It's like everybody is growing up and getting older.

I don't know when I started, everything after death turned into a big dream, there was no practice, no heart refining, but became a marquee, watching flowers and horses, horses and flowers.

Everything that has been lost in the years seems to be able to be made up in a dream.

There are many, many old friends, reappearing in front of me.

The old man Zhang in the Qiuyuefang wine shop, the old master in Liuyun Mountain, and the Xuanhuang Dao people, and many other people he has been thinking about from beginning to end.

Immersed in dreams, unable to extricate themselves.

Chen Changsheng seemed to see everything, but in fact, he just hid all this in his heart, but in his dream, he reappeared.

The liquor shop in the dream is very lively.

"Sir is here."

Old man Zhang prepared the wine and had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Changsheng sat down and chatted with Old Man Zhang as usual.

On the table is Autumn Moon Brew.

It's the same as when I first drank it.

"You're really having a happier life these days."

Old man Zhang laughed after hearing this, and said, "What Mr. said is not Mr. To's blessing." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled and lowered his head to drink.

After drinking the whole pot, he said, "It's hard for you, old man." ”

Old man Zhang smiled kindly, but did not answer.

Chen Changsheng clearly knew that this was just a big dream turned into regret in his heart.

He asked for a pot of wine as usual, went to the street to buy a few catties of peaches, and then went to the Liuyun Temple.

The three talented Taoists in the dream are over 100 years old, and there are three apprentices under their knees, each of whom has an incredible name, Xuantian, Xuandi, and Xuanhuang.

Hong Sancai said with a smile: "Why does Mr. Chen bring something every time he comes, but Lao Dao is a little embarrassed." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled and didn't say much.

The two of them sat down in the pavilion behind the view.

A game of chess was set.

Chen Changsheng's chess stinks, and he can't win against Hong Sancai.

It's also because he never learns, doesn't know what chess is, and simply doesn't understand chess.

"The old way is slightly better than half a son, and Mr. Chen has conceded it." Hong Sancai laughed.

Chen Changsheng said, "Chen let you." ”

Hong Sancai smiled and quipped: "Mr. Chen's skin is a lot thicker." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Only when you have a thick skin can you see things." ”

Hong Sancai nodded after hearing this, thought for a while and said, "It's a good thing, I think it's the outside world that cures Mr." ”

Chen Changsheng paused, nodded after a moment, and did not deny it.

Someone and something was really healing him.

"What about your three apprentices?"

Chen Changsheng asked.

Hong San called the three apprentices over.

The three apprentices in the dream were in their teenage years.

The three apprentices looked easy-going, and they were all in a state of mind, which was the year when the Dao heart was stable.

"I've seen Mr. Chen." "I've seen Mr. Chen......"

The three disciples saluted.

Chen Changsheng laughed, and then took out the peaches he bought from his pocket.

"One person at a time, you can't grab it."

Xuanhuang's eyes lit up, but seeing that the senior brother and the two didn't move, he couldn't move forward.

The three brothers were all hesitant.

It wasn't until Hong San said a word: "What are you doing in a daze, Mr. Chen invited me, can you not do it." ”

"Thank you sir! Thank You, Master. ”

Xuantian and Xuandi received the peaches one by one.

Xuan Huang came over.

Chen Changsheng handed him the peach, and whispered in his ear: "Good students take it, don't be snatched by the senior brothers." ”

Xuan Huang blinked and nodded repeatedly.

Chen Changsheng smiled and touched his head.

After receiving the peaches, the three disciples withdrew.

Hong San saw this scene and said, "Mr. seems to be very optimistic about my little apprentice. ”

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "You little apprentice is the most incompetent. ”

He paused, but then said, "But it's the most capable one." ”

Hong Sancai was a little puzzled when he heard this, he pondered for a moment, but sighed and said, "It seems that it is a bad fate." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "It doesn't matter if it's good or bad." ”

The years in the dream are endless.

In a blink of an eye, I was in the middle of the beautiful green mountains.

I have walked many ways in my dreams.

Returning to the city of green hills.

There is an old man in the city who sells tea at a stall, and he has white porridge to drink in the morning.

"You guy, you're here to eat and drink again, it's gone, there's no more of you."

Yan Huanglou didn't wait to see Chen Changsheng.

Extremely unwelcome.

Because this man always drinks tea and eats porridge and does not give money.

Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "You can't afford to pay for a cup of tea." ”

"Then why don't you pay?"

"Chen has no money."

"Go ask for it yourself."

Chen Changsheng thought about it, but said, "It's done." ”

As soon as he said it, he simply found a place in the city and sat down, put a small bowl on the table, and fell asleep.

Yan Huanglou couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, stepped forward and kicked him, and said, "Okay, it's just a cup of tea." ”

Chen Changsheng raised his head and said, "There is also white porridge." ”

"You don't have to take an inch."

"That's not possible, your porridge is the best, better than tea."

"Eh, I've served you, get up, dress so cleanly, who will reward you for a broken bowl."

Just this shameless effort, he begged for a cup of tea and a bowl of white porridge.

Drinking and eating, my heart is a lot more relaxed.

Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Comfortable ......"

Yan Huanglou snorted and scolded: "Shameless to die." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled, but he didn't care.

If you love to scold, you scold, anyway, he is thick-skinned.

Yan Huanglou looked at him and asked, "Can't you find something to do?" If you are not deaf, dumb or disabled, how much money you can't earn? ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Chen is rich." ”

"Then you still ask me for tea and porridge?"

Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "Don't want money." ”

"Phew, get out, get out of here!"

Yan Huanglou drove him away.

Chen Changsheng simply patted his buttocks and said, "Come back tomorrow morning, remember to cook Chen's porridge." ”

"Get out!"

Yan Huanglou scolded and watched Chen Changsheng leave slowly.

He smiled helplessly, but he felt funny, and breathed a long sigh of relief, inexplicably feeling that these years were much more interesting.

But he's not a real person, he's just a dream.

Chen Changsheng went to the teahouse.

The shopkeeper is the shopkeeper of Zhuang, the guy is the Cao guy, and the big cow......

"Mr. Chen is here, Mr. Chen, please!"

"Mr. Wine Tea!"

Chen Changsheng gave up his hand again and again, and then came to the stage.

Everyone in the audience drank tea and ate snacks, and they all pricked up their ears.

"What are you talking about today?"

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea, paced for a moment or two, and then said, "There is." ”

"There is a way that the dragon is trapped in the wilderness and cannot come out, and it will become a catastrophe in the world, today I will tell the story of a little Taoist, if it is not good, I hope you will forgive me, forgive ......"

It's about the little Taoist priest who is dedicated to the Tao and became famous only a year after going down the mountain.

The years in this dream are really good.