After Chen Changsheng left the restaurant, he went to the City God Temple.

The old city god Mao Gongjiu was particularly excited when he saw Chen Changsheng, and pulled Chen Changsheng to nag.

"Mr. Chen hasn't been back for a while."

"The old city god has wanted to come well all these years."

"That's still thanks to Mr. for his guidance back then, and now Mao has no distractions and is much more free."

After a few pleasantries, Chen Changsheng also clarified his intentions.

"Don't hide it from the old city god, Chen wanted to ask the old city god to help Chen with a certain matter."

After hearing this, the old city god paused and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Chen, please speak." ”

"I'm afraid that Chen won't return to Yunguan for a long time later, and I hope that the old city god will tell them when the time comes."

Chen Changsheng then said a lot of instructions.

Mo Yuan and Cheng Huang should also go outside to have a look, as for Tao'er, now that she has a new home, she doesn't have to worry about it.

"There's another thing."

Chen Changsheng said: "Regarding the inheritance of Liuyun Temple, Chen calculated that there will be someone who will open the Liuyun Temple Gate again in the near future, and then he will look at the old city god to take care of it." ”

The old city god was silent for a long time and did not speak.

He thought to himself, and his brow deepened.

Then he asked, "Is Mr. Chen going to leave for a long time?" ”

Chen Changsheng raised his eyes to look at him and nodded.

The old city god breathed a sigh of relief, but did not answer anything, but said, "Why not find a teahouse?" Sit down and talk slowly. ”

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and agreed, "It's okay." ”

The teahouse is not far away, and it hasn't closed when I arrive, but it's almost there.

The man served tea, and Chen Changsheng and the old city god found a secluded place and sat down.

The old city god pushed the cup forward and said with a long sigh of relief: "I remember the last time I sat like this with my husband was many years ago. ”

Chen Changsheng pondered: "It's been a long time, thirty years?" ”

The old city god nodded and said: "Mr. Dissatisfied, at that time, I thought that I could chat with Mr. for a few words, just thinking that I could gain something from Mr. and hope that the immortal would show the way." ”

He couldn't help but shake his head, feeling ridiculous in his heart.

After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "The old city god is like this, but Chen is a little uncomfortable, and Chen is not not coming back." ”

After hearing this, the old city god smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I also want to say all these words this time, and I will also settle my mind." ”

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea and said, "Chen Mou has never felt that you are like the old city god, and you have always regarded you as a friend." ”

He knew that the old city god did not have a mind at the beginning, but he was not like this at the beginning, he made friends because of profit, and later became friends, although he did not often contact, but he always remembered that there was such a gentleman and such a city god.

And the old city god is also Chen Changsheng's guide in practice, and many magic powers are also from the books given by the old city god.

Otherwise, Chen Changsheng today may still be wandering around like he was at the beginning.

The old city god nodded and said: "Mr. has never looked down on me as a little city god, for the little god is so great respect is rare to seek, at first I only had respect for Mr., but now it is a lot of friendship, just like the human affection in the mortal world, cherish the distance." ”

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "The so-called respect, isn't it supposed to be?" ”

Old Chenghuang smiled: "Sir doesn't understand. ”

"Chen doesn't understand?"

"Hmm."

"Mr. has never realized what kind of person he is, the little god has seen too many people and too many things, most things in this world come because of profit, and disperse because of profit, but whether it is Zhang Fifth Brother Tong Zhizhao in the market, or the real dragon fox Venerable, but he has never thought about what he can get from Mr. to follow the left and right, it is even more rare than the road of immortality."

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile after hearing this, how could he not know.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, but there is also pure human affection, which is often the most rare.

The old city god breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Maybe only Mr. can bring together such a group of demons, fairies and gods. ”

"The old city god is serious."

Chen Changsheng said: "Chen's Taoism is slight, but he is only grateful for everyone's love. ”

"Sir is modesty."

The old city god breathed a sigh of relief and said: "A person like you, sir, no matter where you go, there will be no shortage of friends, and the little god now understands why the immortals in the sky are afraid of the red dust in the world, but Mr. is not afraid." ”

"Sir should have been born for the red dust of this heaven and earth."

"There is only sir, not for immortality, only for Hongchen."

……

That night the old city god said a lot of things, until the tea was dry, and the men came to catch up, and then there was a stop.

The old man was a sleek man, and many times he was not sincere, but occasionally he seemed to have some symptoms and wanted to say something exaggerated, but perhaps he himself did not feel exaggerated.

Chen Changsheng was actually not used to hearing this compliment, but sometimes he couldn't tell whether the old city god was a compliment or a sincere word.

Chen Changsheng didn't want to guess either.

Under the darkness of that night, Chen Changsheng walked onto the official road.

It's a pity that there is no wine gourd beside him, and he can't pour a sip of wine in this night.

It's a pity that the Taoist temple on the mountain in the distance.

This is a home-like place, and it may not be long before it changes owners.

But it's okay, he'll be back in many years' time.

"The road is long, the wind is gradual, I want to cover it, and I want to be at ease......"

Chen Changsheng muttered softly.

He turned his head to look and saw the dilapidated tea shop on the side of the official road, remembering that he was still drinking tea with the shopkeeper back then, and he also sent a hexagram.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and sighed, thinking that the years were so fast.

He is usually always sad about such old things, which is a problem, but Chen Changsheng is happy, he thinks that people may have to have a little problem to be considered a person.

It's like the Buddha's son, who has been going on for a long time, all of them are Buddha's compassion, and in the remaining last life, you should be yourself, because this is how you can be a person.

The so-called Buddha's heart, if it is infinitely compassionate, how can it be a Buddha?

Chen Changsheng walked on the road, he couldn't find the direction, so he simply walked towards the bright moon.

Under the darkness of that night, the figure of Mr. Tsing Yi gradually faded away, and he didn't know where he was going.

……

At the gate of the temple.

Mo Yuan sat on the steps and waited quietly, he was waiting for his husband to come back.

Beside him, Yu Hongjin was lying on his stomach and snoring.

Standing on the top of that temple, looking down the mountain.

"Sir hasn't come back yet......"

Mo Yuan muttered and couldn't help but sigh.

He waited at the gate of this temple for more than half an hour.

Unexpectedly, I couldn't wait for Mr. Lai.

But he waited for the old city god at the foot of the mountain.

The old city god took a brocade box and handed it to Mo Yuan.

"Mr. Chen asked the little god to transfer this thing to the true dragon."

Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment, a little in a trance.