"Restore the original Chang'an?"
The Taoist's eyelids twitched when he heard this. How big was Chang'an at that time? Even without any magic power, it would take him half a day to walk through the streets and alleys of half the city. As soon as Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, he quickly put away his phone.
"With a painting?"
"And take into account your paper-making skills."
Looking at the snow-covered locust tree in the courtyard, Lu Liangsheng turned around. The Taoist priest under the eaves opened his mouth, lowered his eyes to look at his hands, and said with a click of the tongue, "It's going to be hard for you two."
Sun Yingxian sighed, went back to the house, packed up the talismans and some white paper she had prepared earlier, folded them and stuffed them into a yellow cloth bag, walked out of the room, and saw Lu Liangsheng holding a brush, sitting on a stone bench in the bamboo forest, grinding graphite. He walked over quickly while filling the cloth bag.
"Hey, you said you were leaving, why are you still here? Are you planning to write a couplet to post?"
Over there, the scholar raised the corners of his lips and just smiled. He dipped the tip of his pen in ink, stood up and walked to the locust tree, sketching a few strokes. The air circulated, and the ink marks seeped into the bark. Lu Liangsheng held the inkstone and the brush and walked to the wall to draw different magic circles. It was not until the two wooden pillars of the eaves fell together that he took out the envelope and tied the pen head. Looking at the magic circles drawn around the yard, he said softly: "Leave a mark, if you want to come here again in the future, you won't go astray again."
The Taoist was examining the magic circle carefully, and hesitated for a moment when he heard his words.
"Old Lu, are you planning to go back to the Sui Dynasty? Why haven't I heard you say that?"
"I just decided yesterday afternoon."
Lu Liangsheng put the brush into his sleeve pocket. Seeing Sun Yingxian's expression, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he repeated City God Zhou Yu's idea to him.
"I don't know if it will work, but if it does, I'll go back."
It is always hard to leave suddenly, especially when Old Sun is still here. He can't go back, otherwise how will Sun Yingxian cope with the situation at that time
"Leaving a mark behind will make it easier for you to come back. The time and space are different, and the time may also be different. Maybe you will see me coming back a few days after I leave."
Lu Liangsheng took the Taoist priest in his arms and patted him on the shoulder. The Taoist priest lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and was silent for a long time. Then he nodded, his moustache stretched out, he pushed the scholar away, put his hands on his hips and laughed.
"Haha... If you don't come back, I won't be alive anymore, right? This era is so good. I don't have you watching over me, and I don't have Xiao Xian to restrict me. I don't have to take care of those younger generations. I can go wherever I want."
The snow made a creaking sound underfoot. Sun Yingxian patted her yellow cloth bag as she spoke, snatched the inkstone from Lu Liangsheng's hand, walked back to the room, and behind the open window, she took her pen and began to write something. After a moment, she came out, stuffed a folded paper over, and went to wake up the old toad.
Lu Liangsheng watched the figure go into another room, and his eyes fell on the folded papers, which were covered with dense handwriting, probably letters written to Xiaoxian.
'This old Sun, he said he didn't care, but in his heart he really cared...'
Ding ding~~
The cell phone rang in his sleeve pocket, and Lu Liangsheng was a little surprised who would call at this time. Gao Tianqiu and Tang Liren had already called to say hello, and as for the others who had some interactions with him, he had never told each other his phone number.
Seeing a series of familiar incoming call numbers, I couldn't help but smile. It was Lu Jun's.
"Hello, cousin, is my uncle here? I'm planning to buy a plane ticket to spend the New Year with you..."
"… I can't help it. There's not much people at home, only a few relatives who don't come and go very often. It's better to celebrate the New Year with you guys, cousin, it's more lively."
Fearing that he would be rejected, Lu Jun did not let Lu Liangsheng say a word on the phone. After a long chat, Lu Liangsheng simply told him not to come and to fly directly to Xining to spend the New Year there.
"See the Terracotta Warriors? Great, I've never been there before, so I'll book a flight there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Sun Yingxian came out of the room after tidying up the bookshelf, took out a small jacket, and put it on Lao Lu. She turned back to look at the scholar who put his phone back and asked, "Lu Jun? He sounds like him."
“Woooa ...
The Toad Taoist stretched lazily, rubbed his eyes, and walked out slowly. His round figure walked under the eaves. He was dressed like a ball, with a shrunken down jacket and a woolen hat on his head. He twisted his bloated waist to stretch his muscles and bones, and said something casually.
"He's coming, let him buy some snacks on the way."
"Master, I'm afraid we won't be able to get snacks. I told him to go directly to Xining and wait for us."
The quiet courtyard became lively with the sound of people. In the floating white mist, Lu Liangsheng picked up the bookshelf under the eaves, waved his wide sleeves, and cast a warming spell on his master. Old Donkey came over and hung the bookshelf there.
After checking if there was anything he had not forgotten, he called Yanzhi from the other small room to go out with him. The Toad Taoist, who had just climbed up the rope, took the gourd and slid down the rope. He ran to the main room, turned into the room, pulled out the wooden cork with a "pop", and activated the magic weapon towards the glass cabinet standing against the wall.
The entire glass cabinet shook twice on the spot, then suddenly rose up from the ground, shrank in the swirling wind, and flew into the mouth of the gourd. The Toad Taoist grabbed the wooden stopper and pushed it back, then patted the gourd with satisfaction and carried it on his back.
"Master, we are leaving!!"
Lu Liangsheng shouted outside, and the short figure inside, carrying a gourd on his back, opened his mouth, and dragged his long tongue outside. He excitedly climbed up the rope and got into the small door of the compartment, stuck half of his body out, and waved his flippers.
"You can go now."
The gate was opened, and the snow piled up along the side of the alley. Lu Liangsheng closed the gate, pointed his sword at the door and wrote the seal character "closed" in the air. He turned around, joined the Taoist priest, and led the old donkey into the daylight, quietly walking out of Tianning Alley and passing through the streets and alleys where the festive atmosphere of the New Year was becoming increasingly strong.
On the roadside in the suburbs, the old donkey followed the scholar, smelling the cool air, with a snow-white reflection in his eyes. He raised his mouth and nose excitedly, watched an "iron bird" flying through the clouds, and cried loudly.
Ah, ah, ah, ah~~~
The donkey's bray echoed back. There was a white snowy field, forest, and swaying bookshelves. The Toad Taoist priest, wrapped in a thick down jacket, closed the small door. The green smoke from his mouth and nose squeezed out through the gap. He shook the boots on his webbed feet. From time to time, he took out a figurine from the gourd and played with it in his hand, then threw it into the compartment. When he used his magic power, the little man came to life and fought with another little man with golden hair and muscles in the air. Two hot light beams collided with each other, causing some air waves to roll.
Toad Taoist held some snacks and ate while watching the movie, which was not as enjoyable as watching a movie.
When he felt like it, he opened the small door, called the Taoist priest who was playing with his mobile phone nearby, and asked Lu Liangsheng who was walking in front to come over. He used the small door as a screen, and played various plot clips performed by the little people along the way, and went to the north, the former ancient city, in a lively manner.