The morning light pushed away the black silhouette and spread over the rolling hills, wrapping Lujia Village at the foot of the mountain into a sheet of gold.

Oh oh....oh ......oh -

The rooster raised the big red meat crown and crowed highly, breaking the silence of the morning, and in the small fenced courtyard, the toad Taoist stood on the window lattice and stretched lazily, and began to twist his bulging waist.

In the courtyard, the old gray hen ran out of the chicken coop, pecked at the shaved paws on the ground, and clucked from time to time to stare at the writhing toad on the windowsill.

Li Jinhua yawned, walked into the stove, the stove was steaming, the food was cooked, with a smile on her face, she went to light the incense candle on the nearby big table, and pushed open the door of her son's room.

"Get up!"

shouted to Lu Liangsheng, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in the quilt, inserted incense into the incense burner under the picture scroll, and bowed with his palms together.

"Hong Lian, you're having breakfast too. ”

"Got it, auntie. ”

On the picture scroll, the beauty blinked her eyes, got off the swing in the ink posture, and bowed to the woman, Li Jinhua nodded again and again with a smile, and she was not surprised by the toad on the window lattice.

The son is a cultivator, there are ghosts, and it is not uncommon to have a strange toad, I heard the older generation in the village say, the person who cultivates the Tao and cultivates immortals, where is there not one or two followers around.

'This toad is probably Liangsheng's little follower......

The woman thought about it, walked to the window lattice, suddenly reached out and twisted up the clothes of the toad who was still twisting her waist, and looked at the toad with bulging eyes.

"It's not unusual, but you should be able to understand human speech. ”

Immediately, throw it into the vegetable garden.

"Toad, catch the worms in the field!"

The flower hen twisted her neck, spread her wings and cooed, and the toad looked at the woman who was leaving, and the corners of her mouth twitched, and she held her chin and let the hen peck lightly on her back.

Lifting the web, he pushed away the beak that pecked his head: "Isn't the old man ..... his mother just training his waist, quack." ”

The morning sun rose, the two doors opened, Lu Liangsheng and Lu Xiaoxian stretched their waists together, walked to the water tank, and the Taoist on the roof yawned and flew down, picked up their respective water bowls, dipped them with thin branches, wrapped them in their mouths and brushed them back and forth dozens of times.

Took a sip of water and wrapped it in his mouth.

"Gollum~~"

Ho!

Tween-

The three faces were face down, spit out, swing the bowl and put it aside, in the house, Nie Honglian put on the painted skin, and walked out with a smile, the three of them and a ghost sat down around the stove together with Lu Laoshi, who had just gotten up and went to the thatched house, crowded together, talking about what he saw and heard outside, Sun Yingxian pinched the chopsticks and gestured.

“...... Hey, that day from the Lu family, this road rushed all the way to the north without stopping, and met Zuo Zhengyang in the capital again, it was the head catcher who came to our village last time, he is now amazing, he is mixed in the capital, and he is sitting in the official of the imperial city Qianwei, and the uncle ......"

The Taoist subconsciously closed his mouth and bypassed the name: "...... out of the capital, guess what? When I met a fat monk, my uncle and aunt may not know that the monk had a fateful friendship with Ben Dao and Lao Lu, that is, he stammered and was driven out of the temple, and he told Ben Dao Lao Lu to go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty...... Then he went away again, and you see, his shoes were worn out. ”

As he spoke, he moved back with the stool, cocked his feet, and let everyone see, looking for Lu Liangsheng all the way, he really hadn't rested much, Lu Xiaoxian pursed his lips, and still said:

"In two days, I'll give you a pair. ”

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry. The Taoist rubbed his hands, sat back in front of the stove, stretched out his fingers and gestured: "It's better to take two pairs of ......."

The chopsticks knocked over, and Li Jinhua glared at him: "I can't stop you when I eat." ”

Then he glanced at the woman who was holding a bowl and putting the rice grains in her mouth and nose to smell it, as if she sensed the woman's gaze, and she also raised her face, her cheeks were swirling, and she responded with a chuckle.

This made Li Jinhua's head feel a little big, and he gently kicked his son with his foot to lower his voice.

"Liangsheng, this miscellaneous matter, go out, why does this red girl seem to be looking at it?"

"Oh?"

Lu Liangsheng seemed to be thinking about something, and when he heard what his mother asked, he reacted, put a chopstick of pickled vegetables into a bowl, took a mouthful, chewed and said:

"On the way to the Northern Zhou, except for a painted skin ghost......"

There is nothing to hide, just like telling the story of the strange ambitions of the mountains and fields, and he told the story of meeting Wang Chongwen when he bought paintings on the streets of Shunyuan County, and Lu Laoshi, who listened honestly, widened his eyes and forgot to eat.

"Oh, there are so many ghosts out there, so will we have ghosts here too?"

On the side, the Taoist patted his chest and hugged Lu Laoshi's shoulder with a big grin.

"Don't worry, there is this way, no matter whether he is a male ghost or a female ghost, he will not come, I will clean it up. ”

Hong Lian rolled her eyes and coughed dryly, causing Lu Xiaoxian to cover her mouth and snicker.

After a lively breakfast, Lu Liangsheng asked his parents and sister not to go out in a hurry, brought something for them, and watched his brother push the door into the house, Lu Xiaoxian quietly pulled the corner of Li Jinhua's clothes.

"Mother, what gift do you say my brother will give us? Will it be a beautiful dress?"

"You can do those things yourself, what are you going to do, I just don't know what your brother is doing with this money, and when he goes to the Northland, he still has to sell paintings for a living. ”

After chatting before, I knew that Lu Liangsheng was living on the street selling calligraphy and paintings because he had no money, and he was quite distressed, so he complained a few words to him during the banquet.

As he spoke, in the open door, the toad Taoist looked stunned as the purple gold and black-veined gourd fell in the hands of the apprentice, and two pale red pills rolled out of it.

In a hurry, he lifted his flippers, padded his toes, smacked his lips and couldn't help but open his mouth.

"It's not much, it's not much, just three grains...... And most of it is made for bibimbap, don't make a mistake!"

"Got it, Master. ”

Lu Liangsheng has long been familiar with how to use this gourd, but unfortunately it is the natal magic weapon of the Toad Daoist, he can't control it, so he has to use it as an ordinary magic weapon to store some pills, looking at the three pills in his palm, he went out of the room.

"Father, mother, and Xiao Xian, take these three pills. ”

The three of them looked at each other, guessing what Liangsheng would give them, but they didn't expect it to be three pills, Lu Xiaoxian reacted the fastest, took one from his brother's hand and sniffed it.

"Brother, is this pill your fairy treasure?"

"Well, it can prolong life, I dare not say that you are immortal, and let you live to be more than a hundred years old, but there is no problem. ”

Hearing their son's words, Li Jinhua and Lu Laoshi suddenly held the medicine in one hand, and they didn't know whether to swallow it or not.

You must know that even the emperor may not be able to get this thing of longevity and longevity, and if it is put in the hands of ordinary people like them in poor rural areas, it is similar to holding coals.

"Liangsheng, isn't this appropriate......" Lu Laoshi swallowed gently, looked at the immortal medicine in his hand, and then looked at his wife, frowning bitterly, not daring to put it in his mouth.

Lu Liangsheng smiled, reached out and took the medicine in his hand, and quickly put it in his mouth, the pill melted in his mouth, but it didn't give him a chance to react.

"This ..... eaten here?" Lu Laoshi put his fingers into his mouth and touched it, and swallowed his saliva again, except for the fragrance in his mouth, he couldn't feel anything.

"It smells so good!"

Over there, Lu Xiaoxian also ate it in one bite, anyway, it was given by her brother, and she didn't steal or rob, but she didn't care about it like her parents, and when she shook her two pigtails and closed her eyes and took a deep breath and said a word, Li Jinhua next to her slapped her with her hand.

"Girls be reserved, be careful not to find your in-laws!"

That is, looking at the pill in his hand, his husband and daughter have eaten it, and he can't lag behind, right? Slowly put it in his mouth, a fragrant coolness rose from his mouth and nose, and a soothing breath quickly spread all over his body, as if the flesh under the skin was gently wriggling.

The effect of the medicine will not be stimulated all at once, and the three of them naturally have not changed much at the moment.

Li Jinhua came back to her senses, saw her husband and daughter staring at her, her old face turned red, she waved her hand at them, and said as she walked to the stove:

"Alright...... Okay, let's go our separate ways, so don't disturb the good life. ”

The father and daughter laughed and dispersed in the back, Xiao Xian went to the back of the house to pick up Chai He, and Lu Laoshi squatted in the donkey shed to watch the old donkey and his strong donkey think about something.

Outside, Lu Liangsheng took out the easel pen and ink from the house, walked up to the outside of the village in a white robe and walked to the outside of the village, walked up to Qixia Mountain, and sat down in front of the tomb of his teacher.

The sun shines down, the mountains are long, and the sea of clouds is surging.

Looking at this scene, the white-clothed scholar set up an easel, grinding the ink, and the wind blew, stroking the scarf.

The old pine next to it shook lightly, shaking the branches and leaves.