Chapter Three: Coming and Going Without a Trace, the Immortal
Chen Changsheng walked on the official road.
What I saw when I looked up was the dusk that was about to fall, seeming to dye the surrounding mountains red.
Chen Changsheng shook the gourd and found that not a drop of wine was left inside.
I originally called Qiuyue Niang to drink with the old Taoist priest, but in the end, the old Taoist priest drank it all by himself.
"I have no wine to drink."
Chen Changsheng sighed softly and vented his unhappiness.
Although he had already anticipated that such a day would come, he still felt extremely unhappy when he found out about it.
But birth, aging, sickness and death are the normal conditions in the world, and there is nothing he can do to stop this.
This was probably his most unpleasant day.
Chen Changsheng simply found a tree and sat down, quietly waiting for night to fall.
When the fall completely fades away, it's time for him to continue for the next three years.
However, at this moment, a voice came.
"Why is Mr. Chen sitting here?"
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and looked over.
The visitor was wearing an official robe, soap boots, and a black crow mask. However, he had no legs and floated in front of Chen Changsheng's eyes like a wisp of soul.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Chen Changsheng's eyes. He was a little confused as to why this thing came to him and even called him Mr. Chen.
Chen Changsheng pretended to be calm, stood up and asked, "May I ask what you are looking for for me?"
It’s not a human being! But it’s not a ghost either!
It’s the underworld parade in Qiuyuefang City God’s Temple!
Those between humans and ghosts are called ghosts and gods.
Chen Changsheng had seen him several times in Qiuyuefang when he woke up a few years ago, and later went to the City God Temple to visit him, but he had never spoken to these shady patrols.
Hiroyuki laughed under the mask, then stretched out his hand to lift the mask.
The moment the mask was unveiled, Chen Changsheng was suddenly stunned.
Xuanyou held the mask, looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a smile, "Sir, could it be that you can't even recognize my voice?"
Chen Changsheng paused slightly, his eyes unable to conceal the astonishment.
"you you you……"
When Chen Changsheng came to his senses, he smacked his lips and asked, "Why did you become a shady?"
Hong Sancai smiled and said: "I had many merits and deeds during my lifetime, so the Lord City God promoted me to a poor man and became a wanderer in the underworld."
Chen Changsheng's expression paused when he heard this.
However, the next moment, he suddenly burst into laughter.
Hong Sancai asked doubtfully: "Why is Mr. Chen laughing?"
Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "Chen thought you were dead, and the Autumn Moon Brew was sprinkled on your grave. Who would have thought that you suddenly appeared again at this time, and it turned out to be a sinister incident. Hong Sancai, Hong Sancai,
Chen was almost fooled by you."
Hong Sancai also laughed, and then explained: "Pindao didn't mean to deceive you, sir. It's just that the tour has to change day and night. Pindao can only take advantage of dusk to find time to come and meet you. Sir, don't be surprised."
Chen Changsheng's smile faded a little and he said, "It's better that I'm not dead."
"Dead." Hong Sancai said.
Chen Changsheng said: "Half of him is dead."
Hong Sancai smiled helplessly, nodded and said, "It's whatever you say, sir."
Chen Changsheng smiled, but suddenly looked towards the horizon.
The evening sun had already set halfway down the mountain.
He couldn't help but said: "It's a pity that you came at the wrong time. If you had come earlier, we could sit down and chat more."
"Pindao thinks the time is right."
Hong Sancai came forward and sat down, sitting across from Chen Changsheng and talking.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Just right?"
Hong Sancai said: "On this day in the past, Pindao and my husband sat in front of Liuyun Temple, under the moonlight, and discussed the immortal way. Unfortunately, things in the world are unpredictable. Now Pindao is not a human being, but he can still sit and talk with him. There are also
What's not right?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Chen Changsheng nodded and smiled and said: "It's a pity that there is no Qiuyue Brewing this year, otherwise we could have had two drinks."
"It's still a long time. Next time I can have a drink with my husband."
"keep your word."
"That's natural."
The two looked at each other and smiled. When old friends meet, they always have something to say.
Hong Sancai never imagined that after his death he would become a sinister person, or even see Chen Changsheng again. Everything had its own destiny.
Hong Sancai asked: "Now that it has become a parade, Pindao has figured out a lot of things. It turns out that Pindao never found the immortal path during his lifetime. Although he has lived for more than one hundred and fourteen years, in the final analysis, it is just longevity.
, only you, sir, can truly find the immortal path."
When Chen Changsheng heard this, he asked, "Why do you see it?"
"There is no other explanation."
Hong Sancai said: "I have known my husband for more than fifty years. My husband never grows old or dies. His name cannot even be found in the books of the underworld. Only an immortal can do this."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Do I look like me?"
"It's not like, it's like."
Hong Sancai replied: "If not, how could Sir see me?"
"I have been able to see ghosts and gods since I was born." Chen Changsheng said.
Hong Sancai said: "You have a unique insight, and you are also very human."
Chen Changsheng joked: "To put it bluntly, you just don't treat me as a human being."
"is not what it means."
Hong Sancai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then said: "I feel it's a pity that I know that the immortals are before me, but I still can't realize the immortal way. Maybe it's because I don't have the destiny to be immortal."
"I'm not a fairy."
Chen Changsheng shook his head in denial, then dropped the subject and said, "So what you mean by this is that you accept your fate?"
Hong Sancai nodded and said, "I accept my fate."
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said: "He is a hero when he is alive, but a withered skeleton after death. People often accept their fate at the last moment. This is the way of ordinary people."
"What you said is absolutely true."
While I was talking, the setting sun went down halfway.
The sky is getting darker and darker
Hong Sancai paused for a moment, then spoke again: "When I left the workshop earlier, Lord Chenghuang asked Pindao about my husband, and asked me to discuss something with him."
Chen Changsheng was stunned and said: "Lord City God? I want you to discuss it with me?"
Hong Sancai said: "Actually, Lord Chenghuang has known about your existence for a long time. Over the years, he has been looking for an opportunity to meet you, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he has been hesitant, so he asked Pindao to come and invite you.
gentlemen."
Chen Changsheng was a little flattered when he heard this. To be honest, he was really not an immortal. It was purely the curse on his body that caused these people to have some illusions.
It seems that the City God of Qiuyuefang also misunderstood!
This is how to do……
Hong Sancai smiled and said: "The poor Taoist has become a parade, maybe it has also hindered my husband's luck."
Chen Changsheng waved his hands and said, "It has nothing to do with me. It was you who did good deeds and accumulated virtue during your lifetime that gave you this opportunity."
Hong Sancai disagreed. He always believed that he had taken advantage of Chen Changsheng.
Hong Sancai did not continue, but returned to the topic and said: "Mr. Chen, why don't you give Pindao an answer first, so that I can inform Lord Cheng Huang."
Chen Changsheng turned his head and looked towards the horizon.
Only a few outlines of the setting sun remain, and it will soon sink.
He also wanted to meet the City God, firstly to get to know the City God of this world, and secondly, to find out if there was any way to break the curse of the mayfly on his body.
"Time is not waiting for me." Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head.
"Isn't time waiting for me?"
Hong Sancai blinked, a little confused.
"Um."
Chen Changsheng turned around and said: "Since Lord Cheng Huang has invited me, Chen will go immediately, but I'm afraid I won't be able to do it today."
"When was that?"
Chen Changsheng replied: "I'm afraid it will take three years."
Hong Sancai nodded after hearing this. This was pretty much what he expected. Mr. Chen had always been like this and would come to see him every three years.
The last afterglow is about to fall.
Chen Changsheng hit him, feeling sleepy, and said, "It's time for me to go."
"Today, three years later, Chen will be attending the banquet."
"I'll send you off first..."
Hong Sancai was about to get up and see him off, but the next moment, he suddenly froze.
When the last twilight fell.
Chen Changsheng's figure suddenly became unreal.
Hong Sancai blinked and thought he was dazzled. However, all of this actually happened before his eyes.
The sky is dark.
Chen Changsheng's figure was like flying sand, scattered away when a gust of wind blew by.
In just the blink of an eye, he was gone.
Hong Sancai looked stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
"He comes and goes without a trace, he really is an immortal..."