When Xiaoliu burned paper, there was also a person.

Old Chenghuang stood next to Chen Changsheng and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are already the norm, why should Mr. mind too much? ”

Chen Changsheng turned his head to look at the old city god and said, "If you are in the red dust, you will naturally be contaminated with the red dust. ”

Old Chenghuang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

"Will Mr. Chen also be contaminated with red dust?"

"Yes."

Chen Changsheng looked at the old city god and said, "How could it not." ”

The old city god was stunned in his heart, and he suddenly understood why immortals rarely walked in the world, probably because of this red dust.

He came back to his senses in a trance, and then said: "Fifth Brother Zhang has already passed away, and Mr. doesn't need to worry too much. ”

Chen Changsheng thanked: "Thank you Chenghuang." ”

"Sir is gracious."

Old Chenghuang said: "It is the good fortune of his life that he can meet his husband." ”

"Perhaps." Chen Changsheng said.

After the incense candle burned out, Chen Changsheng left here.

After the old city god saw off Chen Changsheng, he naturally returned to the city god temple.

The doors of the liquor store are still open.

Zhang Xiaoliu sat inside, just like the fifth brother Zhang back then, sitting in that position.

After that, it will be spring, summer, autumn and winter.

……

Chen Changsheng stepped up the stairs and returned to the Liuyun view step by step.

Changshan has already left, and it seems to be the mountain that went down this morning.

When Chen Changsheng pushed the door and walked into the Taoist temple, there was no laughter and laughter in the past.

The peach tree in the corner of the courtyard was rustled by the summer wind, and the peaches on the tree also swayed, and no one cleaned the leaves in the courtyard.

Xuan Huang sat at the stone table under the peach tree, holding his head, his eyes glazed, as if he was thinking about something.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward and sat down.

Xuanhuang slowly came back to his senses and looked at Mr., "Mr. is back." ”

"What do you think?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"Xuanhuang didn't think about anything." Xuan Huang said: "It's just that I'm a little uncomfortable for a while. ”

The lively Taoist temple in the past has become so silent, this loneliness makes Xuanhuang feel as if he is even older.

Chen Changsheng didn't continue to ask, but said, "I went to the capital last night, and I saw Xuantian. ”

"Senior Brother Xuantian?"

"Yes."

Chen Changsheng said: "There are countless palaces in the palace, but only the Si Tianjian where your senior brother is located is one level higher than the main hall. ”

"Si Tianjian, Si Tianjian ......"

Xuan Huang reacted and said, "Senior Brother Xuantian is now the supervisor of Si Tian Prison? ”

Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "The current emperor is obsessed with immortality, but your senior brother is smart, and he has become the supervisor of Si Tianjian with his alchemy technique. ”

"Alchemy?" Xuanhuang frowned and said, "It's really an elixir, or ......"

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "What do you think?" ”

Xuan Huang reacted, his lips opened slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Alas......"

A sigh came from Xuan Huang's mouth, and he said, "Senior brother, he is confused. ”

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "He's not confused, he knows very well that what he wants is nothing more than glory and wealth, and he really got it." ”

Xuanhuang looked into the distance and said: "People are good, although the blessing has not come, the disaster has been far away, the person is evil, although the disaster has not come, the blessing has been far away, senior brother, I am afraid that he will be in trouble." ”

"He chose it himself."

Chen Changsheng said: "He is destined to have a catastrophe, but it is only a matter of time. ”

Xuan Huang shook his head helplessly, he lowered his head and said, "Let him go." ”

It rained heavily during the night.

Xuanhuang went back to his room early to rest, it seemed that he felt a little uncomfortable because a few disciples left.

"Whoa......

The rain was pouring down, rustling on the peach trees in the courtyard.

Chen Changsheng stood on the eaves with a book in his hand.

He looked at the rain and thought to himself that maybe God couldn't stand it anymore, and this rain brought some vitality to this temple.

Old man Zhang is gone, and the Taoist temple is no longer lively.

Chen Changsheng's heart was a little confused, he actually understood that such emotions could be easily calmed down for him, but he was not happy.

Seven emotions and six desires are all gifts, how can they be abandoned.

Chen Changsheng put down the book, raised his hand to summon the oil lamp in the book pavilion, and placed it on the eaves.

He raised his hand, and the sword was in his hands.

He reached out and flicked it at the sword.

"Ding."

The sound of the sword is crisp and pleasant.

Chen Changsheng walked into the rain with his sword.

He wielded the sword, holding the sword flower in his hand, and flashed one cold light after another in the rainy night.

"Zheng."

The tip of the sword breaks through the rain that falls into the world.

For the first time, the rain stained his robe, and the sword contained a lot of dissatisfaction, mixed with the emotions of the gentleman, and swung it out.

"Smack."

When he drew his sword, his feet splashed on the ground.

Chen Changsheng's movements were particularly fast, his posture was walking in the courtyard, and the sword in his hand was not like the sword of the mortal world.

Chen Changsheng's hair was also wet, but he didn't care.

This rain came just right, as if it was washing his heart, and under the stormy sword moves, the sound of swords did not stop.

The peach trees in the courtyard seemed to be a little afraid of the sword in the gentleman's hand, and swayed in the rainy night, and many unripe fruits fell.

"Zheng!"

An inexplicable 'momentum' rose around Chen Changsheng.

This is sword intent, something that countless swordsmen in the rivers and lakes dream of, and only when the sword is intentional can there be a way of swords.

And the sword intent of the gentleman is accompanied by a strong sense of loneliness.

In that sword intent, it seemed that there was only one person standing, and there was a vast fog around him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Zheng!"

The tip of the sword is pointed at the ground.

The rain from the sword mountain flowed down the sword body to the tip of the sword and fell low to the ground.

Chen Changsheng was already soaking wet.

He let out a long sigh of relief and looked up.

The rain dripped into his eyes, as if it had dripped the turbidity of this world into his eyes.

He was muddy, not clear.

Chen Changsheng raised the sword in his hand and flicked it on the sword again.

"I'm going to give you a name."

He thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the rain in the sky.

After coming back to his senses, Chen Changsheng looked at the sword and said, "Just tell you to listen to the rain." ”

Chen Changsheng put away his sword and was about to go back to the library.

"Huh?"

But he suddenly felt something, and looked at the door.

I don't know when the gate opened, and in Chen Changsheng's eyes, there was a person standing at the door.

To be precise, it's not a person standing at the door!

Human body dragon head!

A pair of dragon horns stood above their heads, and their eyes seemed to have the might of a real dragon.

Chen Changsheng's heart was shocked, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The old dragon king frowned and met Chen Changsheng's gaze.

He saw that Chen Changsheng actually had his own figure in his eyes, and suddenly he also reacted: "You can actually see the old man?" ”

"You're not mortal?"

Chen Changsheng was stunned in his heart, he recognized the origin of the person in front of him.

If nothing else......

This is the old dragon king in the heavenly river!