I descend into the world of heaven

Chen Chu spent a few days in the countryside, helping his family move bricks and mix cement. He was very busy. These days were the most practical days he had not had in a long time, full and happy...

Seeing that his vacation time was coming to an end, he was reluctant to say goodbye to his parents. He stood in the waiting room of the train station, holding in his hand the eggs laid by his mother's own pullets at home, feeling a little reluctant to say goodbye.

How strange.

He knew that he was not a coy person.

At Sanshan Palace, Chen Chu came to the door with eggs. The master and his uncle had already prepared the necessary things. The master took Chen Chu's eggs and took them to the back kitchen to boil them. The uncle lined up the books and introduced them: " Initially, this time your uncle and I have carefully selected several ancient books to see if they are useful. I can be sure that these "Dragon and Tiger External Alchemy Methods", "Zhengyi Refining Weapons" and "Tianshi Yuwu" are not made up by modern colleagues. .”

The master quickly cooked the hard-boiled eggs and brought them out in a big bowl: "Come on, come on, try the eggs that my precious disciple brought from home. The quality of these eggs is local and raised. They are different from those bought in the supermarket." Same!"

The uncle picked up one and gave it to Chen Chu. He took one for himself and said with a smile, "It's not like you haven't eaten local eggs before. People who don't know would think that the three of us at Sanshan Palace are hiding here to boil ginseng fruit."

The master hissed, and his hands were burned by the hard-boiled eggshells.

When Chen Chu saw this, he took all the eggs from his master and uncle and peeled them open with his own hands, and put the perfect eggs in the bowls for two people: "Master and uncle, please!" He was already a five-element spirit body, although the light ball items and You can’t bring your skills, but your physique is here. Let alone scalding boiled eggs, you can just scald your hands in boiling water for a while...

The master put a book on the table and said: "Good disciple, look at this "Encyclopedia of Ghosts and Gods of Liaozhai People". I asked a few old friends to help me create it. They work in a publishing house and have been dealing with books all their lives. , I don’t know how many books I have edited, so you can rest assured of the quality!”

The uncle grabbed it and flipped through a few pages, frowning and saying, "Your most detailed description of ghosts seems to be mostly names and appearances, magical powers, sorcery, ghost arts, and weaknesses?"

The master scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "Yes, but only a small amount. The ghosts and monsters in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio basically have detailed descriptions. I can't ask them to make them up for things that are not written in it. Otherwise, there will be trouble." Long, my face is a small matter, but my precious apprentice’s life is a big deal..."

The uncle put down the book and patted Chen Chu's shoulder gently: "You are a child with great luck. Your master and I are very happy for you. Of course, we also have our own selfish motives. We think that one day you will become an immortal and can guide you." Our chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. No matter how bad it is, we can still feel what Taoism feels like.

But the difficulties you have to face now are getting bigger and bigger, and even great gods like Jiutian Xuannv and Emperor Fengdu are helpless. Without the help of these gods, what will you do ahead..."

After Chen Chu told him about the time travel, his uncle was busy busying himself, and his initial pursuit of opportunities gradually turned into caring for the younger generation. Now he feels like he is his own grandson.

It is a good thing to know a master, but even a master cannot solve Chen Chu's disaster. The uncle feels a little uncomfortable, with chest tightness, shortness of breath, and stagnation of liver qi...

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became heavy.

Chen Chu didn't expect his master to be such a sentimental person. He opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat for a long time. He held back one sentence and said: "In more than twenty worlds, demons and ghosts have come through thorns and thorns. Master, master, you don't have to worry." !”

The master put the egg into his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and coughed twice: "My apprentice naturally has a bright future and has no taboos. He is about to set off. Don't say such depressing words! But senior brother, you won't If he can talk, what does it mean that he has become an immortal and can take us chickens and dogs to heaven? Are you a chicken or a dog..."

Master uncle can't stand it. It's just a description. Does this mean it's starting to be divided into categories? He reached out to grab the whisk, but Sanshanzi was faster and snatched the whisk away...

Chen Chu watched his master and uncle fight like two old naughty boys, and he also laughed. A man is a boy until he dies. In this world, as age increases, people get older and want to let themselves go like children, but how many Due to age and seniority, people are forced to be that "senile" old man.

night.

Time is up.

Chen Chu put away the books and stood in front of the statue of Sanqing in the main hall of Sanshan Palace. He offered three sticks of fragrance and bowed respectfully three times: "I don't know when I will return from here. I also ask the Sanqing Heavenly Lord to bless me. May everything go smoothly." , be safe!"

Sanshanzi and Sanyunzi stood nearby, wearing Taoist robes and holding whisks in their hands. At this moment, they looked like real serious old Taoist priests...

They formed a mudra with one hand. Every time Chen Chu worshiped the statue of Sanqing God, they changed a mudra and recited the mantra in a vague voice. They had chanted countless mantras in their lives, but this time they were the most focused and attentive. …

The smoke from the incense burner slowly flowed in the air with the breeze. Chen Chu changed his handprints, bowed to the ground, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to complete the great ceremony.

He stood up slowly and looked at Sanshanzi and Sanyunzi: "Master, uncle, disciple has gone."

Sanyunzi's face was heavy: "Come back early." It didn't matter to them whether Chen Chu was early or not, because because of the time difference, in this world, people could go back and forth in an instant.

But for Chen Chu, this moment was like years, even decades. A moment might be a lifetime.

Sanshanzi said with a straight face: "In that complicated world, you have to learn to see more and talk less. Although the gods and immortals are very down-to-earth, there are more evil spirits, ghosts and even warlocks with evil intentions! Master, please... stop pretending!"

Master, you...

Chen Chu smiled and said: "I understand, let's go!"

Touch, simple and unpretentious, disappeared, turning into the wind and going somewhere unknown.

Sanshanzi's eyes were red. When Chen Chu disappeared, he began to wipe away his tears: "Cultivation is all about cultivating immortality. Why do we have to encounter so many disasters? I finally have such a disciple. I just want to be safe..."

Sanyunzi looked at Sanshanzi's appearance and knew that his junior disciple's emotions had reached the limit and he was really treating this disciple. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "Save some energy, recite more sutras if you have nothing to do, and see if you can get some blessings or something..."

In the ash stone space, Chen Chu came back with a few books. Li Hongyi and Chicken Leg Guy came out to welcome him. They knew that Chen Chu was going to a place far, far away, a long, long time this time. To the real world, it was just an instant. But for them living in the ash stone space, every minute Chen Chu felt, Chicken Leg Boy and Li Hongyi spent every minute truly...

Chen Chu comforted Li Hongyi and Chicken Leg Boy, and would summon them to visit the Liaozhai World. From time to time, he would use small notes to communicate with them through the "Pewter Space" ability to report that they were safe.

He felt the call of Pewter.

A white halo appeared on the ground, countless white runes were flying in the air, and the body turned into the breeze and disappeared with a bang...

Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio!