Chapter 21: Surprisingly, I'm not dead!
After two cups of tea, Chen Changsheng took off the wine gourd at his waist and placed it on the table.
Chen Changsheng said, "As in previous years, a gourd of Autumn moon wine."
Xuanhuang couldn't help but pause for a moment when he saw the wine gourd. Then he smiled and said, "When Master was still alive, every time you came, you would bring a gourd of wine. At that time, I was also very envious, but I didn't dare to go up and ask for it. I never thought that time would change and now I could also drink your wine."
Changshan stood aside waiting. Listening to his master's conversation with this person, he always felt something was off.
This wine is also made from the market. Chen Changsheng said, "Nothing unusual."
The one brought by the gentleman is naturally different.
"You..."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh and said, "Why do you always think so highly of Chen Mou? When your master was still around, he never treated me politely."
Xuanhuang explained, "According to the rules, Sir And Master are of the same generation. As a junior, I should respect them."
"Stop messing around a little."
Chen Changsheng changed the subject and said, "Drink!"
"Hey."
Xuanhuang agreed and laughed like a child.
At this moment, the little junior sister, Zisu, suddenly rushed in.
"Master, Master!"
Suddenly there are so many more books outside the door! I don't know who put it there!
"Book?"
Xuanhuang paused for a moment and then looked at Mr. Chen.
Chen Changsheng replied, "It should be for Chen Mou. I asked them to bring it to Liuyun Temple. I didn't expect it to be so soon."
Xuan Huang and Chen Changsheng got up and walked towards the door.
Sure enough, a stack of books was neatly piled up at the door, but outside that door, there was no one delivering the books.
But in fact, there were two evil spirits standing there. It was just that the master and disciples in the Taoist temple couldn't see them.
Chen Changsheng stepped forward and came up to Yin Cha.
The one who came was none other than Hong Sancai.
Hong Sancai stepped forward and said, "Sir, all the books you want are placed here."
Thank you for your help.
Chen Changsheng asked again, "Have all the matters in the small courtyard been settled?"
Thanks to Sir. Hong Sancai said, "With that palm strike, not even a remnant soul remained."
Chen Changsheng quipped, "Then I'll be gentler next time and also find something for you to do."
Hong Sancai smiled and said, "Then don't. It's better to solve it thoroughly."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help smiling either.
Xuanhuang was standing in the Taoist temple. Seeing that there was no one in front of the master, it seemed as if he was talking to someone again.
He was a little surprised at first, but soon figured it out.
It's probably the ghosts and gods of this place.
There is no other explanation besides this.
And in the corner of that Taoist temple, four heads were furtively watching this scene.
Who is he talking to?
Could it be talking to a ghost?
The youngest, Zisu, was a little scared and said, "Second Senior Brother, don't scare me."
Hong Sancai at the entrance of the Taoist temple did not linger for long. After exchanging a few pleasanches with Chen Changsheng, he took his leave and said, "Sir, the items have been delivered. I'll go back to report first."
Chen Changsheng asked, "No more looking?" These are all your granddisciples.
Hong Sancai shook his head and said, "Now that Hong has become a hermit, he should no longer be preoccupied with the mundane world."
Chen Changsheng let out a soft sigh and said, "That's fine too. It won't add any more obsession."
"Sir, take your leave."
"Farewell."
Hong Sancai led another Yinchai down the mountain.
Xuanhuang stepped forward and came to the master's side.
Chen Changsheng watched Hong Sancai's back as he descended the mountain. This man had died on this mountain back then, but now he had truly come down.
Xuanhuang asked aloud, "Was this just master?"
"Um."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Your master did good deeds and accumulated virtue during his lifetime. After his death, he was promoted by the City God and entered the netherworld. Now he is the ghost envoy of the Autumn Moon Pavilion."
Xuanhuang was filled with countless emotions in his heart. He closed his eyes and murmured, "Boundless Celestial Venerable..."
"Don't think too deeply."
Chen Changsheng said, "Your master didn't even come in to take a look. If your master can figure out the truth, you should be able to understand it too."
Xuanhuang nodded and said, "Xuanhuang understands."
He looked at the pile of books placed at the door and said, "These books..."
"Let you go here."
Chen Changsheng said, "I can't finish watching it this time. It will be the same when I come again next time."
Xuanhuang understood in his heart and then turned back, saying, "Stop looking. Come over quickly and help the master carry the books."
Seeing that they were discovered, the four apprentices had no choice but to come out.
The third junior apprentice brother, Xuan Shen, scratched his head and explained, "Master, we were just passing by."
Xuanhuang gave a helpless smile and said, "Move your book."
Changshan asked, "Master, where are we moving to?"
"Just move it to the library and leave it there."
"Ok."
Several people each carried some and quickly moved all the books at the door in.
While on the way, Xuan Shen was curious and muttered, "What kind of books are these? Why don't they have a title?"
Saying that, he was about to open it and have a look.
But suddenly a hand struck.
"Pop."
Xuan Shen quickly withdrew his hand and looked at his senior brother, saying, "Senior brother, why did you hit me?"
Changshan said, "Didn't Master teach you?" Don't touch others' belongings at will. If that gentleman finds out, it will bring shame to the master.
Seeing this, Xuan Shen no longer had the intention of opening it to take a look and said, "If not, then not..."
Chen Changsheng is holding a book in his hand.
The content recorded in this book belongs to the category of escape art, mainly focusing on the Five Elements' magic. Chen Changsheng has only been exposed to cultivation for a short time, so it is still a bit difficult for him to understand, but it is not hard to comprehend.
From Xuan Huang's perspective, the book that Chen Changsheng was reading was a blank sheet of paper, with nothing visible.
He was somewhat puzzled and asked, "Why is Sir Holding a blank book to read?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "There are no words in the book, but there are words in Chen's eyes."
Xuanhuang was taken aback upon hearing this and suddenly said, "Sir, you are of great talent."
Chen Changsheng closed the book and said, "Go in and talk."
After returning to the pavilion.
Xuanhuang then sat opposite Chen Changsheng and drank wine.
A gourd of autumn moon wine is enough to chat until the setting sun at dusk.
Xuanhuang spoke much less than his master, but for Chen Changsheng, it was good. At least he wouldn't feel bored. If he talked as much as his master, it would cause more pain in his brain.
In the blink of an eye, it was sunset time.
A dim yellow also began to appear on the horizon, gradually turning yellow until it finally became a fiery red.
And the gourd of Autumn Moon wine on that table was also emptied.
Chen Changsheng suddenly recalled the previous appointment with Old Zhang, but judging from the weather, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to make it in time.
It seems that we can only wait until next time...
Chen Changsheng then chatted with Xuan Huang about his several disciples, and at the same time, he was also waiting for this death.
"It's getting dark..."
Xuanhuang said, "Sir, are you leaving?"
Chen Changsheng looked towards the horizon. The last ray of the setting sun was about to fall.
"Probably..."
When the sun completely sank below the mountain, it was completely dark.
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, a hint of astonishment showing in his eyes. He stood up and looked into the distance.
Xuanhuang was somewhat puzzled and asked, "What are you looking at, Sir?"
"Is it completely dark?" Chen Changsheng asked in a daze.
Xuanhuang replied, "Mr. Hui, it's dark."
Chen Changsheng was taken aback in his heart. Looking at the darkness, his figure trembled slightly and his lips quivered involuntarily.
"I actually..."
"Not dead?"
(End of this chapter)