Strive for Science

The last time Uncle Zhang saw Shen Changan was when he was [-] years old. He was lying on a hospital bed, and the room was full of disciples and grandchildren.

Taoism advocates that Taoism follows nature, and that life and death are predetermined, so when he was dying, although his disciples and grandchildren were sad, they would not lose their composure.

He has done a lot of things in these years. Although he can't be called a saint, at least he has a clear heart.What's more, Shen Chang'an once said that he would help him speak well in front of King Yama, so he can be regarded as a related person.

I just don't know if Shen Chang'an still remembers this incident, although he is old, he still remembers this incident clearly.

Seeing the master's eyes fixed on the door, a disciple and grandson stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, is there anyone you want to see?"

Uncle Zhang blinked, he hadn't seen Shen Chang'an for many years, although he would send him something every year.It was said outside that he was so tall and thin because of his Taoism, but he suspected that he lived so long because he ate the food sent by Shen Changan.

I have to say that the things Shen Changan sent were really delicious.

Thinking that after reincarnation, he would not be able to know Shen Changan, and he would not be able to eat the food he gave him, which was quite a pity.

His disciples and grandchildren did not cry, but the homeboy ghost who had been with him for decades was crying like a broken bellows.

Can this kid stop crying, he is about to die, please be quiet!

The hospital is the place where you can see all kinds of things in the world. There will be patients who are tortured by the disease and cannot smile, and there will be tired nurses everywhere.

Shen Chang'an walked into the gate of the hospital, and happened to meet a kindergarten child for a physical examination. These little ones were holding the clothes of the children in front of them, shouting slogans and queuing up to go inside, which made the hospital more energetic.

After the group of children chattering like ducklings passed by, Shen Changan met a young couple head-on.

The man is tall and the woman is fair-skinned. The two walk together intimately. The woman's lower abdomen is slightly protruding, where a cute little life is conceived.

Shen Changan glanced over the faces of the two, and said with a smile: "The child in the belly will be very obedient and healthy."

The husband and wife did not seem to have expected that the stranger they met on the side of the road would suddenly say such a sentence.But even though they were strangers, this kind of blessing still made them very happy. The husband and wife smiled and said thank you to him.

"You're welcome, it should be." Shen Changan smiled and passed the two of them.

"Wait." Seeing Shen Changan leaving, the woman couldn't help calling him back, "You look kind of nice, have we met somewhere?"

This young man looked a few years younger than them, and he was so good-looking. If they had seen it before, they should have had an impression, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it, and somehow felt that he had a nice face. There is even a sense of intimacy.

"Maybe I have seen it in my previous life." Shen Changan stopped and turned to look at the two of them, his eyes were full of tenderness, "That's why he has a kind face."

The woman laughed at his words: "Maybe."

The man saw that his face was rosy, and he didn't look like he was sick: "Are you visiting a doctor?"

Shen Changan nodded: "Please see an old friend for the last time."

The man's face became serious: "Please forgive me."

Shen Chang'an shook his head slowly, did not mention this matter again, but said: "I will send three blessings to your family of three."

Before the couple could react, they heard the young man speak quickly.

"First, I wish that the two of you will love each other until the end of life, and that you will be married for many lifetimes. Second, I wish that you two will be healthy and happy forever. Third wish..." Shen Changan looked at the woman's belly, "Third wish, both of you will live a long life with no worries."

"You..." The husband and wife looked at Shen Changan blankly, and the sense of familiarity in their hearts became stronger.

"I should go." Shen Changan smiled, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye..." They looked at the young man's back until he disappeared at the gate of the inpatient building, and they were unwilling to look away.

I always feel that it is good to see him more.

The disciples and grandchildren saw that the master's face was getting worse and worse, but their eyes were still staring at the door, unwilling to take it back. They all guessed who he was waiting for, but they didn't know who he was waiting for.

"Sorry, I'm late." A tall young man opened the door and walked in unhurriedly, "I just met two old friends downstairs, and I was delayed for a while."

The disciples and grandchildren looked at the young man, and then at the master, and found a smile on his face. They couldn't help being a little surprised. It turned out that the master was waiting for this young man.

"Are you here?" Uncle Zhang's voice was hoarse and weak, and he panted heavily, "It seems that he has treated you well these years."

When mortals and gods are together, the biggest difficulty is not the difference between mortals and mortals, but that gods can stay young forever, while mortals' lifespan is too short.

However, after so many years, Shen Chang'an is still the same as before, as if he has never experienced time.

Shen Changan smiled, walked to the hospital bed and stood still: "I'm here to pick you up."

Uncle Zhang: "Are you trying to steal the ghost job?"

"I can't help it. My boyfriend is...a god. They always want to give me some face." Shen Chang'an turned his head and looked at the old and young in the ward who were full of reluctance, "Do you have anything else to say? Open the back door for you, and you can slowly confess your last words."

Shen Chang'an stretched out his fingers and tapped Uncle Zhang's forehead lightly, and Uncle Zhang's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the disciples and grandchildren heard this conversation, they felt that Shen Changan was a little strange. How could a living person pick up ghosts like ghosts?

"What needs to be explained has already been explained." Uncle Zhang regained his energy, sat up and looked at his disciples and grandchildren, "Mortal affairs, mortal affairs. After I leave, I can no longer protect the sect. You should work hard to improve yourself." , don’t let me send Qing Ming.”

"Yes." The apprentices respectfully listened to the training.

"Other things, I don't have much to say. As Taoist priests, we must remember that if we can beat them, we should beat them hard, and if we can't beat them, we should run for our lives. Don't just die foolishly, you know?"

"Yes."

"Okay, that's it." Uncle Zhang waved his hand and lay down on the bed, "Let's go."

Shen Changan looked at the otaku squatting in the corner and weeping, "Do you want to go with Uncle Zhang?"

The otaku ghost blinked his dry eyes, thought for a few seconds and then nodded: "Okay."

With a wave of Shen Chang'an's hand, he drew Uncle Zhang's soul out of his body, and opened the gate leading to the underworld.

"Master!"

The apprentices and grandchildren knelt down together, and Uncle Zhang followed behind Shen Changan without turning his head.

A person cannot be resurrected after death, and it is useless to look back.

As the gate of the underworld disappeared, the disciples and grandchildren said sadly: "Master, Yuhuaxian has gone."

The era belonging to Uncle Zhang is also over.

Because Uncle Zhang had done many good deeds during his lifetime and was a practitioner, at the invitation of the judge and after careful consideration by Uncle Zhang, he took over the Seal of the City God and became one of the city gods of the underworld, and the otaku ghost became his subordinate. One of the ghost messengers, mainly responsible for guiding the public opinion of ghosts in the area where he works.

After becoming the City God, he realized why the gods no longer respond to the invitations of human monks, because in this era, the appearance of gods is no longer needed. If gods and demons always appear in front of human beings, it is not good for human beings.

Once dependence is developed, it is easy to breed laziness.

Human beings who no longer depend on ghosts and gods are developing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They are also very busy in the underworld. Now the medical conditions in the human world are good, the old people live a long life, and the young people pursue freedom and self, so the demand for marriage and children is not strong, so the ghost mouth in the underworld is under great pressure, and he is often too busy. Stained.

It is better to suffer alone than to suffer alone, so he recommended his practice friends who he has known for many years to the king of hell and the judge, and asked them to expand the staff of the underworld.

Yan Wang and the judge were very moved, and took action soon.

Looking at the friends who were fooled into working in the underworld, Zhang Chenghuang's waist and legs no longer hurt, and he has the strength to handle affairs.

However, all his good moods ended at the year-end summary meeting of the underworld.He heard the word "Master Tiandao" being mentioned by the king of hell from time to time, and he couldn't help asking a city god who had served for hundreds of years for news. This is the city god who came out.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know Lord Heaven's Dao that Lord Yan is talking about, but..." He pointed to the sky, not daring to speak too bluntly.

"You have been working in the underworld for a whole year, and you still don't know about this?" City God looked at Uncle Zhang in surprise, "Young Daoist Zhang, it's normal for ghosts and immortals like us to rarely see Lord Tiandao. You and Mr. Shen are so close. Well, it’s impossible not to know Lord Tiandao?”

"What does this have to do with Shen Changan..."

"You can't call Mr. Shen by his name directly." Cheng Huang's complexion changed slightly, "Mr. Shen and the Lord of Heaven are as deep as the ocean, and people who practice in the six realms call him Mr. Shen."

"Wait, doesn't Shen Chang'an have a boyfriend? What kind of relationship does he have with God..." Uncle Zhang paused stiffly, and suddenly had a terrible guess.

Back then when Shen Changan brought his boyfriend to the door and confessed his boyfriend's identity, he pointed to the sky. At that time, he thought he was a god in the sky, maybe... Shen Changan was simply pointing to the sky?

In other words, he not only invited Master Tian to dinner, but also gave him a red envelope as an elder? !

Uncle Zhang's legs were a little weak, he supported Chenghuang's arm: "Friend Daoist, Master Tiandao...do you have a good temper?"

"not too good."

"Do you hold a grudge?"

City God: "..."

Zhang Chenghuang dared to ask this question, but he did not dare to answer it.

Shen Chang'an is really deadly. Who else is there besides Shen Chang'an throughout the ages who dare to fight against the old world?

A real man, dare to go to the sky...

"Actually, I also heard a gossip." Chenghuang whispered to Uncle Zhang, "I dare not tell other ghosts and immortals. You are different. You have friendship with Mr. Shen."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

After living for so many years, I didn't expect that after my death, I finally became a relationship with someone above.

"I heard that Mr. Shen is not human..."

"I knew it." Uncle Zhang's face was full of vicissitudes, "I think he is a god reborn in the mortal world."

"Ah?" Chenghuang was stunned, "Really?"

Uncle Zhang: "Isn't that what you mean?"

Chenghuang looked at Uncle Zhang thoughtfully: "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone this secret."

Not long after, there was a rumor in the underworld that Lord Tiandao's lover was a very powerful fairy in his previous life.

Uncle Zhang: "..."

In the underworld, the phrase "I will never tell anyone else this secret" is a fart!

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