Chapter 3: The Immortal Who Comes and Goes Without a Trace
Chen Changsheng was walking on that official road.
Looking up, I saw the dusk about to fall, as if it were going to dye the surrounding mountains red.
Chen Changsheng shook the gourd, but not a drop of wine remained inside.
The Autumn Moon wine was originally brought to drink with the old Taoist priest, but in the end, it was all "drunk" up by the old Taoist priest alone.
It made me have no alcohol to drink.
Chen Changsheng let out a soft sigh, expressing his unhappiness.
Although he had long anticipated such a day, he still felt extremely unhappy when he knew it.
Birth, aging, illness and death are the norm of the human world, and he has no way to stop all of this.
This is probably the most unhappy day for him.
Chen Changsheng simply found a tree and sat down, quietly waiting for the night to fall.
When that has completely faded away, it will be time for him to move on to the next three years.
However, just at this moment, a voice came.
Why is Mr. Chen sitting here?
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and looked over.
The visitor was dressed in an official robe and soap boots, with a black crow mask on his face. However, he had no legs and was like a wisp of soul floating before Chen Changsheng's eyes.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Chen Changsheng's eyes. He was somewhat puzzled as to why this thing had come to him and even called him "Mr. Chen".
Chen Changsheng pretended to be calm and stood up, asking, "May I ask about the parade..." What are you looking for me for?
It's not a human coming! But it's not a ghost either!
But it's the procession of the underworld at the City God Temple of Qiuyuefang!
Those who lie between humans and ghosts are called ghosts and gods.
A few years ago, when Chen Changsheng woke up, he had seen them several times at the Qiuyue Pavilion. Later, he even went to the City God Temple to pay a visit, but he had never had any contact with these evil spirits.
The sun parade under the mask burst into laughter, but then reached out and lifted the mask.
The moment the mask was lifted, Chen Changsheng was suddenly taken aback.
The parade held a mask and looked at Chen Changsheng with a smile, saying, "Sir, can't even recognize my voice?"
Chen Changsheng's figure paused slightly, and the astonishment in his eyes was hard to hide.
"You you you..."
Chen Changsheng came to his senses. He smacked his lips and asked, "How did you become a ghost?"
Hong Sancai smiled and said, "When I was alive, I had many good deeds. The City God promoted me to be a ranger in the netherworld."
Chen Changsheng's expression paused upon hearing this.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly burst into laughter.
Hong Sancai asked in puzzlement, "Why is Mr. Chen laughing?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Chen Mou thought you were already dead. The autumn moon wine was all spilled in front of your grave. But now you suddenly showed up again and became a villain. Hong Sancai, Hong Sancai, Chen Mou almost got tricked by you."
Hong Sancai also laughed and then explained, "I didn't mean to deceive you, Sir. It's just that the tour needs to be carried out day and night. I can only come to see you when it's dusk. Please don't blame me, Sir."
Chen Changsheng's smile softened a little as he said, "It's good that I'm not dead."
"Dead." Hong Sancai said.
Chen Changsheng said, "Half dead."
Hong Sancai gave a helpless smile and nodded, saying, "Whatever the master says, let it be."
Chen Changsheng smiled, but suddenly looked towards the horizon.
The setting sun at dusk had already set halfway down the mountain.
He couldn't help saying, "What a pity! You came at the wrong time. If you had come earlier, we could have sat down and chatted for a while."
"I think the timing is just right." "
Hong Sancai stepped forward and sat down, sitting opposite Chen Changsheng and chatting.
Chen Changsheng asked, "Just right?"
Hong Sancai said, "On this day in previous years, I and you would sit in front of the Flowing Cloud Temple, under the autumn moon, discussing the immortal path of immortality. Unfortunately, the world is unpredictable. Now, I am not human, but I can still sit opposite you and talk. What could be wrong with that?"
"Extremely, extremely."
Chen Changsheng nodded and smiled, saying, "It's a pity that there's no Autumn Moon Wine this year. Otherwise, I could have had a couple of cups."
There's still plenty of time. Next time, I can still drink heartily with you, Sir.
"Keep your word."
That's natural.
The two looked at each other and smiled. When old friends meet, there are always endless things to talk about.
Hong Sancai never imagined that after his death he would become a Yinchai and even be able to see Chen Changsheng again. Everything had a word of "fate".
Hong Sancai asked, "Now that we have become a tour, I have actually figured out many things. It turns out that I never found the Immortal Path of immortality in my lifetime. Although I lived for over 140 years, in the end, it was just a long life. Only you, Sir, have truly found the Immortal Path of immortality."
When Chen Changsheng heard this, he asked, "How can you tell?"
There is no other explanation.
Hong Sancai said, "I have known you for over fifty years. You are neither old nor dead. Even your name cannot be found in the records of the netherworld. Only the immortals would be like this."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Do I look like me?"
"Not like, but is."
Hong Sancai replied, "If not, how could the master have seen me?"
I was born able to see ghosts and gods. Chen Changsheng said.
Hong Sancai, however, said, "He has a discerning eye and is also an extraordinary person."
Chen Changsheng joked, "To put it bluntly, you just don't treat me as a human being."
That's not what I meant.
Hong Sancai was at a loss for words and went on to say, "I do feel it's a pity. I knew the immortal was ahead in my lifetime, but I never comprehended the immortal path. Maybe it's because I didn't have the karmic connection with immortals."
"I'm not a fairy."
Chen Changsheng shook his head in denial and then changed the subject, saying, "So what you mean by this is that you accept your fate?"
Hong Sancai nodded and said, "I'll accept my fate."
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "A hero in life but a withered bone after death. People often accept their fate at the last moment. This is the way of ordinary people."
What the Sir Said is absolutely right.
While they were talking, the setting sun had already set halfway.
The sky grew increasingly gloomy
Hong Sancai paused for a moment but then spoke again, "When I left the workshop earlier, the City God asked me about the master and entrusted me to discuss the same matter with him."
Chen Changsheng was stunned and said, "City God?" Ask you to discuss it with me?
Hong Sancai said, "In fact, the City God has known about your existence for a long time. For all these years, he has been looking for an opportunity to meet you, but was afraid of disturbing you, so he has been hesitant. That's why he asked me to invite you."
When Chen Changsheng heard this, he felt rather flattered. To be honest, he was not some kind of immortal at all. It was simply the curse on his body that gave these people some illusions.
It seems that the City God of Qiuyue Archway has also misunderstood!
What should be done about this...
Hong Sancai smiled and said, "Perhaps I'm also dragging down your good fortune by becoming a touring scholar."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with me. It's because you did good deeds and accumulated virtue during your lifetime that you got this opportunity."
Hong Sancai, however, did not agree. He always believed that he had benefited from Chen Changsheng.
Hong Sancai didn't continue either. Instead, he returned to the main point and said, "Mr. Chen, why don't you give me a reply first? Then I can inform the City God."
Chen Changsheng turned his head and looked towards the horizon.
The setting sun has only a few Outlines left and will soon sink.
He did want to meet the City God. On the one hand, he wanted to see the City God of this world. On the other hand, he wanted to find out if there was any way to break the curse of the mayfly on himself.
Time waits for no one. Chen Changsheng couldn't help shaking his head.
"Time waits for no one?"
Hong Sancai blinked, somewhat puzzled.
"Um."
Chen Changsheng turned his head and said, "Since the City God has invited me, I should go. But I'm afraid I can't do it today."
When was that?
Chen Changsheng replied, "I'm afraid it will be three years later."
After hearing this, Hong Sancai nodded. This was similar to what he had expected. Mr. Chen had always been like this, coming to see him every three years.
The last ray of the afterglow is about to fall.
Chen Changsheng slunk and a wave of drowsiness hit him. He said, "I should go now."
Three years from today, Chen Mou will surely attend the banquet.
"Let me see it off first..."
Hong Sancai was about to get up to see him off, but in the next moment, he suddenly froze.
At the moment when the last ray of the setting sun fell.
Chen Changsheng's figure suddenly became illusory.
Hong Sancai blinked, thinking it was his own eyes. However, all of this was indeed happening right in his eyes.
It's getting dark.
Chen Changsheng's figure was like flying sand, scattering away as a gust of wind blew.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace.
Hong Sancai looked stunned and it took him quite a while to come to his senses.
"Coming and going without a trace, truly an immortal..."
(End of this chapter)