Lu Liangsheng looked at his master and the Taoist in front of him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't find what to say next. After a while, the sound of hooves could be heard on the long street. Under the dim street lights ahead, an old donkey swung its tail, looked back every two steps, turned back reluctantly, and breathed heavily with its mouth and nose lowered.
He walked up to his owner, raised his donkey face listlessly with drooping eyes, let out a weary cry, and continued walking forward, shaking the bookshelf.
Lu Liangsheng glared at the Taoist and said, "You figure out a way."
The show was over, and it was time to leave. I turned around and went back to my hotel room. Sun Yingxian was behind me, shouting at me from behind: "What does it have to do with him thinking about love? I'm not a woman."
Lu Liangsheng ignored him and returned to the hotel room. He glanced at the sleeping Lu Jun in the other room and left a note for him. He put it on the bedside table and pressed a corner with a desk lamp. Then he walked to the window leisurely, walked straight through, disappeared in the room, and snapped his fingers at the Taoist priests below, "Go back."
He led the old donkey with its head down, remembered something, took out a small object from his wide sleeves, threw it on the ground in front of him, and it grew in the wind and turned into a motorcycle.
"I picked it up on the way back. I used magic to bless it. It's pretty good. Old Sun, don't you know how to ride it?"
"It's just like riding a horse. How can you know how to do it?"
Sun Yingxian had also seen this type of vehicle on her mobile phone. This type of vehicle was simple and easy to learn. She lifted her robe, raised her leg, stepped on it and sat firmly, then took the key from it and waved it.
"It's like a whip, just insert it and it's done. Oh, and you have to shift the gears... twist the handle called the accelerator..."
After the operation, the Taoist was quite proud. While speaking, he stepped on the ignition of the motorcycle, and a roar rose up. He suddenly twisted the accelerator, and before he could finish the next sentence, "Unscrew the accelerator handle and it will run...", he suddenly said, "Hey hey hey~~"
The locomotive suddenly thrust forward and shot out with a whoosh.
Under the dim street lights on the long street, Sun Yingxian sat on the motorcycle, hesitating a few times, holding the front of the motorcycle and shouting "whoa", which made the old donkey tremble his ears and blink his eyes. He watched the crooked S-shaped figure running into the street and fleeing to the other side of the street. The donkey quickly closed his eyes and heard a loud bang.
The motorcycle hit a tree on the roadside, and the wheels flew off and fell slowly to the scholar's feet. Lu Liangsheng's mouth twitched, and he looked back at Yanzhi. The woman pursed her lips and relaxed her shoulders, her lips curled up and then suppressed, and she turned her face away with a forced smile. On the bookshelf on the old donkey's back, the Toad Taoist stretched out his two short legs and was tying the rope. Hearing the noise, he poked his head out and glanced over there, shook his head, and hummed.
"What a sin! Tsk tsk... it's what I deserve!"
As he spoke, he whistled towards Sun Yingxian who was hanging on the tree over there, turned around and slammed the small door shut.
On this side, Lu Liangsheng knew that this collision would not cause much harm to Old Sun, so he pulled the old donkey slowly over there. When he got closer, Sun Yingxian was hanging upside down on a tree branch with her robe pierced through and her hair disheveled. She was pulling the hanging branches next to her to vent her anger.
When he saw the scholar coming over while looking down, he laughed out loud.
"This car is more aggressive than a horse. I'll teach it a lesson... Hey, the way you look at me is not right. People who practice Taoism shouldn't care too much about their reputation..."
He jumped down with a leaf on his head, straightened the motorcycle and pulled it up. The magic patterns on both sides of the fuel tank lit up, and the wheels that had rolled away came back and were installed again.
Seeing that he was fine and still had a thick skin, Lu Liangsheng and Yanzhi chuckled, but still asked if he was injured. Then, they set off and left this coastal city. Taking advantage of the night, they returned to Nanguan along the direction they came from. However, when they returned to the city, it was already the afternoon of the next day. On the way, Lu Jun called and said that he would come over to stay for a few days after finishing the filming.
However, what surprised Lu Liang was that Z6 also called, but it was not Gao Tianqiu, but Tang Liren.
"That... ancestor..."
The person on the other end of the line hesitated for a while before he seemed to have the courage to say the rest of the words.
"… Team Leader Gao messed up the red stone incident. He was detained by the Huanmen. Don't worry. I'm not calling you to ask for help. I'm just telling you the truth. Don't think too much. We will resolve this matter as soon as possible."
"good."
Lu Liangsheng simply responded, and before the other party could hear him shout “Ancestor…” he hung up the phone and put the phone in his sleeve pocket.
A Taoist priest who was pushing a motorcycle nearby leaned closer and said, "Z6's call? Those people are too arrogant. I supported them before, but later they became even more arrogant. It's better not to do anything about it. Let them suffer a little."
During the conversation, Lao Lu transformed into a motorcycle and pushed another car towards Tianning Lane. The sky was setting and dusk shone through the mottled moss-covered lane walls. Someone from a nearby breakfast shop and snack store saw the two of them pushing motorcycles back and waved over to say hello.
"Handsome Lu is back? Oh, Taoist Priest Sun who I haven't seen for a long time is here too. Where are you two going for a ride on your motorcycle?"
"Just wander around outside the city."
Lu Liangsheng smiled and replied to them. The two of them had not been out for long. Besides, they stayed at home most of the time. When they met occasionally, they were just acquaintances. If he came back after a few days, others would not be suspicious.
I entered the alley, unlocked the door and returned to the quaint courtyard. The room that had not been lived in for a few days was spotless. With a wave of my wide sleeves, a breeze blew through the quiet courtyard, and the bamboo forest and locust trees rustled softly. I lit a stick of incense and put it in the incense burner in front of Hong Lian's portrait.
In the courtyard, the bookshelf hanging on the donkey's back opened. The Toad Taoist stretched lazily, jumped up to the ground, and ran back to the room with two fish whiskers shaking at the corners of his mouth. The toad's mouth suddenly became bigger and spit out. Action figures of various shapes and bright colors fell from his mouth and piled up on the ground like a mountain.
A gentle breeze blew through the main room and into the bedroom. Toad was sitting on the ground, wiping his saliva off his handkerchief one by one, blowing on them, and then throwing them on the ground, propping up his chin with satisfaction.
Remembering the time, he shouted outside. The Taoist sitting in the pavilion stared at his mobile phone and slowly walked to the kitchen. He took out a talisman and threw it into the stove. Two paper figures turned into two, pulling firewood and throwing it into the stove. One of them picked up a lighter and lit the other one. The moment the flames ignited, they chased around the pot.
Under the eaves, Lu Liangsheng was thinking about what was on the phone, looking at the locust tree with a smile. Old Donkey was squatting under the tree basking in the sunset, looking distressed at a dead leaf floating past him, and yawned listlessly, blowing the leaf away.
“It’s hard to clean up.”
Lu Liangsheng smiled and shook his head, sat down on the chair, and flipped through the magic spells in "Qinghuai Bugeng". As for Gao Tianqiu being detained, he felt that it was not as important as Lao Lu at the moment.
"If there is no magic to use, should we find him a female donkey..."
…
On October 11th, the wind turned the leaves yellow.
Far away in Nanguan, a city close to the Yangtze River, there is a high-rise building overlooking the river. The windows are dark and the sunlight can hardly shine in. Several carved rock pillars stand. In the faint light, several figures can be vaguely seen standing in the darkness. The first person you look at is a big "Huan" character on the wall.
A man in a white suit was sitting on a big chair, and next to him was a young man holding a slender weapon. The scabbard was as black as ink and covered with fine scales.
On the book, a pair of slender white fingers turned a page. A small jade ring was wrapped around the middle finger. Looking closely, a tiny snake head was crawling on it, sucking its tongue.
The sound of flipping pages was heard.
The man read the contents with cold eyes, then raised his head slightly, "Didn't Gao Tianqiu give in?"
"No."
"Give him another taste of pain. If he has any enlightenment recently, the true qi can stimulate a person's acupuncture points and make him live a life worse than death. This guy is just right for trying it out."
The book was closed, and the white-haired man stood up from the chair and threw the book to the round-faced young man with a silly smile below.
"Gao En, go and fetch that guy over here."