Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment while watching the strings. He turned to look at the Old City God on the side and asked: "The Old City God has been in his position for many years. If there is such a cause and effect, what will happen if he enters the underworld?"
The Old City God hesitated for a moment and said: "With such a great cause and effect as the string string girl, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the reincarnation in the future. If I enter the underworld, I will be sentenced to death."
"Furthermore, the cause and effect of Miss String String's contamination may not be something that ordinary monks can help with. I'm afraid that the Lord of the Capital may have lost a lot of merit and incense."
When there is a war in the world, part of the karma on the battlefield will also be on the strings. The more people die, the greater the karma will be.
No matter who saves the string string, he will eventually be connected to the cause and effect. Under the influence of karma, the monks will be cut off from their roots, and the mortals will be unable to escape.
After hearing this, Mo Yuan frowned and asked, "Isn't there nothing we can do?"
The old city god shook his head and said nothing more.
When Stringer saw that they were all silent, she forced out a smile and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. This is Stringer's fault. Whatever the consequences are, Stringer will bear the same responsibility."
Things in the world have causes and consequences, and the ultimate difficulty must be caused by causes. String string has already made plans for it. She cannot escape this, and she has never thought of letting anyone help her.
After that, no one mentioned this matter again. Even if they wanted to help, there was nothing they could do. That karma was not something they could get away with.
But the main reason is that it doesn't make sense, why should we save her if we have no relatives?
Who here has not seen countless sufferings and bitterness? If we say pity, how can we be pity?
Chen Changsheng glanced at String String, but didn't say much. Then he drank and chatted with everyone, and talked about some scattered things.
When it was almost nightfall, everyone left one after another. Before leaving, Yunli wanted to leave something as an apology for being surrounded by Liuyun Temple last time, but Chen Changsheng did not ask for it and asked him to take it back together.
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"If you have any thoughts, spend them on Chenghuang. You don't owe Chen anything."
In the end, Yunli couldn't keep those things, so he had no choice but to get on the flying boat and leave with the head of the family.
Yunze recalled what he saw and heard today and couldn't help but said: "You can visit this senior more often in the future."
Yunli paused for a moment, knowing that the head of the family said this specifically for him.
Yun Li smacked his lips and said, "Master... I just want to be an idle monk, like Mr. Chen."
Yunze said: "Let's talk about that first."
Yunli sighed softly, thinking about drinking and chatting in Liuyunguan today, he couldn't help but miss it. Isn't this the day he always wanted?
A Taoist temple, a jar of fine wine, and a few good friends are much better than that immortal monk.
But what the head of the family said is right. Without moral conduct, how can we talk about these things?
I'm really envious.
The old city god drank a lot of wine. He is a ghost and he will naturally not get drunk. During this gathering, he felt more and more that Mr. Chen's Taoism was unfathomable. Before leaving, he made an appointment with Mr. Chen to come to Qiuyuefang for tea after he went down the mountain.
But no one can tell when.
In addition to thanking Mr. Chen for his advice, Ying Yuan also mentioned something.
"After my father became the Dragon King of the Tongtian River, he set up a banquet for the rivers and seas. There is a banquet every hundred years. At that time, many water monsters from the Tongtian River and the Wild Sea will come. This time, I am also entrusted by my father to invite Mr. Chen.
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After hearing this, Chen Changsheng paused and asked, "When was it?"
"Three years later."
Ying Yuan said: "Originally it was scheduled for early spring, but my father deliberately changed it to the beginning of summer."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "Mr. Long is really too polite. In this case, there is no reason for Chen not to go. Chen will definitely come to the Jianghai Banquet in three years' time as promised."
When Ying Yuan got the answer, a big stone fell to the ground in his heart, so he could go back and resume his life.
After Ying Yuan left, only Mo Yuan, Cheng Huang and Xing Xin were left in Liuyun Temple. In addition, there was a drunk red fish who still hadn't sobered up.
After the show ended, Liuyun Temple also calmed down.
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at the string instrument in the courtyard and said, "Can you please Miss string instrument to come with me to the backyard?"
Strings paused for a moment, then followed Mr. Chen.
Mo Yuan watched this scene, he touched his chin, rubbed Chenghuang, and said, "Do you think Mr. Chen will save her?"
Chenghuang thought for a moment and said, "Maybe."
Mo Yuan smiled and said, "How about making a bet?"
Chenghuang was stunned, shook his head and said, "I won't gamble."
"Why are you so stupid?" Mo Yuan was shocked.
Chenghuang looked at him and said, "I won't bet with you."
After hearing this, Mo Yuan said angrily: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Is it possible that the elder brother can still trick the younger brother?"
Chenghuang didn't speak, but looked at him with strange eyes.
Mo Yuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's a shame that I'm so kind to you. It turns out you miss me this way."
After hearing this, Chenghuang said: "Then... let's bet."
"That's right."
Mo Yuan smiled and said, "Let's bet on four hundred years of merit."
Chenghuang shook his head and said: "Fifty years, maybe. The four hundred years were given to me by you as a gift and should not be used for gambling."
When Mo Yuan heard what he said, he suddenly stopped laughing.
He smacked his lips and asked: "Then let me ask you, if I want to get back those four hundred years of merit, will you return it to me?"
Chenghuang asked in confusion: "Do you lack merit?"
"I mean if."
"Is this so..."
Chenghuang thought for a while and said, "If you want it, I can give you the extra fifty years."
Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Why do I have such a stupid little brother like you?"
"Am I stupid?"
Chenghuang didn't understand, shouldn't it be like this?
Mo Yuan waved his hand and didn't explain anything.
Chenghuang blinked and asked, "Are you still betting?"
"bet."
Mo Yuan said: "I bet you four hundred and fifty years, but I, Mr. Ya, will save her."
Chenghuang opened his mouth and said, "But..."
"What if you don't save her?" Mo Yuan said.
Chenghuangba smacked his lips, nodded and said, "Then... that's okay."
Mo Yuan looked at the corridor leading to the backyard in the hall.
Sometimes he feels that he is really strange.
You can't see anyone smart, let alone someone so stupid.
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Sunset in the west.
A layer of afterglow fell into Liuyun Temple.
String music came out from the backyard of Liuyunguan.
After listening to her talk about her experiences over the years, the husband asked about the knife and then her plans, just like old friends meeting each other to reminisce.
She glanced back at the backyard, and then stepped away from the Taoist temple. As she left, she took a few desolate steps.
Mr. Chen walked out and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her coming down the mountain.
Mo Yuan asked: "Sir, are you planning to save her?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "She has her own plans."
Mo Yuan nodded after hearing this. He looked at the string string that was going away down the mountain. He originally thought that she came here to ask Mr. Chen for rescue.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the people who can get acquainted with Mr. Chen are extraordinary, even ordinary people, there are never any bad ones.
Chenghuang was slightly startled and looked at Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan smiled and said, "I will lose four hundred and fifty years of merit to you."
Chenghuang felt strange. He didn't understand why Mo Yuan lost. This was so inappropriate.