"Then that..."
"That's someone flying a kite." The guard pointed to a path on the right, "Everyone, please go this way."
"There are many trees here, the weather is cold, and it's too uncomfortable to fly a kite." Ding Yang realized that the shadow like a man just now might indeed be a kite floating in the sky.
"Rich people." The guard shrugged and smiled at Ding Yang, "The hobbies are not the same as our ordinary people, that's normal."
"It makes sense." Ding Yang agreed, the happiness of the rich is beyond his imagination.
Crossing a path full of falling flowers, the guard stopped: "In front, is where Mr. Shen lives."
Ding Yang, Chen Panpan, and Xu Ze all looked up and saw a beautiful house surrounded by beautiful flowers. Outside the flowers, there were lush woods. In a trance, they almost thought they were lost travelers and found the wizard in the jungle.
"Go in, three, there are people waiting for you at the door."
As soon as the guard's voice fell, they saw the door of this beautiful house slowly open, and two men in similar clothes walked out: "Are the three friends of Mr. Shen?"
Except for nodding, the three of them didn't know what to say for a while.
"Please come in."
The three of them didn't plan to visit Shen Chang'an, but in the afternoon they learned from Aunt Juan that Chang'an had no relatives and had been living alone all these years. Usually, Chang'an never mentioned family affairs in front of them, and his character was kind. It was hard to imagine that such a boy who always put a smile on his face would have such a family background.
After thinking about it for a long time, after the three of them got off work, they carried large and small bags of visiting gifts, asked for Shen Changan's address, and came to see how his physical condition was before they could feel at ease.
"Dao Nian, why did you ask me to promise my colleagues to come and see me?" After drinking a bowl of Uncle Zhao's soup, Shen Changan felt that he had recovered, but Daonian felt that he still needed to be raised, so he didn't even let him out of the gate. .
"Your body is too fragile, and being unhappy will make your health bad." In Daonian's view, human beings are a very contradictory group. Sometimes a rain or a few steps can kill them, whether they are happy or not. Accidents happen. But sometimes their vitality is terrifyingly tenacious. He has seen mothers who are still protecting their children when they are dying, and fathers who carry stones several times heavier than their bodies to let their children crawl out of the ruins. In the past, some parents killed their children to eat meat and used their children as a tool for their own enjoyment.
But overall, he didn't like this species too much. This race is weak in body, but strong in spirit, and has a very terrifying reproductive instinct. For the reproduction of offspring, for the development of the group, and for their own abilities, they can develop some means to the extreme.
"You'll be happy when they come." Daonian suddenly turned his head and glanced outside the door, "Your friends are here, go down and greet them."
He pulled the blanket over his knees, closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair, "I'm not going down."
Shen Changan got up and put the fruit plate on the table within Dao Nian's reach, and then walked out the door lightly.
"Mr. Shen." Standing outside the corridor, Liu Mao saw Shen Changan come out and said with a smile, "Your friend is here."
"Thank you Brother Liu, I'll go down right away." Shen Changan closed the door for Daonian and walked down the stairs quickly. Liu Mao looked at Shen Changan's brisk pace and pushed the door into the house.
"Sir, Mr. Shen looks a little happier."
The thick curtains blocked the light outside the window, and the room was extremely quiet. Just when Liu Mao thought that Mr. would not speak, Daonian slowly opened his eyes: "Children, I like the liveliness of my companions."
The corners of Liu Mao's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.
"Niu, how many years have you been with me?"
"Two thousand years."
"Two thousand years..." Dao Young blinked lightly, a curtain was rolled up, the light rushed into the room, and the room instantly became much brighter.
"At that time, the world seemed to be in a turmoil?"
"Yes, there was a human who escaped the rules of the passage of time and took over the power of the human world, but soon lost it again."
Dao Nian masters the forty-nine laws, and also controls the passage of time. Time is such a thing, it is always moving forward, not backward. But in time and space, occasionally there are beings who inadvertently cross the gaps in time, falling from the distant future into the past, or from the distant past into the future that we know nothing about.
He never cares about those who deviate from the law, because these lives that escape the law are all accidents brought about by the chance of survival.
It is a pity that the human being who held the temporary power two thousand years ago was unable to change the original trajectory of the great era in the end. Drought, locust plague, and river burst, all his efforts, under the rules, are no different than man's arm.
After the failure of this human being, the emperor who held the power of the world was dubbed by some later generations as the "Son of Heaven's Chosen". In fact, this statement is not wrong. This person is indeed the emperor of the world selected by the rules.
Two thousand years ago, it was the last time he noticed the trajectory of life that escaped. Since then, human beings have become stronger and stronger. Whether it is war, natural disaster, or plague, it is only the cornerstone of training their abilities.
Humans are also becoming more and more arrogant, and now they feel that they are the masters of the world and the top of the food chain.
Daonian has no objection to their idea. After all, the dragon and phoenix monsters and dinosaurs all thought this way. However, in recent years, he found something wrong, perhaps because the law has been supported for too long, and human beings have obtained benefits without restraint, and the law has faint signs of separation and collapse.
When the law collapses, not only will he disappear, but all creatures in the world will usher in catastrophe.
Perhaps these human beings created by the Dao also have some kind of hunch, so in recent decades, there have always been legends of the end of the world, as well as some literary and artistic works of survival in the apocalypse.
After the end of the world, maybe the world will get new life, but all that has nothing to do with him.
Shen Changan walked downstairs and saw Ding Yang and the three sitting cautiously on the sofa, with all kinds of fruits in front of them, and a table full of them.
"Chang'an." Ding Yang saw Shen Chang'an coming down, and saw that he was in good spirits except for his pale face, "Are you alright now?"
"It's okay, everyone takes good care of me." Shen Changan sat down beside Ding Yang and greeted everyone to eat fruit.
"You're fine." Seeing that Shen Changan's friend didn't come down, Ding Yang asked about his physical condition, and then asked to go home.
"Let's go after dinner." Shen Changan said, "Uncle Zhao's craftsmanship is very good, I guarantee that you will still want to eat after eating."
"It's enough to know that you are alive and kicking. My mother is waiting for me at home after cooking." Ding Yang felt that living here would cause his blood pressure to rise, resulting in "hatred of the rich", "jealousy" and other negative emotions that should not be present, so he left early good for health.
"Yes, my dad also prepared the meal for me to eat when I go back." Chen Panpan wiped her hands and mouth. She accidentally ate a bowl of washed grapes just now.
"My cooking aunt and I have also prepared food for me to eat when I go back." Xu Ze pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "By the way, I received the above notice today that various departments will hold a sports meeting in half a month. There are only four young people in the department, do you want to contribute a few places?"
Shen Changan: "..."
"Basketball and football don't belong to us anymore. You can consider long jumping, high jumping, running and throwing discus." Xu Ze looked at Shen Changan as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, "Our department's hope lies in on you."
Shen Changan leaned back on the sofa in an instant: "No no no, I'm still a weak and helpless patient."
"After half a month, your illness has healed." Xu Ze pressed, "Can you bear the ridicule of other departments that we are soft-footed shrimp, a nursing home?"
"Yes." Shen Changan hugged the sofa and hugged the pillow, "What kind of sports meeting, it must be that I haven't recovered from the cold, I heard it wrong."
"I understand." Xu Ze patted Shen Changan's shoulder with a smile, "You have a good rest, I will tell Director Du that you have a strong desire to compete."
"I'm not, I'm not."
"You have it, no need to explain." Xu Ze stood up and gently pulled Shen Changan's hand from his sleeve, "Our entire department is waiting for your healthy return."
"Ah, you devils didn't come to visit at all, they came to push me into the fire pit." Shen Changan hammered the sofa, "Are there any colleagues who love you?"
"I'll sign up for the sports events for you." Chen Panpan said with a smile, "It's okay, Chang'an. The important thing is to participate. Even I signed up for the women's 100-meter run."
"Then your competitor is..."
"It's nothing, it's just a female teacher from the sports academy and a female traffic police officer from the traffic police department." Chen Panpan smiled with a Buddhist expression, "Be strong, report a few more projects and lose a few more times, don't be afraid of embarrassment. "
Shen Changan: "..."
"It's settled like this, you have a good rest at home tomorrow and don't use it to go to work." Ding Yang pressed Shen Changan back to the sofa and sat down, "Have a good rest, we'll see you on Monday."
"You bastards who don't have the love of your colleagues, I'm very disappointed in you." Shen Changan laughed and scolded them and sent them out. When he reached the gate, he even kicked Ding Yang with his foot.
Daonian sat behind the window and watched Shen Changan sparring with those colleagues. He closed the curtains and withdrew his gaze, then turned to Liu Mao and said, "Have dinner."
Liu Mao said: "Sir, you order to search for the vitality. If you destroy it, there may be a turnaround."
"Then what?" Dao Nian asked back, "Even if the catastrophe is avoided this time, there will be another time. Dao let that Dao escape, originally to restrain me. When he dissipated, he had already calculated it, if If you can find this vitality so easily, why does Dao need to do it?"
"Then you..."
"Dao Nian." Shen Changan's footsteps came from outside, he knocked on the door, pushed it open and put a head in: "There is a fish you like for dinner, which is steamed."
He saw that Liu Mao's face was a little ugly, thinking that they were talking about work, so he said: "You two talk slowly, I will wait for you downstairs."
Suddenly, his feet slipped and he fell on the ground. The closed door caught him in his head.
"Old Zhao, bring some medicine, Mr. Shen's brain was caught by the door."
Shen Changan: No, my mind is fine, so I didn't get caught in the door.
"Are you okay?" A hand stretched out in front of him, Daonian sat in a wheelchair and bent over to look at him.
"It's alright." Shen Changan took Daonian's hand, but he didn't dare to use any force. He was afraid that he would drag Daonian off the wheelchair, "Daonian, is your door made of solid wood? It hurts so much."
"Just sticking your head into the crack of the door is a dangerous move." Daonian rubbed the bag on his head, "It's fine, just sleep for a night."
"I may have Mercury retrograde recently." Shen Changan was so painful that tears almost came out, "Otherwise, why would something bad happen all the time."
"Water retrograde?"
"It just means bad luck."
"It's okay." Daonian touched the top of his head, "I lend you my luck, it will be fine."
"Thank you." Shen Changan knew that Daonian was trying to make fun of him. Although it wasn't too funny, he still stood up cooperatively and pushed Daonian downstairs.
When sleeping at night, Shen Changan had a strange dream. In the dream, he was a small star, and there was a big and bright star not far from him.
The big stars have dazzling brilliance, dazzling and beautiful. Suddenly, the big star approached him, he was scared to hide back, who knew that the big star did not hurt him, but gave him some light.
He immediately changed from gray to shiny, and then the big stars carried him and went to many magical places, the bottom of the sea, the sky, and the vast universe.
In the darkness, Shen Changan, who was lying on the bed, unconsciously showed a happy smile.
The night breeze danced lightly, allowing this sweet dream to continue.
After staying at Daonian's house for a few days in the name of recuperating, Shen Changan got the sports schedule given to him by Xu Ze when he went to work.
Very good, they actually signed him up for five or six projects. Maybe because of some guilty conscience, after getting the project list, Chen Panpan gave him two boxes of old yogurt, Ding Yang gave him two bottles of homemade chili sauce, and Xu Ze gave him a box of chocolates.
It is euphemistically called "colleague friendly cheer pack".
"Friendship is unnecessary." Shen Changan was eating the old yogurt given by Chen Panpan, "By the way, why are Aunt Juan and Director Du not here?"
"For this sports meeting, they were called to a meeting." Chen Panpan replied, "By the way, I just received a call from other departments, saying that in the biological company you went to last time, there was a Taoist priest and the company. The staff quarreled, as if the Taoist priest insisted that there was a ghost in that company, and the security guards would not let you in, do you want to go take a look?"
"Isn't that resolved?" Ding Yang was a little puzzled, "I still have a lot of forms to do today, so I don't have time to rush over."
"I'll go." Shen Changan stuffed the sports table into the drawer, picked up the car key and said, "Anyway, I have less workload today."
"Look at the family's well-being, and then look at you." Chen Panpan looked at Shen Changan's leaving back, and said to Ding Yang, "Are you ashamed for such work enthusiasm and attitude?"
"When I first went to work, I was so active." Ding Yang shook his head, "It's a pity that those who are close to the ink are black."
"roll!"
A folder, smashed him to the ground.
Hearing Chen Panpan say that some Taoist priest insisted that there are ghosts in the Changfeng branch, Shen Changan felt that something was wrong. When I hurried to the company, I saw two policemen pulling a man in a Taoist robe to conduct criticism and education.
Thanks to the good temper of these two policemen, they may be beaten on the spot when they encounter those young guys who burst out.
"I'm sorry to disturb you." Shen Changan walked over cheekily, "I'm a staff member of the Civil Service Department. I heard that some people here are promoting feudal superstitions, so I came over to have a look."
The two policemen are not too young. Seeing a well-behaved young man like Shen Changan, he has a friendly attitude and explained the cause and effect of the incident.
It turned out that this Taoist priest claimed that the company had ghosts and came to the door to ask for free catching ghosts, but the people in the company refused to let them, but this Taoist priest was very insistent and came to the door every day. Had to choose to call the police.
"We thought it was just a fake Taoist priest who came out to cheat money, but we didn't expect that he also had a formal Taoist priest certificate issued by the association." Get it, this Taoist priest doesn't listen to people's persuasion. No matter how they explain it, he says there are ghosts inside.
"If you keep making trouble like this, we can only take you to the police station."
"Heh." Huangpao Taoist sneered, "You don't know anything. If you take me back to the police station, you will be responsible for what happens."
"I'm fine, what can happen." President Wang walked out of the guard room unbearably, saw Shen Changan also coming, smiled politely at him, turned his head and continued to say to the Taoist priest in yellow robe, "You don't want to. Alarmist, since Mr. Shen helped us find out the system problem, our company's production line has returned to normal. If you say that there is a ghost in our company, why is everything in our company back to normal? "
"That's because he no longer intends to use such small means to deal with you." The Taoist priest in yellow robe pinched his fingers and calculated, "If we make a mistake, that ghost died forty-seven days ago. This ghost's fate is extraordinary. , if he is not rescued or subdued in the seventy-seventh and forty-ninth days after his death, he will turn into a ghost and cause countless people to suffer."
Shen Changan glanced at him and said nothing.
"What seven, seven, forty-nine days, I still have nine, nine and eighty-one days." Ever since Shen Changan helped him find out the real problem, Mr. Wang felt that all the ghosts and gods were nonsense, and he looked at the two helplessly. A policeman: "Two police comrades, you see that if he continues to make trouble like this, it is not good for our company's reputation, or..."
The two policemen sighed twice, and had no choice but to take the Taoist priest into the police car, so as to prevent the trouble from becoming more and more absurd, causing people to gather around and spreading bad rumors.
"Please wait." A car stopped at the entrance of the company, and an old man in a blue jacket stepped out. This old man had a ruddy face and white hair, making it impossible to tell his real age.
"Master." When the Taoist priest in yellow robe saw the old man, the arrogance on his face disappeared, and he lowered his head unwillingly.
"You don't need to call me master, I have already expelled you from the teacher's door." The old man walked up to the two policemen, bowed his head and apologized, "Trouble the two police comrades, our association firmly opposes the promotion of feudal superstition, and he violated the Taoist manual. It is stipulated that after this matter, he will be disqualified as a Taoist priest according to the regulations."
"Master!" Huangpao Taoist priest looked at the old man in shock, with grievances, anger and unwillingness in his eyes, "Why do you always treat me like this, in your eyes, I'm not as good as those mediocre aptitudes Brother and sister?"
"Before doing things, talk about being a person. Even if your talent is outstanding, if your character is not good, then everything will be in vain." The old man lowered his eyelids and said in a light tone, "When you came out of the mountains, you killed all the ghosts and demons. I thought you were just young. I don’t know anything, but I didn’t expect that after so many years, you will still be like this. Whether it’s a person or a ghost, before you act, you must first ask the good and the bad, you are so extreme, you will only make mistakes again and again.”
"Master!"
"You and I have no master-disciple relationship. In the future... don't call me master again."
The two policemen were a little dumbfounded. They didn't expect that they would be able to witness the live version of "Expulsion from the Division", which is a famous scene in countless martial arts novels.
Generally, the protagonist is expelled from the division, which means that he is going to develop. If the supporting role is expelled from the division, it means that he is going to go crazy.
The two policemen looked at each other and silently clenched the baton around their waists.
It's their job to nip any bad things in the bud.
"Okay, since you look down on me, then I won't call you master anymore." The Taoist priest in Huangpao threw his Taoist certificate to the ground, "Who cares!"
"Comrade, littering is not acceptable." A policeman whispered a warm reminder.
The surging anger of the Taoist priest in Huangpao, after the reminder, suddenly fell silent for two seconds, he turned his head and sneered at the old man: "The first generation in the sect is not as good as the first generation, since you have expelled the most talented me from the teacher's door. I will Let's see, can your trash apprentices support the sect?!"
"You, an outsider, don't need to worry about the matter of the sect." The old man's tone was still flat, "What's more, your aptitude is not one in a thousand. If you find a passerby, it may be better than you." After speaking, he stretched out his hand. Pointing to Shen Changan, "like him."
Shen Changan: ? ?
Wait, your master and apprentice turned against each other, what does it have to do with me, an innocent staff member
"What kind of thing is he?" The Taoist priest in Huangpao didn't even bother to look at Shen Changan, and was very angry at the old man comparing himself with a passerby, "Will he call the wind and call the rain and spread beans to become soldiers, or would he ask God?"
"Even if he doesn't know anything, he's better than you if he just learns it." The old man is quite old, and his ability to irritate people is quite strong, "You have been studying for so many years, don't you think that you will be able to call the wind and call the rain and scatter beans to become soldiers and ask the gods. ?"
"You know?" Huangpao Taoist retorted.
"I can't, so I'll keep a low profile." The old man raised his eyelids. "Since you can't do anything, why don't you hang around outside, for fear that others won't know that you can't do this?"
"You don't need to use these words to provoke me." After Huang Pao's morale was over, he calmed down. "In the entire metaphysical world, who can ask God? Are you laughing at me or others?"
"They don't like to show off. What do I laugh at them for?" The old man raised his eyebrows. "Besides, no one else was arrested for illegally promoting feudal superstition in public."
Shen Changan: "..."
This pair of masters and apprentices who turned against each other were really ruthless when they stabbed each other.
"Even so, there's no need for you to compare this kind of stuff with me." The Taoist priest in Huangpao gave Shen Changan a disdainful look, "But yes, you can even treat those waste apprentices as treasures. Not surprising."
Shen Changan: "..."
This is too much, he can ask a god anyway.
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