After learning about their conspiracy from Lei Lujun, Lu Yu took off his armor, removed the sign of the war horse, and headed south, and returned to Chang'an with a quick horse.

Logically speaking, if he didn't want the news leaked when he learned the secret, the best way was to kill Lei Lujun. But once he was killed, Li Fuguo would definitely know that in this way, what changes might happen.

The core of this matter is Luo Miao. As long as Luo Miao knows about this matter in advance, most of Li Fuguo's plans will be defeated.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lu Yu chose to keep Lei Lujun's life, so that Li Fuguo knew that someone had already understood his plan.

What he wanted to do was to inform Luo Miao of this matter as quickly as possible.

Therefore, after arriving in Chang'an, he immediately rushed to Luo Miao's residence. But after arriving, he found that Luo Miao had led his army to Chang'an and headed for Yecheng.

It was of great importance, and Lu Yu did not dare to ask someone to pass the message. Fortunately, Yidijian and the Uighur cavalry were behind him and had not arrived in Chang'an yet. In this way, he could have a short rest before heading to Yecheng.

So Lu Yu found a noodle restaurant in West City and planned to continue on his way after eating.

While eating noodles, the conversations of the people on the table continued to reach his ears:

"You said that we can win the battle in Yecheng?"

"That's more important? Since we took back Luoyang, the rebels have long been grasshoppers in the autumn - they can't jump for a few days! Now that our 200,000 army besieged its small city, can there be a reason why it can't be captured?"

"That's it! Drink and drink!" The two of them cheered and exchanged glasses.

But after hearing this, Lu Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly. If the Tang army could take advantage of the victory and pursue the rebels would have been wiped out long ago.

But at that time, Tang Ting delayed the fighter plane in vain due to internal intrigue.

Now, the rebels have gained a foothold in Yecheng. With Shi Siming from Hebei as a supporter, the Tang army will have to spend some effort to win. In addition, undercurrents within the Tang court are now surging, and the outcome of this battle is really between the two.

And then, one of the two people continued to say, "By the way, have you heard of it? The disciple of the Saint Wu Daozi is dead!"

"Admission? Does Wu Daozi have an apprentice?" The other person was a little surprised.

Lu Yu's feelings were similar to his, because he didn't know when Wu Daozi accepted an apprentice.

"Don't you know?" The tone of the speaker was filled with a show-off. "It is said that he was in poor health in the past two years and felt that his deadline was not far away, so he wanted to accept an apprentice to inherit his mantle. More than half a year ago, he accepted a young man named Lu Cijia as his disciple and trained him carefully. However, Lu Cijia was weak in body, but he didn't care about himself. He picked up the brush and painted day and night. Not long ago, he painted in Zhuangyan Temple, and worked hard. The painting was completed, but he was tired and sick. He died within a month!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really a jealous talent. Wu Daozi is pitiful! Hey, how did you know this?" Another person asked a question that Lu Yu was also puzzled.

"Hehe," the man's laughter was very proud. "Earlier today, I met my cousin who became a monk in Dacien Temple on the street. All these were told to me. Wu Daozi is now living in Dacien Temple. My cousin bought medicine for him when he went out. The old man was in poor health. Now that his disciple is dead again, he may not be able to hold on for long."

"Oh!" another man sighed, "He is really unlucky. We are about to quell the rebellion, and I don't know if he can see it."

"Isn't that?" The two of them shook their heads and sighed, and they started to touch the cups again.

On the other side, Lu Yu could no longer eat the half bowl of noodles in front of him.

"Boss! No need to look for it!" He put a hanging of copper coins on the table, got up and left.

He was going to see Wu Daozi at Dacien Temple.

As he stepped out of the store, a figure rushed into the door and almost hit him.

He dodged away from the person, and a look of alertness appeared in Lu Yu's eyes.

Subconsciously, he had always been worried that Li Fuguo would design to obstruct him after he knew the secret, so now he would have a slight disturbance.

But after seeing the man clearly, Lu Yu's expression turned into joy.

"It's you! Monk Huaisu!" Lu Yu shouted in surprise.

The man was young and had a twilight head, which was Huaisu, the monk who Lu Yu had given him the book book of Zhang Xu before.

When Huaisu heard someone calling his name, she was stunned and quickly looked up.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted in surprise: "General Lu! Why are you?"

Lu Yu waved his hand and whispered: "I am no longer a general, just call me by my name."

Huaisu nodded: "What Mr. Lu said is that the little monk is reckless."

"I should have talked to you, but now..." As he said that, Lu Yu's eyes lit up, "Yes! I'll take you to see Wu Daozi?"

"Ah?" Huaisu was stunned at first, then responded quickly, "Senior, he is also in Chang'an? That little monk is naturally going to visit!"

"Okay! Then let's go!" Lu Yu pulled Huaisu's arm and took him out of the store. Then he asked him to ride his own horse and used his light skills. In less than a cup of tea, he came to the door of Dacien Temple.

There was a novice monk standing in front of the temple gate. Lu Yu stepped forward to him and said that he hoped to come in and visit Wu Daozi. Seeing that Huaisu was also a monk, the novice monk did not ask any questions and led them into the temple gate and came all the way to the back mountain.

A small courtyard was built next to the mountain road. Lu Yu and Huaisu saw an old man in a long robe holding a paintbrush in his hand and splashing ink in the courtyard.

When the two saw that he was painting, they couldn't bear to disturb him. It was not until they arrived at the gate of the courtyard that the novice monk who led the way said, "Mr. Wu! There are guests coming to see you!"

"Oh? Who is it?" Wu Daozi responded happily and raised his head slowly.

Lu Yu's heart suddenly moved, and he saw that Wu Daozi in front of him had white hair and a haggard face, and he looked like he was drifting in the west.

"Senior, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Lu Yu said in a stern voice.

When Wu Daozi saw that the person coming was Lu Yu, a little bit of brilliance appeared in his eyes: "It's Mr. Lu! How do you know I'm here? Please, please!"

Pushing open the wood door, Lu Yu and Huaisu entered the hospital one after another, while the novice monk who led the way gave a gift and turned around and left.

"I heard that my senior lives here temporarily, so I came over to take a look." Lu Yu briefly explained where he learned Wu Daozi's whereabouts, and then pointed to Huaisu beside him. "Senior, I didn't have time to explain in detail when I met last time. This is the booklet given to me by Mr. Huaisu. I have transferred it to him."

"Amitabha, the little monk Huaisu pays homage to senior!" Huaisu saluted Wu Daozi respectfully.

"Oh oh!" Wu Daozi showed joy, "Have you received the inheritance of your senior brother? Not bad! Don't be too polite, come and sit down." As he said that, he waved his sleeves and dusted the dust on the stool in the yard. Wu Daozi is no longer as strong as before, and even dusting the dust seems a little difficult.

After the three of them sat in the yard, Lu Yu couldn't help but sigh: "Senior, it's all my fault for being young, reckless and seriously injured you. It's only been two years, and you've been..." Lu Yu's eyes were filled with tears, his tone was choked, and he couldn't continue to say anything.
Chapter completed!