Mo Yuan didn't understand it very well, and he didn't know much about the battle between Na Xixiao and Da Xiang, but after listening to what the Fuyun Dao person in front of him said, he knew that this Dao Master must have understood some terrible truths.

Between the seemingly simple words, in fact, the word 'wind bones' can explain why.

That's true.

At the beginning, Xi Xiao and Da Xiang should be equal in terms of national strength, but in terms of style and courage, Xi Xiao is not as good as Da Xiang.

Although Zhao Zhen died, he left some things that were not substantial to future generations, this history does not know how many human emperors have been drowned, and there are a few people who have been fighting non-stop in their lives, and how many emperors who dare to bet and dare to kill.

And Xixiao is too much worse, with the birth of the nomads in the northern desert, although they have strong bodies, but under the continuous beating of history, their bones have long been soft.

As an emperor, he does not lose to Zhao Zhen in courage and strategy, but he is not as ruthless as Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen is not only ruthless to the people of the world, but also to himself.

In order to dominate the world, he can not care about anything.

Even immortality, he can give it up.

Now, the people of Fuyun Dao are also convinced, and they no longer think about what happened in the past.

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "Maybe this is also the cultivation you are destined to experience in this life." ”

The Fuyun Dao people were slightly stunned, nodded and smiled: "What Mr. said is extremely true. ”

After chatting for a long time, a cup of tea.

No matter how much I said, it came to an end.

Today's Fuyun Dao people are not as talkative as before, and there are many fewer words on the contrary, perhaps this mountain is too leisurely, indifferent to his words.

The silence of those who speak too much is not necessarily a bad thing.

It's just a matter of how they think in their hearts.

This is also a spiritual practice.

Chen Changsheng didn't talk to the people of Fuyun Dao for too long.

He came to the pavilion in the backyard and poured half a pot of wine for the Xuanhuang Daoist, the wine was from the Taoist temple, and Chen Changsheng borrowed half a pot.

Looking at Xuanhuang's tomb, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile and said: "The apprentices of the Taoist Master are all capable of everything, and you, as a master, should also be happy." ”

He felt that if Xuanhuang knew, he would be happy to come.

Among the so many people he had seen, Chen Changsheng only felt that this Taoist who liked to eat peaches was the most like an immortal, and he was also the one who should be immortal the most, although he didn't do anything in the end......

Mo Yuan stood beside Chen Changsheng and said, "Sir, are you missing these old friends?" ”

He didn't recognize Xuanhuang, but he often saw Mr. worshipping, thinking that Mr. was once a very important person.

"I miss it a little."

Chen Changsheng smiled, then put away the wine jug, and said, "But this Taoist is very boring, even more boring than Fuyun." ”

"Really......"

Mo Yuan thought that Mr. must have said the opposite.

………

The two didn't stay on the Liuyun Temple for too long.

Chen Changsheng asked Fuyun if he could lack something, in fact, Fuyun also understood that Mr. wanted to give him something, maybe it was a chance.

But Fuyun said: "Poor Dao now just wants to spend his life on this mountain like Master, and he has nothing else to ask for in this life. ”

Chen Changsheng didn't force anything when he heard this, but just promised him, "If you need Chen's help, just ask, your master entrusted Chen before leaving, let me take care of you." ”

The Floating Cloud Daoist nodded in agreement, "Definitely." ”

Chen Changsheng said goodbye, and the people of Fuyun Dao sent the two of them down the mountain.

Arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Mo Yuan glanced back at the Flowing Cloud View.

Only then did he feel that it had really changed its owner.

It's a little reluctant to think about it.

But the gentleman said that he would come back one day.

Mo Yuan also waited.

It was the first time he had such a heavy thought about a place other than Bibo Lake.

Suddenly, I felt as old as a mortal.

After walking away, Mo Yuan suddenly asked, "Does Mr. know where Old Man Zhang is buried?" I want to go and worship. ”

Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, "I'll take you there." ”

Mo Yuan followed Mr. to a mountain col outside Qiuyue Fang.

And behold, the two pine trees stood here.

Correspondingly, there are two small hills, each with its own shade.

And next to Zhang Xiaoliu's tomb, there is one more tomb.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward to see that it was the place where his wife was resting.

For this Mrs. Zhang, whom she has rarely met, Chen Changsheng also remembers it in his heart.

The cooking cakes are delicious and the wine is delicious.

Mo Yuan asked, "Sir, what should Mo Yuan do?" ”

He never worshipped anyone.

In his world, there has never been such a rule of worship as man.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "According to the customs of the world, if you want to burn paper money, put incense and candles, and pay tribute to some food, or toast some wine, of course, it is not indispensable, one thing is enough." ”

"Got it......"

Mo Yuan thought for a while and said, "Then I'll come back later, bring it all, it's better." ”

Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Speaking of which, he has rarely done it all.

Entered the Autumn Moon Fang.

Mo Yuan went to buy paper money, wine, knife heads, that is, pig's head meat, and incense candles.

The ones I bought were the best in the Autumn Moon Workshop.

He has always remembered the affection that Old Man Zhang gave him back then, but this time it is not cause and effect, but wants to stay here forever.

When Chen Changsheng walked into Qiuyuefang, he passed by a street corner.

Where is there a liquor store?

He remembered that this was the wine shop that Mrs. Zhang was doing later.

It's still there now, but it's a different person.

There was only one person in the liquor store.

Looking at the young age, Mo is only in his early twenties, full of vitality, like Zhang Xiaoliu back then.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward and saw the man ask, "Do you want to sit down and ask for some snacks or wine?" ”

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and said, "Playing wine, is there a wine brewed in Qiuyue?" ”

"Yes, of course."

The man's voice changed and he said, "Recently, there are some good daughters in the wine shop, do you want to taste something fresh?" ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "How is it compared to Qiuyue Brew?" ”

The man thought for a moment and said, "Others think that my daughter's red taste is better, but mine thinks it's not as good." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled: "Why is this? ”

The man was shocked and said, "This autumn moon brewing is the hard work of the elders, and I, the junior, should keep it in my heart." ”

"Junior......" Chen Changsheng thought for a while and asked, "Have you entered the ancestral hall?" ”

The people in the wine shop were stunned for a moment, opened their mouths, and replied, "Which ancestral hall is the guest officer talking about?" ”

Chen Changsheng raised his head and said, "Zhang Family Ancestral Hall." ”

The person in front of him was stunned for a moment and asked, "Guest officer... But do you know the elders below? ”

Chen Changsheng said: "There is some fate, many years ago. ”

The people in the wine shop were a little puzzled, the person in front of him was so young, did he really recognize his godmother.

Chen Changsheng didn't continue.

"Let's make a pot of autumn moon brew, and take the wine jug with you."

"Oh yes."