I didn't intend to be a Fairy

Master Kong was startled.

I already knew that this cat was extraordinary, and that it became a spirit without becoming a god. When I discussed with it this morning, it also fully understood human speech, but now it was the first time I heard it speak.

A cat actually spoke.

The words are clear and the voice is pleasant.

There is a huge gap between knowing and actually seeing.

Surprised, Master Kong read the words carefully and felt a little proud in his heart. When he looked at the eyeless wood carving and the talking cat in front of him, he fell into deep thought for some reason.

"Why don't you engrave your eyes when you wait for the imperial edict."

The young gentleman's words reached his ears.

"Why doesn't it have eyes?"

The clear voice moved Master Kong even more.

"If you don't touch your eyes, you already have charm, so why do you need to touch your eyes again?" Master Kong finally put down the carving knife.

"If you don't touch your eyes, you already have charm, why don't you touch your eyes again?" Song You followed his words, but his voice was very soft, and he used a tone of inquiry.

"..."

Master Kong was silent for a long time, and then said: "Sir and Mistress Sanhua are extraordinary people, so this old man will tell the truth to you."

I saw him bowing his hands to Song You and then to Sanhuamao.

"I lied to the two of you last night. In fact, it is true that carving wood can make a living. It happened when I was forty years old. However, I am just a craftsman. Skills are contrary to nature, if they are used casually, wooden men walking around and wooden dogs barking wildly, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

"I see."

Song You nodded lightly.

In fact, he knew it last night.

It’s just that the old man treated him well, he gave him rare chicken soup, stayed him overnight, and even said that he would give him a wooden carving. Such courteous treatment was added. After knowing that the old man didn’t want to disclose this matter, how could he do it for growth? What about embarrassing the old man too much because of knowledge and practice?

As for this morning, it was the fate between Empress Sanhua and him.

"Besides, when people have seen the strange things, they will inevitably feel afraid of the old man, fearing that they will look at it as a monster." Master Kong continued, pausing for a while, and couldn't help sighing, "So since then, all the things carved by the old man have If there is aura, they don’t close their eyes, and if outsiders visit from afar, they will say that it’s just three people becoming tigers, and it’s just a misrepresentation.”

"The master is right."

Song You nodded, then paused: "However, Song does not agree with one thing."

"Please say."

"It is true that the master is a craftsman, but there is no need to underestimate yourself." Song You said to Master Kong, "The master's skills are already supernatural. With this supernatural skill, he is no different from a god."

"Sir, be careful! There is a god when you raise your head three feet!"

"..."

Song You just smiled.

If this old man really has this ability, even if he is just an ordinary person, how many gods in the Heavenly Palace and Buddhas in the Western Heaven can compare to him?

"Master, please pay attention."

"Don't be afraid, sir."

"Master, you are joking. Mr. Song is also a stranger in the mountains. He knows the extraordinary skills in this world. Each of them is the result of extreme talent and half-life hard work." Song You said while cupping his hands. This one is already the pinnacle of the world, Song can only admire and admire, how can he feel fear?"

"Mister is really a fairy."

Master Kong then took a knife into the wood and carved his eyes.

This wood-carved cat is vivid and full of charm, and it comes alive as soon as it opens its eyes.

There was no magic in the whole process, as if it was alive, and Master Kong just awakened it with a carving knife. It's like the previous carving process, just like Mistress Sanhua said, it's like the lifelike wooden cat itself was hidden in the knot of wood, and Master Kong just used a carving knife to find it out.

Even with Song You's way of doing things, he couldn't see anything.

Seeing that the carving knife stopped, the wooden cat immediately became alive, twisting its head, looking left and right, it was still a little stiff at first, but soon moved freely, after looking at all the people in the room, it suddenly He jumped off the stake and ran out like lightning.

"It got away!"

Empress Sanhua exclaimed.

"Stop it!"

Master Kong also shouted in a hurry.

Only Song You calmly said to that side:

"Please come back."

The wooden cat stopped immediately, turned its back to this direction, but turned its head to look.

When he saw that it was Song You who called it, he turned around and walked slowly towards this side like a real cat hearing someone's call.

This cat really came alive.

Song You has already sensed its vitality and its longing for freedom.

During the few short breaths it walked over, you could even see some parts of its body gradually turning from wood to hair, one by one, with faintly visible different colors, and it seemed that it would soon become a bird. It is difficult to distinguish the true and false cats with the naked eye.

Song You reached out and touched the wooden cat's head, feeling the texture of the wood from the palm of his hand, watching the wooden cat show an expression of enjoyment, and opened his mouth silently, he only showed contemplation.

What I am thinking about is a question that I have been thinking about for many years and have not gotten an answer——

What kind of world is this?

...

After an hour.

Wooden cats are no different from real cats, and cannot be distinguished with the naked eye.

I saw that the cat was 70% similar to Empress Sanhua, and it seemed that Master Kong had his own ideas in mind even though he was sculpting after Empress Sanhua. Apart from this seven-point appearance, this cat has almost no similarity to Sanhua Empress. Even its strong desire for freedom is actually bestowed by Master Kong.

The status of a carpenter is considered high among craftsmen. If he is involved in art, he will be sought after by literati and refined scholars, and it will be even higher. But in this era, after all, he is just a craftsman.

Coupled with various other constraints, such as secular vision and inner morality, Master Kong's skills are superb, but he is not allowed to use them at will.

Maybe he also wants to have his own world in his heart.

Because of this, Song You considered again and again, but did not take the cat back. Originally, he wanted to send it back to Fulong Temple to be with the master, but he gave up and released it back to the forest after the bamboo house.

"Go and find your world."

Song You whispered goodbye to the cat.

Master Kong was standing behind him, staring intently, without any intention of stopping or giving up.

Song You seemed to hear his heart.

Your freedom is my freedom.

Seeing it go far away and enter the mountain forest according to its own thinking, he turned around and handed over to Master Kong: "What I have seen and heard today is truly the best in my life. This trip by Mr. Song is not only worthwhile, but also more important." I have gained a lot from my own practice, I would like to thank the master here, and please accept a gift from Song."

One person was not in a hurry, and saluted deeply.

One person woke up and helped him in a panic.

"For disturbing the day, I am honored to be entertained by Master. Now that I am satisfied, Song should return." Song You paused, "As for the cat, Master, you don't have to worry, Song has already made up for it. The lack of aura, even if there is an expert who is not weaker than Song and is proficient in this way, he will not be able to see that it was once a piece of wood."

Master Kong was taken aback when he heard this.

Song You just smiled and cupped his hands again:

"Farewell."

So I took the cat with me and never looked back.

I just came here yesterday, and I am on the way back. However, although this trip is short, it is wonderful to the extreme.

If you ask where the beauty is, you can't say it.

Song You himself was also meditating all the way.

Still thinking about that question.

There are tens of thousands of paths to practice, but all paths lead to the same goal, and in the end it is nothing more than peeking at and touching the essence of this world. Just like Fulong Temple, the masters of each generation have their own abilities, and even the methods they practice are different. There is only one thing that is the same from generation to generation, that is, going down the mountain.

Why go down the mountain?

It is to look at famous mountains and great rivers, to seek strange people and strange things, to eat, drink and have fun, to cast down demons and eliminate demons, to see peace and tranquility, to lament the suffering of people's lives, and to see the world.

...

When we arrived at Yidu, it was already dark.

Song You entered from the north city gate, ate a bowl of noodles on the way, passed by a pork shop, and saw some miscellaneous things left, so he spent a few more pennies to buy a small piece of pig iron for Empress Sanhua. People in Yidu don't like this stuff very much, and it's sold very cheaply, but Empress Sanhua quite likes it.

Back in the courtyard, I stayed up all night again.

I didn't do anything else, but I felt a faint feeling in my heart, so I sat cross-legged under the yellow plum tree in the courtyard, feeling the aura of heaven and earth, thinking about what I thought in my mind, and trying to capture those illusory things.

The night passed without knowing it.

When Song You opened his eyes, it was already early morning the next day.

He looked up at the sky and paused for a moment.

"It's the autumnal equinox."

Divide means to divide equally.

At the time of the autumnal equinox, day and night are almost equal in length all over the world, the qi of yin and yang are both strong and weak, and the aura of the world is coordinated to achieve a perfect balance. It is an extremely mysterious season.

Last night, Song You caught the subtlety between heaven and earth, and also caught this harmonious and mysterious aura.

Turn around and look——

At the door of the bedroom, a three-coloured cat was sitting upright in front of the threshold. She didn't show any expression, but just looked at him for an unknown amount of time, and I didn't know what it was thinking.

Are you suspicious of this person's behavior?

"Mistress Sanhua."

Thinking about it, Song You waved at it.

Sanhuamao immediately stood up as if it had recovered, bent its upper body, raised its buttocks, opened its mouth and stuck out its tongue, stretched its waist for a long time, and then slowly walked towards him.

"do what?"

Sanhuamao asked lazily, with a very pleasant voice.

"Did Mistress Sanhua sleep well last night?"

"Mistress Sanhua didn't sleep last night."

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Why don't you sleep?"

"I dont want to sleep."

"I want to see when you sleep."

"I see."

Song You nodded with a smile, then raised his hand and spread it out, a trace of spiritual energy floated in his palm immediately, it was a very clean grass yellow, like a shooting star, and there was mystery in it, extremely mysterious.

"Empress Sanhua is willing to transform into a human form?"

"Empress Sanhua is not cultivated enough, and she can't transform people."

"Empress Sanhua wants to transform into a human being?"

"Miss Sanhua is thinking about it."

"I'll give Empress Sanhua a little luck, and I also ask Empress Sanhua not to dodge, but to appreciate it carefully."

Song You waved his hand casually, and the meteor-like aura in his hand flew towards the Sanhuamao in the air, which was clearly visible in broad daylight. If it is at night, it must be more beautiful.

"Miss Sanhua doesn't hide...

"Hey! What's going on?

"It hid by itself!!"

I saw the three-flowered cat jumping to the side unexpectedly, and the shooting star also turned a corner, chasing after it, and finally sank into the center of its eyebrows.

Song You showed helplessness.