The skirt yarn set off a yin wind, the people turned over on their backs, and the babbling words sounded among the cardamom villains, and the team was quickly formed, and the figure on the back of the pony pulled out his weapon.

Keep an eye on the steps of the desk as you walk around.

As soon as the arm was raised, the tip of the sword pointed out: "Huh, ......."

Like the sound of mosquitoes, the pony galloped up with its hooves, the chariots behind followed closely with a shake of the reins, and hundreds of small soldiers the size of beans ran wildly with weapons and flags.

Beyond the screen, through the bed, like a sprinkling of peas, rolling across the smooth ground,

...... Boom!

Boom.....

"Mosquitoes so early?"

In front of the desk, Lu Liangsheng put down the book, looked around, turned around and walked to the bookshelf, and the little man who rushed to him raised his head and fell down, like a mountain covering the top, obscuring his vision.

Only had time to "....." With a final thud, the huge soles fell.

There was an imperceptible 'snapping' sound.

After a moment, the soles of the shoes were raised, and walking to the bookshelf not far away, a group of cardamom villains who were charging over, looking at the puddle of rotten meat on the ground, were devastated, turned around, and shouted for their companions to evacuate.

In the direction of retreat, the sunlight casts on the mottled floor, and the dark purple figure coiled into a lump closes his eyes, enjoying this leisure time.

The old man is really getting more and more lazy..... looking at the old days, how majestic he was......

However, the people here have improved their cultivation, so it's no wonder that some people have taken a fancy to this place.

It's a pity that the old man's demon pill hasn't been repaired yet, so it's not very useful, but it tastes good.....

Occasionally, in my sleep, I can more or less have the dream of coming back, standing on the top of the mountain like the clouds, galloping and staring, looking at the expressions of those monks who dare not step forward, I can't help but twitch the corners of my mouth and laugh.

Then, opening his mouth and yawning.

Boom.....

A group of pea-sized figures spread across the ground, and in the panic retreating, a fishy wind blew, and the villains turned around, and the dark mouth that suddenly appeared closed down, and more than a thousand villains seemed to have been gnawed away from a gap.

The toad in the spot opened its eyes and smacked its lips.

"The old man seems to have eaten something..... huh?!"

The eyeballs flickered, and a group of villains in front of them ran in panic, like rats that couldn't find a hole, hitting walls everywhere, and the corners of the toad's mouth cracked, revealing a smile, "Haha..... there are so many here." ”

Immediately, he stretched out his long tongue, rolled up the gourd hanging at the end of the bed and held it in his arms, laughed, ran on the ground with his little short legs, kept curling his tongue, rolled the little man into the web, and stuffed it into the gourd.

Lu Liangsheng, who took a piece of ink and was about to grind it, looked back, and saw the toad Daoist holding the big gourd, opening his mouth excitedly, dragging his long tongue on the outside of the corner of his mouth and swinging backwards, and got under the bed in the blink of an eye.

"Where is Master going, so happy?"

Lu Liangsheng put down the ink block, walked to the bedside with some curiosity, bent down and was about to look, when suddenly a voice in the courtyard shouted respectfully: "Master Lu, it's time to eat, the master is waiting for you in the front yard." ”

"Childe, you go to dinner, just clean up the room. Over there, Nie Honglian also folded a few scholar's robes and put them in the closet, turned around, Lu Liangsheng lit three sticks of incense, inserted them in front of her scroll, and said with a smile: "Eat together." ”

Hong Lian pursed her lips and smiled, blessed him, and stood in the shadows to see the scholar out of the house.

The servant standing in the courtyard was the little guy who led the way for Lu Liangsheng last night, it was obviously a hot day, there was always a cold chill in the courtyard on this side, and the wind that blew from time to time was a little cold, and he couldn't help but shiver when he remembered that under the feet he was standing on, it was the old woman who sprayed water and turned into a puddle of clear water.

"A master is a master..... you can live in this kind of place at will. ”

muttering a few words, the door on the stone steps opened, and when he saw the familiar scholar come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and nodded and followed behind.

"Master Lu, lunch has been prepared, and Madame has come over. ”

Lu Liangsheng waved the sleeves of his robe lightly and walked in front, with a smile on his face, probably understanding what it meant.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, and you don't need to be so troublesome. ”

"How can it be a gesture, last night Childe drew casually, and the ink line flew up, if I hadn't seen a lot of information and had some guts, I couldn't have been scared and paralyzed....."

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, the words of greeting are always comfortable, and the words of the little guy are naturally pleasing and annoying.

All the way to the front yard living room, sure enough, a table of sumptuous dishes was prepared, and there was a woman beside the old man to accompany him.

Not to mention the grace of saving her life, just expelling the old woman who sprayed water outside her daughter's room was already her great grace, Lu Liangsheng naturally would not really let the woman kowtow and thank her, put her hands in a false position, and said some comforting words, and Mrs. Zhou left.

The remaining old and young people actually don't talk much, first, the age is more or less a generation gap, and the other is that Lu Liangsheng is pregnant with spells, the old man has some concerns when he speaks, and finally has to lead the topic to his daughter Zhou Rong's condition.

"Old Zhou, the torture that Ling Yan was subjected to was actually the work of a kind of spirit who was forced to be anxious to drill his ears, and he kept talking in Ling Yan's head day and night....."

"Little man?"

Zhou Yao lowered his chopsticks, and suddenly thought of the book he gave to Lu Liangsheng before: "This kind of spirit, I have talked about it in the "Atlas of Mountains and Seas" that Yu Liangsheng gave to me yesterday...... I didn't expect it to be there. ”

Is that book written?

The scholar opposite the old man was a little excited, he still had little experience in this area, and he came out to catch the exam, and reading more books also meant accumulating, and he still kept calm on his face, and talked with the old man, but he couldn't sit still.

"It seems that Liangsheng hasn't read that book yet. ”

Although he was curious about the scholar's strange skills, the other party was still an eighteen-year-old young man after all, and his experience was too shallow, even if there was no emotion on his face, the look in his eyes could not avoid the old man's observation.

After looking at the scholar for a while, Zhou Yao still spoke: "Liangsheng, although the spell is good, don't let go of your studies, and when this matter is over, you have to work harder." ”

On the other side, Lu Liangsheng did not shy away from it, and nodded calmly.

"Okay, the person behind the curtain should be here tonight, and after dealing with this matter, Liangsheng should study diligently. ”

After chatting for a while, after eating, Lu Liangsheng walked through the shade of the dappled light in the courtyard in one breath, returned to the side yard, found the mountain and sea atlas, patted it in his hand with a smile, and walked to the eaves outside.

Turning sideways towards the house, he waved his wide sleeves, and a chair and a low table flew out, just landed where the sun was shining, and walked out with tea.

Know.... Know.....

Know.....

The cool breeze blew, the branches and leaves hanging over the courtyard wall swayed gently, the summer cicadas lay on the shaking treetops and hissed one after another, and in the distance dog shed, the big black dog lay on the ground, squinting, and yawned.

The scholar wore a green robe, held the scroll, savored the bizarre scenes, monsters and beasts on it, and soon, he set up the painting scroll, grinded the ink, and dropped the tip of the pen through the description in the book, occasionally stretched out his hand, took the tea brewed next to him, and took a sip.

It's like a picture.