The Imperial Preceptor of Great Sui Dynasty

Chapter 897: Old people

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"Wen Hou, please get up quickly. There's no need to be so polite."

Lu Liangsheng was naturally very familiar with the figure in front of him who was bowing and clasping. It was none other than Wenhou Lu Bu, whom he had canonized as one of the Yin Gods back then. Unexpectedly, he was also resurrected. How many other Yin Gods have been resurrected

While he was thinking, he did not slow down his hands. In the sight of the burly man next to him, he came over and helped up the bowing Lu Bu. The latter was also quite excited when he looked at the scholar in front of him.

"National Master, it has been thousands of years since you left. I didn't expect you would still remember Lu Bu."

"Haha... What are you talking about, Lord Wen? If it weren't for you guys back then, I would have been alone. Let's stop talking about the past for now and follow me to the courtyard to reminisce about the past."

Lu Liangsheng stepped aside and invited Lü Bu to go forward together. The round-headed and round-faced man next to him blinked his eyes in confusion. Seeing that Lü Bu and the young man were not only familiar with each other, he panicked and hurriedly ran to the other side, asking in a low voice: "Wen Hou, when did this happen? How come I don't know about it?"

"There's a lot you don't know."

Lu Bu patted him on the shoulder, laughed twice, quickened his pace, left the man behind and walked towards the courtyard gate. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he looked around at the pavilions and antique buildings, and exclaimed that they were much more comfortable than the birdcage houses in the city. Then, seeing Cao Cao looking at him from the side in the corner of the courtyard, he casually bowed his hand as a greeting.

Whether in his past life or now, he doesn't have much good feelings towards Cao Cao. Even though they are in the same camp, they can only be considered as nodding acquaintances.

Under the eaves, Lu Liangsheng waved his sleeves and brought the chairs placed everywhere to fly over and landed side by side under the eaves. Steaming hot tea rose on the small round table. He spread his hands and invited Lu Bu and the round-faced man who was following behind and looking around.

"Wen Hou, sit down here."

As he spoke, he also bowed to the man he had never seen before and said, "I haven't asked for your name yet."

The fat man, who was looking around, heard the words and before he could come to his senses, was nudged by Lu Bu's elbow. He quickly clenched his fists and arched them heavily, raising his chin with a solemn expression.

"I am General Pan Feng!"

"Uh... General Pan... please take a seat." Lu Liangsheng smiled at him and extended his hand to invite him. As for whether he could remember who it was or not, it didn't matter. He called the Taoist priest and Cao Cao over, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then got down to business.

"Wen Hou, I heard from Wuhu City God Xu Sheng that you were resurrected and were far away in the northwest. How come you are here now?"

Lu Bu looked at the man named Pan Feng and Cao Cao on the side, and saw that they were both drinking tea without talking or looking at their phones. He chuckled twice and took a sip of tea: "This is a long story..." He closed his eyes, as if he was organizing his words, and paused for a moment before resuming his conversation.

“… When the Imperial Master ascended to the immortal realm, although no more immortals descended from the human world, they were still able to influence the lower world to some extent. In the later dynasties, some of us lost our positions as gods, so we simply took off our positions and ran back to the underworld to continue being ghost kings. More than a thousand years later, someone used a demon star to awaken our corpses and also summoned our spirits to revive, and we settled down in this era.”

"Who is that person?"

Lu Liangsheng frowned and put down the teacup: "Who is that person?"

"If the Imperial Master wants to see me, Lu Bu will introduce him to me later."

Having said this, the scholar pursed his lips tightly. He could tell that Lu Bu was intentionally protecting the other party, and there was even a suspicion of protection. It was probably because of the demon star. It was his responsibility to eradicate the demon star in the past. Now, these ghost gods were resurrected with the help of the demon star. How could they be willing to return to the underworld as lonely ghosts

"Master, I hope you can understand." Lu Bu looked at the emotions flashing in Lu Liangsheng's eyes and naturally understood the meaning contained in them. Then he smiled and changed the subject.

"The national master has returned. Many brothers are still unaware of the group of Yin Gods back then. This Pan Wushuang has also made phone calls everywhere. I estimate that he has taken weapons and is preparing to attack from the northwest."

Over there, the round-faced head looked around, then shrank back and muttered, "How would I know you knew each other?"

He murmured something, and suddenly realized what the two of them were talking about. The more he listened, the more confused he became. He nudged Cao Cao next to him with his elbow, and the latter also had confused eyes.

"You ask me, who the hell do you ask?"

"Hey... who are you scolding?"

The two of them almost got into a fight over a disagreement. On this side, Lu Liangsheng looked at Wenhou Lu Bu opposite him and continued with what he had just said. When he heard that there were other people in the northwest, he couldn't help but feel curious.

"Who else is there over there?"

The two people who were pushing each other stopped and turned to look, staring straight at Lu Bu. The latter ignored them. In fact, there was nothing to be said about this kind of thing, but it was somewhat horrifying to those who had never experienced it.

"Return to the Imperial Master. Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, and Guan Yu are still here."

Since he didn't mention other ghost gods, it meant that they had been reincarnated or were still ghost kings in the underworld. Lu Liangsheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions. It would be good to be able to live again, and he should be happy for them. After thinking about it, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Bu's wrist. His magic power seeped through his skin and probed inside. What he felt was a dried-up body. The blood vessels and flesh were dead, and there was no life at all.

"Master, what do you mean?" Lu Bu still had his wrist held by the other party, and his tone was a little surprised.

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his hand expressionlessly, not knowing how to answer for a moment. This was the first time he encountered such a person who looked no different from an ordinary person, even had body temperature, but was rotten inside. He must have been dead a long time ago, let alone a living dead or a zombie.

It's really rare.

"Nothing, I am very happy that Wen Hou and the other three can return to the human world again."

As the night fell, he talked with Wen Hou, Cao Cao and Pan Feng until late at night. When Toad Taoist and Sun Yingxian yawned continuously, the three of them said goodbye and left. Lu Liangsheng saw them off to the gate of the courtyard, walked through a long alley, watched them get into a car and drove away, and then went back to the courtyard.

As for whether Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhao Fei and others would come, Lu Liangsheng didn't think too much about it. When they came, he would just treat them well. The only thing he was concerned about was the City God Zhou Yu. If he could convince the other City Gods to help, he could return to Qixia Mountain.

Thinking of this, he took off his robe, raised his hand to fan out the lamp, the light went out, the scholar lay down on the bed, and fell asleep peacefully.

After that, I still got up early, walked to the river to watch people play chess, and when I was free, I took my textbooks and went to the library to spend the whole day.

When a teacher was on sick leave, he would take his place in a class and teach students some ancient Chinese literature. His life was quite leisurely. Occasionally, he would take his master, the Taoist priest, and Yanzhi with him, and walk around with the old donkey, while he would prepare the magic pill for Yanzhi.

However, one thing that gave Lu Liangsheng a headache was that wherever Toad Taoist went, he would buy some action figures and fill up the cabinets. Later, he simply bought several glass cabinets and put all his things inside. He also connected the upper and lower floors and installed stairs. He would lock himself in there when he had nothing to do, walk up and down, and even put a small bed in the middle to sleep.

In Sun Yingxian's words, this was the aftereffect of the First Emperor, and he was just short of putting a coffin in there. This caused the Toad Taoist to curse loudly, pick up the purple gold gourd and chase him around the yard, stepping on a field of dead yellow leaves.

The leaves of the old trees in the yard have fallen, and autumn has passed for a long time. Soon, it started snowing at night, and the city and the outside world were covered in white, with snowflakes piling up.