Zhong Zhengyuan said: "The changes of time and the vicissitudes of life have long been the norm for us. ”

"Mr. Zhong seems to have been surprised for a long time."

Chen Changsheng groaned in his heart, and suddenly arriving in the troubled times really made him feel a little caught off guard, as if it was dark outside when he woke up.

Zhong Zhengyuan said: "In the past five hundred years, the dynastic regime has changed and changed, there has long been a Great Yan ruling the south, and then there have been five chaotic times, and it was not until a hundred years ago that it gradually moved towards stability, but it was only a short period of stability, and I don't know how many people will die this time." ”

Chen Changsheng couldn't help asking, "Isn't there ever a unity?" ”

Zhong Zhengyuan shook his head after hearing this, and said: "There has been no reunification in the past thousands of years, and there are constant wars, which seem to be sad, but in fact, they are secretly in line with the number of days. ”

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea and said: "The dynastic struggle is accompanied by the change of the world, in comparison, if you live and work in peace and contentment, the pace of humanity will be slower and slower, but the price is a little bigger. ”

"Indeed."

Zhong Zhengyuan nodded secretly and said, "Roughly calculated, there are tens of millions of people who have died due to wars in the past five hundred years. ”

Chen Changsheng asked: "In the final analysis, all these sufferings have fallen on the people. ”

He glanced down the street.

There were people coming and going on this street, but there was no longer the smile on his face.

Zhong Zhengyuan said: "The world is hard, even if we monks have the ability to know the heavens and the earth, we can't change the current chaos. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "I don't think so. ”

Zhong Zhengyuan paused for a moment and looked at Chen Changsheng, "Mr. Chen, doesn't he still want to save this big scene?" ”

Chen Changsheng asked rhetorically: "Mr. Zhong thinks that this battle will die?" ”

Zhong Zhengyuan said: "Dajing's troops are weak, and it does not have terrain advantages, after this battle, Beixiang and Beidesert entered Dajing, scraped and eaten, Beixiang rose to the north of Beimang, and then to the three-legged tripod, which is the fortune of heaven." ”

This is a hexagram that shows that Zhong Zhengyuan had already calculated the catastrophe of the destruction of the country in Dajing a long time ago.

Even if there is civil strife in Beixiang, the result will be the same.

Chen Changsheng looked at Zhong Zhengyuan, but suddenly smiled and said: "Mr. Zhong once counted the stormy hours with Chen, which shows that the sky is not certain. ”

Zhong Zhengyuan couldn't help but be stunned, and then said: "Mr. Chen, why is this, if such a cause and effect is involved, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Immortal Dao to reach the peak." ”

In his view, cultivation should not be touched by cause and effect, and go with the sky, if the cause and effect are touched and not favored by the heavens, then this path will only decline day by day.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and asked, "What does Mr. Zhong think the purpose of cultivating to become an immortal?" ”

Zhong Zhengyuan opened his mouth to answer, but he was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he gave an ambiguous answer.

"Immortality."

Chen Changsheng laughed and said, "I am different from what you want, Chen is a layman, and he just wants to make this world look more pleasing to the eye." ”

In fact, Changsheng is not too attractive to Chen Changsheng.

Everyone in the world wants to live forever, but who knows that life is difficult.

The people who read it disappear one after another, and the scenes seen change with each passing day, until in the end they are no longer the same as they were at the beginning.

"Why bother." Zhong Zhengyuan didn't quite understand.

Chen Changsheng said: "There is a lot of suffering in this world, and less is a good thing, Chen has been on a journey in this world, just thinking about the way back after many years, and he can still leave a thought." ”

His idea was as simple as that.

Zhong Zhengyuan looked at Chen Changsheng, and he actually had admiration in his heart.

There were thousands of monks in the world, and he had never seen anything like Chen Changsheng.

The monks are all afraid of the red dust of cause and effect, but he is not afraid at all, and even enjoys it, regardless of the immortal path.

It's really unique.

For a moment, Zhong Zhengyuan's thoughts were even a little shaken, but it was only for a moment.

At this time, he also clearly understood the gap between himself and this gentleman, not Taoism, but his perception of this world.

Zhong Zhengyuan said: "Mr. Chen should be a true immortal of Hongchen, and I can't do it." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Mr. Zhong praised it falsely, Chen is also a thousands, and he is the existence that cannot be found after falling into the sea of people. ”

"The same is true of Zhong." Zhong Zhengyuan said.

But in fact, he sighed in his heart.

Where are the thousands of people in this gentleman?

He should be the thousands.

Chen Changsheng then asked, "If there is chaos today, what is Mr. Zhong's plan?" ”

Zhong Zhengyuan said: "Originally, I planned to return to Xianshan in two days, but after talking with Mr. Chen today, Zhong was even more curious about how Mr. Chen saved this troubled world. ”

Chen Changsheng nodded, but suddenly said, "Didn't Mr. Zhong slander me for those three hundred years of merit?" ”

Zhong Zhengyuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

When his smile faded, he immediately asked, "Then will you pay me back?" ”

After hearing this, Chen Changsheng replied with a smile: "There is no merit, there is a life." ”

“……”

Zhong Zhengyuan could only smile helplessly, but now he felt that the three hundred years of merit were not important.

In comparison, it was the most painful thing to meet Mr. Chen.

Immortal paths are hard to find, and Taoist friends are even harder to find.

He has been alone in the world for decades, and he has never seen such an interesting person as Chen Changsheng.

The two then chatted about some off-topic conversations, obviously drinking tea, but laughing constantly, as if the cup was not tea, but intoxicating wine.

After a long time, the tea in the cup was gone.

Zhong Zhengyuan stood up and left a penny on the table.

This is the tea money, and it is probably the last time I paid it.

After leaving the tea stall, Zhong Zhengyuan said that there were still some things to deal with, and after staying here for so many years, there was always something to think about.

Chen Changsheng followed him, only to see him come to the fortune-telling stall on the long street.

Zhong Zhengyuan looked at the stall with some emotion, and stared at it for a long time.

It wasn't until he came back to his senses that he asked, "I'm afraid I won't come back again, I don't know what to leave behind." ”

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "If it is Chen, there should be a sentence left for Chen to go." ”

Zhong Zhengyuan couldn't help but pause after hearing this, and then agreed with a smile.

"Haha, what Mr. Chen said is extremely true."

Zhong Zhengyuan stepped forward, raised his hand, and wiped it over the notice.

The handwriting on it dissipated.

Turned into a sentence - [Zhong Mou went also]

Chen Changsheng looked at the handwriting on the notice, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, a slight smile appeared on his face.

On this day, the fortune teller who was located in the neighborhood and counted the wind and rain every day left this riverside market.

Ever since he left, the fortune-telling booth had been standing on that street, and no one had touched it.

The handwriting on the notice will gradually dissipate with the passage of time, and eventually turn into the dust between heaven and earth, never again.

In addition to the legend of Mr. Wind and Rain, only one sentence was left - "Zhong Mou went"