I didn't intend to be a Fairy

In the middle of the night, the gods come to sleep.

It's not for other things, it's for Fu Leigong's business.

The Leibu's status in the Tiangong is not light. Although Fu Leigong has not been popular for many years, the position of chief official is in name only. After all, he is the chief official of the Leibu, and he is not a small god in the Tiangong. Send someone to ask what happened, so as to know the reason.

It’s just that the heavenly palace and the gods are not as majestic and inviolable as the folklore. The relationship between humanity and the gods is special, the relationship between the gods and people, and the relationship between the heavenly palace and the mortal world. Not exactly. If a mortal kills a god, it is okay if the god is innocent, but if the god is uncoordinated, or even takes the lead in rebellion, Tiangong can't say anything.

Not only can't say anything, but it should be the fault of the Heavenly Palace.

Gods come from humans. Since ancient times, there has never been a reason why gods have been beheaded by people because they lack virtue and are not worthy of being gods. Instead of reflecting on themselves, they find mortals to trouble them.

What's more, Fulongguan has done a lot of things like this.

Song You didn't believe that Tiangong didn't know what Fu Leigong did.

The issue of the gods this year is bigger than he thought.

After several conversations, the priest was sent away, the scene in the dream disappeared, and he returned to reality in a trance.

Song You opened his eyes, the light in the room was dim, there was only a curtain in front of him, he turned his head to look at the window, the window paper had faintly seen the sky, it seemed that it was dawn.

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked down at his side again. The three-flowered cat was lying firmly on the ground, but the farmer was not asleep. She also realized that she was awake, her big eyes were open, and she was staring at herself with her head tilted.

"you're awake?"

"yes……"

"What are you looking at?"

"It's almost dawn."

"Yes."

"Is Mistress Sanhua sleeping well?"

"Mistress Sanhua slept well." Sanhua Mao raised her head and yawned with her mouth wide open, before asking again, "When are we leaving here?"

"In a few days."

"In a few days~"

"Wait for a few days and see before leaving."

Song You lifted the quilt while talking, and naturally covered Sanhuamao with the quilt, and got out of bed by himself.

Sanhuamao didn't resist at all, and allowed herself to be covered tightly, only the voice of her repeating Song Youhua could be heard from under the quilt.

"Look before you go..."

After washing, open the window to welcome the morning light.

Under the mobile surveillance of the Sanhuamao, Song You took out an oil-paper bag from the quilt bag, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread a new piece of paper on the table, and asked the Sanhua empress to transform into a human figure to help grind the ink. With the faint light in the room at this moment, which is almost invisible, I dipped in ink and began to write carefully.

Lines of text appeared on the paper, with the fragrance of ink.

The process is quiet and slow.

The sky outside slowly brightened.

The little girl in three-color clothes sat upright across the table, staring at the paper written by Song You seriously.

This is the tacit understanding between her and Song You——

Ever since she learned to read, Song You didn't want her to watch him recount his travels, but Mao'er's curiosity was so strong that he couldn't control it, so how could he stop it? After being entangled for a long time, one person and one cat slowly worked out their own boundaries.

Mao'er pretended that she was sitting opposite and couldn't read backwards. Song You pretended not to know that she could read backwards. Both the human shame and the cat's curiosity were taken care of.

"..."

After Song You finished writing the last word, he lifted the pen and put it away, and also picked up the paper, put it aside, and let it dry slowly.

The little girl sat upright on the opposite side, with both hands on the table, and two thin white arms were exposed under the loose cuffs. Following his movements, she looked up at him and said:

"There are more and more papers to write on."

"yes."

Song You also nodded, this is a problem.

The capacity of the quilt bag is limited, and even if I seldom describe it, I try to write as concisely as possible. However, along the way, there are thousands of mountains and rivers, and the world is full of different situations. Over time, the oilcloth bag that holds the paper has become thicker and thicker.

If I had known earlier, I should have kept a part of it in Changjing, and let Lord Chenghuang help to temporarily store it.

"When Empress Sanhua grows up, she can also follow me and try to describe what she saw and heard along the way."

"What is the use?"

"It will be interesting to watch later."

"Interesting?"

"Interesting."

"..." Mao'er thought for a while, "There is too much paper to use."

"It doesn't matter." Song You also thought about it, "We can try to choose some suitable places, where to store it, or where to bury it, put it away, write it down, and put these places in the future when we finish our tour. String them up and come back one by one to find them.”

"Why do you want to do this?"

"In this way, you don't have to worry about too much paper to fit."

"?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked at him suspiciously. After a while, she said to him expressionlessly:

"Paper costs money, it's expensive."

Song You was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he couldn't help but fell silent.

"I misunderstood you."

"It's fine."

The little girl still had a serious expression on her face and stared at him.

"Go down and eat."

Song You put away the paper, turned and walked outside.

The little girl also turned around, and with a bang, she turned back into a three-flowered cat, with no expression on her face, but cheerfully walking around in small steps, following him.

One person and one cat went downstairs.

The swordsman went downstairs with them as usual.

The restaurant staff seemed to be a little disturbed after hearing what happened last night, and when they greeted them, they forced a smile on their faces.

"I wonder if there is any donkey meat today?"

"Returning guest officer, there are still today."

"Then let's have donkey meat burritos, and add a plate of donkey meat as usual, just as much as yesterday." Song You said to him with a smile, "Yesterday's steamed buns with fat intestines are also good, so I'll have one too."

"What does the hero want?"

"It's better to have a few steamed buns." The swordsman said and glanced at the Taoist, "Give me a plate of donkey meat too."

"No problem! What else do you want, guest officer?"

"Meow!"

"..." Song You glanced at the three-flowered cat on the table, then turned to the waiter helplessly and asked, "Have you ever fed our horse?"

"Guest officer, please don't worry. I fed it early this morning. I fed the best concentrate. There is no one in Jingyu City who can take care of horses better than us. After serving the guest officer later, The villain will find a brush and give the two BMWs a good scrub."

"Then it's time to work."

"The villain will leave."

"Thank you."

The guy left quickly and went to tell the back kitchen.

But then he came out again, wandering back and forth in the lobby, often looking at Song You's table with a hesitant look on his face.

Song You naturally found out, turned around and asked:

"What worries do you have?"

"Ouch!"

The man seemed to have received an order to "allow gossip", and quickly walked over and said, "Mr., do you know that something extraordinary happened last night?"

"What's the big deal?"

"I heard that the villain also heard that the Xuanlei Temple outside the city was beaten into a mess for some reason, oh, that's not something a human can do at all, saying that the entire courtyard wall was pushed down. It turned out that the stone bricks and slabs paved on the ground had been torn off and piled up at the foot of the mountain, and the entire temple was smashed, even many god statues in the main hall were broken." The guy said vividly, "What's more frightening is that In the backyard of Xuanlei Temple, there used to be two one-story statues of Dharma Guardians, but they were all gone. Only two piles of smashed copper were found far away. According to people, the shadow of Dharma Guardians could be faintly discerned. And there is a large area of ​​land on the mountain that is full of traces of lightning strikes and fires. About last night, one of the statues of Thunder God in several temples in the city was broken."

"What are you worrying about?"

"A lot of people are saying that it's because Yongyang Shangxian and Lei Gong got rid of too many demons before, and last night a terrible demon king came, saying that it was a certain big demon king from the north. In the end, Xuanlei Temple was shattered. Most of the thunder gods in the sky were also given by that monster..." The man couldn't continue talking here, he seemed to be unable to bear to say, but he didn't seem to dare to say, "I just don't know what happened to the monster, many people are worried and afraid. After a while, our Jingyu will be harmed by demons again."

"Isn't the sheriff still in Jingyu? Why panic?"

"How can we not be flustered?" The clerk said, looking at Song You quietly, "Mr. visited Xuanlei Temple last night. I don't know what happened to Xuanlei Temple when Mr. left, and do you know any hidden secrets?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Song You said to him calmly, "I think the government will put up a notice this morning, and the sheriff is a good official if he can free Pujun from the demons and restore stability. It will take a while to see the government’s notice.”

"I hope nothing happens..."

The man had no choice but to comfort himself in this way.

After a while, there was a shout from the back kitchen.

The buddy hurried over and brought steamed buns and burritos.

Song You and the swordsman ate and chatted. They didn't talk about Xuanlei Temple or demons and gods. They only talked about Jingyu's donkey meat and steamed buns with fat intestines, the fields in Pujun and the drought in Hezhou. Go out and hang out again to see what can be bought.

This morning is really full of worries and storms in the city.

Everyone in the world is discussing what happened in Xuanlei Temple last night, discussing the disappeared Yongyang Shangxian and many masters in the temple, discussing the shattered statue of Thunder God, and the imaginary big monster.

Only a few people were well-informed and knew that the sheriff led people out of the city in the dark last night and brought back many hooded men.

This morning, another soldier received orders to enter the city.

For a moment, people were panicked.

It wasn't until the morning that the government posted notices at the entrance of the county government office, several city gates, and the entrance of the downtown area, informing them of what happened last night, listing the many crimes committed by Yongyang Zhenren and Xuanleiguan and other Taoists, and saying that the chief official of the Ministry of Lei was killed for protecting the demon. He was beheaded on the spot by a master of the gods, and said that in the afternoon he would try the Xuanlei Demon Watcher in the street at the gate of the county government office and reveal all the evidence.

For a while, the people in the city were even more uproarious.

Song You was surprised.

According to the magistrate of Yidu he had heard from Luo Butou and other channels when he was in Yidu a few years ago, and his own understanding of Liu Zhixian, if he wanted to state things like the destruction of the gods, out of caution, most likely Would have come and questioned myself to decide what to say, but now write decisively.

It seems that during the three or four years in Hezhou, he has grown a lot of courage.