Spring goes to summer, and the annoying cicadas sound.

Pedestrians on the official road, in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an, noisy carriages and human voices went to the roadside tea shop, the voices of the people were boiling and noisy, the rangers carried weapons and smashed the tea bowls, and there were also travelers and traders from the three mountains and five mountains to rest and enjoy the coolness, and when they heard the broken sound, they hurriedly looked at the fragments of the ground, and the rangers over there argued with the fat monks, and continued to talk.

“..... You have only come to Chang'an now, if you come two days earlier, it will be a big drama to watch. ”

"What's wrong, what's going on in the city?"

"Hey, you don't know, Your Majesty has sealed a national teacher today. ”

......

The two people who spoke attracted the curiosity of the neighboring tables, and the ranger who had a dispute there took a sip of tea and drove the monk away, and the fat monk looked at the fragments on the ground, took out a few copper coins from his arms and put them in the hands of the guys, smiled and chanted, and walked out of the tea shop.

The official road extends past the city wall, and outside the wide open city gate, a long line of human figures stretches to the ancient city tower in front of them, men, women and children, carrying baskets or poorly dressed, and leading children to be examined by the soldiers in the procession.

The news about the sealing of the national division two days ago and the worship of the heavens spread, and there were not a few people who rushed to Chang'an to see the excitement, counting the merchants who entered and exited the city gate on weekdays, and the degree of strict investigation was much higher than in the past.

The place where the news of the tea shops and restaurants in the city gathered, it was even more mysterious to compile the matter of the Furong Pond spell sacrifice to the sky that day, adding oil and vinegar to make a more mysterious story, and repeatedly told it to the tea guests and wine guests, and it was full for two days in a row.

"Your Majesty is the king of the Holy Ming today, and he took over the world from the hands of the former Emperor of the Dynasty, which swept the eight wildernesses, was invincible, and loved the people like children, so that the poor people could have enough to eat......"

It is the opening practice of every storyteller to praise the current emperor first.

“...... Later, I heard that there is a great sage in the world, surnamed Lu, a good person, so I personally went to ask him to go out of the mountain to help, just like the late Eastern Han Dynasty that Liu Xuande, Corporal Lixian, not afraid of the wind and rain and the cold to look at the thatched house, before the great sage was invited, you must know who this Lu Guoshi is? Then there is something to say, it is rumored that the Southern Dynasty tribute, Chen Dynasty faint Jun has eyes and does not know, the palace test actually asked him to do tricks, that Lu Lang was extremely disappointed, and in a fit of anger smashed the faint king Jinluan Palace, you must know, this is not an ordinary person can do it, that Lu Lang has to be taught by a master of the mystical spell, calling the wind and rain, moving mountains and seas omnipotently, and reading the books of the sage, under the tutelage of the Southern Chen Daru Uncle Hua Gong, that is really to raise your hand to turn the sun, moon and stars, hold a pen can write thousands of chapters......."

When the story is told from the mouth of the storyteller, it must have whetted the taste of the listener, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to urge.

"And then, let's get on! Come, man, give a tip!"

Hearing the generous words, the storyteller snapped and screamed.

"Speaking of that Lu Lang, but the people of Qixia Mountain, more than ten years old, the appearance is even more handsome and extraordinary, that is a hundred years of Nanchen is difficult to produce a handsome talent, but it is a pity that the faint king does not know people, and the joke is light, so Xianyun Yehe came to my Da Sui, and now His Majesty is acquainted, so he is worshiped as the national teacher of the dynasty...... Speaking of the big sacrifice two days ago, some of you didn't know, but the old man was not far away that day, and I saw the national teacher waving his arm, the sky and clouds changed, thunder and lightning were combined, and in the hibiscus pool, the water waves were churning one after another, as if there was a dragon stirring in it......"

On the street across the street, pedestrians were disturbing and shouting, children were chasing and fighting, and the adult with a basket next to him scolded, turned around and continued to get together with familiar neighbors and friends, and most of the mouths were born with visions that day, after all, the matter of sealing the national teacher had never heard of it at all.

“...... Ouch, I was at the house of Sister-in-law Li and her cousin Lao Wang next door, and he was sitting in Quchifang, very close to the river, and the thunderous ears were buzzing, so scared that I almost couldn't get up when I sat on the ground. ”

"There was thunder and lightning that day, I also saw it, but fortunately it was far away, I heard that it was the national teacher of His Majesty who was doing it?"

"Isn't it..... It's on the top of the platform on the edge of the hibiscus pool, and it's tall. ”

Opposite the woman who spoke, another woman in a cloth dress frowned slightly.

"Hey, by the way, I just remembered, what are you doing at Sister-in-law Li's cousin's house next door? ”

"I ..... I ....."

Not far away, the chasing and noisy children screamed "ouch", the woman turned around, the two children sat on the ground, rubbing their heads, and there was a fat monk wearing a yellow monk's robe on the side.

Hurriedly ran over to help the child up, and slapped him on the buttocks: "Tell you not to run, and don't apologize to the master!"

"I ..... Buddha compassion, compassion. ”

The fat monk looked at the child with tears in his eyes and bowed to the woman.

"Yes, poor monk, hurry up, the road, just collide with ......"

"I didn't fall, I apologize to the master for not falling. ”

Before he could finish his stammering words, the woman patted the child off the dust, said no to the fat monk, and did not go over to the neighbors on the street, but pulled away.

The monk shook his head, shook the big copper ring on his ears, walked through the noisy long street with the Dharma seal, occasionally asked passers-by, got directions, and came to the place called Furong Pond according to the direction of inquiry.

The monk turned his gaze, the city wall in the distance stretched, a hill that did not belong here, the forest was verdant, surrounded by a little cloud mist, the mountain gate could be seen towering, and on the newly carved stone tablet next to it, there were three inscriptions in red - Wanshou Guan.

......

Knowing the ......

Zhizhi –

The noonday sun shone through the forest temple, and the summer cicadas that had shed their heavy shells climbed on the trees, hissing one after another.

The toad Taoist returned the little yellow duck to the lake duck flock near noon, came back with double flippers, sat on the small chaise longue, listened to the cicadas, yawned, set up the little short legs, shook the hanging flippers, hummed a little tune in his mouth, picked up the newly written recipe and looked at it.

On the square of the pool not far away, the eight big men "drink!" and "ha!" practiced the formation, their bare arms reflecting a layer of greasy luster, and when they saw the Taoist coming back from outside, they shouted for him to compare.

Lao Sun, who walked by, waved his hand over there and gestured to the things he was carrying, thinking of the greedy toad, the scholar Lu Da, who had been locked up in the room for the past two days, and buried himself in the book, still got some game to make up for him.

"Little Taoist, what did you bring back with you to eat?"

On the small recliner at the door, the toad Taoist pressed the recipe, revealing the bean-sized toad eyes, walked into the eaves of the Taoist, lifted the mottled black mark of the game in his hand and shook it.

"On the way back, I wasted two thunder talismans in this way, and stewed a pot of sauerkraut and duck soup for you at night......"

Toad Daoman: "......."

Staring at the two wild ducks tied together, already dead, the toad's head was swollen, and he dropped the recipe and jumped up, hitting the Taoist knee with a wave of his web.

"The old man only sent the duckling back in the morning, and you will catch its parents in the afternoon?"

Lao Sun hurriedly carried the two ducks and took a step back to avoid them.

"Hey, old toad, you're being unreasonable!"

Over there, the toad Taoist lifted his webs, looked serious, and squeezed out: "He is his mother!"

"Hey, you're still scolding me?" The Taoist also snorted at the other party: "Don't think that if your apprentice becomes a national teacher, this Dao will not dare to fight back." ”

The toad bowed his head slightly, and repeated: "His mother!"

"Don't you !! dare to be the way!" the Taoist dropped the two wild ducks, lifted up his wide sleeves, crossed his waist, and scolded back at the toad under the eaves opposite.

"I'm called Mother!!"

"His mother!"

"Mother Yuer, Bendao kindly caught two wild ducks and made sauerkraut duck soup for you to eat, and kindly became a donkey's liver and lungs!!"

Nearby, the old donkey beside the grass of the creeping lamp seat shook his ears, dragged the reins and looked up, and the Taoist waved his robe sleeves sideways.

"Look at what, eat your grass!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud voice was heard in the distance..... And stammering.

"Haha, ha...... Sun Dao, friends and donkeys, more energetic, ah. ”

On the stone steps of the mountain gate, the fat-headed and big-eared Fajing monk, dressed in a monk's robe, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, walked away with his palms together, and bowed to Sun Yingxian, the old donkey, and the toad Taoist.

Looking at the towering pavilion, the sound is loud.

"Lu Dao, friend, poor monk Fajing asks to see!"

The sound came to the top of the attic, behind the slightly open window lattice, the desk was full of classics and bamboo slips, the incense burner in the room was full of smoke, and a young man dressed in a robe of the stars, sun and moon, put down the books, waved his sleeves and pushed open the window, looking at the huge figure standing below.

Lu Liangsheng hooked his lips, turned around and walked down the attic,

On the white rock-paved square, the shade of the trees swayed on the ground with the wind blowing, and the monk standing in front of the attic saw the figure come out and bowed again.

"Lu Daoyou, Fajing, no, I can catch up, on, yours, the National Teacher's University, Dian, take a look at you, demeanor. ”

"Master Fajing, don't be polite. ”

The sky shines through the eaves, falling on the figure that walks out, Lu Liangsheng supports him, smiling, looking over the monk, looking at the sky, there is a red drag light that only he can see, as if hovering in the blue summer sky.

Now that he has become a national teacher, it is time to do something for the safety of the world......

In the wind, the cicadas hissed annoyably at the beginning of summer.