At dusk, Phytolacca took Perilla down the mountain.
Chang Shan was still kneeling in front of the Taoist temple.
"Master, I understand what you mean. I don't want to disturb your mood. Kneel a little longer and make up for what you haven't finished..."
Chen Changsheng went down the mountain at dusk.
As he passed by Chang Shan, he said: "How can a dragon be called a dragon if it is trapped in the wild?"
Chang Shan paused and looked at Mr. Da.
But the gentleman in green shirt had already turned his head and walked down the mountain.
The gate of Liuyun Temple was closed again.
Chang Shan was left alone, kneeling at the gate of the mountain.
But Xuanhuang was really cruel this time. No matter how much Chang Shan knelt outside the mountain gate, he never opened the door to take a look.
…
After Chen Changsheng came down from the mountain, he went to Qiuyuefang.
Before entering the square, I had already seen the old city god waiting here. Perhaps he had received the news early, so he was waiting here.
"Mr. Chen, I'll see you soon."
"I haven't seen you for three years. How are you doing, Old City God?"
After exchanging pleasantries, the old Cheng Huang led Chen Changsheng into the square.
The arrival of Chen Changsheng made the Old City God particularly happy, and he walked a little more freely.
The old city god said: "Tong Xiaolang asked me to borrow money three years ago. I was still wondering how he could be so bold. Later I found out that it was the gentleman who asked."
"Chen was short of money at the time, so he could only think of you."
The old city god joked: "Including what I owe Mr. Tong Xiaolang, the total is five and a half taels. It's time for me to pay back the money."
"Can you not pay it back?" Chen Changsheng smiled.
The old city god also smiled, waved his hand and said, "Since I borrowed it from you, sir, there is no need to return it."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Hey, you have to pay it back, you have to pay it back. When Chen gets rich, he will naturally pay it back to you."
The old city god refused. In short, he didn't want him to change. Chen Changsheng couldn't resist him. He couldn't afford to pay back now anyway.
The two people came to Tongjitang all the way.
After entering the door, he saw Tong Caizheng checking his pulse.
Chen Changsheng asked: "But Doctor Tong?"
Tong Cai raised his head and looked at the visitor.
The gentleman was wearing a green shirt and had an extraordinary temperament, and the old man following him was also well-dressed. Although he did not recognize the two of them, he understood that they must have a good background.
"Exactly, are you two here to see a doctor?"
"It's not to see a doctor." Chen Changsheng shook his head in denial and said, "Chen came to visit your son today."
"Do you know what to call..."
Tong Caizheng was puzzled as to why he had never heard Zhihuan talk about having such a friend.
"Wait a moment, you two. I'm going to call him out right now."
Tong Cai was walking towards the back room and called out Tong Zhihuan who was reading a medical book inside.
Tong Zhihuan was confused at first where his friend came from.
But when he went out and saw the two people standing in front of him, he was so scared that his legs weakened...
"God God……"
Tong Zhihuan's lips opened slightly, but he saw the immortal master wink at him.
Tong Zhihuan understood and quickly changed his words: "Mr. Chen, why are you here?"
He turned his head again, but was shocked again.
The old man standing next to Mr. Chen.
"Tong Xiaolangjun, long time no see." The old city god said with a smile.
Tong Zhihuan couldn't help feeling that his legs were shaking.
How could I be so virtuous and talented as to be able to let Master Immortal and Master Cheng Huang come to invite me personally?
Tong Zhihuan turned to look at his father and said, "Dad, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Chen. I have never told you about it before..."
Tong Caizheng was still a little confused, but still greeted him: "Mr. Chen, come in and sit down."
Chen Changsheng raised his hand and said, "No need to bother. Chen wants Mr. Tong Xiaolang to take me around the shop, and I also ask Dr. Tong to agree."
Tong Caizheng took a look at his son and saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he agreed.
After deceiving his father, Tong Zhihuan left Tongjitang.
Tong Zhihua quickly bowed his hands and called out, "Tong Zhihua has met the two masters."
"You are Welcome."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for three years, but you have grown a lot taller."
Tong Zhihuan smiled, touched his hair and said, "If you eat well, you will grow taller."
Chen Changsheng patted his shoulder and said, "Not bad, his muscles and bones are also much stronger."
Tong Zhihuan was a little embarrassed by the praise and said instead: "Speaking of it, it has been three years since your husband left. I thought he had forgotten all about it."
"It's just that it took a long time to go, but I still have to come."
Afterwards, the two of them talked about swords.
Tong Zhihuan said that he had already taken the sword and kept it at home. He took Chen Changsheng to get the sword.
After he sneaked into the house, he took out the sword without being discovered by his mother-in-law.
"Sir, this is the sword from back then."
Chen Changsheng took off the cloth and took the sword in his hand.
A golden light flashed in his brows.
With just one glance, he noticed something was wrong with this sword.
The old city god seemed to notice something strange about Mr. Chen and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Tong Zhihuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this and asked, "Is there something wrong with the sword?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "No."
He put away the sword, and then said to Tong Zhihuan: "Thank you, Young Master Tong. Chen will follow the old Cheng Huang for a walk around Qiuyue Fang. If Young Master has something to do at home, please go back first."
"I……"
Tong Zhihuan reacted and agreed: "Oh, okay, sir..."
"Come and look for me when you have time."
"That……"
"Sir, please walk slowly."
As Tong Zhihuan watched his husband and the City God leave, he always felt that something was wrong.
After Chen Changsheng walked away, he took out the sword again.
The Old City God said: "It seems that there is indeed something wrong with this sword. Sir, you don't want to embarrass Tong Zhihuo, so you say there is no problem?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Indeed, Tong Zhihuan cannot have any thoughts about that sword. The problem is definitely not with him."
"That would be..." Old City God began to think.
But Chen Changsheng raised his hand and started counting with his fingers.
Speaking of which, he had only learned a rough idea of divination, but it was still easy to calculate the direction of a sword.
"I see."
Chen Changsheng took back his hand and said, "Chen's sword was actually sold to someone else."
"How brave!"
The old city god said, "I want to see who dares to tease you sir!"
Chen Changsheng raised his hand to stop him and said, "Hey, even though the blacksmith made a mistake, it won't make you so angry, Old City God. I just need to find the sword again if I lose it."
The old city god said: "How can that be done? Qiuyuefang is under the jurisdiction of the little god. If something like this happens, there will be no place for the little god's face."
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly and said, "Chen can just handle it on his own. Why should the old city god be angry?"
The old city god breathed a long sigh of relief and calmed down his mind.
Sir's sword is not an ordinary sword.
And this sword was actually lost in Qiuyuefang. This matter was not big or small, but the old city god Ren Jiu was a little angry and could not calm down.
