Hong Sancai also found it incredible. He had heard the old city god talk about Mr. Chen's extraordinary monk before.
Now that he saw this, Hong Sancai realized that if monks were compared to mountains, then Mr. Chen might be a peak rising straight into the sky among thousands of mountain valleys.
It really frightened him.
But when it comes to what the cause of the wish is, Hong Sancai is not clear. After all, he has only been in the position for a short time, so how can he know too much.
In the end, he just handed over the original copy of the method to Mr. Chen, and there was no more speculation.
Chen Changsheng accepted the original, chatted with him for a few words, and then left.
From Hong Sancai's point of view, Mr. Chen seemed to be in a hurry, so he didn't stay any longer.
Chen Changsheng left the Chenghuang Temple with the civet cat in his arms.
Hong Sancai saw him out of the City God's Temple and saw the gentleman in green shirt walking away.
More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
He found that Mr. Chen had changed a lot. He was far less casual than when he was sitting in the mountain stream discussing Taoism. He was more profound, as if he had many things hidden in his heart.
Hong Sancai changed his mind and started thinking again.
If you meet Mr. Chen next time, when will it be?
Today there is no fixed answer.
………
Li Huamao raised his head and glanced at Chen Changsheng and said, "Is that person you said 'dead' just now?"
"right."
As Chen Changsheng walked, he was thinking about the Dharma.
Ci Huamao blinked and said, "That person gave Ci Huamao a very uncomfortable feeling."
Chen Changsheng said: "That is the city god who protects the area. His duty is to exorcise evil spirits and slay demons. The raccoon flower is a monster, so it will naturally scare you when you see it."
"So that's it."
Cihuamao finally understood why he felt uncomfortable.
But why?
The civet cat raised his eyes and asked: "But why do you want to kill the demon?"
"People have human nature, immortals have their immortal ways, and monsters have their demon ways. It is the law of the world that we don't want to see each other."
"Then what will happen if we meet?"
"If it's a tanuki, it might be caught as a bad youkai."
"ah……"
After hearing this, the civet cat looked around and said, "Then we have to leave quickly."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Okay."
Cihua would look back from time to time, and was relieved until the Chenghuang Temple disappeared.
Chen Changsheng originally wanted to find a place to stay.
But who would have expected that there is no inn open in Qiuyuefang.
This is probably because this place is too remote. In the past, there were several inns in Qiuyue Brewery for businessmen to rest. Now Qiuyue Brewing is not unique. Businessmen basically come here every day. When leaving today, the inns are there.
It's also yellow.
"Do we have no place to stay?"
"right."
"What should I do?"
"How does Cihua feel about resting under the tree for the night?"
"The civet flower can rest anywhere."
"That's good."
After finding a slightly larger tree, Chen Changsheng went to pick up some dead branches.
The civet cat also came to help, and soon the fire was lit.
"Crack..."
There was a crackling sound in the fire, and the civet cat would be attracted by the sparks from time to time.
Chen Changsheng, on the other hand, was leaning under the tree, using the firelight to look at the original method in front of him and the method he had copied.
He looked at it for a long time and couldn't find any answer from these two pieces of paper.
According to what Hu Junhan said at the beginning, the Dharma cannot be copied. If it is really copied, wouldn't it be against heaven?
Often this will lead to disaster.
Then why didn't anything happen in the first place?
Chen Changsheng couldn't figure it out and had no clue.
The civet cat came up, looked at it and asked, "What is this?"
"Dharma door." Chen Changsheng said.
"This Li Hua knows that Mo Yu said that he also has magical powers and spells."
"You know a lot."
"That is."
The civet cat raised its head proudly, then glanced down and asked, "Is it awesome?"
Chen Changsheng said: "It's just an ordinary practice method."
"Then why do you keep looking?"
"There are some parts that I just don't understand."
"What don't you understand?"
Sometimes the civet cat wants to get to the bottom of something, but it won't stop until the reason is revealed.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "It's like making a clay figure."
"Make a clay figurine?"
"Hmm." Chen Changsheng said: "There was a rule beforehand, that is, you can't make two identical clay figures, but Chen now made an exact one based on the previous clay figure, so Chen didn't understand why
.”
He just chatted with the civet cat. Along the way, he also got used to saying useless things to the civet cat.
Cihuamao blinked and said, "Why can't it be the same?"
"Hmm..." Chen Changsheng thought for a while and explained: "It's like saying there won't be another civet flower in the world."
"oh!"
Lihua understood, but then she said: "But this is a clay figurine."
"It's a truth."
"Okay... let Li Hua think about it."
The civet cat began to think.
It looked at the fire, thinking a little deeply, and its eyes were already a little dull.
Chen Changsheng continued to observe these two methods.
Until late at night, I saw the bright moon hanging high above my head.
When Chen Changsheng lowered his head to look at the civet cat, he saw that it had curled up in front of the fire and fell asleep.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and smiled. Seeing that the fire was weak, he added more firewood. The closer it got to dawn, the colder it became. He was not afraid, and the civet cat didn't know.
The cockcrow in Qiuyue Square finally woke up Cihua.
The sky is still slightly bright, and the rooster crows.
The civet cat gave it a thrashing, stretched out its paws and stretched on the ground.
He looked up at the sky and said, "It's dawn."
It looked back and saw Chen Changsheng resting with his hands folded and eyes closed. The fire in front of him had burned out, and some white smoke was still rising.
The civet cat blinked, suddenly becoming more playful.
It stretched out its paw and pressed it into the ashes of the fire. Then it tiptoed forward and stepped on Chen Changsheng's green shirt.
Finally, a black and gray plum blossom mark was left.
The civet cat seemed to find it very interesting, admiring his masterpiece, but satisfied.
"Is it fun?"
“Fun.”
The civet cat was stunned after saying this.
When it raised its head, it saw Chen Changsheng's open eyes.
"How could you wake up secretly!"
"?"
Chen Changsheng sometimes couldn't understand the messy words in Li Huamao's mouth.
He smiled helplessly and stood up immediately.
"Didn't Lihua say that he would help Chen solve the problem last night? Why did he fall asleep just thinking about it?"
"There are no civet flowers."
"But Chen saw you asleep."
The civet cat thought for a while and said, "I thought about it in my dream."
It's a little guilty.
"Yeah?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and then asked: "Have you finally figured it out?"
"Um...no."
"I just didn't think about it."
"nonsense!"
Li Huamao looked serious and said, "Tell Li Hua again, Li Hua will know why right away!"
Chen Changsheng said: "Knead the clay figures, remember? There are rules first. You can't make two identical clay figures, but Chen made one."
The civet cat snorted softly and said: "This is not easy. You have set the rules yourself. You can't just pinch it however you want."
Chen Changsheng laughed after hearing this.
"Why are you laughing? Li Hua said it wrong."
Chen Changsheng's heart suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped.
The civet cat blinked and said, "Why aren't you laughing?"
Chen Changsheng's expression suddenly became serious. He looked at the civet cat and recalled what happened yesterday.