“...... What is good is good, what is good is what I am ....... People have no gaps, demons don't do it themselves, I treat the people with kindness ......"

The autumn wind blows off the yellow leaves and floats to the pool, silently causing a circle of ripples, on the side of the boulder engraved with the word "longevity", a young scholar with a scarf on his head, holding a scroll, whispering and whispering past the children sitting on the futon, with a gentle voice: "...... The only way to stand a person is to be virtuous......"

Sitting on the futon, the children in small robes opened their mouths slightly, listening with doubts on their faces, and few could understand the words, and after a while, Lu Liangsheng rolled up the book and tapped on the head of the child who was secretly dozing, which immediately caused the children around him to laugh.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, listen more to it in the future, and when you grow up, you will naturally understand. ”

Lu Liangsheng was not angry, but with a smile, he reached out and rubbed the child who was knocked again, "...... It won't be useless to learn this, okay, today I'm done with my schoolwork, put the mat away, put it back in its place, and then wait here for the eight masters to come and teach you some physical things. ”

The children nodded hesitantly, and when they saw the gentleman leaving, they cheered and picked up the futon and galloped to the attic on the right.

Lu Liangsheng looked back at them, couldn't help laughing, brought these children into the view, did not set too many rules, and did not follow those famous factions to get some heads, elders and other things, he just wanted to teach some children, so that these orphans without their fathers and mothers have the ability to be around, but before that, read more books on virtue, fill their minds, save learning magic, and go outside in the future, but it is for evil, then it will really slap himself.

After half a month of getting along, most of these orphans who lost their parents are relatively precocious and sensible, even if they don't understand the truth in the book he taught, they will listen quietly, as long as they keep it in mind, they will spread more or less subtly in the future, as a guideline for going outside, don't worry about giving birth to too many incidents.

It can even give these children the next generation, the same ideological education, don't worry about going down the evil road, of course, this is only what Lu Liangsheng expects, if it is really at that time, no one can say.

"Lao Lu, it seems that listening to your great reasoning, it is still not as popular as Bendao and your eight uncles. ”

The Taoist squatted under the shade of the tree, followed by the toad Taoist lying on the small recliner and together, his eyes were blue and black looking at the scholar who came over with a scroll, touched the tip of his beard, and said with a smile: "Last time, this Tao gave them a method of painting and showing demons, and now these children still remember, seeing this way, a master is long, a master is short, and the heart of the Tao is comfortable, hehe!"

On the small recliner, the toad opened his eyes, turned his face, looked at Sun Yingxian with a smile and squeezed his eyes into a slit, and snorted: "...... Your eyes don't hurt anymore? What kind of painting and demon tricks, it wasn't that the black pig beat it lightly. ”

"I want you to take care of it!

One person and one toad disagreed and fought again, Sun Yingxian said that the painting of the demon was just from the books left by the deceased master to find out some magic that could be used without mana, but there was no demon around to show him, so he had to find the pig Gangguana, the result was self-defeating, in front of a group of children, the old pig showed its original form, that night, it was blocked by the pig and beaten in the room.......

Lu Liangsheng looked at the two of them staring at each other, shook his head, and took Mingyue back to the attic where he lived.

Here, Hong Lian, who was dressed in a white dress, was looking at the painting of the horses galloping back and forth on the screen, and when the scholar came in, he greeted him and took the scroll with one hand, turned around and handed over the tea that had already been prepared, and with a smile, he watched Lu Liangsheng drink the tea.

"Childe, are you done today, how did they learn?"

"I don't understand. Lu Liangsheng put down the tea bowl, sat on the stool, looked at the arrangements written on the paper, with a smile in his eyes, and thought that he was in a good mood.

"But it's not in a hurry, it's still young, and it may not be successful in the future. ”

"However, the concubine still looks at them very well. Hong Lian looked at the pool outside, and followed Lu Pan and the eight people to exercise their limbs and nourish their breath, "Childe, you see, one of them is more serious than the other, it is not good for Childe to teach." ”

Lu Liangsheng, who was looking at the content on the paper, was slightly stunned for a moment, "Really?" However, when he caught a glimpse of the pear vortex faintly hooked at the corner of Hong Lian's mouth, how could he not see anything, and his fingers dotted again and again: "Hong Lian has also learned to tease?"

Honglian stuck out the tip of her tongue and made a grimace: "Childe only knows." As he spoke, the white skirt swirled, and with a smile he turned around and floated to the screen, and got into the painting of the event, riding on a brown and yellow horse and raising his whip.

The scholar retracted his gaze, sat on the stool, and looked back at the group of villains who followed Lu Pan and the eight people in the autumn sun, 'Drink!', and raised the corners of his eyebrows.

"Is it really that there is a problem with my teachings? Forget it, let's change it later, let these children get acquainted with this place first, well, before going to Suliu and Liuzhou, take them to know the concept of understanding, otherwise when they leave, they don't know what will happen." ”

In the afternoon, Lu Liangsheng gathered these more than 200 children, walked around the Wanshou Temple, told them the origin of this Taoist temple, and heard the words "Holy Fire Mingzun", "Purple Mountain Temple", and "Included in the Painting", but did not react much, but felt magical and listened to it as a story.

But later, when Sun Yingxian told them about demons, he was interested, and his ears were about to stand up.

"Evil things are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but when you look at the surrounding environment, such as trees, soil, water, and living beings, these four things are difficult to deceive......

Among these children, some hesitantly raised their little arms: "Master Sun, what ...... That...... Where's the sun-basking toad over there?"

Sun Yingxian glanced at the toad who was turning over on the small recliner, "That old toad, you have to call it Master!"

On the recliner, the toad who was basking in the sun seemed to hear the words coming, and hurriedly turned over and sat down, coughing dryly, and looking at the group of children who came over with serious eyes.

I heard a respectful voice, "Hello Master!"

The toad nodded solemnly, waved his webbing at them, waited for them to leave, put his tightened belly back to its original state, yawned lazily, and continued to lie down on the chaise longue and fall asleep.

Then, the Taoist took the group of children to the eaves, and pointed to an old donkey that was sleeping not far away, "This is the mount of your national teacher, don't look at it as a donkey, it will become, have you ever seen the unicorn in the painting?" ”

A group of children shook their heads.

Lao Sun smacked his lips and simply snapped his fingers at the old donkey: "Come, show them a face, and put some electricity on it." ”

Under the eaves, the old donkey lazily opened his eyes, saw that it was a Taoist, closed it again, and on the bald skin, 'crackled' twice, popped up a little electric spark, and didn't bother to pay attention to it.

'This old donkey..... the Taoist was embarrassed, and he opened his throat and roared into the building: "Scholar Lu, you come by yourself, you can't do it!"

However, in response to him, a pretty face came out from behind the closed window lattice above, which frightened a group of children to scream and shrink into a ball, ghosts, sometimes more scary than demons, after all, this is what the old man of the village often talks about.

Hong Lian poked out her head and sighed: "Daochang Sun, the son is writing, and he will travel far away to Suliu and Liuzhou in a while." ”

"So fast?"

The Taoist scratched his bun, looked back at the children, and beckoned: "Let's go, this Dao will show you something more exciting." ”

Many children suspiciously followed, and when they saw the furnishings in the hall, the moving screens, and the glowing porcelain bottles, they exclaimed "wow" one after another.

Walking through the hall to the stone staircase that leads to the underground, a group of children confronted the rumored youkai for the first time before they could recover from the outside.

Looking at Zhu Erniang, who was hanging on the dome and half human and half spider spitting silk threads and waving eight legs, pulling countless spider silks in all directions, the compound eyes on the handsome face blinked, and the timid children rolled their eyes, and fainted directly without saying a word, and the others were no better, pulling the Taoist robes to hide behind, or squeezing each other, covering their eyes and burying their heads in the face of each other.

"What are you afraid of! Open your eyes to Bendao!" Sun Yingxian woke up the youngest child, and lifted his collar above his head, "See clearly, this is the spider spirit, you should call her Erniang in the future, and the robes and shoes you wear are what she knits for you." ”

More than 200 children crowded the basement, looking at the spider silk around them, as well as the shoes and socks formed in the spider spirit's hands, the little hands subconsciously wiped off the silky and warm robes on their bodies, although they were still very afraid, but after all, they still dared to take a few more looks.

After that, out of the basement, I wanted to call the pig to come out and let the orphans know each other, but unfortunately the old pig rushed to Xifeng Building to take charge of the spoon and did not come back.

Lu Liangsheng arranged this way, probably to avoid some children who couldn't stand their curiosity, when he and the Taoist left, while Lu Pan and the others slipped into the basement without paying attention and were scared, instead of letting them see it clearly, so as not to be curious, but also have an intuitive understanding of monsters.

........

The sky was sinking in the west, and it was gradually becoming gloomy.

After seeing the more than 200 children of Wanshouguan being taken away by Lu Pan, in the attic, the Taoist wiped a magic sword to wipe off his back, counted the yellow talismans and put them in the cloth bag, and saw Lu Liangsheng pack his bags, come out with the bookshelf, and put it on the back of the old donkey, so he followed out the door, pinched the knuckles hard, and sounded a series of 'click' bone sounds.

"When the time comes, let Ben Dao beat that old dragon a few more times!"

"Whatever you want. ”

Lu Liangsheng put the picture scroll, sat on the back of the donkey, and still walked slowly from the old donkey to the mountain gate below, in the shaking bookshelf, the toad Taoist drooped his eyes, looking at the street scene in front of him in confusion, as if drowsiness had come again.

Hum~~~

The old donkey neighed excitedly, stepped on its hooves high, and carried the scholar leisurely through the long street of disturbance and shouting, heading south.