"Old demon, old demon, old demon—"
The woman in the black dress rubbed the warm chest vigorously several times, shouted with joy, then raised her face and stepped on the vines that were wrapped around Lu Liangsheng's ankle.
"go back!"
Lu Liangsheng only felt his ankles and arms loosen, and the vines wrapped around them fell back to the ground one by one, flew back into the fence and courtyard wall, slowly returning to their usual appearance, swaying in the wind.
"This is the tree demon's own magical power... "
It is good to practice Taoism for a thousand years. Every move you make can make the surrounding flowers, plants and trees obey your orders. Lu Liangsheng has practiced Taoism for many years, so he naturally knows that although humans are the spirits of heaven and earth, and practicing Taoism for decades is comparable to a hundred years for monsters, but when it comes to a crucial moment, monsters are often more solid in practicing Taoism than mortals, at least they will not lose their magic power easily.
Well... except Master.
"Old demon, what are you thinking?!"
At the same time, Mu Qiyu waved her hand in front of the scholar. Lu Liangsheng came back to his senses, chuckled twice, and still with her arm around his, they walked to the tomb of their mentor. There was not a single weed on the tomb. He wiped the tombstone with his fingertips and there was not even a speck of dust.
The woman straightened her chest, not realizing that she was pressing on the scholar's arm, and raised her pretty face.
"That ugly Taoist priest with a bull nose and a mustache said that this is your teacher's grave. Did you clean it very well when you were not here?!"
After saying all these in one breath as if to seek credit, Mu Qiyouxiao let out a breath, put one hand on his slender waist, and pointed at the old pine on the edge of the cliff with the other.
"I asked it to do it."
"sharp."
Lu Liangsheng smiled and nodded, then walked over to the pine tree. Looking at the spots of sunlight filtering through the gaps between the lush branches and leaves, the scholar raised his hands and bowed to it.
"You have been sweeping the grave of my mentor for many days. Please accept Lu Liangsheng's greetings."
The mountain breeze blew gently across the cliff, bringing with it the warmth of autumn. The old pine trees swayed slowly, making a rustling sound. The scholar under the tree bowed and stood up again. Mu Qiyu hugged him from behind and rested his chin on the man's back.
"This junior said, you're welcome, just don't break its branches in the future... Hey, old demon, when have you ever broken its branches?"
younger generation
Lu Liangsheng was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that Mu Qiyu was a thousand-year-old tree demon, and was the predecessor of this old song. As for the second sentence, Lu Liangsheng didn't know how to answer it.
"Uh... I was practicing magic before and needed a spiritual branch to make a scroll, so I used this one. I also asked this old pine tree at the time, but it didn't answer, so I took it as a tacit agreement."
The woman let out a long "oh", walked a few steps closer to the scholar, and turned back to glare at the old pine.
"You clearly agreed to it, but you still complained. I won't speak up for you next time, humph!"
Behind me, the pine tree stood in the wind, its branches swaying and its leaves drooping down in grievance...
In the direction of leaving, the man and woman who were talking entered the thatched cottage, looked at the simple furnishings inside, and sat down. The woman supported her chin and tilted her head to look at the back of the man standing at the window lattice looking at the distant mountains and sea of clouds outside the cliff, and then she frowned slightly.
"Old demon, why is your magic power gone?"
"Because of some things, it's inconvenient to talk about."
Lu Liangsheng stared outside without blinking, said something and then fell silent again. He felt something soft touching his back. Then, the woman stretched out her arms mischievously, put her arms around the scholar's neck from behind and rubbed it against her chest.
"Without my magic power, I can't play interesting things with you. My mortal body can't bear it. Why don't we..."
Mu Qiyu suddenly moved over Lu Liangsheng's shoulder, faced her, and waved a finger with a smile.
"…Why don't you practice magic? I'll give you half of my skills!"
Lu Liangsheng had the experience of cultivating demons before. It was his master who introduced him to the art. However, if one could not control his demonic nature and his emotions got out of control, it would be easy to make big mistakes.
Pressing the woman's finger, Lu Liangsheng shook his head and started joking.
"No, this is fine too. When I am a hundred years old, remember to sweep my grave."
“No!”
Mu Qiyu rolled her eyes at him and walked away angrily, but afraid that Lu Liangsheng would leave, she quickly ran back and hugged his arm until they walked out of the hut and down the mountain together, then she withdrew her hand. After living here for a while, she probably understood some rules of the world and was afraid of being talked about behind her back.
Back at the foot of the mountain, the sky was turning dim and covering the mountaintops.
Before entering the village, he ran into Hong Lian who was coming out of the village entrance. She stood there and saw Mu Qiyuu standing beside her. Her cheeks still had dimples, and she walked to the right side of Lu Liangsheng.
"Sir, I was looking for you to go back for dinner."
As she spoke, she formed finger seals with one hand and exchanged moves with Mu Qiyu behind Lu Liangsheng's back. Her magic power was so strong that a strong wind blew in all directions, making Lu Liangsheng feel a chill on his back. As they walked through the village, they met villagers who were carrying farm tools and returning home, and they greeted them. Only then did the two girls restrain themselves and follow them with smiles on their faces. Once they passed the drying dam and there was no one around, there was another burst of crackling sounds.
When they were almost at the fence, there was a hissing sound. The two women who were confronting each other with their fingers lowered their eyes, glared at each other, turned their heads away, left without saying a word, walked quickly into the courtyard, and rushed to the kitchen.
From time to time, he gestured as he walked, which startled Lu Laoshi under the eaves so much that he picked up the wheel and stood on the stool.
The scholar standing at the gate of the courtyard glanced at the back from the side. The cloth on the back was torn open, and the flesh inside could be seen after taking two steps. The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.
"These two..."
After a while, Li Jinhua came out of the kitchen, pushed her husband away and sat on a stool. She looked at her son standing stupidly in the yard, and then glanced at the kitchen where the noise of ping-pong was making was heard.
He propped his chin up and sighed, "If you don't come, there will be no one, but now there are two. Liangsheng, you should make a decision quickly, otherwise the house will be overturned by them."
The Taoist priest ran out from the stairs, shaking his wide sleeves and leaning over with a smile: "What are you going to lift?"
Li Jinhua didn't even look at the Taoist priest, she stretched out her hand to push his face away, stamped her feet in anger, picked up the broom and swept the yard, sweeping only around Lu Liangsheng's feet, forcing the scholar to quickly jump under the eaves and push the door to hide in the house.
After closing the door, I smelled a fragrant aroma and saw an oil lamp burning on the desk with a small pot on it. The Toad Taoist wearing an apron was standing among a few scholars, stirring the pot on his webbed feet.
"You're back. Do you want to try my cooking?"
"Master, what are you doing? Isn't the meal ready?" Lu Liangsheng took the wooden spoon handed to him by Toad, picked up the square thing and put it into his mouth. It was soft and fluffy, and melted in his mouth. It immediately spread throughout his limbs and bones, and the fatigue from walking on the mountain road was slowly dissipating.
The Toad Taoist scooped up a few pieces and put them into a specially placed small bowl, then wrapped them up with a small cloth. Extending along the place where they were placed, there were more than ten identical packages piled there, emitting a strange fragrance.
After putting the package away, Toad sat down on it, lit his pipe, took a puff, and slapped his thigh hard with his webbed feet.
"Master has decided to repair the demon pill, return to the peak, and correct the bad habit of gluttony."
Lu Liangsheng cupped his hands and said, "Master, work harder then." He went to the closet and chose a green robe to put on. Soon, he heard Hong Lian calling him to eat outside. When he reached the door, Toad Taoist hurriedly stood up and ran to the corner of the table and shouted.
"Remember to leave some food for the master, and ask for more meat!"
The dusk turned into a fading red color scattered across the courtyard. Amid the sound of dinner, the doors of each room opened and the people who had been missing just now ran out one by one and went into the kitchen.
Zhu Ganglie sat at the stove and blew out the unburned wood. He took one breath too loudly, and ashes mixed with sparks flew over the head of Lu Xiaoxian who was adding more rice. The smell of burning came out, which made the Taoist priest pull out a magic mirror from behind and point it at him.
Hong Lian and Qi You were fighting for the bowl, and they were pushing and bumping into each other even though they were only a few steps apart.
Li Jinhua and Lu Laoshi did not dare to help. They sat at the table obediently, looking at the two of them, and then at their son who was also sitting upright, and glanced at them.
Over there, Lu Liangsheng pretended not to see it, but just watched the dishes on the table being shaken slightly. For a moment, he was helpless.
"Suddenly, I still feel that it would be better if my cultivation was still there."
The setting sun passed over the mountain tops, and the red light was fading away in the western clouds. Under the fiery clouds, a mountain in the northwest seemed to be unaffected by the changes of the four seasons. The forests and fields were lush and green. Birds flying across the sky saw a Taoist temple from afar. There were towering trees inside, with lush branches and leaves, and they were full of fruits. However, the birds did not dare to approach, and avoided it from afar and flew away.
When the breeze blows, each fruit turns from green to red, vaguely resembling the shape of a baby.
Ding ding ding~~~
Wind chimes were swaying gently under the eaves. A figure in a gray-black Taoist robe was looking at the towering tree with his sleeves folded behind his back. His long beard, streaked with white, trembled slightly in the wind.
"The thousand-year flower... the hundred-year fruit, I've finally got it."
In the shadows, his face could not be seen clearly. In the calm voice, the man slightly turned his head and looked not far away: "Qingfeng, go and bring that Painted Skin Demon to see me."
"yes!"
A Taoist boy standing by a door under the eaves bowed respectfully.