Li Fuyao didn't stay in Jianshan for long, and after the last snow, he had to leave Jianshan, but before that, in the bamboo building, he made a hot pot.

His technique is not skilled, after all, before this, things like hot pot were all done by Chao Fengchen and Yujiao.

But now, these two have left the world.

So this hot pot can only be made by a guy who is not very good at it.

A hot pot, this time only five people gathered.

In addition to the two sword immortals, Li Fuyao and Chen Sheng, the other three are Zhao Dabao and Xu Yue, plus Liu Shan, who went up the mountain before.

Liu Shan practiced the sword and said, there were some twists and turns before, but after going up the mountain, there were no problems, and it was considered diligent, and among the disciples who went up the mountain at the same time in Jianshan, they were also the best, of course, this was also inseparable from Zhao Dabao's guidance.

After many years, when he saw this Mr. Li again, of course Liu Shan would not call Mr. Li again, but honestly called Li Jianxian.

Li Fuyao just nodded, he didn't say much else, and words like persuading people to be diligent are not appropriate to say now.

After sitting down, they just waited to eat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little special.

Too quiet.

This made Zhao Dabao not know what to say, but in the end, Chen Sheng spoke first, "The Bodhi tree on Lingshan doesn't say whether it can be saved, and the rest of the things are very difficult." ”

He is a man who understands and knows how uncertain there is about the so-called way of saving lives.

Li Fuyao was holding a piece of hairy belly, and after hearing this, he was silent for a moment and said, "Then go to the outside world." ”

In order to save Qinghuai, he can do anything, even if it is dangerous outside the world, he can go the same.

Chen Sheng stopped talking, as his master, even if he wasn't with him often, he also knew the character of his apprentice, as long as he decided on something, no one could persuade him.

Clipping back the hairy belly, Li Fu shook his mouth and chewed, his expression was extremely flat.

Zhao Dabao honestly scalded his duck intestines, this kind of thing, he, a guy who doesn't use his words, has nothing to say.

Xu Yue couldn't speak in front of these two sword immortals, so she didn't speak, but Liu Shan, who had washed the hidden fish sword of Chunan before going up the mountain, wanted to say a few words, but after being pulled by Zhao Dabao, he didn't speak.

There is some spring outside, and there is a lot of parting in the bamboo building.

Li Fuyao ate a piece of hairy belly, then a piece of lotus root, then a piece of yam, and finally a piece of duck blood.

Then he said: "The taste of the hot pot is not authentic, because it is not made by Mr. Chao, he is from Gyeongju Prefecture, and we are not." ”

The hot pot in Gyeongju Province naturally has to be made by people from Gyeongju Mansion to be considered authentic.

Chen Sheng didn't speak.

"Without Master, Jianshan will have something less. Li Fuyao looked at Chen Sheng, this was what he wanted to say.

Chen Sheng understood very well what this sentence meant.

He thought about it for a while, and then said: "You don't necessarily have to have someone from Gyeongju Mansion to make hot pot to be authentic, even if you are a foreigner, after staying in Gyeongju for a few days, you will be very good at making hot pot later." ”

Chen Sheng is rarely so serious.

Li Fuyao put down his chopsticks and sighed: "There are many people who make hot pot in the world, but I don't know anyone else, except for a few people including Mr. Chao." ”

These two people spoke, in the clouds, Zhao Dabao and Liu Shan were not very clear, but Xu Yue, who was delicate, knew one

Some.

But he only knew, and didn't say anything.

Chen Sheng didn't speak, just looked at Li Fuyao very seriously.

"When Master can, don't make a move, I will try my best to bear the burden. ”

After saying this, Li Fuyao stood up and walked outside.

Chen Sheng didn't get up, as if he was a little distracted, but in fact, it was easy to understand from Li Fuyao's point of view.

Almost all the people in this world who have something to do with him have left the world, whether it is Li's father and Li's mother, or Chao Fengchen and the three uncles, they have all gone away, Qinghuai is also the miserable appearance of today, if he is another monk, he may not care, but Chen Sheng knows that the current Li Fuyao is still a young man.

The blow was a bit too big for him.

Zhao Dabao shouted softly Master, pulling Chen Sheng's thoughts back, and then he stood up, walked to the front of the bamboo building, looked at the scenery of Jianshan, and then he looked up at the sky, and then smiled: "This burden is not carried by the master, you have to be an apprentice to carry it, do you think it's strange?"

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After leaving Jianshan, Li Fuyao went to Luoyang City.

If there is anyone he still cares about now, then Luoyang City will definitely be one of them.

In the late spring of March, Luoyang City is also a good season.

The successor Emperor Yanling received some criticism except for gathering troops to fight Liangxi, and at other times, he has always been the lord of the Holy Ming in the mouth of those civil and military ministers.

There are more and more monks in Luoyang City, Confucianism doesn't know why, and they don't do anything to Yanling, Yanling's national strength is thriving, and there is a peaceful scene.

Especially the national capital Luoyang.

Li Fuyao heard some rumors when he entered Luoyang City, probably about him, the sword immortal, and about the Dao seed, anyway, the two of them are basically inseparable in the secular rumors.

And except for one such thing.

The fact that Li Fuyao went to the demon land to kill the three big demons before had already made him taller among the secular people.

Although there has been no conflict between the demon race and the human race in the past 6,000 years, the matter between the two races has long been something that can be explained clearly in the past 6,000 years.

In addition to the things about these mountain monks, Li Fuyao also heard some other things, of course, they were all inconsequential things.

But there are still some of them that Li Fuyao also finds interesting.

For example, his niece Cheng Du is now known as a female painting saint in Luoyang City.

I don't know how many princes and nobles, as long as they can let her paint a picture, they can spend a lot of money.

It's just that although she is known as a saint of painting, but for the portrait of outsiders, it is also very rare, the previous time she entered the palace, she painted a picture for the concubine, which has already shocked the entire palace.

In addition to this painting, there are only a few paintings circulating in Luoyang City.

Among them, the one that has been copied the most is naturally Li Fuyao painted by Cheng Duan.

That Li Jianxian, many people have heard the name, but they have never seen it, and the portraits that have been circulated before dare not be considered to be Li Fuyao's true face, but Cheng Du is different, she is Li Jianxian's niece, so her portrait, everyone believes that it is that Li Jianxian.

Before Li Fuyao went to Cheng's Mansion, he also took a few looks, and found that it was really himself, so he could only change his face and buy a string of sugar gourds on the street corner, and then came to the backyard of Cheng's Mansion.

backyard

There are few people, it was already March, but I don't know how, I can't feel the slightest spring in it.

And there was a smell of medicine not far away.

Several doctors came out of the courtyard, and when they looked closely, they were still the imperial doctors in the palace.

Li Fuyao frowned, walked towards the courtyard, and bumped into an old woman on the way.

The old woman took two steps back, and when she looked up, she saw Li Fuyao's face.

Then after a moment, she knelt down towards Li Fuyao and shouted a few words to the Sword Immortal Master.

Li Fuyao snorted and asked, "How is your young lady?"

This old woman was in Cheng's Mansion at the beginning, and she has been thinking about it for decades, so she can be regarded as having seen Li Fuyao.

"Miss is terminally ill, and the imperial doctors are helpless, the sword fairy master ......"

The old woman's eyes were red, and she couldn't cry a little.

Li Fuyao was about to step into the house.

But the old woman stopped and said, "Miss said, if the Sword Immortal Master comes, please don't go to see her." ”

Li Fuyao looked at the old woman with the same expression.

He remembered a lot of things, probably about Cheng Dui, that this niece of his was the offspring of two monks, but she didn't want to practice, so she would grow old quickly and leave the world.

But before leaving the world, there was still some time, she could have lived a better life, but I don't know why, she didn't get married, and her favorite thing to do over the years was to paint.

So she has the title of a female painting saint.

Li Fuyao sighed and stood in front of the door, holding the string of sugar gourds in his hand.

What is the reason why Cheng Du didn't see him? Probably Li Fuyao can also think of it, that is, his face is old, and he doesn't want to see Li Fuyao who has not changed his appearance.

But after thinking about it, Li Fuyao still walked in.

The room was full of medicinal smells, and there was a bed in the innermost part, but around the bed was a portrait.

There are a lot of them.

Most of them are Li Fuyao.

The rest are Li Fuyao and Qinghuai, Li Fuyao and Ye Shengge.

One of the most expressive is the back of Li Fuyao and Ye Shengge holding an umbrella.

Li Fuyao took a few steps forward and came to the bed, where an old woman with a wrinkled face was lying on the bed.

She has gray hair, and she is no longer what she used to be.

With his eyes closed, it was obvious that his life was short.

Li Fuyao reached out to smooth her brows, and then said softly, "Little girl." ”

Cheng Du didn't open his eyes.

Li Fuyao reached out and grabbed her wrist, and found that her vitality was about to be cut off, let alone him, even others could not save her.

Li Fuyao looked at her and remembered that a long time ago, this girl was still a half-grown child.

They went to see together where Old Lady Cheng's soul fell.

And a lot of other things were done.

For this junior of his own, he only has pity for her.

Li Fuyao didn't speak.

He'd seen so many people die like this in front of his eyes, too many for him to count.

He sat like that.

After a long time, he placed the string of sugar gourds beside her and stood up.

Li Fuyao really can't wait for that girl to call him uncle again.

It's just that after he got up, tears slipped from the corners of Cheng Du's eyes.

In the world, there are too many unsatisfactory things.