Chapter 860

Li Fuyao didn't stay in Jianshan any more. After the last snow, he had to leave Jianshan. Before that, he cooked a hot pot in the bamboo house.

His technique is not skilled, after all, before this, hot pot was all started by Chao FengChen and Yufu.

But now, both of them have left the world.

So this hot pot can only be done by a guy who doesn't know how to do it.

A hot pot, this time only five people gathered.

In addition to Li Fuyao and Chen Sheng, the other three are Zhao Dabao and Xu Yue, together with Liu Shan who went up the mountain before.

Liu Yi said that he had some twists and turns before, but after he went up the mountain, he didn't have any problems. He was diligent. Among the disciples who went up the mountain at the same time, he was also the best. Of course, this is also inseparable from Zhao Dabao's guidance.

After a few years, when I saw Mr. Li again, Liu Shan would not call Mr. Li again, but he called Li Jianxian honestly.

Li Fuyao just nodded his head. He didn't say much about anything else. It's not appropriate to say things like diligence now.

After sitting down, they just wait to eat. No one talks. The atmosphere is a little special.

It's too quiet.

Zhao Dabao didn't know what to say, but in the end, Chen Shengxian said, "if the bodhi tree on Lingshan mountain can be saved, it's very difficult to do the following things."

He is a man of understanding and knows how uncertain the so-called method of saving people is.

Li Fuyao was holding a piece of tripe. After listening to this, he was silent for a moment and said, "then go to tianwai."

In order to save Qinghuai, he can do anything, even if it is dangerous outside the sky.

Chen Sheng stopped talking. As his master, even if he was not always with him, he also knew his apprentice's temperament. As long as he determined something, no one could persuade him.

Back to that piece of tripe, Li Fuyao chewed in the mouth, and his expression was extremely flat.

Zhao Dabao ironed his duck intestines honestly. He has nothing to say about this kind of thing. He doesn't care what to say.

Xu Yue couldn't speak in front of the two sword immortals, so she didn't open her mouth. She got the Liushan of xichunan's Tibetan fish sword before going up the mountain. She wanted to say something, but after being pulled by Zhao Dabao, she didn't speak.

There is a sense of spring outside, but in the bamboo house there is a sense of parting.

Li Fuyao ate a piece of tripe, then a piece of lotus root, then a piece of yam, and finally a piece of duck blood.

Then he said, "the taste of hot pot is not authentic, because it is not made by Mr. Chao. He is a member of Qingzhou government. We are not."

The hot pot of Qingzhou government should be made by the people of Qingzhou government.

Chen Sheng did not speak.

"Without master, there will be less in Jianshan." Li Fuyao looks at Chen Sheng. This is what he wants to say.

Chen Sheng understood what this sentence meant.

He thought about it carefully, and then said, "it's not necessarily necessary for people from Qingzhou government to make hotpot. Even if it's an outsider who has been in Qingzhou for some time, he will be very good at making hotpot."

Chen Sheng is seldom so serious.

Li Fuyao put down his chopsticks and sighed, "there are many people who make hot pot in the world, but I don't know anyone else except Mr. Chao."

Zhao Dabao and Liu Shan are not very clear about what they are talking about, but Xu Yue, who has a delicate mind, knows something about it.

But I just know, and I didn't say anything.

Chen Sheng did not speak, but looked at Li Fuyao very seriously.

"When master can't do it, don't do it. I'll try my best to bear the burden."

After saying this, Li Fuyao stood up and walked outside.

Chen Sheng didn't get up, as if he was a little lost in his mind. Actually, it was easy to understand from Li Fuyao's point of view.

Almost all of the people who had some relations with him in this world have already left the world. No matter Li's father and mother, Chao FengChen and the three martial uncles have all gone away. Qinghuai is now in this miserable appearance. Other monks may not care, but Chen Sheng knows that Li Fuyao is still a young man.

The blow was a bit too big for him.

Zhao Dabao called master in a low voice and pulled Chen Sheng's thoughts back. Then he stood up and walked to the bamboo tower and looked at the scenery of Jianshan. Then he looked up at the sky. Then he said with a smile, "the master doesn't carry the burden. He has to be an apprentice to carry it. Do you think it's strange?"

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After leaving Jianshan, Li Fuyao went to Luoyang City.

If there is still someone he cares about, Luoyang city must be one of them.

In March, spring is deep, and Luoyang city is also a good time.

The succeeding emperor of Yanling, apart from gathering troops to fight against Liangxi, was criticized. At other times, he was always the sage Lord in the mouth of the civil and military ministers.There are more and more friars in Luoyang City. Confucianism doesn't know why and doesn't do anything to Yanling. Yanling's national strength is booming and peaceful.

Especially Luoyang, the capital of the country.

Li Fuyao had just entered Luoyang City and heard some rumors about him as a sword immortal and as well as about that Taoist. Anyway, both of them are inseparable in the secular rumors.

Except for such a thing.

Before Li Fuyao went to the demon land to kill the three big demons, which had already made him a little taller among the common people.

Although there has been no conflict between the demon clan and the Terran in the past six thousand years, it has not been clear that the two clans have been involved for six thousand years.

In addition to those about the monks on the mountain, Li Fuyao also heard some other things. Of course, they were irrelevant things.

But there are still some interesting things for Li Fuyao.

For example, Cheng Mu, his niece, now has the title of female painting saint in Luoyang City.

I don't know how many princes and nobles, as long as she can draw a picture, they can spend a lot of money.

However, although she is known as a saint of painting, there are very few portraits of outsiders. Once in the palace, she painted a picture for the imperial concubine, which has already shocked the whole palace.

In addition to this painting, there are only a few in Luoyang.

The one that has been copied the most is naturally Li Fuyao of Cheng Mu's.

Many people have heard of the name of Li Jianxian, but they have never seen it. The portraits circulated before dare not be regarded as Li Fuyao's real face. However, Cheng Mu is different. She is Li Jianxian's niece, so everyone believes that her portrait is Li Jianxian.

Before Li Fuyao went to the Chengfu mansion, he also took a look and found that he was really himself. He had to change his face and buy a bunch of sugar gourd at the corner of the street. Then he came to the backyard of the Chengfu mansion.

There are not many people in the backyard. It was March, but I don't know why. I can't feel the spring in it.

And not far away came a smell of medicine.

Several doctors came out of the courtyard, and after a closer look, they were still imperial doctors in the palace.

Li Fuyao frowned and walked toward the yard. On the way, he ran into an old woman.

The old woman stepped back two steps. When she looked up, she saw Li Fuyao's face.

Then for a moment, she knelt down to Li Fuyao and called out a few words of master Jianxian.

Li Fuyao said, "how is your lady?"

This old woman was in Cheng's house at the beginning. I think it has been decades since she met Li Fuyao.

"Miss is critically ill, and the doctors are helpless. Master Jianxian..."

The old woman's eyes were red, and she was in tears.

Li Fuyao wants to enter the house.

But the old woman stopped him and said, "Miss, if master Jianxian comes, please don't go to see her."

Li Fuyao looks at the old woman with the same expression.

He thought of a lot of things, probably about Cheng Mu. His niece was the offspring of two monks, but she didn't want to practice, so she would soon grow old and leave the world.

But before she left the world, there was still some time. She could have had a better life, but I don't know why. Over the years, her favorite thing to do is to paint.

So she got the title of a female painting saint.

Li Fuyao sighed and stood in front of the door with the string of sugar gourds in his hand.

Why did Cheng Mu not see him? Perhaps Li Fuyao can also think of it, that is, Li Fuyao, who is old and unwilling to change his appearance.

But after thinking about it, Li Fuyao went in.

The room was full of the smell of medicine. There was a bed inside, but the bed was surrounded by portraits.

There are many.

Most of them are Li Fuyao.

The rest are Li Fuyao and Qinghuai, Li Fuyao and ye Shengge.

One of the most vivid pictures is the back of Li Fuyao and ye Shengge.

Li Fuyao walked forward a few steps and came to the bed where an old woman with wrinkles was lying.

Her hair was white, and she was no longer what she had been.

If you close your eyes, it is obvious that your life will not be long.

Li Fuyao reached out to smooth her brow, and then said softly, "little girl."

Cheng Mu doesn't open his eyes.

Li Fuyao put his hand on her wrist and found that her vitality was about to be cut off. Let alone him, others could not save her.

Li Fuyao looked at her and remembered that a long time ago, the girl was still a half grown child.

They went to see where old Master Cheng's soul fell.

And a lot of other things.

For his younger generation, he had only pity on her.

Li Fuyao did not speak.He has seen too many people die in front of his own eyes, too many, too many, he is not willing to count in the end.

He just sat there.

After a long time, he put the sugar gourd beside her and stood up.

Li Fuyao did not seem to be able to wait for the girl to call him uncle again.

Just after he gets up, Cheng Mu's eyes are full of tears.

In the world, there are too many unpleasant things.

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