The sun sets on the horizon for the last of its days.

Lu Liangsheng and Yang Guang glanced at each other, stepped forward to help the battle-hardened old man up, and didn't know what to say for a while, thinking that the conversation just now had been heard by him, but it was really difficult to turn a living person into a ghost to go to the underworld.

"National teacher, don't be entangled, everything is my will. ”

The old man looked at the emperor opposite, then looked at Lu Liangsheng in front of him, and turned his eyes to a group of children playing excitedly in the square, "Just now the old minister left, he was finally relieved, and turned back, and when he heard His Majesty talking to the national teacher, he thought, the old minister can't be useless, there is always someone to do something that others can't do, if the city is broken, the home is gone, the old minister is not waiting for death when he lies on the couch, and he is not waiting for death, and he is not like that, not the same as the yin Cao, call the old ministry to do it again!"

Lu Liangsheng pursed his lips: "Han Zhuguo is not afraid?"

"Haha, you're old, what are you afraid of?" Han Baohu straightened his back and leaned back slightly, stroked his beard and laughed, "Instead of not being able to lift a gun, riding a horse, and living for a few more years, it is better to be a fairy addict." Your Majesty, the old minister has lived enough, if you want to count the Chinese martial arts, only the old minister will echo it, if the first emperor is still here, he will never hesitate so much, so as not to delay the fighter!"

The laughter slowly stopped, and he watched the emperor pouting his lips, his beard fluttering in the wind, clenching his fists heavily, his eyes were firm and bowing, and his words were powerful.

"I hope Your Majesty will play. ”

Yang Guang was silent for a moment? Walk slowly? Hold the old man's fist and look at the surrounding glow? Pursed her lips and nodded? He sniffed hard, and his face was solemn.

"I ..... That's it!"

He looked at the old man's side: "National teacher." ”

Lu Liangsheng tightened his teeth? How many times did your cheeks bulge and turn your back? Watching children chasing each other? Lu Panba, who was talking with his waist crossed, took a while before he nodded and squeezed out a little voice.

"Han Joo-kook? Tonight? So I came to the house and went back..... Settle your family. ”

Changing to someone else, the hairs stood up, and the old man behind him heard these words, and turned around half a circle? Hands down, laughter rang out.

Hahaha –

"Your Majesty? National teacher, the old minister will go back first to prepare for the future!"

A turn? Push away the guards who came to support you, and strode to the mountain gate below? Laughter? Echoing in this sunset? Lu Liangsheng raised his hand and bowed to the empty forest, straightened up, and sighed: "Your Majesty, having such an old minister in the court is the cornerstone of the family and the country. ”

Yang Guang didn't answer, just nodded.

Soon, the night fell, after dinner in Guanzhong, Lu Liangsheng sat in the room silently alone, in the flickering candlelight, took out a blank scroll and spread it on the desk, the tip of the pen was dipped in ink, and the large and small lanterns rose on the paper outlining the bazaar.

The tip of the pen dots the building, and then falls to the street, the floor tiles of the street shoot extend, drawing the figure of the person, the robe, the footsteps, the red and white, the thin smoke around it, outlining the outline of the two columns, the tip of the pen turns, the sedan chair is raised, and the wooden sign in the hand of the patrol in front is held high, embellished with the 'living avoidance'.

"In any case, it should be grand. ”

After the painting was finished, it was already midday, the night breeze blew in through the crack in the window, Lu Liangsheng put down the brush, blew a fresh air towards the painting, the wet ink soaked into the paper and dried up, put away the painting scroll, then turned around and pushed the door out, everyone in the building knew what he was going to do, but watched Lu Liangsheng walk outside from a distance and disappear into the night.

Wangwang~~~

Woof~~

The night wind ran through the long street, a thin layer of white mist appeared on the ground, and the distant streets and alleys could faintly hear the barking of dogs and the crying of babies.

The fog shook, turned the street in front of him, a rush came, the lantern in his hand shook twice, the flickering candlelight range, a vague figure flashed past him, hurriedly turned his head to look, the street behind him, empty not even a ghost, mouth hurriedly muttered "I didn't see anything." "Don't blame the indecency. "The road is facing the sky, and each side ......"

Far away from the long street behind him, the footsteps of people gradually eased down in front of a courtyard wall, Lu Liangsheng looked at the mansion in front, the white paper lanterns with the word 'lay' were hung at the two corners of the eaves, and above the red mansion door, the door plaque was also hung with white silk, and there were bursts of crying inside.

From time to time, the old man scolded him.

"What are you crying about, the old man is dying!" "I really shouldn't tell you this, the old man can't survive it in a few years, and it's not the same to die." ”

"Alas, you ...... Cry, cry, just in advance. ”

Beyond the front yard, in the main hall of the backyard, Han Baohu touched the shroud on his body, sat on the stool, and scolded to the side from time to time, the mourning hall in the house has been arranged, and there is a dark coffin in the middle, a pair of white ash dripping with wax oil illuminates the old people, children and relatives gathered around, and one by one knelt on the ground wearing linen and filial piety and cried endlessly.

In the afternoon, everything was fine, as soon as the old man came back, he said that he was going to die tonight, and asked them to hurry up and prepare for the funeral in the house, everyone was shocked at first, and then thought that some old people could premonition their own death, probably thought that the old man was the same, so he hung a white cloth up and down the house, and then asked only to know that someone else told him, and suddenly someone stopped doing it, and cried so that the old man had such an idea.

"Dad, whoever told you, his son will beat him, how can anyone think of his own death like this. ”

Han Shige cried and burned the paper money: "If you really leave, how will our brothers live." ”

"Big brother is right, Dad, people in the world wish they could live longer, but you are good, looking forward to your death. Han Zhao, the second son who was kneeling on the other side, wiped his tears and poked his brother next to him with his elbow, "Burn less, my father is not dead yet." ”

The old man over there snorted, crossed his arms, and sat upright on the low stool at the end of the coffin, looking out at the courtyard outside at night, and the daughter-in-law, two younger brothers, and a large group of relatives kneeling outside.

"Father, someone will come to pick me up tonight, and after I leave, you don't have to worry about everything in the family, Your Majesty will not shorten the family. ”

In the crying crowd outside, the woman who looked like a daughter-in-law raised her face and wiped her tears: "Whoever dares to take his father-in-law away, we will beat him!"

A group of people chimed in, and some voices shouted.

"That's right, my brother has been fighting for a lifetime, and he only wants to be blessed in a few years, and he is about to die, and he won't do anything!"

......

Outside the mansion, Lu Liangsheng clearly heard the conversation of the people inside, sighed, unfolded the painting scroll in his hand, fluttered across the night sky, the painting on it lit up, and the moment it fell to the ground, the suona gong suddenly sounded on the long street.

The two little guys standing at the door of the mansion heard the sound of suona in the middle of the night, and hurriedly turned their heads, and in the white fog of the street, a team carried a large sedan chair to blow the suona and beat the gong, wearing a uniform red robe and pointed white hats, and spread from the end of the street.

Such a strange scene frightened the two little guys at the door who ran into the mansion and quickly closed the door of the mansion, and Lu Liangsheng, who was standing in the mist outside, spread out the Kongtong seal, pinched the law to the center of the eyebrows and then scratched the lips.

Han ..... Capture...... Tiger!"

A gust of wind blew the plaque of the 'Han Mansion', the white silk stroking, the lanterns creaked and swayed, and in the mansion, the servants who were screaming in panic caused some confusion, ran to the main hall of the backyard, saw that there were many people, and felt much more at ease, and pointed out to the people over there with a frightened cry.

"Here, there's something coming outside!"

Inside and outside the noisy main hall, there was an instant silence, and the servant sorted out his words, and shouted vigorously: "A strange procession, dressed in red and white, blowing and beating, is coming towards the mansion in a blink of an eye. ”

'Han Baohu~~'

At this time, only the old man sitting in the hall could hear the voice ethereal outside.

'The god of hell, the king of Yama, return to the throne-'

Hahaha!!

Hearing this, the old man on the low stool suddenly burst out laughing, which made the sons, daughters-in-law, and brothers who had gathered outside talk and talk in surprise.

"Haha..... The national teacher came to pick me up, the old man was born to be the Shangzhu Kingdom, and died to be the king of Yama, hahaha......"

Han Baohu sat on the stool and stroked his beard and laughed loudly, and one of his brothers outside turned back to his nephew and said, "Your father is afraid that he was not frightened by the servant's words just now." ”

"Let's go, let's go out and have a look, so that my father can not be suspicious and live with a relaxed heart!"

Han Zhao pulled his brother Han Shige, and the timid female dependents didn't dare to stay here, so they ran out, called the servants to open the door of the mansion and rushed outside, the sound of the suona gong became clear, ringing in their ears, and they saw that a team not far away had gone to the other side of the street, and everyone was immediately relieved.

"It seems that it was just passing by, and the servant was really making a fuss. ”

However, as she spoke, one of the women suddenly screamed in fright, jumped and jumped on the spot with her head in her hands, and pointed to the strange team that had passed.

"Daddy..... I saw my father-in-law..... In a palanquin. ”

Han Zhao and Han Shige were stunned, their eyes followed the direction pointed by the woman, and in the team that blew the suona, in the swaying sedan chair, the sedan curtain was lifted, and an old man poked his head out and waved at them with a smile, as if saying goodbye.

In the blink of an eye, it gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"It's broken!"

Han Shige reacted, turned around and ran home, and the rest of the people hurriedly followed, rushing all the way to the backyard, the uncle who was still guarding there asked them what kind of words they were outside, the two brothers didn't speak, they came directly to the door in front of the hall, and called softly: "Dad?" slowly approached, stretched out his finger to probe his nose, and suddenly withdrew it.

Then, with a bang, Qi Qi knelt on the ground, the candle lit up inside, and Han Baohu sat on the stool, motionless, and had passed away for a long time.

Soon, howling and crying resounded through the mansion, and the mist gradually cleared down the long street.