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Chapter 21: I am not dead!

After two cups of tea, Chen Changsheng took off the wine gourd from his waist and placed it on the table.

Chen Changsheng said: "As usual, one gourd of Qiuyue Brewing."

Xuanhuang couldn't help but paused when he saw the wine gourd, and then said with a smile: "In the past, when the master was still here, the husband would bring a gourd of wine with him every time he came. At that time, I was also very greedy, but I didn't dare to come forward and ask for it. , I never thought that time has changed, and now I can actually drink my husband’s wine.”

Chang Shan stood aside and waited. He listened to the conversation between the master and this person, and always felt that there was something strange there.

"This wine is also brewed in the market." Chen Changsheng said, "There is nothing unusual about it."

"The ones brought by sir are naturally different."

"You..."

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh and said: "Why do you always think of Chen so highly? When your master was still here, he was never polite to me."

Xuanhuang explained: "According to the rules, sir and master are of the same generation. As a junior, I should respect him."

"Stop fussing a few words."

Chen Changsheng dropped the subject and said, "Drink!"

"Eh."

Xuanhuang agreed, smiling like a child.

At this time, junior sister Zisu suddenly rushed in.

"Master, Master!"

"Suddenly there were so many books outside the door! I don't know who put them there!"

"Book?"

Xuanhuang paused and looked at Mr. Chen.

Chen Changsheng replied: "It should be for Chen. I asked them to send it to Liuyunguan. I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Xuanhuang and Chen Changsheng stood up and walked towards the door.

As expected, a pile of books were neatly stacked at the door, but there was no person delivering the books outside the door.

But in fact, there were two Yinzai standing there, but they could not be seen by the masters and disciples in the Taoist temple.

Chen Changsheng walked forward and came to Yin Cha.

The person who came was none other than Hong Sancai.

Hong Sancai stepped forward and said, "Sir, all the books you want are placed here."

"It's time to work."

Chen Changsheng asked again: "Have you finished cleaning up everything in the courtyard?"

"Thank you, sir." Hong Sancai said: "With that palm strike, not even the soul is left."

Chen Changsheng joked: "Then I will be gentler next time and find something for you to do."

Hong Sancai smiled and said: "No, then it's better to solve it thoroughly."

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile.

Xuanhuang was standing in the Taoist temple. He saw that there was no one in front of his husband, but he seemed to be talking to someone.

He was a little surprised at first, but soon figured it out.

They are probably the ghosts and gods here.

Other than that, there is no other explanation.

And in the corner of the Taoist temple, four heads secretly watched this scene.

"Who is he talking to?"

"You shouldn't be talking to a ghost, right?"

The youngest Zisu was a little scared and said: "Second Senior Brother, don't scare me."

Hong Sancai, who was at the entrance of the Taoist temple, did not stay much longer. He exchanged a few pleasantries with Chen Changsheng and then said goodbye: "Sir, the things have been delivered. I will go back and resume my duties first."

Chen Changsheng asked: "Don't look anymore? These are all your disciples."

Hong Sancai shook his head and said: "Now that Hong has become a sinner, he can no longer remember this mortal life."

Chen Changsheng sighed softly and said: "That's good, so as not to have more obsessions."

"Goodbye, sir."

"Farewell."

Hong Sancai took another Yinshi down the mountain.

Xuanhuang stepped forward and came to the gentleman's side.

Chen Changsheng looked at the back of Hong Sancai as he came down the mountain. This man died on this mountain, but now he has really walked down the mountain.

Xuanhuang asked aloud: "Is he the master just now?"

"Um."

Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Your master did good deeds and accumulated virtues during his lifetime. After his death, he was promoted by the City God and entered the underworld. Now he is the underworld envoy of Qiuyuefang."

Xuanhuang was filled with emotion, closed his eyes and murmured: "Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

"Don't think too deeply."

Chen Changsheng said: "Your master didn't even take a look. If your master can understand it, you should also be able to understand it."

Xuanhuang nodded and said, "Xuanhuang understands."

He looked at the pile of books at the door and said, "These books..."

"Let you go here."

Chen Changsheng said: "I can't finish it this time, and it will be the same next time."

Xuanhuang understood in his heart, and then turned around and said: "Don't look at it, why don't you come over quickly and help Mr. move the books."

Seeing that they were discovered, the four disciples had no choice but to come out.

The third junior brother Scrophulariaceae scratched his head and explained: "Master, we are just passing by."

Xuanhuang smiled helplessly and said, "Move your books."

Chang Shan asked: "Master, where are you moving to?"

"Just move it to the library and keep it."

"good."

Several people moved a few each and quickly moved all the books at the door inside.

On the way, Scrophulariaceae was curious and muttered: "What kind of books are these? Why don't they have any titles?"

With that said, he was about to open it and take a look.

But suddenly a hand came over.

"Crack."

Scrophulariaceae quickly retracted her hand, looked at her senior brother and said, "Senior brother, why did you hit me?"

Chang Shan said: "Didn't Master teach you? Don't touch other people's things. If that gentleman knew about it, Master would lose his face."

Xuanzang seemed to have no intention of opening it and looked at it, and said, "If you don't want to look at it, then you won't look at it..."

Chen Changsheng held a book in his hand.

The things recorded in this book belong to the category of Escape Techniques, which focus on Five Elements Techniques. Chen Changsheng has only been practicing cultivation for a short time, so it is still a bit difficult to understand, but it is not difficult to understand.

But from Xuanhuang's perspective, the book Chen Changsheng was reading was filled with blank pages, and nothing could be seen.

He was a little confused and asked: "Why are you holding a blank book and reading it, sir?"

Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "There are no words in the book, but there are words in Chen's eyes."

Xuanhuang was startled when he heard this, and suddenly said: "Sir, you are a great talent."

Chen Changsheng closed the book and said, "Let's go in and talk."

After returning to the pavilion.

Xuanhuang and Chen Changsheng sat across from each other and drank.

A gourd of autumn moon brew is enough to chat until dusk and sunset.

Xuanhuang talked much less than his master, but it was good for Chen Changsheng. At least he would not feel bored. If he talked a lot like his master, it would make his brain hurt from listening to it.

In a blink of an eye, it was sunset.

The sky also took on a dim color, gradually turning yellow and finally turning into a fiery red.

And the gourd of Qiuyue Brewing on the table has also bottomed out.

Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered his previous agreement with Old Man Zhang, but looking at the weather, he might not be able to keep up.

It seems that we can only wait until next time...

Chen Changsheng chatted with Xuanhuang about several of his disciples, and at the same time, he was also waiting for this death.

"It's getting dark..."

Xuanhuang said: "Sir, are you leaving?"

Chen Changsheng looked towards the other side, the last ray of light was about to fall.

"It should be so..."

When the sun completely sank under the mountain, the sky became completely dark.

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, with a bit of surprise in his eyes. He stood up and looked into the distance.

Xuanhuang was a little confused and asked, "What are you looking at, sir?"

"Is it completely dark?" Chen Changsheng asked dully.

Xuanhuang replied: "Sir, it's dark."

Chen Changsheng was shocked in his heart. Looking at the dark night, his figure trembled slightly and his lips trembled unconsciously.

"I actually..."

"Not dead?"


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