Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The dripping rain, like cow's hair, like a fine needle, with a coolness, hit the face, shoulders, and fell into the neck.

When the cold wind blows, the whole body is cold.

On the long street road, there are few pedestrians.

Li Huaiguang carried a sword box on his back, stepped on clogs, and held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, walking slowly in the rain, enjoying the silence of this moment.

A Taoist boy who followed beside him couldn't help the chill and leaned towards him.

Within a few feet of Li Huaiguang's side, there was a stream of sun and heating that could not be swirled, making the boy warm all over, squinting his eyes comfortably, just like a cat lying in front of the stove to warm up in winter, the whole person was lazy, and he didn't want to move at all.

After walking along the avenue for a while, the clogs stepped on the slippery brick and stone pavement, and the sound of "da, da, da" came far away.

I saw a mansion in the distance.

The blue tile and white wall, the big house of Zhumen, and the two tall stone lions at the door are quite magnificent.

"Uncle Shi, this is the Lin family in the county, and the person you are looking for is here."

Li Huaiguang raised his head and stared for a moment, his eyes were shining, and a strange light flashed in his pupils.

After dozens of breaths, he nodded, handed the paper umbrella in his hand to the boy, and instructed:

"I thanked your master for me, and said that I, Li Huaiguang, accepted his favor, so you go back and be careful on the road."

The boy was a little reluctant to leave the stove, and his little face couldn't hide his thoughts.

Looking funny, Li Huaiguang took out a small piece of cloud cake from his sleeve, uncovered the paper wrapped on it, stuffed it into his mouth, patted his little head again, and scolded with a smile:

"Don't go back to Puhuaguan soon, I missed the morning class for a while, beware of your master hitting your palm!"

This boy took a bite of the cloud cake, his mouth was full of sweetness, and when he heard the threat of beating his palm, he suddenly felt a faint pain in the palm of his left hand and the back of his hand, and ran away with an umbrella.

Li Huaiguang watched him leave.

Pu Huaguan is less than a mile away from here, and it is an official road to and fro, and this Dao Tong is wearing a standard Taoist robe, but he is not worried about safety.

Take a few steps forward, press the door knocker, and gently buckle it a few times.

Then a porter came out from within, saw his robe, and asked:

"Who is the Taoist?"

Li Huaiguang said:

"From Pu Huaguan."

But he didn't mention his name and surname, only said Park Huaguan.

Pu Huaguan is somewhat famous in Heiseong County, and the famous Taoist books of children are usually here.

As soon as he said it, it suddenly dawned on the porter:

"I came to find a few young masters?"

Li Huaiguang shook his head and vetoed in a deep voice:

"The Taoist books do not belong to the provincial government, and the children are registered as Taoist books, and the county government has sent people to Guanzhong to record their names, and there is no need to go in person."

"I'm visiting Lin Zhengyang this time."

"It turned out to be Xunyang Shao, you just in time, Yang Shao has not gone out to visit friends today."

The porter invited Li Huaiguang to the side, and then called an errand boy and ordered:

"Hurry up and tell Yang Shao, Pu Huaguanli is really here!."

When he heard the news, Lin Zhengyang was playing slow boxing in his small courtyard.

A set of boxing techniques is beaten down, activating the meridians, combing the qi and blood, and the whole body feels warm.

During the county examination, he was greatly out of the limelight, and since then, various invitations have been in an endless stream.

Out of the desire to make friends with future colleagues, and because he doesn't want to become an outlier, he occasionally goes to banquets, all of which are children who he thinks have some potential in the future, and even show talents.

As they came and went, the fame spread.

In the final analysis, the so-called poetry clubs, literary clubs, etc., are just places for scholars to socialize and become famous.

Touting each other is also what it should mean.

If not, if those so-called talents and celebrities are all dedicated to studying at home, where does the so-called fame come from, and how many people know?

Lin Zhengyang doesn't attach importance to this, but he can't stand the need for others to do this, but whenever he is present at the literary meeting, the overall grade has been raised a lot.

Originally, he expected to go to the world of strange things, and then go to a certain world of immortals with manifest luck, but considering that the local Taoist temple might come to visit him due to previous events in the near future, he deliberately postponed it for half a month.

Because it takes some time to digest the spiritual energy accumulated in the body, there are often such visions, and the Taoist temple will not come to the door immediately.

Count the time, and now it's time to send someone to the door.

Sending people to the door, roughly to confirm the cultivation, if it has been condensed into the yin god, but also to report to the county government, the court will recognize the "cultivators of the wonderful people", and at the same time issue due treatment, rewards.

Of course, there is no need to participate in the follow-up imperial examinations in this way, unless you really have the intention of pursuing a career.

It's a pity that there have always been very few people who do this.

After all, this world is not a world where luck manifests, even if you become a Taoist official, you can't rely on official qi to cultivate, but you will delay your own cultivation because of all kinds of general affairs, even if the court has all kinds of elixirs to supplement, it can't compare to a single word.

"Pu Huaguan is here, please wait for him in the guest room, and I will go to see him after I change my clothes."

The subordinate received the order and departed.

Lin Zhengyang changed into civilian clothes, pulled up his long hair, simply combed his hair in a bun, and tied it with a bamboo hairpin.

"It's too casual."

Xiao Ai saw it behind him and felt dissatisfied.

"It's okay, that person is my disciple, he won't mind."

The distance was so close, Lin Zhengyang had already felt a similar qi, and with just a little contact, he understood a lot.

This is a legacy left back then, and it can be regarded as an idle move.

The person who holds the talisman has already made a legal contract with him, and now he can find it here, which means that he has the tacit approval of his own body.

Although I didn't know before, but once I came into contact, many situations and memories emerged out of thin air, and all kinds of arrangements here, in the past 20,000 years, this vein system has been inherited bit by bit, and all kinds of difficulties and obstacles during the period have emerged from my heart one by one, as if I had seen it in person.

By this point, I almost understood the ins and outs.

Xiao Ai held a small bottle of blue and white porcelain, with a few daffodils in bloom, and placed it in the corner of the desk.

Looking back again, he noticed that Lin Zhengyang's qi was churning, and he was a little better than before.

Lin Zhengyang stimulated some spiritual power that was accumulated in the small meridians around his body and was difficult to use, and made a person who had just become a yin god, and then sorted out his appearance and went to meet the guests.

Turn right when you go out, follow the brick and stone road, and meet Li Huaiguang in a heated living room.

When they met for the first time, the two talismans in Li Huaiguang's sleeves suddenly vibrated and heated, reminding him.

"Sure enough, it's the patriarch's body!"

His heart suddenly settled down, and Li Huaiguang immediately thought of another thing:

"Don't involve the reincarnation of the patriarch with that heart and softness, this matter still needs to be shirked······ Otherwise, if you become a Taoist couple, then when the patriarch returns, won't it mess up the ethical generation? ”

In a hurry, Li Huaiguang's face did not change, and he took the lead:

"Li Huaiguang of this way, from Puhuaguan, specially asked Your Excellency for this matter."