"After becoming a ghost cultivator, one's lifespan can be said to be infinite, and one is hated by heaven and earth. It is difficult to transcend..."
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and said: "The longer you live, the more painful it will be. People you know and are close to will gradually leave your side, but you are powerless to change all this. Even though you have endless power, you can't change it."
It makes people live longer, but after actually encountering it, many people are actually unwilling to live for a long time."
"Zhishu understands."
"Do you really understand?"
"clear."
The tree in the corner of the yard dropped a leaf.
That leaf falls into the soil and will nourish the vegetation here in the coming year.
After a long time, a sigh came from the courtyard.
Chen Changsheng did not see any blindness or ignorance in Zhishu's eyes. On the contrary, she was very convinced of her choice.
This kind of thing is the same as seeing and not seeing.
There is nothing wrong with whatever you choose.
In the eyes of others, perhaps reincarnation is the best destination for her, but in her own eyes, this moment is the best decision. Even if she is doomed in the future, she will probably not regret it.
Then let her do as she wishes.
Chen Changsheng will also do his best to help her.
I just hope that in the future, she will not end up like Chen Changsheng.
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The guests in the teahouse gradually dispersed.
The sky also gradually darkened.
The last touch of dusk fell and turned into pitch black.
The waiter in the teahouse lit the oil lamp and then looked at the two gentlemen sitting in the teahouse.
"Two older gentlemen, it's late at night and the wind is blowing cold. Would you like me to go get a blanket?"
Mr. Jin Sanye waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, just go about your business. A small gust of wind can't blow us away."
The waiter nodded and immediately packed up the teahouse.
Putting away the bowls at the tea table, everything is done very seriously.
Cao Fa looked at the waiter and couldn't help but think of himself in the past. At that time, he was not as serious as this waiter, but his life was particularly fulfilling.
Now that I am old, I can no longer read, and the people I miss are no longer around, I always feel that life is meaningless.
Seeing his appearance, Mr. Jin couldn't help asking: "Want to write a book?"
Cao Fa paused for a moment, nodded and said: "I think so, but look at me now, I'm talking about cheating in a paragraph, how can I say it? I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore..."
While waving his hands, he felt helpless.
Jin Sanye said: "Just whisper a few words in a low voice. If others don't listen, I will."
Cao Fa paused and said with a smile: "As long as you are willing to listen."
"Then will you tell me?"
"Then tell me a paragraph."
"Well, tell me a paragraph."
Cao Fa picked up the fan on the table and knocked it lightly on the table.
"Speaking of the heavy snow falling in the winter moon, the cold wind, and the thatch piles in the ruined temple..."
He spoke softly, taking a deep breath before finishing a sentence.
Mr. Jin Sanye was listening, and he recognized this story. It was also a story he heard during his travels.
Cao Fa sat in the audience and spoke softly.
Maybe he felt that he could no longer stand on that stage, so he could only bang his fan under the stage and whisper a few words softly.
Mr. Jin Sanye laughed when he heard this and said, "Mr. Cao's majesty remains the same as before."
Cao Fa smiled, shook his head and said: "Hu Lilie."
He went on.
They were a little happy at first, but the more they continued talking, the more silent they became.
Thinking back on how high-spirited they were on that stage, the two of them couldn't help but feel a little sad. Thinking about the past, it was inevitable that they would be like this.
Cao Fa sighed and said, "No more, no more."
Mr. Jin Sanye also nodded and said nothing more.
The waiter who was cleaning the tables and chairs couldn't help but feel a pity when he heard the voice of the storyteller stop suddenly. He thought the story was quite good and he had never heard Mr. Yun tell it before.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
A voice suddenly came.
This voice is not that of a clerk, nor is it that of Mr. Jin, nor is it that of Cao Fa.
Cao Fa was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and turned around to look.
At some point, there was another person sitting on the chair next to me.
The woman said: "I like to hear it, keep talking."
Cao Fa came back to his senses at a certain moment, and for some reason, his eyes became slightly red.
"well……"
After two hits, the storyteller in the teahouse continued.
This story is finally complete.
………
There were candles burning in the small courtyard.
Yun Xiang twisted Baizi in her hand, thought for a moment and then dropped it.
The gentleman in green shirt in front of him immediately dropped a piece.
This game of chess goes back and forth, but there is always no winner.
Seeing this, Yunxiang sighed and said, "Zhishu will be miserable in the future..."
After hearing this, Yunxiang smiled and said, "Yunxiang likes such a gentleman."
Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Be more humane." Yun Xiang said.
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "When did Chen become so impersonal?"
Yunxiang said: "In the past, Mr., I was always stuck on one point. Right is right and wrong is wrong. If you can't tell right from wrong, then just ignore it. Mr. is like this now. In fact, he is more like a person.
Living people have joy, sympathy, and compassion, but they do not act according to principles."
Chen Changsheng twisted the ball in his hand, but it didn't fall down.
He thought for a moment and said, "Did Chen be like this in his previous life?"
Yunxiang thought for a moment and said: "In my previous life, I was even more powerful and lonely."
"Really?" Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "But I have never seen it before."
Yunxiang smiled and said: "Don't mention the things of the past years anymore. The husband is just the current husband, and Yunxiang is just the current Yunxiang. Now I understand a lot. This life is short, and if it passes smoothly, I will be satisfied."
After having Zhuqi's memory, she became very different.
Chen Changsheng stood up after a moment and said, "It's all up to you."
"Um."
Yunxiang thought for a moment and said, "Mr."
"Um?"
"If Mr. loses this game of chess, then he will buy some candied fruits for Yunxiang to eat tomorrow."
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay."
Yunxiang glanced at her husband and said, "Yunxiang is also stupid. She always thought that her husband liked to eat candied fruits, and she bought them for him every year."
"Mr. Chen hasn't even finished the food you gave him last time."
"I'm afraid it's all broken."
"No, it's well placed. Do you want to eat it? Chen will take it out right now."
"I don't want it."
Yunxiang smiled and said: "Yunxiang wants to eat what Mr. bought."
As she said that, she lost one piece, and then smiled and said: "Sir, you lose, Yunxiang beats you by a single shot."
Chen Changsheng looked at the chessboard. He paused and pretended to be puzzled and said, "Hey, why did you lose?"
Yunxiang smiled and said: "I don't care. Anyway, if you lose, you lose. It's as agreed."