Chapter 202 Farming Warms Home

The last remnant of red fell from the mountain, the sky and the earth were immersed in darkness, the speckled lights were lit up in the mountain village, the dogs barked and coughed, the morning glory in the small courtyard of the fence was stroked, the old couple who were eating in the stove room, and the girl heard a neck bell.

Opening the door of the stove room, looking out faintly, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey into the courtyard, and saw the family members who leaned out half of their bodies at the door of the stove room, let go of the reins, and laughed.

"Do you have my share?"

Li Jinhua, Lu Laoshi, and Lu Xiaoxian, who leaned out of the door, opened their mouths slightly with chopsticks in their hands, nodded in unison, and then reacted, and the woman said 'ouch' and hurriedly ran out.

"Liangsheng, why did you come back at this time, it was so dark at night, and you weren't afraid of falling, come into the house, come into the house, there is still food in the pot. ”

The old donkey ran over and arched the woman's hand, and when he saw Li Jinhua raise his hand, the hooves that came over did not stop, and hurriedly turned away from the donkey's head, and ran into the donkey shed without squinting, and chewed the grass slowly on the ground.

"And there is no rice in this way... Mother... Whew... Run me to death. ”

The Taoist leaned against the fence and limped over, Li Jinhua looked at him, pulled his son and asked quietly.

"What is Daochang Sun doing?"

"It's okay, he didn't think he was in good health, and he ran all the way back from Riverdale County. ”

Lu Liangsheng smiled and looked back at the Taoist, pulled his mother back to the stove room, there were a few small dishes on the table, the rice was definitely not enough, the woman wiped the cauldron, Hong Lian came in from outside to help light the fire, the Taoist grabbed the board, picked up the kitchen knife and picked his chin at Lu Xiaoxian, who was serving the bowl on the side, and chopped up the dishes with a clatter.

"Brother, what did you do when you went to the capital? Come back in the dark at this time?" Lu Xiaoxian ignored the Taoist, put down his chopsticks and looked at the brother who was in front of him.

The Taoist who was chopping vegetables laughed, and waved his hand to shake off the water stains on his hand.

"Xiaoxian, you don't know, what happened that day, there is a big demon in the capital, this way is all the spells, and the other brother even gave the emperor ......"

In the afterglow, the two lines of sight glared fiercely, the Taoist's words suddenly stopped, and Hong Lian withdrew her cold gaze and looked at the stunned Li Jinhua opposite.

"Auntie, don't listen to this bull-nosed little Taoist nonsense. ”

On one side, Lu Liangsheng kneaded the dough, squeezed out a lump of lumps from the tiger's mouth, patted it flat in the palm of his hand, handed it to his mother, and smiled when he saw the woman's suspicious gaze.

"Actually, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to get some relics back from my teacher..."

These are all perfunctory words, and it is not enough to say that he ran to fight a big monster, and by the way, he scared the emperor to death.

Of course, it wasn't that he was scared to death, that day he stepped on Pudu Cihang and fell from the sky, who knew that Chen Shubao would be there, pushing all the way over, and it was estimated that other people would end up like this.

made a pasted noodle cake, made do with the side dishes on the table to deal with dinner, let the Taoist continue to brag in the stove room, Lu Liangsheng served the broth, half of the dough cake walked through the eaves, back to the room, the fire was lit in the wick, illuminating the house.

On the bed, the sleeping toad Dao man, smelling the aroma, stopped his undulating belly, opened his toad eyes, sat up, and quickly climbed onto the table.

"Finally, I don't have to sleep in the open, I can have a hot meal. ”

The toad snorted along the edge of the bowl and took a bite of the hot soup, took a bite of the dough cake, and sat down comfortably against a few books, its satisfied flippers stretched out.

"Master took his time. ”

Lu Liangsheng will go to the bookshelf, hang the red picture scroll on the wall, brush off the dust of the books, and place the four treasures in the study, adding the smell of books.

After cleaning up for a while, he went over to take the moon haze in his hand, walked to the bed, pulled it out, and faintly sounded the low groan of 'uh....'.

The quaint sword body rattled and clicked, the carved lines stretched out, and the clear moon exposed by the clouds seemed to move under the moon.

The aura of the sword body is much more abundant than when he was on the way before, and sure enough, after having the sword spirit, the Moon Hazy Sword can cultivate the spiritual essence on its own, Lu Liangsheng is a little different from other cultivators, and he is not thinking about the power of the spirit sword, but thinking more, or some academic problems.

What is the upper limit of the spiritual aggregate, will attaching the last two spiritual aggregates to it cause damage to the current moon haze or the spiritual consciousness inside, after independent consciousness, will it run away by itself, and will it suddenly become the second Pudu Cihang......

In the midst of his thoughts, the sound of the undrawn Moon Hazy Sword sounded.

"Master, you take a closer look..."

Suddenly, he said that he was going to the toad Taoist who was eating cakes and drinking soup over there.

"Mighty toad, do you need a smaller cake? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it... By the way, what about the white hen?

"Master, the painting of the female ghost sister, it is better to frame it. ”

"Old toad, that soup bowl is a little deep..."

On the table, the toad's head was swollen, and he broke the dough cake, picked up the cigarette stick, jumped off the bed, and took a puff of anger.

"His mother's... As a teacher, I regret helping you refine it. If you were an old man, you would have beaten it to a pulp with a single web, and your spiritual sense would have been swallowed in one gulp. ”

"Toad toad, soft belly ......"

Yue Hao hummed a little song in Lu Liangsheng's hand, and the scholar was also a little nerve-wracking, in addition to having spiritual sense, this guy also wrote down all the pictures he had experienced, no wonder he knew so much.

Holding the hilt of the sword and pushing it, Yuehao suddenly groaned 'ah!', inserted it into the sheath, and was thrown to the bookshelf by Lu Liangsheng, still shaking in the shelf.

"Master, do you think that this scabbard is a little unworthy of me, have you considered changing a scabbard for me?

“... It is best to be wider, tighter on both sides, and dotted with some gold and jade seals...... Oops... Don't cover it!"

A piece of silk cloth was covered, and only then did the chatter stop.

Lu Liangsheng breathed a sigh of relief, the buzzing in his ears finally stopped, moved the lamp, and flipped through the book in front of the window lattice.

The toad Taoist hugged his flippers on the futon and looked at the back of his apprentice.

"This month, the hazy sword was simply lost, and he didn't stop talking about it, and the words were still fucking...... Cheap!"

With the window slightly open, the scholar raised his face and looked at the night sky outside the gap, the stars spread out a Milky Way across the sky, and he shook his head with a smile amid the sound of insects.

"Master, this is a spirit sword after all, what a pity to lose it. ”

Inside the bookshelf covered with white cloth, the voice of the moon hazy buzzed: "This Dharma Master agrees!"

"Shut up!"

The toad Taoist threw the cigarette stick over, and when there was a sound, over there, Lu Liangsheng in front of the desk turned a page and softly picked up the previous words.

“.... It's a pity to lose it, and if you say more, you will be punished to stay at the top of the mountain. ”

Inside the silk cloth, the moon sword suddenly became quiet, and soon after, the Taoist yawned and jumped on the roof, lay on the roof and turned up a new pair of cloth shoes in his hand in the moonlight, quickly threw the broken hole on his foot aside, put it on his foot again, and raised it in the moonlight.

The rustling of the old trees in the courtyard was soft, and in the dark window lattice, Lu Laoshi's snoring sound came out, which provoked Li Jinhua to hit her husband with her hand, and the voice was a little quieter.

The window lattice with lights is on, the room is warm and bright, and on the bed, the toad Taoist covers his belly with a small blanket, and sleeps heavily, and one flipper is exposed.

Hong Lian brewed hot tea and walked softly, put it in the scholar's hand, stepped back to the side, and watched quietly with her chin propped up.

Books were piled up, fingertips turned over the pages, Lu Liangsheng took a sip of tea, looked at the woman in the light on the side, looked at each other and smiled, and continued to turn the book.

It's been a long time since he's read like this.

The night was deep, far away to Fushui County, a hundred miles away in Hegu County, and the gate with crossed white stripes in the city was gently closed.

In the cold moonlight, a woman led a child who was about to be three years old and walked down the stone steps slowly, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, looking back at the white lantern hanging under the eaves, pursing her lips and taking a deep breath, scraping away the tears on her cheeks, holding the child's hand, and walking towards the long street in the middle of the night.

On the misty streets, pigtailed children look up at their mothers beside them.

"Mother... Where are we going?"

Bang Bang Bang...

The sound of the watch passed from a distance, and Rouge squeezed out a little smile and touched his son's bun.

"Mingyue, my mother took me to a place, there are high mountains, and there are people who are virtuous in the mountains!"

The child didn't quite understand, but probably understood a little, and nodded.

"Good!"

Bang...

Bang...

The watchman with a lantern in the collar of his neck came from a distance, and originally saw a mother and son approaching him, and wanted to go up to ask, but in the blink of an eye, both of them disappeared into the mist.

"Ouch hey......"

Frightened, his face turned pale, and he quickly knocked on the hammer and ran away.