Chen Changsheng looked at the lotus in the center of the pond. His eyes did not change for a long time, and he seemed to see something.
After a while, the lotus suddenly shone with a silvery white light.
When the glimmer of light dissipated, I saw that the young man had a bright scarf on his head, a hydrated robe with tiger and dragon patterns, delicate eyebrows, sharp edges, and jade-like skin. He also had a gold bracelet on his wrist. Like mundane things.
"Sir, you are here."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but paused when he heard the other party's words, and asked: "Do you recognize me?"
Chen Changsheng took a look at the other party's attire, and inexplicably felt that it looked familiar, but he was not sure.
"How dare you forget."
The young man spoke calmly and came to the gentleman and bowed his head to pay respects.
Chen Changsheng frowned, looked at him again, and asked, "What's your name?"
The young man raised his head and replied: "The name Nezha was given to me back then. Sir, have you forgotten?"
"Your name is Nezha!?"
Chen Changsheng was suddenly speechless when he heard this.
Nezha Third Prince?
Are you kidding me?
Nezha raised his head and said helplessly: "It's okay, it's not the first time that sir has forgotten."
Chen Changsheng came to his senses and asked, "Do you really know me?"
Nezha did not answer this time, but stared closely at Chen Changsheng. A smile suddenly appeared on his face. It was a smile that Chen Changsheng thought he could not understand.
Nezha muttered: "It's another reincarnation..."
"Reincarnation?"
"good."
Nezha said halfway, but did not explain, but said: "Sir, please come with me."
Seeing that he didn't explain, Chen Changsheng didn't ask any further questions and followed him forward.
The lotus pond in front of him suddenly dispersed under a gust of breeze. When the breeze dispersed, it turned into an altar in front of him, and in the center of the altar, there was a book.
The book hangs in mid-air, and there seems to be a seal on it.
Nezha said: "Sir, please."
Chen Changsheng looked at the book on the altar and asked, "Let Chen get it?"
"Exactly." Nezha replied.
Chen Changsheng asked: "What's in that book?"
Nezha said: "There is something in it that Mr. wants."
Chen Changsheng hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked, "There is one more question."
Nezha lowered his head and said, "Excuse me, sir."
Chen Changsheng said: "What did you shout when you were at Liuyun Temple?"
"Apply." Nezha replied.
After Chen Changsheng found out, he didn't worry too much and walked toward the center of the altar.
He clearly felt that he had passed through a barrier.
Chen Changsheng turned back to look at Nezha and asked, "Why don't you come in together?"
Nezha looked helpless and said, "I can't come in."
As Chen Changsheng guessed, only designated people can enter this barrier.
Or was it originally prepared for him?
This is so weird…
Chen Changsheng walked towards the book, wondering if the answer he wanted might be in this book.
Chen Changsheng stood in front of the classics and hesitated for a moment.
He reached out his hand and touched the book.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, a golden light penetrated into Chen Changsheng's mind.
There was an extra Dharma in his memory.
"The Binding Order of the Gods Part 2"
What is described above is a method of inviting gods, and there are names of several gods at the end.
Among them, Chen Changsheng found the name of "The Third Prince Nezha".
In addition, there are many names he is familiar with.
Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, the son of Bodhisattva, Lu Dongbin, the ancestor of Chunyang, Li Ningyang, the head of the Eight Immortals...
Chen Changsheng calmed down and turned to look at Nezha, who was waiting outside.
His expression was solemn and he asked: "What does this Dharma... mean?"
Nezha looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Didn't you read it, sir?"
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, feeling ridiculous.
He wanted to pick up the book, but in the blink of an eye, the book on the altar turned into ashes and disappeared.
He was a little puzzled, turned to look at Nezha and said, "This book will be destroyed if you look at it?"
Nezha said: "It will appear again in a few years."
"How many years?"
"Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years..."
Chen Changsheng smacked his lips, turned around and walked out of the altar.
He walked through the barrier and came to Nezha and said, "It's time to have a good chat."
Nezha smiled warmly and nodded.
Then he said: "Sir, there is no need to ask any more questions. I can't answer you, sir, because it's not time yet."
"So, you know, you just can't tell me?"
"good."
Nezha said: "This is the rule you set originally, sir."
Chen Changsheng's eyes moved slightly and said: "At the beginning? So, I am more than just me?"
"wrong."
Nezha said: "Sir, I am not all Mr. now, but I am still Mr."
Although it sounds a bit confusing, you can still understand it if you think about it carefully.
Chen Changsheng said: "You mean, I'm not completely me now?"
Nezha seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, so he simply kept silent and lowered his head.
"Chen understands."
Chen Changsheng then asked: "Is it my previous life?"
Nezha said nothing and still lowered his head.
Chen Changsheng continued to ask: "You said I set the rules, then why did I set such rules in the first place?"
Nezha still didn't answer.
Upon seeing this, Chen Changsheng did not ask any more questions, but said: "Okay, I won't ask anything else. You only need to tell me one thing. Where did the names recorded in the book come from? Where were people born? After telling Chen, Chen stopped asking any more questions."
Nezha started to think after hearing this.
He hesitated whether to tell his husband.
Seeing him like this, Chen Changsheng said, "Your hesitation means that your origin is not simple. It may have come out of thin air, or it may have been fabricated by someone? Am I right?"
Nezha couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.
He simply admitted: "Exactly."
"Did it come from magic power?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Nezha shook his head and said: "Nezha is the person in Mr.'s dream, not made by magic power."
"Dream!?"
Chen Changsheng paused when he heard this. At first he thought it was a bit unbelievable, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not impossible.
After all, in this world, we cannot make conclusions based on common sense.
Nezha turned his head and glanced behind him.
I saw the thick fog suddenly approaching.
He turned to look at his husband and said, "It's getting late, sir, you should go."
"Um?"
Chen Changsheng looked up and saw the thick fog in the distance coming towards this place.
He came to his senses in a daze and looked at Nezha.
Nezha was stunned by Mr.'s gaze.
Chen Changsheng said: "Are you not the master of this place?"
Nezha didn't speak, and then he saw the heavy fog approaching.
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, and then he felt dizzy and fainted again.
When he woke up again, he was back in front of the stone door.
