In ancient times, humanity was not prosperous, demons and monsters were much more rampant than now, and even the gods were very chaotic, big gods and small gods, good gods and bad gods, and all kinds of chaotic gods.

Interestingly, humanity is not thriving, but humane monks are much more powerful than they are now. There are often unbelievable masters in the world, or live in seclusion in the mountains, or walk in the world, and pursue immortal immortality in various ways.

It was a chaotic time.

It is not only the human dynasty that lacks order, but also the demons and monsters, the gods of all parties, and everything seems to be waiting for time to precipitate and cool down, bringing stable order to the world.

The Heavenly Dao really evolved like this.

Those peerless demons who caused chaos in the world and devoured the people of a city at every turn are now not even ashes left. The primitive gods who were revered by the ancient people are now gone, and a few can still be handed down as characters in ancient mythology, and most of them are no longer found on the stone walls and stone slabs.

And what about those monks who pursued immortal immortality back then?

According to the Fulong Guan Ji, at that time, some people became immortals, and some people gained immortality, claiming to be immortal and immortal, but it was only at that time. As soon as the way of heaven changes, the so-called immortality is not extinguished, and it must be destroyed if it should be destroyed.

It is the will of the world, which controls the direction of the world.

No one can go against it.

For the "thoughts" of the Heavenly Dao, Fulongguan has never been clearly recorded, but each generation of successors, according to their own understanding, cultivation and focus on different directions, sooner or later will gradually realize this.

Why can the Fulong Temple be handed down?

Not seeking immortality may not be an important reason, but it must be the most basic condition.

At that time, there were many ways to seek immortality in the world, all kinds of flowers, but today the Tao has already made a choice, so these roads are impassable.

Has anyone survived from that time to the present?

Maybe there is, maybe not.

The Taoist has never seen it.

Is there any other remnant of the path to eternal life?

Maybe there are really a few roads that have never been discovered and never used by the ancients, maybe Fulongguan can find them. But it is difficult and difficult, secondly, even if it is successful, it is not guaranteed to be long-term, and thirdly, as long as there is such a generation of heirs on this road, the inheritance of Fulongguan will be broken in this generation.

Fulongguan is passed down from generation to generation, not to mention feelings, and the inheritance itself is also weighty, especially for virtuous people, it has considerable binding force. It has been passed down for so many generations, and with each generation, the weight is heavier, making it more difficult to make the decision to break it in your own hands.

The Taoist put aside his thoughts, didn't think about it anymore, smiled, and just sighed:

"Longevity is hard to find......"

"Do you want to ask for it?"

"How many people in the world don't want to?"

"yes......"

"It's just that if it's too difficult to live forever, and if you give up too much, it's better not to ask for it. If you live this life well, you will be content. Song You smiled, "This is an arithmetic problem." ”

"The Taoist has a major overhaul for ......"

The two drank tea and talked, sometimes plucking the strings, and the puffy boat slowly crossed the water, cutting through the reflection of the green hills on both sides.

The three-flowered cat listened to them at first, but then I didn't know if it was bored, or because he was tired of catching rats last night, so he fell asleep on the Taoist's lap, only the tip of his tail was still shaking back and forth.

The Taoist sometimes stroked her back, sometimes stroked the tip of her tail, and the cat had the magic power to calm his heart.

The woman opposite lowered her eyes and said with a smile:

"The Taoist saw her as a daughter."

"Although Sanhua Niangniang is young, she is well-behaved and sensible, ice and snow are smart, and there are few mortal girls who can compare to her."

"It's really a blessing for her to meet the Taoist."

"It's also a blessing in the future."

The woman raised her eyes and glanced at the Taoist, but saw that the Taoist's eyes were on the sleeping cat, and even his voice was unconsciously softer, as if she was afraid of waking it up, and the tenderness of this moment was as good as the emotion in her eyes, just like when she went to invite him that day, she saw him carefully peeling shrimp for the cat in the house.

The woman couldn't help but say, "I used to have a younger sister who was also smart and cute. ”

"And then?"

"When I grew up, I left me."

"It's unstoppable for children to grow up." The Taoist replied calmly, "As long as she can do what she wants to do and live her own life, it will be relieved." ”

"I heard that she was fascinated by the prosperity of the world, went to the city of the world to mingle, and finally married a small official as a concubine, and then lived a very bad life, and died in a few years, and lived almost as long as a person."

"Everyone has a life, and so do demons."

"What if the Taoist boy grows up in the future and wants to marry?"

The woman looked at the Taoist.

The Taoist put his hand on the cat's back, and the temperature from the palm of his hand was obvious, and it was even a little hot in summer, but he answered very directly:

"I hope she doesn't get married."

"Why?"

The woman looked at him curiously.

His eyes are still focused, as if he is full of interest in what he is talking about, and as if he is paying special attention to what you say.

"Because there is a disease in this era, the disease is in the world, and the disease is in the heart." The Taoist replied lightly, "Between men and women, no matter how deep the relationship is, as the days go by, this kind of disease will be exposed, and very few people can regard their wives and concubines as equal to themselves." ”

"Oh?"

The woman's eyes fluctuated slightly, and she asked with a smile: "Then what does the Taoist chief think is the most important thing between men and women?" ”

"As a fox at the foot, I heard that the fox is extremely loyal, monogamous, and there is no difference between the dignity and inferiority of mortals, so I think the foot should know better than me."

"Does the Taoist think so?"

"Nature."

"Dao Chang doesn't think like a mortal in this world."

"I have less knowledge here, and mortals in these years have thought like this, and there are quite a few of them, but the world is too big, and I haven't met them here."

"In the evening river, tea is used instead of wine, and you have to pay tribute to a long cup."

"Is your real name Wanjiang?"

"Foxes live in the mountains, they don't come to the world, no one calls their names, and they don't need names. When you come to the world, you have to have a name. The woman raised her glass and said, "I heard that this woman's real surname is Zhou, and she was picked up by someone who drifted down from the wooden barrel in the evening. After using her identity, Wan Jiang liked it a lot, and now it has become a habit. ”

"It's late on the river."

"The Taoist is also quite poetic."

"I don't know poetry."

Chatting and chatting, the cat woke up and fell asleep, ran to the side of the boat to see the water for a while, shook his head and came back to talk to the Taoist, chasing the woman and asking questions, and most of the day passed like this.

In the middle of the afternoon, the pong boat docked.

"Thank you Dao Chief, I traveled with Dao Chang for a day, and what I talked about is better than seven years in Changjing."

"It's serious, I should thank you for it." The Taoist also returned the salute, "Thank you for your kind invitation, treat each other with the sound of the piano, Changjing doesn't know how many literati, and I can't ask for it." ”

Both sides rode into the city in horse-drawn carriages and returned home.

……

In the Hexian Tower, the woman looked indifferent, slowly returned to the room, stared at a picture of apricot blossoms hanging on the wall for a long time, and then sat down by the window, and looked at the continuous roof outside.

The maid came in steps, her posture light.

"Huh?" The maid was surprised, "Didn't you already give this painting back?" How did you come back again? ”

"I painted the same one again."

"You're so idle."

"Reluctantly."

"What are you thinking? Do you want to roll in the mud? ”

“……”

"I brought you your 'favorite' pear, would you like to try it?"

"You can eat."

"It's enough for you to eat, so I won't eat it."

“……”

"You don't want to take a fancy to that Taoist, mortals' ability to lie is not necessarily worse than yours, not to mention that although that Taoist's Taoism is high, but mortals are only a hundred years, if you don't seek immortality, it will be short after all."

“……”

The woman didn't bother to pay attention to her, only turned her head to look out the window, and her voice was so small that she couldn't hear it: "I have a hunch." ”

"What hunch?"

"The national teacher and us may all be empty."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"It's time to eat pears."

“……”

"Boom~"

“……”

After the summer, the weather turned cold.

The leaves slowly turn yellow and fall all over the long street.

Sanhua Niangniang still goes to catch mice every night, sleeps and studies during the day, has her own practice day and night, and lives a very regular life, but now no one dares to beat her idea - even in the past, sometimes she would be harassed by the children of the owner when she went to work, but now she will not, she has a fixed job every night, and she can also leave some time to study secretly after work, and maintain her talented cat design.

Taoists sometimes sit in the house to greet guests, and sometimes go out for a walk to see the various states of Changjing, and the days are quite leisurely.

When people are idle, they are like gods.

Sometimes I think about the scholar ghost who was invited to Toyoshu by myself.

More than two months have passed, but he still hasn't returned, and I don't know if he's okay.

Maybe I should go myself.

It's just that Fengzhou is too far away after all, and without the help of the jujube red horse, it is too difficult to walk. And if I go, I only go to Fengzhou and come back, and I have to go back to the south in the future, if I don't come back, I haven't stayed in Changjing until half of the estimated time, which is really not easy to arrange.

I wish him all the best.

At the same time, in a mansion in the East City.

The famous General Chen has become the door god of the people of Dayan to ward off evil spirits in recent years, and everyone posted his portrait on the door in order to seek peace at night, and the little ghost did not dare to enter.

But he himself has been sleeping hard lately.

That's it—

The general was lying on the bed, although he was not wearing armor or carrying a blade, he was still full of evil spirits, and it was difficult for demons and ghosts to invade.

But his brows were furrowed, his face was sweating, and even his hands under the quilt were clenched tightly, and his teeth were clenched, as if he had suffered a nightmare.

"Brush!"

The general opened his eyes in an instant, his face full of murderous aura.

But there was only darkness, silence, and nothing.

The general gradually calmed down, but he didn't sleep anymore, so he just propped up his upper body and leaned on the head of the bed, thinking quietly.

Although such dreams do not occur every day, they have been intermittent for a while.

Is there anyone who wants to harm himself?

But who dares to harm themselves? And this way?

The general frowned.

If only it were still in the north.

There are also a lot of strange people in the army, although they are not considered to be masters, but they also know all kinds of strange methods, and they may be able to counsel one or two.

But this is not the north, but Changjing.

It's hard to go to Changjing, and it's hard to even speak.

Gradually, it was dawn outside.

The general lifted the quilt in an instant, put on his clothes, and pushed the door out, his expression was already serious and full of energy.

"Prepare the horses!"

"Where are you going?"

"Xicheng!"

"Yes!"

His subordinates are also resolute.

……

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