On the other end of the city, the snow-white haired Wang Chengen was full of energy. He bid farewell to Yuwen Mansion and held the flag "Don't Ask Gods" and decided to travel all over the world.

The winter sunset spreads, reflecting the red wind and snow.

The Qixia Mountain was already covered with white areas. The toad Taoist wrapped in a thick quilt and slept soundly in the bookshelf compartment. The sob wind and snow blew across the window frame and rushed off the cliff. The pale hair and beard shaking slightly in the wind and frost flowers were formed.

Hong Lian held an oil-paper umbrella and stepped on the snow, covering her figure and head, looking at the old face stained with snowflakes, took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped it for him, sat down next to her, looked at the wind and snow in the mountains, and said something.

Time passes, winter snow melts away, no longer cold, flowing water stains moisturize the soil, and the dry forests in the mountains and the tender greens are drawn out, and it is another spring.

Taoist Toad woke up, looked at his hunched apprentice, ran to the mountains to catch some wild game, lying in the donkey's arms and grilling while eating. It was a loneliness that he had never experienced before.

When I returned to the courtyard, I couldn't see the yelling woman quarreling with the real-life man, nor did I have the bull-nosed little Taoist priest reading a book in a slutty manner.

The sound of the chicken crowed softly, and pecked behind him. Opposite was a hen with his head tilted, digging the ground and making a cry.

Back in the room where I used to live, I took out the hidden pills from under the bed, packed them, jumped off the hen's back, and walked to Qixia Mountain.

The sun is flying, spring goes and autumn comes, and the mountains are green and green, and soon, it is covered with snow again, and then it melts, year after year.
Chapter completed!