The mountain road at night is very terrifying, there is no light in the forest, only a little moonlight through the gap between the mountains and forests, as if the sky is upside down, and the stars are on the ground.

The sound of insects chirping in this forest came to mind, and with a burst of rustling sounds, Chen Changsheng came to the bottom of the mountain gate of Zhenlong Mountain.

Now the mountain gate of Zhenlong Mountain is not as magnificent as in previous years, maybe the years are too long, and there are more traces of wind and frost erosion along with the stone tablet under the mountain.

Chen Changsheng went up the mountain, bypassed the Taoist temple, and came to the burial place on the mountain.

It is worth mentioning that there is paper money scattered on the grave, and at a glance it is a recent one.

In addition, there is a new grave next to Old Man Huang's tomb, I don't know whose it is.

Chen Changsheng didn't have time to take care of it, so he opened the wine jug before and after coming to Old Man Huang's grave, and after taking a sip of it, he poured it in front of the grave.

Chen Changsheng said: "It's not that Chen Mou was stingy and didn't bring incense, and he also wanted to give you three sticks of incense, but he was helpless, so he brought some wine, make do with it." ”

Chen Changsheng felt very strange, he was not a person who liked to talk to the grave, because he clearly knew that the dead could not hear.

He couldn't help but think that if he didn't know and didn't know, then he would definitely believe that Yan Huanglou could hear it.

Sometimes, the more you understand, the more you lose the essence of things.

But no matter what, Chen Changsheng still wanted to say a few more words.

Just lie to yourself.

The reason is also very simple, I just want to chat with the indecent old man Huang.

"Ruyi and peace have grown up, peace and security, all the best......"

"Qingshan City is also much more peaceful now, so you don't have to worry about it anymore......"

Chen Changsheng muttered, unconsciously saying a lot of things.

There are many people to be remembered by him.

But the old man, although he is the old man, but in fact, he has a little respect for him, this is different, only Yan Huanglou is a master who has no 'rules'.

Many times, the random jokes touched Chen Changsheng's complicated heart, so he cherished this friend very much.

At night, Chen Changsheng couldn't find anything to say, so he was a little tired, so he held his chin and closed his eyes in front of this grave and fell asleep.

In my dream, there was ten cents of tea in the tea stall, and I remembered the appearance of Old Man Huang who lost his money and lost his soul, and I remembered the steamed buns......

The moonlight receded, and a mist rose from the mountains.

Chen Changsheng, who was asleep, was woken up by a sound of rustling.

He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look.

But he saw a man walking between the mist, and when he got closer, he saw that the man was holding incense, candles, and paper money, as if he had come to worship.

Chen Changsheng remembered that this person was the real person of the Guanzhu on Zhenlong Mountain, and it seemed that the Dao number was Zhixuan.

Zhi Xuan Zhenren was shocked when he saw the person sitting in front of the grave, and thought he had seen a ghost.

But when he saw the man in front of the grave clearly, the horror in his heart was much heavier than that of Fang Cai.

"You ......"

Zhi Xuanzhen's eyes widened, and then the incense candle paper money in his hand fell, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Xiaodao meets the immortals!"

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "It's too early, why are real people here?" ”

Zhi Xuan Zhenren was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that he would see this immortal here.

Honestly replied: "Xiaodao, Xiaodao is here to pay tribute to friends." ”

Chen Changsheng looked at the grave pile on the side, "Is this one?" ”

"Exactly."

Then Chen Changsheng learned about the owner of this tomb from the mouth of Zhixuan Zhenren.

It is a friend of Zhixuan Zhenren when he was young, and he is also a person from Qingshan City, his surname is Zeng, his name is to, and his family is a paper shop in Qingshan City.

It's just that later Zhixuan Zhenren went to the Tao, and this person failed to become a Taoist priest because of the fact that he opened a paper shop at home, and the Taoist always had some strange rules.

The Xuan Daoist said: "The immortals forgive their sins. ”

"Forgiveness?"

"Xiaodao is good at making claims, burying his friends here, and asking the immortals to forgive their sins!"

The Xuandao people thought that their friends could take advantage of this to get some immortal fate, so they were buried here, which shows how much he attached importance to this friend, and he would rather offend the immortals than seek a blessing for his friend.

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "This mountain is not Chen's, and Chen doesn't care where he is buried." ”

The Xuan Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, and then thanked him again and again.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "It seems that the real person is very interested in this friend. ”

"It's a friend of poor people when they were young."

"Is that so......"

"If you want to pay tribute to your friends, go there, don't worry about Chen."

Zhixuan Zhenren agreed when he heard this.

He carefully picked up the incense candles and paper money that had fallen on the ground, put them in his arms, and went to the grave of the friend, took a fire and lit some paper money, so as to attract incense.

After the incense candle was lit, he took out a magic bell from his bosom.

Walking in front of the tomb, he recited the scriptures in his mouth, as if he was doing a ritual.

"Jingle ......"

The Dharma bell rings.

Chen Changsheng listened to the Taoist scriptures recited in the mouth of the Xuandao, which was very different.

I thought it was a scripture of excess, but when I listened closely, it was a little different.

“…… Merit adds to the body, the soul is immeasurable, and death is also happy......"

Zhi Xuanzhen chanted in his mouth, without the slightest distraction.

By the time this ritual was finished, the mist of the mountain stream had already dissipated, and Zhi Xuan Zhenren was already covered in sweat, so he sat down and rested.

Chen Changsheng only spoke at this time: "The Taoist scriptures recited by real people are probably not just used for excess. ”

The Zhixuan Daoist opened his mouth and said: "Returning to the Immortals, it is to accumulate yin blessings, so that the deceased can have a good birth under the Nine Shadows." ”

"I see."

Chen Changsheng looked at Old Man Huang's tomb and said, "Thank you very much, and the real person will often sprinkle some paper money on my old man." ”

"Where, after all, it was the poor road that disturbed Mr.'s old man first."

"It's okay, he likes to be lively."

Chen Changsheng borrowed some paper money from Zhixuan Zhenren and scattered some of it.

During this period, Zhixuan Zhenren wanted to open his mouth several times, as if he wanted to ask something.

Chen Changsheng spoke: "If a real person wants to ask, just ask." ”

Hearing this, Zhixuan Zhenren asked: "Dare to ask the immortals, is it really useful for Xiaodao to do this?" ”

Chen Changsheng was stunned when he heard this, he thought about it and replied: "It's useful." ”

After hearing this, Zhixuan Zhenren smiled and said, "Thank you to the immortals!" ”

In fact, Chen Changsheng lied to him.

Now that a person has passed away, it is obviously useless to do these rituals, and he cannot accumulate yin blessings or wish him a good birth.

But sometimes it's not necessarily bad to tell a lie.

This is the only thing that Zhixuan Zhenren can do for his old friend now.

Chen Changsheng said: "It's a blessing that he can have a friend like Zhenren. ”

Zhi Xuan Zhenren was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare to say this, don't dare to ......"

Chen Changsheng smiled kindly, and then said: "Chen has gone down the mountain, and the real person will meet again." ”

"Congratulations to the immortals."

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but think in his heart as he walked.

If there is such a friend, if there is a big event to choose an auspicious day for you, when you meet a good person, you will see your marriage, if you have an heir, you will be named after an heir, if your business is not good, you will be exorcised from evil spirits, if you are old, you will be blessed with longevity, and after you die, you will choose a good land, and even when you go to the underworld, you will be able to accumulate yin blessings for you.

The friendship between this world is truly wonderful.