It seems like everyone is growing up and getting older.
I don’t know when, everything after death turned into a big dream. There was no practice, no mental training, but just like a revolving door, watching flowers and horses, and horse and flowers.
Everything lost in the years seems to be made up in dreams.
There are many old friends reappearing in front of me.
Old man Zhang in Qiuyuefang Wine Shop, the old temple master in Liuyun Mountain, Taoist Xuanhuang, and many more people he has been thinking about from the beginning to the end.
Immersed in a dream, unable to extricate myself.
Chen Changsheng seemed to have looked away from everything, but in fact, he just hid it all in his heart, but in his dream, it reappeared.
The wine shop in the dream was very lively.
"Sir is here."
Old man Zhang has prepared drinks and has been waiting for a long time.
Chen Changsheng sat down and chatted with Old Man Zhang as usual.
On the table is Qiuyue fermented wine.
It looks the same as when I drank it.
"Your life is really getting happier these days."
After hearing this, Old Man Zhang laughed and said, "Whatever you said, sir, it's not because of him."
Chen Changsheng smiled and lowered his head to drink.
After drinking a whole pot, he said: "It's hard for you, old man."
Old man Zhang smiled kindly, but did not answer the call.
Chen Changsheng knew clearly that this was just a big dream turned into a regret in his heart.
As usual, he ordered a bottle of wine, then went to the street to buy a few kilograms of peaches, and then went to Liuyun Temple.
The three-talented Taoist in the dream was over a hundred years old, and he had three disciples under his knees, each with an incredible name, Xuantian, Xuandi, and Xuanhuang.
Hong Sancai said with a smile: "Why does Mr. Chen always bring something with him when he comes here? The old man is a little embarrassed."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said nothing more.
The two of them sat down in the pavilion behind the view.
A game of chess was played.
Chen Changsheng's bad chess skills could not defeat Hong Sancai.
It's mostly because he never learns and doesn't understand what chess is. He simply doesn't understand chess.
"The old Taoist is slightly better than half, Mr. Chen agreed." Hong Sancai laughed.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen asked you."
Hong Sancai smiled and joked: "Mr. Chen has become much thicker-skinned."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "You can see things only if you are thick-skinned."
Hong Sancai nodded after hearing this, thought for a moment and said, "That's a good thing. I think it was external events that cured Mr.
Chen Changsheng paused and nodded after a moment without denying it.
Some people and things are indeed healing him.
"Where are your three apprentices?"
Chen Changsheng asked.
Hong Sancai called the three apprentices over.
The three apprentices in the dream were in their teenage years.
The three disciples looked easy-going, and they were all in a state of mind, which was the year when their Taoist minds were stable.
"I have met Mr. Chen." "I have met Mr. Chen..."
The three disciples saluted.
Chen Changsheng laughed, and then took out the peaches he bought from his pocket.
"One for each person, no grabbing."
Xuanhuang's eyes lit up when he saw it, but when he saw that the two senior brothers didn't move, he couldn't move forward.
The three brothers were hesitant.
It wasn't until Hong San said: "What are you doing in a daze? Mr. Chen invited me, so I can't refuse it."
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, master."
Xuan Tian and Xuan Di took the peaches one by one.
Xuanhuang just came over.
Chen Changsheng handed the peach to him and whispered in his ear: "Have a good time, but don't let the senior brothers snatch it away."
Xuanhuang blinked and nodded repeatedly.
Chen Changsheng smiled and touched his head.
The three disciples received the peach and then retreated.
Seeing this scene, Hong Sancai said: "Sir, it seems that he is very optimistic about my little apprentice."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Your little apprentice is the least capable."
He paused for a moment, then said: "But he is also the most capable one."
Hong Sancai was a little puzzled. He thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "It seems that his fate is bad."
Chen Changsheng said: "Let's not distinguish between good and bad."
The years in the dream are endless.
In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the beautiful green mountains.
I walked many roads in my dream.
Come to this city on green hills again.
There is an old man who sells tea at a stall in the city, and he also has porridge to drink in the morning.
"You guys, you come here to eat and drink again, but it's gone. There's not a single bit of it left for you."
Yanhuang Tower does not want to see Chen Changsheng.
Extremely disliked.
Because this person always drinks tea and porridge without paying.
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "You can't bear to pay for a cup of tea."
"Then why don't you pay?"
"Chen has no money."
"Go and ask for it yourself."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and then said: "It works."
As soon as he said it, he simply found a place to sit down in the city, put a small bowl on it and fell asleep.
Seeing this, Yanhuanglou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stepped forward and kicked him and said, "Okay, it's just a cup of tea."
Chen Changsheng raised his head and said again: "There is also white porridge."
"Don't push yourself too far."
"That's not possible. Your porridge is the most delicious, better than tea."
"Hey, hey, I've convinced you, get up, dress so cleanly, who will give you a reward for setting up a broken bowl?"
In this shameless effort, I asked for a cup of tea and a bowl of porridge.
As I drank and ate, I felt a lot more comfortable.
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's comfortable..."
Yanhuanglou sighed and cursed: "Shameless."
Chen Changsheng smiled, but didn't care.
You can scold him if you like, he is thick-skinned anyway.
Yanhuanglou looked at him and asked, "Can't you find something to do? If you're not deaf, dumb, or disabled, how much money can you still make?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen is rich."
"Then you still want tea and porridge from me?"
Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "The ones that don't cost money are the best."
"Bah, get out, get out, get out!"
Yanhuang Tower drove him away.
Chen Changsheng simply patted his butt and said, "Come back tomorrow morning. Remember to cook Chen's porridge."
"roll!"
Yanhuanglou cursed and watched Chen Changsheng walk away slowly.
He smiled helplessly, but found it interesting, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Inexplicably, he felt that these years were much more interesting.
But after all, he is not a real person, just a person in a dream.
Chen Changsheng went to the teahouse.
The shopkeeper is shopkeeper Zhuang, the waiter is Mr. Cao, and Daniel...
"Mr. Chen is here, please come quickly, Mr. Chen!"
"Mr. Wine and Tea!"
Chen Changsheng repeatedly handed over his hand before taking the stage.
Everyone in the audience drank tea and ate snacks, and their ears pricked up.
"What are we going to talk about today?"
Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea, paced for a moment, and then said: "Yes."
"The Tao is like a dragon trapped in the wild and unable to come out. If it falls into the world, it will lead to disaster. Today I will tell the story of a little Taoist priest. If I didn't tell it well, I hope you will forgive me and forgive me..."
He is talking about the little Taoist priest who devoted himself to the Taoism and became the second-ranked Taoist in just one year after coming down from the mountain.
The years in this dream are really good.
