This series of events happened to Chen Changsheng, as if there were several mysteries enveloping him.

The old city god was also thinking.

In fact, when the grit turned into hair, he could see it clearly.

The fact that the hair did not float somewhere else, but fell into Chen Changsheng's hands was enough to explain everything.

Old Chenghuang just felt that Mr. Chen was too unbelievable.

He killed the evil ghost without blowing his heart, and with a single hair, he could compete with Tianwei.

And such an existence often wanders in the mortal world, what other thoughts are there in the red dust......

Lao Chenghuang threw away the thoughts in his mind again, he felt that maybe he was thinking too much, and after several negotiations, he could feel that Mr. Chen's mind was clean and there was nothing wrong with him.

It's better not to think too much......

The old city god came back to his senses and saw that Chen Changsheng seemed to be thinking about something, so he asked, "What is the gentleman thinking?" ”

Chen Changsheng put down the tea bowl and said, "I saw the old city god fighting with evil spirits before, and I saw that the method of the edict was quite mysterious, so I wanted to ask the old city god for advice on the art of the edict. ”

"Sir has not studied?"

"That's the case, Chen was obsessed with swordsmanship in his early years, and he was actually not proficient in supernatural magic."

"I see."

The old city god was quite generous to Mr. Chen, and with a flick of his wrist, he handed Chen Changsheng the method that recorded the edict.

Chen Changsheng swept it slightly and said, "Chen still copied a copy, it should be no problem." ”

"Still transcribing!?" The old city god was shocked.

Chen Changsheng thought that the other party was unwilling, so he said, "Can't you?" Then Chen will take it and take a look. ”

"No, no, no." The old city god hurriedly said: "If the gentleman is willing to copy, copy it......"

As he spoke, he summoned the man from the teahouse, and after handing over a few grains of broken silver, the man went to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

As usual last time, Chen Changsheng copied the above content.

The old city god drank tea and watched Chen Changsheng copy the method little by little.

Even though I'd seen it once last time, I'm still a little stunned.

This Mr. Chen is really extraordinary.

The old city god sighed slightly in his heart, and then thought of how he could sit and drink tea with such a great power.

After copying it, Chen Changsheng returned the original book to the old city god in its original form.

The old city god put away the edict and said, "The gentleman has a profound way, and the little god admires it. ”

"Aang?"

Chen Changsheng was a little puzzled, why did he talk about the profoundness of Taoism?

He said: "The old city god has praised it, Chen Mou is a little stubborn, and it is not worth mentioning." ”

Old Chenghuang smiled meaningfully and said, "Mr. Chen is really modest. ”

Chen Changsheng laughed dryly, thinking in his heart......

That's all about something.

Chen Changsheng then asked, "In addition to this edict method, is there any other method for this?" ”

The old city god said: "There are some, how much do you want, sir?" ”

"Can I lend Chen a copy of it?"

The old city god was even more puzzled, and said: "Of course you can, but except for this edict, the rest are some small doors, do you want it?" ”

"Can you have both?" Chen Changsheng asked tentatively.

"All?"

"Well, all of them."

Although the old city god couldn't understand what Chen Changsheng wanted these things for, he still took out as much as he wanted.

It was also lest Chen Changsheng copy a little bit, so he simply gave it all away, after all, it was useless to keep these things in his hands.

Chen Changsheng shirked it at first, but he couldn't get past the old city god.

The old city god said: "I'm afraid that all the words add up are a bit much, Mr. Chen, I'm afraid it's difficult for you to take it alone, sir... Do I give it to you directly, or do I say ......?"

Chen Changsheng thought for a while, as if it was inconvenient for him to take it, so he said: "It's better to be like this, I'm tired of the old city god sending two yin messengers to Liuyun Temple." ”

"That's fine."

The two sat down and chatted a little more off-topic, nothing more than a few pleasantries, asking Chen Changsheng how he had been doing over the years, and asking if the old city god had encountered any interesting things recently.

With that, nearly half an hour passed.

Chen Changsheng got up to say goodbye, and the old city god sent Mr. Farewell.

After learning that Mr. was going to Liuyunguan, he sent him all the way out of Qiuyuefang, and then turned back.

Chen Changsheng glanced back after walking out of Qiuyue Fang.

He couldn't help but mutter, "The old city god is really talkative." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled, turned around and walked in the direction of Liuyun Temple.

……

There are some clouds and mist surrounding the mountains, which obscure the Taoist temples on the mountain.

Chen Changsheng stood at the foot of the mountain, speaking of which, he had planned to come and see it last time, but he missed it because of the qigong practice.

It's been six years, and I don't know what this mountain looks like anymore.

Chen Changsheng was about to step up the steps.

But suddenly I felt something, and I looked back.

I saw a little Taoist priest dressed in a hexagram walking over with two buckets of water.

Chang Shan stopped and looked at the person who was standing in front of him.

When he saw Chen Changsheng's face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but secretly think to himself, how could there be such a dusty person in the world.

"Trail Chief?" Chen Changsheng woke him up with a loud voice.

"Ah......h

Chang Shan came back to his senses and asked, "But the layman wants to go up the mountain?" ”

Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Chang Shan picked up the water and said, "Come with me, although there are stone steps on the way up the mountain, it is not easy to walk, and pay attention to your feet." ”

"Okay."

Chen Changsheng followed Chang Shan and walked up the mountain.

"How long has the little Taoist been practicing?"

"More than five years."

"Can it be the year of the weak crown?"

"Not yet, now it's still in the year of dancing elephants, it's only eighteen, it's only eighteen, ......"

Chang Shan was a little out of breath when he spoke, carrying water up the mountain was a hard job, and he usually had to walk for a while and rest for a while.

Chen Changsheng saw that he was struggling to pick it, so he stepped forward and took over the flat burden of carrying water on Chang Shan's shoulder.

"Do not lay people!"

Chang Shan was startled and hurriedly stopped.

But I saw that the gentleman had already put the flat stretcher on his shoulder.

Chen Changsheng said: "According to your method, you can't go up the mountain for half a day, so it's better for Chen to come, and the little Taoist will chat with me." ”

Chang Shan also knew that this gentleman did not mean to say that he was walking slowly, and said: "The good intentions of the layman are poor, but carrying water is also part of the poor Dao practice, and I hope that the layman will return the poor way." ”

Chen Changsheng ignored him, and walked towards the mountain with water.

"Layman, layman!"

Chang Shan hurriedly chased after him.

He kept nagging in the gentleman's ear, but he still didn't see the gentleman put down his burden.

He couldn't help but be a little annoyed and wanted to stop him.

But the gentleman's stride was a little bigger than his, making it a little difficult for him to catch up.

"Layman, you better put it down quickly, if the master knows that the layman carries water for the poor road, the poor road will be punished."

"Layman, layman ......"

"Alas......"

Chang Shan sighed, and a helpless look appeared on his face.

This gentleman, what a kind person.