Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 860: Many are not as good as before

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Li Fuyao didn't stay in Jianshan anyway. After the last snow, he had to leave Jianshan, but before that, he made a hot pot in the bamboo building.

His technique is not considered proficient, after all, before this, things like hot pot were all directed at Fengchen and Yufu.

But now, these two have already left the world.

So this hot pot can only be made by a guy who is not good at doing it.

For a hot pot meal, only five people gathered this time.

Except for the two sword immortals, Li Fuyao and Chen Sheng, the other three are Zhao Dabao and Xu Yue, plus Liu Shan who went up the mountain before.

When Liu Shan practiced swordsmanship, he said that there were some twists and turns before, but after going up the mountain, there were no problems, and he was hardworking. Among the disciples who went up the mountain at the same time, he was also a leader. Of course, this is also inseparable. Zhao Dabao's guidance.

After many years, I saw this Mr. Li again. Of course, Liu Shan would not call Mr. Li again, but honestly called Li Jianxian.

Li Fuyao just nodded, and didn't say much else. Words like persuading people to be diligent are not appropriate now.

After sitting down, I just waited to eat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little special.

Too quiet.

At this moment, Zhao Dabao didn't know what to say, but in the end Chen Sheng spoke first, "If the linden tree on Lingshan can be saved, it will be very difficult to do the rest."

He is a sensible man, knowing how uncertain the so-called method of saving people is.

Li Fuyao was holding a piece of hairy belly. After listening to this, he was silent for a moment and said: "Then go to Heaven."

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

Chen Sheng stopped talking. As his master, even if he is not with him often, he still knows the temperament of his apprentice. As long as he recognizes things, no one can persuade him.

Pinching back the hairy belly, Li Fuyao chewed in the mouth, his expression extremely plain.

Zhao Dabao is honestly scalding his duck intestines. He has nothing to say about this kind of thing.

Xu Yue couldn't speak in front of these two sword immortals, so she didn't speak either, but Liu Shan who got the hidden fish sword from Chunan before going up the mountain wanted to say a few words, but was pulled by Zhao Dabao. Behind the sleeves, there was no opening.

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

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

Then he said: "The hot pot taste is not authentic, because it was not made by Mr. Chao, he is from Gyeongju Prefecture, neither of us."

The hot pot in Gyeongju must be made by people from Gyeongju.

Chen Sheng did not speak.

"Jianshan will have fewer things without the master." Li Fuyao looked at Chen Sheng, this was what he wanted to say.

Chen Sheng understands what this sentence means.

He thought about it for a while, and then said: "It doesn't necessarily require people from Gyeongju to make hot pot to be authentic. Even outsiders who spend some time in Gyeongju will be good at making hot pot afterwards. "

Chen Sheng is rarely 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 except Mr. Chao."

When these two people speak, in the mist, Zhao Dabao and Liu Shan are not very clear, but Xu Yue, who is very thoughtful, knows one.

Some.

But I just knew it, and didn't say anything.

Chen Sheng didn't speak, but looked at Li Fuyao seriously.

"When the master can't do it, don't do it. I will 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, but in fact, he understood Li Fuyao's perspective.

The few people in this world who have something to do with him have almost left the world. Whether it is Li's father and Li's mother, Chao Fengchen and the three uncles, they have all gone. Qinghuai is also the present one. With a miserable appearance, if you change to another monk, you may not care, but Chen Sheng knows that Li Fuyao is still a young man.

This blow was a bit too big for him.

Zhao Dabao whispered to Master, pulling Chen Sheng's thoughts back, and then he stood up, walked to the bamboo building, looked at the scenery of Jianshan, and then looked up at the sky, and then smiled: "Master doesn't carry this burden. You have 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 are people he cares about in any place now, then Luoyang City will definitely be one of them.

March is deep in spring, Luoyang City is also a good time.

The successor Yanling emperor received some criticism besides gathering the army to go to war with Liangxi. At other times, he was always the sage lord in the mouth of the ministers of civil and military affairs.

There are more and more monks in Luoyang City. Confucianism does not know why, and has not done anything to Yanling. The national strength of Yanling is flourishing, and there is a peaceful scene.

Especially Luoyang, the national capital.

Li Fuyao heard some rumors when he entered Luoyang City, probably about him, the sword immortal, and about the Taoist species, anyway, the two are basically inseparable in secular rumors.

Except for this one thing.

The previous incident of Li Fuyao going to the demon land to kill the three great monsters has already made him taller among the common people.

Although there hasn't been any conflict between the Monster Race and the Human Race in the past six thousand years, the matter between the two races is no longer clear in these six thousand years.

Except for the monks on the mountain, Li Fuyao also heard some other things, of course they were all irrelevant things.

But there are still some of them that Li Fuyao also finds a bit interesting.

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

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

It's just that although she is known as a painting saint, she is a portrait of outsiders, and it is rare. The previous time she entered the palace, she painted a picture for the noble concubine, which has already shocked the entire palace. .

Except for this painting, there are only a few that have been circulated in Luoyang City.

The one that has been copied the most is naturally Li Fuyao painted by Cheng Mu.

Many people have heard of the name of Li Jianxian, but they have never seen it before. The portraits circulated before, dare not be regarded as the true face of Li Fuyao, but Cheng Mu is different. She is Li Jianxian’s niece, so she Everyone believed that it was Li Jianxian.

Li Fuyao went to take a few glances before going to Cheng Mansion, and found that he was really himself. This could only change his face. He bought a bunch of candied haws on the corner of the street, and then he came to Cheng Mansion's backyard.

Backyard

There are not many people. It was already March, but I don’t know what happened. I can’t feel the spring here.

And there was a smell of medicine not far away.

Several doctors walked out of the yard and took a closer look. They were still the imperial doctors in the palace.

Li Fuyao frowned, walked toward the courtyard, and hit an old woman halfway down the road.

The old woman took two steps back, and when she looked up, she saw Li Fuyao's face.

In a moment, she knelt down towards Li Fuyao and called out a few words to Master Jianxian.

Li Fuyao gave a hum, and asked: "How is your lady?"

This old woman was in Cheng's Mansion at the beginning, and she has been thinking about it for decades, so she has seen Li Fuyao.

"The young lady is dying, and the eunuchs are helpless, Master Sword Immortal..."

The old woman's eyes were red, and she was a little bit crying.

Li Fuyao is about to step into the house.

But the old woman stopped and said: "The young lady said, if Master Jianxian comes, please Master Jianxian not to see her."

Li Fuyao looked at the old woman, his expression unchanged.

He remembered a lot of things, probably all about Cheng Mu. His niece is the offspring of two monks, but she doesn't want to practice, so she will get old soon and leave the world.

But before leaving the world, there was still some time. She could have had a better life, but I don't know why, she didn't marry. In the past few years, her favorite thing to do is painting.

So she has the title of a female painter.

Li Fuyao sighed and stood in front of the door, holding the bunch of candied haws in his hands.

Why did Cheng Mu not see him? Probably Li Fuyao could also think of it, that was that his face was already old and he didn't want to see Li Fuyao who hadn't changed his appearance.

But after thinking about it, Li Fuyao still walked in.

The room is full of medicine, and there is a bed in the innermost part, but there are portraits around the bed.

There are many.

Most of them are Li Fuyao.

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

The most vivid one is Li Fuyao and Ye Shengge under the umbrella.

Li Fuyao took a few steps forward and came to the bed. On the bed was a wrinkled old woman.

She has gray hair and is no longer what she used to be.

Close your eyes tightly, obviously you will die soon.

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to smooth her brows, then whispered: "Little girl."

Cheng Mu didn't open his eyes.

Li Fuyao reached out and put her hand on her wrist, and found that her vitality was almost cut off, let alone him, even others could not save her.

Li Fuyao looked at her and remembered that a long time ago, this girl was still a half-old child.

They went together to see where Mr. Cheng's soul had fallen.

Many other things have been done.

For his junior, he has nothing but pity for her.

Li Fuyao did not speak.

He has seen too many people die in front of his eyes. There are too many, and he is unwilling to count them.

He just sat like this.

A long time later, he put the bunch of candied haws beside her and stood up.

Li Fuyao does not seem to be able to wait for that girl to call him uncle again.

Only after he got up, tears fell from the corner of Cheng Mu's eyes.

There are too many unsatisfactory things in the world.