The Imperial Preceptor of Great Sui Dynasty

Chapter 827: A play

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The morning light shines brightly on the dense tree cage, which sways in the wind, and countless points of light sparkle like a galaxy of stars.

Lu Liangsheng looked for a while, then pulled Qi You, who was curious about the Dharma pattern, to his side. He shook his sleeves and flicked a ray of Dharma light with his fingers. The flowers on the tree bloomed more and more, and the pink petals gradually bloomed, illuminating the little face with its mouth open in the breeze and moon. Faint floral fragrance wafted away, and many birds, butterflies, and bees flew in from the flower beds and foothills in the distance, dancing around the tree cage and chirping non-stop.

"The wind is rising!" The scholar, dressed in a Taoist robe and a Qilin cloak, flicked his sleeves.

The faint floral fragrance gradually dissipated, and in an instant, a gust of wind blew, and countless petals fell off the huge canopy, flying all over the sky with the wind. Qiyou spread out her palms, watched a petal that fell on her palm suddenly disperse, raised her beautiful eyes, and the fluttering petals turned into starlight and disappeared in her eyes, making her feel happy. Even Honglian from the front yard came over and stood under the tree to watch.

"So beautiful..." she whispered.

The gentle voice stopped, and among the dense branches and leaves, little green bags swelled up, getting bigger and bigger, turning from green to red, and densely hung on the branches. In the passing wind, the red fruits swayed at the treetops, and the childish laughter of children could be heard faintly.

“How amazing?!”

Hong Lian clapped her hands and shouted, while Qingfeng Mingyue on the side shouted that she wanted to try it. Only Qiyou on the other side frowned, touched her chin, glanced at Lu Liangsheng, and then glanced at the towering tree in front of her, which was also her sister.

"My sister is... pregnant?"

Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud, otherwise Lu Liangsheng would have gasped when he heard it. He retracted the magic power that was lingering around the tree and patted the two shouting children.

"Go out and greet the guests. I have something to do and will be back soon. When the guests come, pick the fruits here and bring them to them."

"Master, who are you welcoming?"

Qingfeng Mingyue looked at the departing figure in confusion, as he disappeared into the Taoist temple leading the old donkey. They could only look at each other, and walked towards the mountain gate outside with a head full of confusion.

"Who are you saying is coming back?"

"Not many people know about this place. Maybe it's that old pig? Or maybe it's Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang."

The sun was pouring down, shining on the shadows cast by the eaves on the ground. Two little people walked over. Qingfeng spoke first, and then Mingyue, picking her hair, said a possibility. Before they reached the mountain gate, the two of them vaguely heard voices coming from outside the mountain, chattering towards them.

"This way, monk! This way! I, Old Pig, know there's a Taoist temple here. I can get some vegetarian food from you."

"Well, this place is peaceful and quiet. I'm afraid there are no monsters. To be able to set up a temple here, he must be an extraordinary monk. By the way, Monkey Head, what are you thinking about?"

Another sharp voice laughed, "I was thinking, the little monster I met before was gone before I could make a move. Next time, you better hold back and let me have my fun. I haven't even relaxed since coming out of the Five Elements Mountain. Hey, is that right in front, idiot? Show the aura of Marshal Tianpeng and lead the way quickly!"

The swaying branches by the roadside fell, revealing a short figure in an apricot-yellow monk's robe, no more than four feet tall. He jumped onto the rock holding a stick, chatted and laughed at the people behind him, then jumped to the ground. He was restless for a moment and urged the fat figure holding the rake to lead the way.

At the very end, a burly, muscular man, carrying a basket full of stacked scriptures, followed the handsome and heroic monk, along with three demons and a man, and walked quickly up a stone staircase.

"Look, look, we're here, idiot. Is this the place?"

The jumping monkey pointed to the red-walled temple gate standing behind the stone steps in front of him. While speaking, he suddenly saw two little Taoist children walking out from inside. He couldn't help but blink his eyes and looked over with his Dharma light on.

Over there, Qingfeng Mingyue also saw the group of people or monsters coming over. When he saw the fat figure carrying a rake, his eyes lit up and he wanted to speak to him. Zhu Ganglie nodded slightly. The two little Taoist boys were also smart and understood immediately. They opened their mouths and changed their words immediately.

"Four of you, we are here to greet you in the name of our Master. Please come in!"

He leaned sideways and stretched out his hand to invite the monkey who was about to grab the stick, but he couldn't get angry. He glanced at the two Taoist boys suspiciously. Behind them, the monk in a cassock was none other than Fahai. As a Buddhist, he could naturally sense the peace in the two Taoist boys. He nodded, stood up straight, chanted a Buddhist name, and walked in with Zhu Ganglie and the strong man who was carrying the book.

"Amitabha, Monkey, there is no obstacle here, you can go in, let's go!"

The sun was pouring down, and dust was dancing in the woods. On a certain foothill, an old donkey was crawling in the spot of light, yawning listlessly. On a protruding rock in the distance, Lu Liangsheng stood there with his hands behind his back and the Toad Taoist, who was also wearing webbed feet, watching a group of people walking into the temple gate in the distance. The wind blew, and their robes fluttered.

"Liangsheng, why bother with all this? Just take that monkey and become sworn brothers with him."

"It's too abrupt. From what I know about that monkey, he will definitely not become sworn brothers. It's just a show, so of course he has to do it properly..."

Lu Liangsheng looked at that side with a smile. With Lao Zhu inside and Fahai's stubbornness, conflicts would definitely arise. If he intervened, it would become a natural thing.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, there was a noisy sound in the temple. Eavesdropping through the magic circle connected by several attics, Qingfeng Mingyue took four spiritual fruits as she wished, but Fahai refused them on the grounds that he did not accept Taoist spiritual objects as gifts. Zhu Ganglie instigated Houtou and the other two to secretly pick a few to taste. After all, the monkey had just come out of the Five Elements Mountain and his vitality had not yet recovered. With the nourishment of spiritual objects, he could quickly return to his peak.

After a few fights, the monkey started to fight with Qiyou, the garden keeper. The monkey lost his temper and in a rage, he overturned the tree and it fell to the ground. When his anger subsided, he looked at the two children with angry faces and scolded them. After all, he was in the wrong first, so it was not right for him to continue making trouble. He hurriedly left with Fahai.

"It's my turn to step forward."

Lu Liangsheng retracted his prying eyes, turned around and said something to the Toad Taoist who was dozing with his head on the stone. The latter waved his flippers casually and said, "Go, go, finish it early. I will ride my old donkey back later... Uwaah... sleep a little longer."

"Um!"

The scholar nodded and looked at the white clouds floating in the sky. The moment they became a painting, wisps of white mist appeared around his feet and formed clouds. It seemed as if he was stepping on clouds and rising into the air. He looked at the three monsters and one person who were fleeing in a panic and chased after them.

"Monkey, why are you running? No one is chasing you. Take a rest for a while."

Zhu Ganglie gasped for breath and simply stopped moving, sitting down on the ground. Hearing the monkey-head complaining, "You are such a great man like Tianpeng, but you have so little strength?" the old pig snorted and wiped the sweat off his face. He turned away and could not help but laugh secretly, but then he suppressed it. His eyes darted around, looking at the familiar figure who had not arrived yet.

"This Lu Liangsheng, is he trying to trick me? If he keeps running, he'll be too far away."

There was a tremor in the sky. One of the three demons who was resting stood up hurriedly and looked up above the forest. There was a cloud of auspiciousness floating and a man standing above it. He had a Taoist bun and was holding a whisk in his hand, looking down.

"I took you in out of kindness and asked the boy to bring you spiritual fruits, but you didn't appreciate it and even knocked down my spiritual tree. Come back with me and be punished!"

Fahai looked at the man on the cloud, stunned for a moment, and was about to say "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lu..." when he was interrupted by the figure on the cloud. He flicked his whisk, and the wide sleeves with the Yin-Yang Bagua pattern printed on them suddenly swung.

The sound was like thunder exploding.

"receive!"

The open cuffs whipped up a strong wind, and the surrounding forests shook violently and fell towards the direction of the cuffs. The soil and rocks on the ground were cracked, and then swept into the air. The three demons over there, each using their magic power, could not resist and were forcibly pulled into the sky. Their bodies seemed to be shrunk, and they were sucked into the sleeves in the two long shouts of Zhu Ganglie, "Ah... Lu Liangsheng, I'm one of you." and Fahai, "Friend Lu, I'm Fahai, I'm one of you."

After a while, the wind stopped and the forest returned to its original appearance. Lu Liangsheng touched his sleeves and flew back to the Taoist temple in the mountains ahead on the white cloud.