Finally came to the inn.
When the waiter at the inn saw Mr. Qingshan, he said, "Sir, it's possible that he forgot something. The room hasn't been packed yet. I'll help you go up and have a look."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen lives in the hotel."
"ah?"
The guy was stunned for a moment.
"Sir, didn't you... just check out earlier?"
Chen Changsheng asked: "I checked out earlier, can't I stay in the hotel again now?"
The waiter paused for a moment and then quickly said, "Of course you can. Please do it, sir."
"Chen still lives in that room, there's no need to lead me up."
"this……"
The waiter said: "Just do what the gentleman said."
He watched Mr. Qingshan go upstairs.
The waiter stood in the main hall and looked at the man. He murmured softly: "This man is really strange..."
And after the guy muttered this sentence.
Chen Changsheng, who was walking upstairs, suddenly stopped.
The guy was suddenly startled and felt a little guilty.
But he saw Mr. Qingshan smile warmly at him.
The guy nodded quickly in response.
Chen Changsheng turned around and walked upstairs.
"Scared me."
The waiter sighed and patted his chest.
I thought I was heard.
But thinking about it, I was just scaring myself. It was strange that my voice was so small and from such a distance that I could hear it.
The waiter thought to himself: 'Don't talk nonsense next time. '
Chen Changsheng entered the room and closed the door.
Three books were placed on the table, as if they had been randomly discarded here.
"Bang."
The money bag hit the table with a clang.
"This purse is really heavy."
Chen Changsheng murmured. He had never intended to take so much, but the scholar insisted on putting it in his wallet.
He thought it was hard to refuse someone's kindness, so he accepted it with peace of mind.
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, then sat on the chair and rested.
The sunset arrived in the blink of an eye.
…
Chen Changsheng woke up for a while.
Then I heard a voice coming from outside.
"The Immortal is in the house. The little god has come to pay homage to the Immortal."
Chen Changsheng turned around and said, "Come in."
The city god walked through the door and walked into the house.
After seeing Chen Changsheng, the City God knelt down and paid homage.
"I've seen the immortal!"
Chen Changsheng asked: "City God, please arise. I wonder why you are here to find Chen?"
The City God stood up and said: "Back to the Immortal Chief, the evil ghost and the little god have been properly dealt with. In addition, all the souls swallowed by the evil ghost have entered reincarnation. The God of Fortune has also returned to his original position, but the Prince Yu's Mansion..."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Prince Yu's Mansion was always empty because of this evil ghost, right?"
The City God nodded and said: "Exactly, there are rumors outside that Prince Yu's Mansion is a haunted house, and it was the work of the evil ghost."
"The little god wants to ask the Immortal about the painting in Prince Yu's Mansion..."
Chen Changsheng said: "Let him put the painting there, you don't need to worry about it."
"Yes." The City God asked again: "Does the little god need to send a few secret servants to guard it?"
"Need not."
"The little god understands. Apart from that, there is nothing more to do. Then..."
The City God lowered his head and said, "The little god resigned."
"Not urgent."
Chen Changsheng said: "In my haste earlier, Chen forgot to ask something."
"How much does the City God know about King Yu?"
After hearing this, the City God said: "King Yu..."
"The Taoism is very profound, and he is especially good at the art of painting. The second is divination. The little god once saw that he can break the sky with a pinch of his fingers, and he can clearly tell when thunder will fall."
"The art of painting..."
Chen Changsheng touched his chin and asked, "Could it be that they all painted bamboo orchids?"
The City God nodded and said, "That's exactly what the Immortal said. King Yu originally painted the painting scroll "Bamboo and Orchid". Everyone who saw the painting praised it repeatedly. Even Mr. Zhong, the master of painting at that time who was good at painting dianthus, was willing to be inferior. .”
"Is that painting still there?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The City God shook his head and said: "At first, Prince Yu's Mansion was ransacked and almost everything was moved away. However, some thieves knew the news and stole some valuable items from Prince Yu's Mansion in advance. But "Bamboo" "Lantu" is not among them."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Painting is secondary, but King Yu..."
The City God said: "The little god didn't dare to dazzle in front of King Yu at first, so he didn't know much about it. Please forgive me."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Chen doesn't care, just go ahead."
"Little God, please excuse me."
Cheng Huang left here, and he felt relieved after walking out of the door.
The room fell silent.
Chen Changsheng thought.
It seems that Mr. Zhulan didn't leave much behind.
He was wondering why King Yu deliberately asked Emperor Jing to arrest him.
Is it because of the road to Changguan Mountain?
Obviously impossible.
In fact, King Yu was already a cultivator at the beginning. It must be a very simple thing to open a mountain path, but this practice pays attention to cause and effect. The purpose of King Yu coming here is probably to leave behind the things in the painting. The second is Built the city.
It is probably a matter of course to drive to Changguan Mountain.
Then there is only one explanation.
"To avoid cause and effect?"
Chen Changsheng murmured.
At that time, King Yu should still be a little afraid of the cause and effect of heaven and earth, and his Taoism should not have reached a deeper level.
And after being captured by Emperor Jing, he could justifiably become a 'dead man'.
Later, I don’t know what kind of method was used to avoid the secret.
Even if Chen Changsheng pinched his fingers, he could only conclude that he was dead.
In this way, the cause and effect will not fall on him.
"Careful thought."
Chen Changsheng glanced at the three books on the table and muttered: "This Mr. Zhulan has put in a lot of effort for the great scenery."
"To save a dynasty by oneself, I really dare to think and do it."
Chen Changsheng wanted to meet Mr. Zhulan more and more.
…
In the morning, the cock crows, a light mist rises in Qingshan City, and the bells from the Taoist temple in the mountain stream can be vaguely heard.
Chen Changsheng came to the tea stall early in the morning.
There were not many people on the street yet, but there were already vendors pushing carts on the street early in the morning.
Yanhuanglou was making porridge when he saw Chen Changsheng and said, "Here?"
"Um."
Chen Changsheng sat down and asked, "How long will it take?"
Yanhuang Lou said: "The pot started in less than half a quarter of an hour. Why did you come so early today?"
"I have nothing to do." Chen Changsheng said.
Yanhuanglou yelled and said: "If you are really free, you might as well come and help me take care of the tea stall. In your free time, you can still have someone to talk to from time to time."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Are you going to pay me?"
"Here, why don't you give it?" Yanhuang Tower said, "Ten coins a day."
Chen Changsheng said: "You can't pay for my cup of tea, so I won't do it."
Yanhuang Tower said: "Ten coins a day is a lot, but you still despise it."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said nothing more.
Suddenly I heard a voice coming from outside.
"Immortality! Immortality!!"
Chen Changsheng turned around and saw that not far away, An Long was leading a donkey, and the car behind was carrying a bunch of bright red peaches.
Ah Qing was sitting on the donkey's back, smiling and waving to Chen Changsheng.
