The moonlight revealed the night clouds and gradually sank over the mountain tops. In the dark night, Lu Liangsheng's thoughts were still floating, thinking about some things in the past. There was a loud noise behind him, and he gathered his thoughts and took a deep breath.
"Huazhi, where were my parents and sister buried? Take me to see."
Turning sideways, I saw a petite woman with a rosy face under a stone table and bench. She straightened her feather dress, walked over with her white thighs, and pointed at the western slope of Qixia on tiptoe.
"Master Xian's parents and sister are all there... However, over the years, some places have been destroyed... Later, Huazhi moved them to the entire mountain."
He glanced reluctantly at the stone table, then suddenly jumped up and flew into the night sky, turning into a black shadow flapping its wings to the western foothills. Lu Liangsheng put away the illusion and barrier here, revealing a fat old man sitting on the ground, his hair and beard covered with feathers. He rubbed his waist and climbed up, and when he saw his apprentice coming, he quickly straightened his back, spit out a feather casually, put his hands behind his back, and nodded solemnly.
"My master was only ambushed, but this chicken spirit was also seriously injured. Didn't you see that she couldn't even grow bigger? After recovering for a while, I will fight her for another 300 rounds and save my face!"
"It's okay Master, I understand."
Lu Liangsheng wanted to laugh, but he suppressed the curled corners of his mouth. He stepped on the ground and flew out of the forest. The Toad Taoist jumped on the donkey's back, patted the donkey's buttocks and urged it to follow. He shouted at the flying figure in his mouth: "What do you know? My master is not what you think!!"
The whirring sound of the wind blew through the forest and mountain stream. Birds were already chirping in the Qingming forest. The drooping pine branches suddenly shook. The black shadow flying across the sky turned into a petite woman and descended. She turned sideways, lowered her head and said, "Master, this is it."
The sound of the wind gradually died down, and Lu Liangsheng, dressed in a green shirt, fluttered as he lightly landed on the cliff. His steps stepped on the dead leaves on the cliff with a slight clicking sound. He looked at the old pine trees that should have been on the edge of the cliff, but they were now empty. The rock tomb where his mentor uncle Hua Gong was buried had also weathered over the past thousand years, with only a small half of the tombstone remaining there.
"The corpses over there and Master Xian's mother were buried in this mountain with flowers and branches, just to prevent any accidents in the future."
Huazhi was a little hesitant and even worried about moving the corpses of the immortal master's parents and relatives from the mortal world without permission. She subconsciously scraped the ground with her toes, scraping up a layer of rock debris.
When she finished speaking, she felt a gloom in her sight, raised her face, and Lu Liangsheng in front of her folded his hands and bowed respectfully to her. The woman was so shocked that she quickly waved her hands and jumped to the side: "Master, what are you doing? Huazhi doesn't want to shorten the demon's life."
The scholar bowed and stood up after a while. He looked at her and thanked her.
"No need to hide, you deserve my respect."
Lu Liangsheng turned his eyes away from her face and looked at the towering mountain in front of him. He lifted his sleeves and bowed again. Although he knew that his parents and sister had been reincarnated for many lifetimes, the bodies buried in the mountain were, after all, his closest relatives who gave birth to him and raised him. Even if they became immortals, they were still his relatives and could not be severed.
A thousand years passed in the world, but to Lu Liangsheng, it was just a blink of an eye. He even felt that it was just yesterday. The family affection in his heart had never been severed, and he could not be neither sad nor happy.
"Mom and Dad, I'm back... Xiaoxian, my brother is back."
The mountain breeze blew through the woods, carrying his voice gently echoing around. As if hearing the scholar's words, the old pine trees shook their branches in response.
"Liangsheng, think more positively."
The Toad Taoist came over on his old donkey, holding his waist and getting off the donkey's back. His tall and fat body came over here, his pale beard fluttering in the wind. He reached out and patted his disciple on the shoulder.
"A thousand years have passed, and the matter is done. If you care about family affection, you can just wait for Tuo'er to recover and then go back. Don't act like a little girl. Look at your master, I have no worries and I am still living a carefree life."
Lu Liangsheng smiled and quietly wiped away the tears from his eyes. "I just had sand blown into my eyes. Let's go. I'll feel better after coming back to watch it. Let's find a place to settle down and see how to open "Boundless Mountains and Seas" and let Hong Lian and the others out."
"If you were to take the exam back then, you would have tried to commit suicide. You lost two of your three souls... Haha... It's best to let it go!"
Amidst the laughter, the Toad Taoist rolled up his sleeves, put them behind his back, and laughed heartily with his round belly sticking out. When he turned around, he saw Huazhi with a gleam in his eyes. He quickly restrained his smile, covered his lower back and followed his disciple.
On the way down the mountain, the scholar also asked Huazhi where she would go next. The woman didn't think twice and decided to stay in Qixia Mountain. "What happens outside has nothing to do with Huazhi. I just want to stay in the mountains to practice."
"Well, if you want to talk to someone or are bored, you can come find me."
Lu Liangsheng didn't say any more about this matter. It would be very easy for a thousand-year-old demon to find him. So he said goodbye to her at the foot of the mountain.
"I'll stay here. There are many new things in the world now. It's a good time to take a look. Goodbye!"
"Take care, Master!" Huazhi followed the etiquette taught by Yanzhi, bowed and looked at the Toad Taoist, who quickly averted his gaze and slammed the small door of the bookshelf compartment shut. A sound was heard after a while.
"Take care of yourself, too."
This made the woman chuckle, and she watched the figure disappear into the dark sky. When she heard the tinkling sound of copper bells in the distance, she turned around and jumped up, heading into the forest in the mountains.
…
The eastern sky was faintly turning pale, and in the dark, there was a villa with lights on. A figure lying on the ground slowly woke up, covered his temple, rubbed his eyes and let out a slight groan.
"What happened just now?" "... I remember there was a sudden strong gust of wind outside, and then I didn't know anything."
"Hiss... Why can't I remember anything?"
"Me too, it's strange, why are everyone asleep?"
"Oh no, it's almost dawn. If the film crew comes in and the director finds out the scene hasn't been set up yet, we'll be in trouble!"
The conversation between the stage manager and the crew made everyone suddenly wake up and they hurried to set up the scene. Lu Jun turned around and walked out. The stage manager asked him what he was doing. The latter turned around and shouted, "Go pee! You've been holding it in for so long, it hurts!"
Regardless of the stage manager yelling at him, he hurried out. There were no women around anyway, so he just found a place, unzipped his pants, and peed twice, splashing water on the ground. He looked around while peeing and snorted, "It's such a big construction site, and they don't even want to turn on the lights. Rich people are really stingy."
Ding ding~~Ding ding~~
"Where is the bell ringing in the middle of the night?" Lu Jun turned his head to follow the direction of the sound, and suddenly saw a figure flashing in the black, and in an instant it was right in front of him. Seeing the side profile, he shouted excitedly: "God..."
"Lu Jun, what are you still hesitating about? Come here quickly!!"
At the same time as the plump young man who was peeing shouted, the stage manager also walked to the door of the villa and yelled outside. Over there, Lu Liangsheng looked over, gently raised his sleeve and flicked it, and a wisp of fresh air penetrated into the plump young man's brow, and the whole person was in a trance. The stage manager at the door saw him, and also saw the figure leading the donkey over there, and was stunned for a moment.
"Lu Jun, who is he?"
"My cousin!" Lu Jun blurted out, pointing at the scholar leading the donkey. "He also likes to wear ancient costumes. Did the stage manager scare you?"
Lu Liangsheng smiled and nodded to the man at the door, then raised his hand casually: "I am Lu Liangsheng!"
The magic trick just now was one of the ones in "Nan Shui Shi Yi" that could bewitch people. It pulled the impression of relatives in the other person's memory into his or her mind, deceiving the eyes and making people believe it.
"It really has the flavor of a costume drama." The sky gradually brightened, and the stage manager at the door waved his hand to let Lu Jun in quickly. Then he took another look at the figure dressed as a scholar over there, who suddenly walked out, "Um... Your name is Lu Liangsheng, right? Tsk tsk... Your appearance and temperament are really good. Have you acted in a play? Do you want to act?"
acting
The kind that Hong Lian has
Although Lu Liangsheng had no prejudice against the industry, some things were deeply rooted in scholars. He shook his head and waved his hand to refuse. Just as he was about to leave, Lu Jun poked his head out of the window and said, "Cousin, come to my house and play when you have time."
The scholar looked at him and smiled, "This is a good place to go."
After thanking the stage manager for his repeated invitations, and facing the other party's disappointed gaze, he led the donkey out of the construction site gate, found a deserted place, changed into the same appearance he came in, rode his motorcycle, raised a cloud of dust on the road, and left at lightning speed.
The sky gradually brightened, and the morning sun shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the densely packed city streets and alleys. Voices of people and cars gradually became noisier. In an inconspicuous small building among the countless tall buildings, a middle-aged man was looking through the murals taken by a recorder one by one. Occasionally, he glanced at a couple behind the long table opposite, and then he held his eyes.
"… This thing is said to be valuable, but it's not. It's a biography of a person. Judging from the style of the painting, it should be from the Sui and Tang dynasties. It tells the story of a person's life… However, it could also be a legend."