Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-One: Desire to Cover up Mistakes and Seek Freedom
After Chen Changsheng left the restaurant, he went to the City God Temple.
The old city god Mao Gongjiu was particularly excited after seeing Chen Changsheng, and started nagging Chen Changsheng.
"Mr. Chen hasn't been back for some years."
"Old Cheng Huang has had a good time coming here over the years."
"Then I have to thank you sir for your guidance back then. Now Mao is focused on nothing and is much more free and easy."
After a few exchanges of greetings, Chen Changsheng also explained his purpose of coming.
"To be fair to the Old City God, Chen wanted to ask the Old City God to help Chen with something."
After hearing this, the Old City God paused and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Chen, please speak."
"I'm afraid Chen won't be returning to Liuyunguan for a long time. I hope the old city god will inform them when the time comes."
Chen Changsheng then gave some instructions.
Mo Yuan and Cheng Huang should also go outside and take a look. As for Tao'er, she has a new home now, so she doesn't have to worry about it.
"There's something else."
Chen Changsheng said: "Regarding the inheritance of Liuyun Temple, Chen calculated that someone will open the gate of Liuyun Temple again in the near future, and I hope the old city god will take care of it."
The old city god was silent for a long time without speaking.
He was thinking in his mind, and his brows became darker.
Then he asked: "Will Mr. Chen be gone for a long time?"
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes to look at him and nodded.
The old city god breathed a sigh of relief, but did not answer anything. Instead, he said: "How about looking for a teahouse? Sit down and chat slowly."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and agreed, "That's fine."
The teahouse is not far away, and it wasn't closed when we arrived, but we thought we'd get there soon.
The waiter served tea, and Chen Changsheng and Old Cheng Huang found a secluded place to sit down.
The old city god pushed the cup forward and breathed a sigh of relief: "I remember the last time I sat like this with my husband was many years ago."
Chen Changsheng thought deeply: "It's been a long time, thirty years?"
The old city god nodded and said: "Mr. Dissatisfied, at that time I wanted to chat with you for a few words. I just wanted to gain something from him and hope that the immortal would show me the way."
He couldn't help but shake his head, feeling ridiculous in his heart.
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "Old City God's behavior makes Chen a little uncomfortable. It's not like Chen won't come back."
After hearing this, the old city god smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I also thought that by saying all these words this time, I would be able to settle my worries."
Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea and said, "Chen has never thought anything of you, Old City God. He has always regarded you as a good friend."
He knew that the Old City God had no intentions at the time, but that was not the case at the beginning. They made friends for profit and later became friends. Although they did not meet often, they always thought about such a gentleman. There was such a person.
City God.
The Old City God was also Chen Changsheng's guide in practicing Buddhism, and many of his magical powers also came from the books given by the Old City God.
Otherwise, Chen Changsheng today might still be wandering around like he was before.
The old city god nodded and said: "Sir, you have never looked down on a little town god like me. Such great respect for a little god is rare. At first, I only had respect for you, but now I have a lot more friendship, just like
Human kindness in the world of mortals is the same, cherish the long journey."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Isn't the so-called respect what we should have?"
The old city god smiled and said, "Sir, I don't understand."
"Chen doesn't understand?"
"Um."
"Sir, I have never realized what kind of person I am. The little god has seen too many people and too many things. Most things in this world come and go due to profit, but whether it is Zhang Wudi Tong Zhi in the market
He is still the True Dragon and Fox Lord, but he never followed him because he thought about what he could get from him, which is even more rare than the Great Way of Immortality."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile after hearing this. How could he not know?
All the chaos in the world is for profit, but there is also pure human kindness, which is often the most rare thing.
The old city god breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Perhaps only Mr. can bring together such a group of human beings, demons, immortals and gods."
"The old city god's words are serious."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen's practice is of a low level, but he is just grateful for everyone's love."
"Sir, you are humble."
The old city god breathed a sigh of relief and said: "People like you, sir, will never lack friends no matter where they go. The little god now understands why all the immortals in the sky are afraid of the world of mortals, but you are the only one who is not afraid."
"Sir, you should be born for this world of mortals."
"Only sir, not for immortality, only for the mortal world."
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That night, the old city god talked a lot. He didn't give up until the tea was dry and the waiter came to catch up.
The old Chenghuang was a tactful man, and was not sincere in many cases, but occasionally he seemed to be suffering from some illness and would say some exaggerated words, but perhaps he did not feel that he was exaggerating.
Chen Changsheng was actually not used to hearing such compliments, but sometimes he couldn't tell whether the old city god meant it as a compliment or sincerely.
Chen Changsheng didn't want to guess.
Under the darkness of night, Chen Changsheng walked up the official road.
It was a pity that he didn't have a wine gourd beside him, so he couldn't take a big gulp of wine in this night.
What a pity for the Taoist temple on the mountain in the distance.
This place that feels like home may have to change its owner soon.
But it doesn't matter, he will come back many years later.
"The road is long, the wind is blowing slowly, I want to cover everything up, I want to be free and at ease..."
Chen Changsheng murmured softly.
He turned around and saw the dilapidated tea shop next to the official road again. He remembered that he had had tea with the shopkeeper back then and even gave him a message.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and sighed, thinking that time flies so fast.
He usually always feels sad about such past events. This is a problem, but Chen Changsheng is happy with it. He feels that people may have to have some problems to be considered human.
Just like that Buddha's son, he has lived countless lives in a round of time, all because of the compassion of the Buddha. In the remaining last life, he should be himself, because only in this way can he be considered a human being.
The so-called Buddha's heart, if there is infinite compassion, how can one be a Buddha?
Chen Changsheng was walking on the road. He couldn't find the direction, so he simply walked towards the bright moon.
Under the darkness of night, the figure of Mr. Qingshan gradually moved away, not knowing where he was going.
…
At the gate of that Taoist temple.
Mo Yuan sat on the steps and waited quietly. He was waiting for his husband to come back.
Beside him, Yu Hongjin lay with her belly in the air and snored.
Chenghuang stood on the top of the Taoist temple, looking down the mountain.
"Sir, you haven't come back yet..."
Mo Yuan muttered and couldn't help but sigh.
He waited at the entrance of the Taoist temple for more than half an hour.
Unexpectedly, I couldn't wait for Mr.
But the old city god at the foot of the mountain came.
The old city god brought a brocade box and handed it to Mo Yuan.
"Mr. Chen asked the little god to pass this thing to the real dragon."