My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

"I am over-flattered!"

"Boy, what's the matter with you?"

"Senior, I'm looking for Zhou Gongdan."

"Zhou Gongdan? Let's use our spiritual consciousness to shout for you. I wonder if there is such a person?"

Not long after, a man appeared in front of him, wearing a Confucian shirt, a long bun on his head, a long beard, and a thin body.

"Who is looking for me?"

The beggar smiled: "Tiedan, you haven't forgotten your name in all these years."

"You are tens of thousands of years old, and I am only a few thousand years old. There is no comparison."

Zeng Jing quickly saluted: "Senior Zhou, descendants of China Zeng Jing pays homage to our ancestors."

"Hey! Descendants of China, it's great to finally meet your relatives. Let's take a walk and come to my place to chat."

Zhou Gongdan did not say hello to everyone, but took Zeng Jing and left.

The beggar sighed: "This boy's understanding is so high that it is rare in the world. He will definitely become a great person."

The old bed bug stroked his beard: "I am a heavenly being, and my state of mind is no worse than ours."

"I didn't expect you to be able to see it."

"I have the skill of observing people. No one can hide from me."

Zhou Gongdan lived in the mountains.

A thatched house exposed to the wind.

Small fenced yard.

There is a stone table in the yard and four stone benches next to it.

There is a teapot and four teacups on the stone table.

"Zeng Jing, sit down and have a cup of tea."

"Thank you senior!"

Zeng Jing took the tea cup and took a sip. It was fragrant and refreshing.

“Good tea!”

Zhou Gongdan smiled slightly: "This is the Lingmeng tea I grew myself. It has the effect of refreshing the mind, which is rare in the world."

"Senior, actually I came to you to understand the dream, because I think this dream is very real."

"What do you think."

Zeng Jing recounted the dream.

Zhou Gongdan kept pinching it with his fingers, and then looked at Zeng Jing's face and thought for a long time.

"Some dreams are half true and half false. In fact, you need to judge for yourself. The dreams I interpret may not be accurate."

"It's okay, senior, but it doesn't matter."

"When the red sun rises, you stand on a high platform, which means that you were once a big shot comparable to the sun. Then jumping into the water means that you have fallen into the mortal world. The darkness under the water means that there are many dangers hidden in the dark."

"@@@@."

"But you meet a lot of ordinary people who walk with you. When you go on a smooth road, they are left behind. When you find that you have lost something and go back to look for it, the first important person appears, and he is still there. Give you a shoe."

"??????."

"Three people will appear next. These three people are your friends or brothers, but one of them, Xiao Pang, betrayed you."

"………,………ah!"

"You tried your best to protect the safety of the people around you, so a wizard appeared and lit the eternal lamp for you. There is a saying that if the eternal lamp is not extinguished, the underworld will not open, but it went out."

"I lit it on fire again."

"No, no, no, you didn't light the everlasting lamp, but the wizard who walked out lit it with your life, and then you used the mortal grain to hold it up, blocking the devil's hand."

"and then?"

"Then someone took action personally and wanted to destroy the Everlasting Lantern, but you stimulated the subconscious to restore part of the divine power and killed the opponent. As for the person who appeared in the end, it was probably not the enemy."

"You mean he has been secretly protecting me."

"It's possible, and the four people playing cards are no ordinary people."

"How do you know there are four people?"

"Isn't there four people playing mahjong?"

Zeng Jing shook her head: "Three people can also get five stars."

"No, no, no, your things from later generations don't count. Mahjong evolved from the four-square formation, and it is by no means as superficial as it seems."

It seemed to make sense, but Zeng Jing couldn't understand it.

After talking about dreams, the two began to talk about Chinese history.

Knowing that there are no immortals on earth, Zhou Gongdan was also filled with sadness.

No matter how ordinary people are, they should at least experience less right and wrong.

The longer you live, the more disasters you see.

Immortals all want to stay away from right and wrong.

Who knows that wherever there are people, there will be strife, and desires have no end.

Everyone thought they had seen through it, but in fact no one saw it through.

If you see through it, why bother living forever?