Chen Changsheng walked on the official road.

When I looked up, I saw that it was dusk that was about to fall, and it seemed to dye the surrounding mountains red.

Chen Changsheng shook the gourd, and there was not a drop of wine left in it.

Qiuyue Brewing originally called to drink with the old Taoist, but in the end, the old Taoist priest 'drank' it clean.

"I don't have any wine."

Chen Changsheng sighed softly and spit out the unhappiness in his heart.

Although he had expected such a day, he still felt extremely unhappy when he found out.

But birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state in the world, and there is no way for him to stop all this.

It was probably the most unhappy day he'd ever had.

Chen Changsheng simply found a tree and sat down, quietly waiting for the night to fall.

When that falls into complete disappearance, it is time for him to move on 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 person who came was dressed in official robes and soap boots, and his face was covered with a black crow mask, but he had no legs, floating 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 puzzled, why this thing would find him, and he also called him Mr. Chen.

Chen Changsheng pretended to be calm, got up and asked, "Dare to ask about the parade... What is the matter with me? ”

It's not people who come! But it's not a ghost either!

It's the Yin Si parade of this Qiuyuefang City God Temple!

Between humans and ghosts, they are called ghosts and gods.

When Chen Changsheng woke up a few years ago, he had seen it in Qiuyuefang a few times, and later he went to the City God Temple to pay a visit, but he didn't talk to these bad parades.

The Sun Parade under the mask laughed, then reached out to unmask it.

At the moment when the mask was unveiled, Chen Changsheng was stunned.

Parade took the mask, looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a smile: "Sir, can't you even hear my voice?" ”

Chen Changsheng's figure was slightly stunned, and the consternation in his eyes could not be concealed.

"You, you, you......"

Chen Changsheng came back to his senses, he smacked his lips and asked, "How did you become a yin?" ”

Hong Sancai said with a smile: "When I was born, I had a lot of merits, and Lord Chenghuang promoted the poor Dao to become a Yin Si parade. ”

Chen Changsheng looked stunned when he heard this.

However, the next moment, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Hong Sancai was puzzled: "What is Mr. Chen laughing at?" ”

Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "Chen thought you were dead, the autumn moon brew was sprinkled in front of your grave, who knew that you suddenly appeared at this time, and it became a bad luck, Hong Sancai, Hong Sancai, Chen was almost tricked by you." ”

Hong Sancai also laughed, and then explained: "Poor Dao didn't mean to deceive Mr., but the parade also needs to change day and night, and Poor Dao can only take the time to come to meet Mr. at dusk, Mr. is not strange." ”

Chen Changsheng's smile narrowed a little and said, "It's good that you're not dead." ”

"Dead." Hong Sancai said.

Chen Changsheng said: "Half dead." ”

Hong Sancai smiled helplessly, nodded and said, "What Mr. says is what it is." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled, but suddenly looked at the sky.

The sunset at dusk had already set halfway down the mountain.

He couldn't help but say, "It's a pity, you didn't come at the right time, if you came earlier, we could still sit down and talk a little more." ”

"Poor Dao thinks the time is right."

Hong Sancai stepped forward and sat down and talked with Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng asked, "Just right?" ”

Hong Sancai said: "In the past and today, Poor Dao and Mr. sat in front of Liuyun Temple, a cup of autumn moon, talking about the immortal Dao, but unfortunately the world is impermanent, and now Poor Dao is not human, but he can still sit and talk with Mr., what else is not right." ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Chen Changsheng nodded and smiled, and said, "It's a pity that there is no Autumn Moon Brew this year, otherwise you can have two drinks." ”

"It's still a long time, and I can drink with Mr. next time."

"Words count."

"That's nature."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and when old friends saw each other, there were always some endless words.

Hong Sancai never imagined that he would become a yin after his death, and he would even be able to see Chen Changsheng again, everything has its own 'fate'.

Hong Sancai asked: "Now that it has become a parade, Poor Dao has figured out a lot of things, it turns out that Poor Dao has never found the immortal path of immortality before his death, although he has lived for more than one hundred and fourteen years, but in the final analysis, it is just a long life, only you, sir, have really found the immortal path of immortality." ”

When Chen Changsheng heard this, he asked, "How can you see it?" ”

"There is no other explanation."

Hong Sancai said: "Poor Dao and Mr. have known each other for more than 50 years, Mr. is not old, he is not dead, and he can't even find Mr.'s name in the books of Yin Si, only the immortals will be like this." ”

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Do I look like me?" ”

"It's not like, it's just."

Hong Sancai replied: "If this is not the case, how can the gentleman see me." ”

"I was born to see ghosts." Chen Changsheng said.

Hong Sancai said: "Unique and discerning, but also very human." ”

Chen Changsheng joked: "To put it bluntly, you just don't treat me as a human being." ”

"That's not what it meant."

Hong Sancai couldn't cry or laugh, and then said: "Poor Dao feels a pity, he knew that the immortals were in front of him before his death, but he never realized the immortal Dao, probably because he didn't have an immortal fate." ”

"I'm not an immortal."

Chen Changsheng shook his head in denial, and then changed the topic and said, "So what do you mean by this, accept your fate?" ”

Hong Sancai nodded and said, "Accept your fate." ”

Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said: "When you are young, you will be brave in life, and after you die, your bones will wither, and people often accept your fate at the last moment, which is the way of ordinary people." ”

"What the gentleman said is very true."

As he spoke, the sunset went down halfway.

The sky was getting darker

Hong Sancai paused for a moment, but then spoke: "When I went out of the workshop before, Lord Chenghuang asked Poor Dao about Mr., and I was asked to discuss it with Mr. ”

Chen Changsheng was stunned and said, "Lord Chenghuang? Ask you to discuss it with me? ”

Hong Sancai said: "Actually, Lord Chenghuang has known about your existence for a long time, and I have been looking for a chance to meet Mr. for so many years, and I am afraid that I will disturb Mr., so I have been hesitating, so I asked Mr. to come to invite Mr. ”

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 made these people have some illusions.

It seems that the city god of Qiuyuefang has also misunderstood!

What can I do......

Hong Sancai said with a smile: "The poor road has become a parade, maybe it will also drag the blessing of Mr." ”

Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with me, it is you who have accumulated virtue in your own life that you have this opportunity." ”

Hong Sancai disagreed, he always thought that he was stained with Chen Changsheng's light.

Hong Sancai didn't continue, but returned to the topic and said: "Mr. Chen, it's better to give Poor Dao an answer first, and I can also inform Lord Chenghuang." ”

Chen Changsheng turned his head to look at the sky.

The sunset was only a few outlines, and it was about to sink soon.

He also wanted to meet the City God, first, to see the City God of this world, and second, 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.

"Time is not waiting for me?"

Hong Sancai blinked, a little puzzled.

"Hmm."

Chen Changsheng turned around and said, "Since Lord Chenghuang is invited, Chen will go from now, but I'm afraid it won't work today." ”

"When was that?"

Chen Changsheng replied: "I'm afraid it will be three years later." ”

Hong Sancai nodded after hearing this, this is similar to what he expected, Mr. Chen has always been like this, and he will come to see him every three years.

The last rays of light are about to fall.

Chen Changsheng snorted, a sense of sleepiness came over him, and said, "I should go." ”

"Today, three years later, Chen will definitely go to the banquet."

"I'll send ...... first"

Hong Sancai was about to get up to see him off, but the next moment, he was suddenly stunned.

As the last rays of the sun fell.

Chen Changsheng's figure suddenly became illusory.

Hong Sancai blinked and thought that he was dazzled, but all this really happened in his eyes.

It was dark.

Chen Changsheng's figure was like flying sand, scattered when a gust of wind blew.

In the blink of an eye, there was no trace.

Hong Sancai looked stunned, and it took him half a day to come back to his senses.

"Come and go without a trace, if you really go to the immortals, you ......"