Facing death, no one can resist fear!

If everyone can face death calmly, there will not be so many people practicing the immortal path and dreaming of immortality.

From a certain perspective, all sentient beings have inner demons. From the moment people embark on the road of immortality, they have already born into the inner demons.

Immortality is his inner demon!

Zhang Bairen would not have thought that Li Shimin escaped from the underworld by chance and hooked up with the demon god again.

Even if I know, I will never care, I will just laugh.

The general trend, what is the general trend?

If someone can reverse it, is it still the general trend?

Zhang Bairen tapped the jade belt around his waist with his fingers, looked at the traffic and horses on both sides, and countless lanterns wandered between the market. He suddenly realized: "It's Lantern Festival, and it's Lantern Festival before he knew it!"

"Boss, have a bowl of glutinous rice balls!" Zhang Bairen was like an ordinary person at this time, looking at the traffic veins on the edge of the market, and all kinds of snacks were missing. Suddenly, his heart moved and he stepped to the roadside vendor on one side and shouted loudly.

I entered the way of heaven and had not been through the world for a long time. Today, my heart suddenly moved, and I felt it in the dark and acted subconsciously.

"Oh, this man looks very good, he didn't come here often before?" The vendor looked at Zhang Bairen with his eyes, rubbed the desk with his sleeves quickly, and then said, "Your clothes are finely crafted, even Feng Dexiang's materials are not comparable. I'm afraid that only the tributes in the palace can be used. Seeing that the craftsmanship is fine, it is a standard for the imperial palace. Those who can wear palace clothes are afraid that they are not a prince, prince?" The vendor put a large bowl of dumplings in front of Zhang Bairen, smiling.

The dumplings are snow-white and exudes an attractive aroma. They are made of carefully prepared glutinous rice and sesame meatballs.

The mouth is fat but not greasy, with a unique fragrance and a unique street-side smell.

Look at the vendor looking at him with a gaze. Wrinkles were left on his face covered with dust, and the mottled traces of time were revealed. His clothes were clean and tidy, and his thin arms were holding a rag, and his eyes were nervously looking at Zhang Bairen.

After swallowing the balls, Zhang Bairen praised: "Not bad!"

The vendor's tense expression instantly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his dry face, which was as dry as an old tree bark: "You can eat well, just be fine! Just be fine!"

While speaking, he served a bowl of soup and placed it on the table in front of Zhang Bairen.

"You little old man is smart." Zhang Bairen took a sip of the noodle soup.

"Chang'an City is at the foot of the emperor. There are countless wealthy people and powerful people. How can you survive without being smart? It's not that the little old man boasted, the little old man's eyesight has been developed for decades. If you look at a pair of eyes, the powerful people will definitely not escape the little old man's eyes!" The vendor said with a little pride at this time.

"Oh? Then what do you think of me?" Zhang Bairen said with a smile.

"You?" The little old man stared at Zhang Bairen carefully, and after a while, he said: "Although you are sitting here, you are the gods and Buddhas in the temple, a high-ranking figure, and can be as good as the immortals as the gods and Buddhas. Although you look friendly, for some reason, the little old man always feels like a gods and Buddhas in front of him, and dare not be a little presumptuous."

"Haha!" Zhang Bairen smiled and stuffed a ball into his mouth: "You old man is interesting."

"To say something very disrespectful, you are afraid that you are extremely noble. You are three more noble than the emperor in the Golden Palace in the capital!" said the young old man carefully.

This time it was Zhang Bairen's turn to be stunned. He looked at the old man with his eyes carefully. After a while, he said, "Interesting! Interesting! Have you learned physiognomy?"

When the old man saw Zhang Bairen's undeniable expression, his heart suddenly jumped. The big man who was three points more expensive than the emperor of the day was afraid... I am afraid... there were only gods and demons who were above the top.

After hearing Zhang Bairen's words, the old man hurriedly said, "I don't know why the little old man could see these things. The subconscious information appeared in the little old man's mind."

Zhang Bairen was chewing the meatballs. The meatballs were polished well and very vigorously.

"Who else is there in your old man's family?" Zhang Bairen said.

"Reporting to my words, I have two granddaughters in my family. After escaping this a few years ago, I settled down in Chang'an City! It was not me and you who brag that my granddaughter was selected by the court's music shop. He is a woman with both talent and virtue. A few years ago, he even left the sect and worshipped by monks. He has embarked on the Taoist business and said he is going to practice Taoism. I heard that I will go back to Chang'an City in the near future, but I don't know whether it is true or false." The old man talked about his granddaughter, and his smile seemed like a chrysanthemum, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Listening to the old man's words, Zhang Bairen refused to comment when he heard this and continued to chew the meatballs.

"I said, sir, you haven't married yet this year?" the vendor came forward and whispered.

"You've misunderstood this time. I've already married and got married and have children," Zhang Bairen said with a smile.

"Hey, your fate is so strange! Why does the villain see that you and my daughter are actually married? It is a destiny of heaven!" The vendor looked at Zhang Bairen very seriously at this time.

"puff!"

Zhang Bairen squirted out the meatballs, and his eyes looked at the boss with serious expressions, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "What are you going to do?"

"The old man's daughter is really a beautiful figure. She is so beautiful that everyone loves her. Flowers bloom. I see that you and my daughter are the fate of heaven. Let's settle things early today so that something will happen in the future!" As he said, the vendor wiped his hands, took out a pen, ink, paper and ink from below, wrote for a while, and then said, "Your High Name?"

"The surname is Zhang, and his courtesy name is Bairen!" Zhang Bairen said with a smile.

Decades have passed, and ordinary people from the outside world have long since lost their name.

"It sounds familiar." The vendor didn't think about it carefully, waved his pen and ink and wrote it on the rice paper. After a while, he said: "The official gave me a ingot of gold."

"You guy is just a lion. You want a bowl of dumplings and a ingot of gold. Could it be that I am the one who is the one who is in charge?" Zhang Bairen scolded, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He took out the gold and placed it on the table.

"It's really gold?" The vendor wiped his eyes, quickly picked up the gold and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it hard, then looked disbelief: "The son-in-law is really generous. I originally wanted only one ingot of silver as a betrothal gift, but I didn't expect you to be really generous."

The word "Son-in-law" was called Zhang Bairen, and he picked up the soup and took a sip.

"Okay, the marriage contract document has been written, this ingot of gold is the deposit, and you will not repent in the future!" The vendor folded the document and stuffed it into Zhang Bairen's sleeve, holding the gold with a smile and laughed constantly.

"Strange, he is obviously an ordinary person, but his numerology is unique!" Zhang Bairen's eyes were full of surprise. At this time, he was not in a hurry to leave and was drinking the soup slowly.

"I said, boss, can you still be able to get the dumplings? If you don't get it, I'll leave!" The customer was impatient and patted the table and said dissatisfied.

"Here! Here! Here!" The vendor picked up the dumplings quickly and said to Zhang Bairen: "Son-in-law, my daughter will come back today. You will be able to enjoy endless blessings at that time."

Zhang Bairen smiled bitterly when he heard this. At this moment, he suddenly heard a shout, then heard the sound of firecrackers, and then saw a fast horse running by the street with big red silk:

"Before tonight, the famous Zuihua Building will be raised by everyone. I hope you all will have a blind date and watch it!"

A horse rider is a man of the bone-changing realm. He is not inferior to the loudspeaker of later generations. Moreover, the fast horse that galloped past is just right to avoid every pedestrian.

"I wonder who he is?" Zhang Bairen's heart moved.

"I don't know!" A man next to him was drinking soup.

At this time, the vendor walked over with a smile and patted Zhang Bairen on the shoulder: "Son-in-law, don't think about it anymore, that's your wife."

"My wife?" Zhang Bairen was stunned.

The vendor nodded: "Yes, everyone is your wife tonight. Didn't the old man tell you that they will be back tonight? Go and see!"

While saying that, the old man pushed Zhang Bairen away and swept his stall: "You have finished eating and still have a seat. Didn't you delay my old man's business?"

Zhang Bairen looked at the old man in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of me before? Why are you like this now?"

"You were not my son-in-law before, but now you are my son-in-law. It is normal for the father-in-law to say that the son-in-law is!" The vendor straightened his back and said with confidence.

Zhang Bairen was speechless when he heard this. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and touched his nose. Inexplicably, he had a father-in-law.

At this time, people were flying in the streets, all of whom were running towards the Zuihua Tower in Chang'an City, their eyes full of fanatic atmosphere, as if the crazy fans of later generations met their favorite female stars.

"I don't know where it is, but the old man said he was his daughter... The old man looked fifty or sixty years old, how could he have a daughter to be a courtesan?" Zhang Bairen was surprised and thought silently in his heart.

As he was talking, Zhang Bairen had already entered Zuihua Tower with the crowd, feeling the smell of sweat mixed in the air and the fanatical roar. Zhang Bairen shook his head, found a gap to drill into a corner with few people, and looked at the big stage in the middle.

"Everyone!" At this time, a madam walked to the center of the stage and bowed to all directions. Then the venue calmed down and said with a smile: "Today, I am lucky enough to invite everyone from all over the world to perform here. As for whom it is, Mr. Rong will keep it a secret. When everyone comes out later, you will know."

"Madam, don't talk, we are not here to see you! You can't go on and invite everyone?"
Chapter completed!