Ten years later—

In the cafe near the sea, melodious music is played, and the air is filled with a strong aroma of coffee.

There were three middle-aged people with extraordinary temperaments sitting near the window and a small table, two men and one women.

They sat in an unknown cafe, in the corner, as if no one was disturbed.

"Tsk tsk, it's true that the cafes in this old street and old town are delicious, but they are much better than Starbucks." A middle-aged man with a fat belly and a big belly looked a little belly savoring the coffee quality while teasing the quality of the coffee here.

"Bai Xiaonian, you know nothing about coffee. Isn't it all the same as slurry for you?" The middle-aged woman with a charming and elegant temperament looked at Bai Xiaonian with a big belly with a funny face.

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She is Bai Xiaonian's wife, Jiang Chenghui.

"Yes, yes, yes, whatever the leader says." Bai Xiaonian muttered, looking a little unhappy.

The middle-aged man with a gentle and easy-going temperament, who was on the side, joked as he watched the couple's interaction.

"Whether in the unit or at home, you are all your younger brothers, and Jiang Chenghui is all your leader."

"Old Yang, you still speak so badly..."

"I'm just telling the truth."

Yang Botang didn't tease Bai Xiaonian, but turned around and sighed: "It's been ten years since the last major disaster ended."

Jiang Chenghui was drinking coffee while recalling the past.

“It has been ten years since our Special Intelligence Department and the Antique Investigation Bureau dissolved.”

"It's been ten years... everything has changed since that year."

"Since that day, all the mysterious things have lost their effect. The foundation of our Antique Investigation Bureau has been shaken. We former soldiers have become civilians." Yang Botang pinched his stomach and said in a hilarious way: "Now, we are all greasy middle-aged."

Bai Xiaonian and Jiang Chenghui were also very moved.

The once mysterious, powerful, and strange secret treasure props all lost their effectiveness, and the spirits among the spirits disappeared without a trace and were transferred away.

There is no more mystery in this world.

The three of them talked about the past, when Bai Xiaonian joined the Ministry of Education, Jiang Chenghui joined the Ministry of Religion and Culture, which was considered to have fulfilled her long-cherished wish, and Yang Botang was even more at a high position. His ability to show during the troubled times of the demons made him advance all the way, and now he is a major cadre in the capital.

"Actually, it's not difficult for us to transfer military personnel..." Bai Xiaonian took a sip of coffee and said: "After all, this world still needs a lot of people like us, and it's not that peaceful."

"Um."

Yang Botang refused to comment.

After the spiritual charm of this world disappeared, it ushered in a period of turmoil and riots. Many people cried and lost the opportunity for a major reshuffle in this world.

Just as new technology will usher in changes, the original spiritual and spiritual Taoism can also give this society, which is constantly solidified, a shot of vitality and stimulant-

Many sociologists wail the situation of a vibrant new society and are still in the womb.

Only a small number of people know that if the so-called "new society" really comes, human beings will eventually come to an end.

Fortunately, human beings did not go to the end, but were "saved" and saved by a man, a man they knew and engraved in their souls.

That man saved the world and the "future" of this civilization, so that he would not go to chronic death.

"Is the civilization of the way of immortals and demons really like we think, so backward? Actually, it's not, it's just not suitable for the system we are exploring and forming now." Bai Xiaonian took a sip of coffee and said, "I really miss the ghost generals who were with me day and night. They all followed the immortals to the new world. If it weren't for my wife here, I would have gone with me."

"Then you blame me."

"How could it be? It's thanks to you that I have the courage to stay in this place where I gave birth to me."

"Well, I have to work harder, otherwise I can't afford to pay the mortgage in the school district in Beijing..."

Jiang Chenghui and Bai Xiaonian were closely linked, and Yang Botang, the single man next to him, felt very uncomfortable.

"Oh, you are all discussing your child's school district housing, and I am the only one."

"You are in a high position, and your layout is much bigger than ours." Bai Xiaonian teased, and looked at his watch and said, "That's right, why didn't those two come?"

"Those two adventurers are idle clouds and wild cranes, but they are not as punctual as us..."

Yang Botang joked.

"Hey, hey, who do you think is not punctual? Aren't we here?"

There were a burst of decadent complaints coming from outside the door, and a pair of men and women who looked about thirty years old were much younger than those at this table in terms of appearance.

However, facing this pair of young people, Yang Botang performed the rituals of elders and said respectfully: "Boss!"

"Your cadre called me a jobless vagrant boss. You are promising..."

The person who spoke was Zhou Xun with messy hair, and Xu Qiuling holding his hand next to him...

When the two appeared, they also shocked Yang Botang and others. One was already dead and the other was missing.

Most people are not optimistic about their situation, but they are there.

In fact, Zhou Xun's disappearance was also very magical. When dealing with an accident with spiritual rhyme, he was seriously injured and died. It happened that the demon fox Bai Chen was driven out of his body by the demon fox Bai Chen. The lonely demon did not grow long, and he hit it off with Zhou Xun who was seriously injured and hammered to death, and merged it together and became "Zhou Chen".

Later, in the great catastrophe of the gods, Bai Chen and Zhou Xun's consciousness had a disagreement. Bai Chen wanted to go to the New Territories, while Zhou Xun wanted to stay in this world, in the motherland and the world that gave birth to him.

So the two separated with the power of the Gods, Bai Chen went to the New Territories, to the world that could accommodate him, and Zhou Xunliu fell.

The resurrection of Xu Qiuling is also Li Yun’s private goods, allowing her to see her family again and live together...

Now Xu Qiuling and Zhou Xun are married and traveling around the world, and are living a happy life.

Several people just gathered together to recall the past. Everyone was a person who had great cause and effect with immortals. When talking about them, they could not leave immortals.

Yang Botang sighed.

"The immortal has gone, leaving only the legends in the world."

.....

Thirty years later...

Time flies, and fireworks flow.

Time brings vicissitudes and death. There is no longer a race of immortality in this life, life and death, and birth and death.

In the huge tree courtyard, a not-solemn but solemn funeral was held, with sobs from time to time.

The Taoist sect masters do rituals here to funeralize the owners here.

After no supernatural powers in this world, the Taoist sect not only did not decline, but instead flourished. This is not a belief, but a culture, a totem, a belief, a unique belief among Chinese people.

This belief comes from China, is the bond between Chinese people and something of the same level as national identity.

Totem and culture have become the foundation and reason for the prosperity of Taoist sect. It is not only the way of immortals and gods that can revitalize Taoist sect.

"Director Yang..."

There were sob sounds coming from the crowd.

Yang Botang was 88 years old and died well, without a spouse and children.

"The previous generation is gradually passing away, and the new generation will eventually take responsibility. Generation after generation of people support our world and our era."

The Taoist in the host's tone means sob.

Although there are no relatives here, all his subordinates and old subordinates are his family.

Next to his tomb is the tombstone of Bai Xiaonian and Jiang Chenghui. They are all buried here, and many of Bai Xiaonian and Jiang Chenghui's descendants are also here.

They live as heroes and are buried as heroes.

"They have experienced the most difficult times. The greatest disaster that mankind faces is that they have supported our era. They have witnessed legends, witnessed them, and existed..."

"Uncle, what kind of era was that era?" A little girl in black asked the Taoist quietly.

The old mage said with a smile: "It was a cruel era, an era that determines the life and death of our human beings. At that time, the heroes buried here protected this world. And an immortal guarded this era."

"Are all gods and immortals real?" the little girl said ignorantly.

"It used to be true, but it has been no longer true since thirty years ago."

The Taoist did not talk much with the little girl, but began to do rituals and occasionally chatted with everyone. As the celestial master of Longhu Mountain, he is familiar with the people present, and he talks about some things in a mess.

But when he was on the court, he found a strange figure.

There is a Taoist in white robe here.

The Taoist in white robe has an ordinary temperament and wrinkled clothes. He looks like an ordinary Taoist in the Youfang. He has a wine gourd in his hand, which has a bit of chic and ancient charm.

The presiding master Taoist looked at this ordinary Taoist You Fang, feeling sparse and ordinary, and a little inexplicable, so he went up to talk to him: "Sir, I dare to ask..."

At this time, the Taoist in white robe drank with one hand and waved the wine with the other, and said with a smile.

"I heard that my old friend passed away, so I came to worship..."

They still have such young friends?

The mage was a little surprised. People from Yang Botang's generation probably had no young friends. However, when he looked at the Taoist in white in front of him, he seemed to think that something was wrong.

"Yang Botang has good cigarettes and wine. This time I specially brought the best wine here to worship. Jiang Chenghui and Bai Xiaonian... I am late. I have been busy there and have been stable until now. I have time to see you."

The Taoist in white opened the wine gourd and spilled the wine onto the tomb.
To be continued...