The bell rang in the middle of the night.

The full moon also rose to its highest point.

Zuo Chen also had a rare Yaxing today, and he tasted a few more meals.

Several spirits and gods headed by Zhong Kui worshipped a lot of drinks.

Although this drink, even if he didn't use his power to resolve it, it was basically impossible to get him drunk.

But today is really special.

It may be the scenery on this earth, or it may be the bright moon in the sky.

After being drunk for three rounds by his subordinates, even some blushes appeared on his face.

Although it's halfway through midnight,

But for these ghosts, it is still the most interesting time.

Zuo Chen has quietly left.

He didn't go far either.

Just stepped onto the eaves above the Tianjun Temple.

Carrying a jug of wine, holding a moon cake in his hand,

Sitting on the eaves and watching the red moon.

Suddenly, it occurred to Blue Star that it was Mid-Autumn Festival at this time.

The people there are not like this world, threatened by ghosts.

You can live your own happiness freely and arbitrarily.

Zuo Chen took a bite of the moon cake.

It's sweet.

After swallowing, there is still a warm smell.

I can feel the power flowing through the abdomen from the abdomen.

This is the power of merit repairing the dark diseases in the body.

Floating in the breeze.

A red dress came quietly.

With a faint scent of girly,

"Why is Earth Lord here alone?"

The girl's voice is clear and melodious, with a hosta on her head, which is unique in this month.

Zuo Chen didn't look up, and he knew who came.

He smiled and pointed to the side.

Did not answer what Meng Po said, just spit out a word softly:

"sit."

The girl was not polite.

He stroked the skirt and sat on the position of Zuo Chen's fingers.

"Didn't play your game?"

Zuo Chen asked with a smile.

Po Meng's pretty face blushed, and it seemed that her own landlord had taken care of all the things she was "doing not do business properly" these days.

"Isn't this... Mid-Autumn Festival, elementary school students are on holiday..."

Qiu Shui's eyes blinked slightly, and his shell teeth moved lightly, still carrying some alcoholic air that had not yet faded away.

If Jiang Taixu heard this from his boss here, he would definitely shake his head.

"What elementary school students don’t have holidays, this pot elementary school students don’t memorize it! When elementary school students don’t have holidays, I haven’t seen anyone you beat!"

Of course, Zuo Chen didn't care much about these gadgets in the world.

He just took out another ribbon box from his cuff.

"Come, try your mooncakes from last night."

As Zuo Chen spoke, he untied the ribbon on the box.

Give one to Po Meng.

I took another one myself.

Po Meng nodded her head obediently.

Received the moon cakes from Zuo Chen.

I tasted it in a small bite.

The eyes lit up, and it seemed to suit her taste very well.

"What is the landlord thinking?"

She chewed the moon cake in her mouth and asked vaguely.

Zuo Chen was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the moon.

"Um...think...a dream I had."

"Dream? Will the Lord also have dreams?"

At this time, Po Meng seemed to have returned to the ignorant girl before.

She shook her head regretfully:

"I've never had a dream. Is it fun in my dream? Tell me about it~"

With a smile on her face, she turned to look at Zuo Chen.

Dijun is still so good-looking.

Zuo Chen took a sip of wine and didn't evade anything. He is also in good spirits today:

"The world in my dream is not much different from the world here."

"It's just there, without magical powers, and without these ghosts."

"There are only a group of ordinary people. I was also an ordinary person in that dream. When ordinary is to the extreme, I will be born, old, sick, and die. There will be joy, anger, sorrow, and joy."

"I was there from birth, to school, to the end of school, and finally to work."

"Everything is like carved in my mind, I remember every scene clearly."

Po Meng held her fragrant cheek in one hand and nibbling on moon cakes in the other.

"Will be born, old, sick, and die? That's a mortal duck. Did Di Jun be a mortal in a dream?"

"Well, yes, it's a mortal."

"I found that it seems that mortals are not much worse than our ghosts and gods."

"When you want to eat something delicious, go to meet a few friends when you want to play."

"They are not like our ghosts and gods who have almost no emotions and desires."

"They are curious about everything, thinking, and...possessing..."

Zuo Chen said very happily, he came to this world after he became the earthlord.

It's rarely been so much fun.

He talked a lot about;

"If there are no accidents, if my dream is still not awake, I should marry a wife and have children in that world."

"Then, spend my life."

, Po Meng dragged her chin and listened quietly for a long time.

"Marry a wife and have children."

She touched her head, as if she had seen this scene in the world a long time ago.

But how did I hear him say that he would marry a wife and have children.

Even if it's still fake.

Just his dream,

Po Meng still felt her heart beating faster.

It seems a little uncomfortable.

Like...

It was the same long long time ago.

Suddenly Po Meng asked softly.

"Mr. Earth... If you can go back, would you choose to go back?"

Zuo Chen was startled.

Will... go back...

He never thought about this problem.

Never considered it.

Even he was asked.

Zuo Chen thought about it carefully.

Before he could speak, he heard the girl next to him continue to ask:

"If...you go back, can you take me with you?"

Zuo Chen should have understood her cautious thinking in an instant.

But it seems that this question is beyond the scope of his answer.

He did not speak, neither did Meng Po.

The two sat for a while.

It's all silent.

no answer.

Zuo Chen leaned on the beams of the eaves and drank a drink.

"Lord of the earth... when will you leave for the underworld?"

In the end, Po Meng took the lead to break the tranquility.

"Tomorrow, this external incarnation technique has been completed, and the deity has adjusted its state."

"When it's dawn, you will enter the underworld."

Zuo Chen spoke softly.

"There are dangers in the depths of the underground palace, and the cultivation base of the underground monarch has not recovered, so be careful."

Some worries flashed in Po Meng's eyes.

"The Earth Count of the Underworld can kill the Buddha when he wakes up."

"It means that there will definitely be a passage to the underworld in the depths of the underground palace, the landlord... or wait..."

Zuo Chen shook his head.

"Can't wait any longer, the fusion between the earth and the earth is about to reach a critical point."

"Moreover, the world doesn't seem to be so peaceful. I can feel that there should be something coming out of the southern part of Fengdu."

"As for the races abroad, they seem to have nothing to do with me in the world."

"I don't know who left the handwriting."

Through these observations in the world.

He knew many secrets in this world.

But to be honest, for people outside of China.

He has no interest either.

Even when he died, he would not have any psychological burden when he was dead.

Just to be wary of where these things are left behind.

Po Meng nodded, knowing that this was something Zuo Chen had settled down, and it was impossible to change it.

She waved her long sleeves,

A stream of light flew from the long sleeves.

When I came back, there was an extra wine glass in my hand.

Po Meng arched her hands slightly, with a smile on her face.

"Then I wish Dijun a smooth sailing trip."

Zuo Chen smiled and also lifted the hip flask.

Touched lightly with her cup.

"Let you auspicious words."

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[Author's digression]: Seeking a silver ticket duck ~ watch an advertisement ~ the end of the story in the world~