The morning sun rises and the clouds are in the forest, and the branches and leaves are gently swaying in the wind.

In the mottled treetops, the spotted sparrow shook off its feathers, leaped from the branches, spread its wings and flew into the sun, and in an instant, a stone struck and fell straight to the ground.

The Taoist ran with a yellow cloth bag, picked up the sparrows and a few in his pocket, squatted on the side of the road, and burned the bird feathers with a fire charm.

"Follow this way, but I can't be hungry for you, there seems to be a waterhole in front of you, get two more fish up!"

The old donkey shook his long ears, and in the swaying bookshelf behind him, the toad man pushed open the small door and poked his head out.

"Two is not enough, catch a few more. ”

"Got it, got it. Sun Yingxian put away the cloth bag, rubbed his hands in the grass, ran to the front excitedly, and disappeared at the end of the forest road in a blink of an eye.

In the jingle neck bell, behind the old donkey, Lu Liangsheng held two copies of "Mountains and Seas Atlas" while walking and reading, all the way through Huaiyi Prefecture and turned north, and did not encounter any strange and strange things, but everywhere you can see the people living and working in peace and contentment, the city is prosperous, it can be seen that in the next few years, the Chen Dynasty will be completely recovered, and the people's lives should not be too bad.

Yang Jian is a good emperor in the end, after the incident of praying for the Fire Sect, he took the time to go over and take a look, and if possible, draw a picture scroll of grand events for him, I don't know if I can add a piece of luck to this Sui Dynasty.

While reading books and walking, he was still thinking about other things, the muddy road in the forest under his feet was rugged, and he didn't stumble, thinking about Chang'an, a dog's tail stretched out from the grass next to him, and the woman's grinning voice teased Lu Liangsheng's face.

It is the tree demon in human form, taking off the veil, the appearance is delicate and beautiful, but the tree is sexless, sometimes the tree demon will also be strange, into the appearance of a man, once, the Taoist wanted to go up and get close, but how to know that the tree demon turned his head, it was Yan Chixia's face, frightened for two days in a row, depressed, to the boundary of Huaiyi Prefecture, only to get better.

Lu Liangsheng took the teasing dog's tail grass and tapped it on his smiling pretty forehead: "Why do those two fox demons call you grandma?"

"Because it's old, it's like this!"

The childlike sanity of a few years old made the thousand-year-old dryad quite cheerful, and his hands covered his face, and then he pulled it away, turning into an old woman, and even her black and high hair became completely white.

The slender body is slightly bowed, but it really has the appearance of an old dragon clock.

"Old demon, isn't it very powerful? I see that some people from Lanruo Temple are very fierce and scare the others, so I am very fierce in front of them, but not in front of the old demon. ”

Lu Liangsheng returned the dog's tail grass to her: "Why not?"

The black-dressed dryad danced on the grass, trotting happily to the front, her skirt spreading, her face turned and she smiled charmingly, but her tone was a little naughty.

"Because you're an old demon, I remember you! ”

In the sunshine, the old donkey gnawed the grass and walked leisurely in front, one person and one demon laughed and followed behind, in the bookshelf, the toad Taoist sat by the door with his legs, subconsciously touched the rope on his waist, knocked a few cigarette butts, re-lit, comfortably leaned on the gourd placed horizontally behind him, took a sip, lit up his bulging belly, and spit out smoke.

"The old man feels that if he continues like this, he will not know how to forge ahead, but he was close to the demon king back then, quack"

"Take another sip. ”

When I thought about it, I couldn't help but take another bite, and suddenly the voice of the Taoist came from the front.

"Eat here at noon!"

Lu Liangsheng stopped talking, took the tree demon for a while, came to the front of the old donkey, took the reins and walked out of the woods on both sides, the field of vision became broad, several lush small peaks stood in the distance, the direction of the past A raised terrain formed two halves of height, there was a mountain spring gurgling to the water pool five or six zhang below, the water surface was floating with leaves, and I got closer to see the dark green bottomless.

After putting the reins and taking the pots and bowls from the bookshelf, Lu Liangsheng asked the old donkey to go around by himself, and when he saw the Taoist who had broken the branches over there and was tying a thin thread on it, he couldn't help laughing:

"Why bother. ”

"And what can you do, draw?"

When the Taoist saw the scholar unfolding a blank painting scroll, he threw the branch in his hand to the ground, patted the dust and walked over: "You are more troublesome, if it weren't for the fact that Bendao didn't want to destroy the scenery here, a few palm thunders went down, and what kind of fish did you catch, Grandma Yu will get it for you." ”

"I also know that the scenery here is very good, and it is just because the fishing is also elegant. ”

Lu Liangsheng said with a smile, the tip of the pen in his hand was stained with ink and fell on the scroll, and the dryad couldn't help but poke his head over.

I saw that on the white paper, the green ink traveled with the tip of the pen, pulling out a long piece of ink, Lu Liangsheng pulled up the wide sleeve of the wrist holding the pen, shook it gently, and the ink embellishment made several links, and the ink bamboo pole had a prototype.

The wrist is rarely raised, and the tip of the pen is only left on the slightest, winding out a fishing line, and then sketching at the end of the line, and the hook is formed.

Lu Liangsheng put down the brush, flicked his cuffs up, reached out and grabbed it from above, and the ink-colored bamboo pole with the fishing line and hook magically came out of the painting, and the painting became blank again.

The Taoist hurriedly touched the paper, and his eyes revealed horror.

"When you arrive at Yuanying, can you draw fiction into reality?"

"It can only turn into some small things, dead things. Lu Liangsheng waved the fishing rod, and he could feel his mana condensed on it, "It's like this fishing rod, or some tables, chairs, and small stools." ”

Seeing the Taoist's burning eyes, he immediately understood what the other party wanted to say, waved his hand to push his face away, walked to the edge of the pool, brushed off the dust on a stone, and conjured up a bait to hang on the hook.

"Don't even think about it, painting a beauty, that's soulless. ”

"It's not interesting enough. The Taoist muttered and walked over to the stove.

The dryad grinned and crouched aside, "Then I'll show you." ”

Hearing this, Sun Yingxian hurriedly flashed aside, buried his face, and waved his hand again and again.

"Forget it, in case you suddenly become a bodhisattva, god or Buddha in the temple, I'm afraid that I will be killed by thunder."

After a while, the smoke of the cooking stove rose, and the tree demon was afraid of the fire, so he didn't say much to the Taoist, and ran to find the old donkey.

The sun was pouring, shining on this quiet old forest and deep pool, Lu Liangsheng held a fishing rod and pulled a small fish, and when he threw away the Taoist who was cooking in the back, he faintly heard a sound in the forest at the top of the terrain, as if someone was singing.

"After stepping over the mountain, there is that village, and the mother-in-law who has not passed the door looks at the sky and looks forward to the elder brother climbing the wall in the middle of the night"

Some meaty mountain songs came to this side with the sound of footsteps in the forest, and an old man with a few bundles of firewood on his back stopped his voice, and saw a young man in an apricot white robe fishing at the waterhole below, and his face was stunned for a moment, until the young man over there smiled at him and bowed his hand.

The scholar smiled gently, and was humble and polite, and Lao Su hurriedly learned the other party's etiquette and returned the courtesy.

The north is densely populated, and it is normal for people to have dwellings in the mountains, so Lu Liangsheng stuck his fishing rod into the cracks of the stones and walked up to a high place.

"Old man, it just so happens that I'm passing by here to raise the fire and cook rice, there is no firewood, why don't you carry a few bundles on your back and sell them to me?"

Seeing a few copper coins handed over, Lao Suo hesitated, but still bent down, took off the bundle of firewood and put it on the ground.

"If it's not enough, this boy will take another bundle. ”

"Enough, enough. ”

Handing the copper coin to the old man, Lu Liangsheng chatted with him for a few words, asked the place by the way, and asked He Lingzhou which way to go.

During the conversation, there was a soft sound of 'pop' in the pool, and the floating fishing line suddenly pulled down and tightened.

Yawning on the bookshelf, the toad basking in the sun glanced at it, and saw that the fishing rod was swaying from side to side in the crack of the stone, and when he saw that the apprentice was still talking to an old man, he muttered, and walked over with the frog flippers.

"Alas, you can't catch a single fish, and you have to come by the old man himself. ”

The frog webs hugged the fishing rod, and the fishing line connected to the water moved in all directions, and sank suddenly, and the toad Taoist just held the fishing rod, and felt a violent pull, staring at the eyes wide, and the short body and the fishing rod were planted in the pool together.

Hearing the voice, the Taoist turned his head, and the parallel line of sight could not see anything.

"Did you hear anything, old toad?"

Next to the bookshelf, there was no response.