I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The heavy snow has dyed everything in the world white. The Taoist and the swordsman, two horses and one cat, have footprints extending northward.

Still walking and stopping, spreading and distributing spiritual power, dispelling demons and sorcery.

Sometimes I meet other people too.

Doctor Cai is not the only one who comes to return to the county, and Song You is not the only practitioner. In the snowstorm, there are always rebels.

It's just that the wind and snow were too heavy, so I walked slowly.

Song You originally planned to go to Hansu, which is the northernmost county in Gui County and the closest to the snow field, in three days, but he didn't make it on the night of the third day.

However, the terrain here is flat, and the villages cannot stay overnight, and they can't even find a shelter from the wind.

Seeing that the sky had gradually darkened, Song You sighed helplessly, so he had to cast a spell to gather soil into piles to form a shelter from the wind.

Empress Sanhua turned into a human figure, skillfully went to pick up a lot of firewood, and lit a fire.

The swordsman laid down the horse post, tied up the horse, and unloaded the quilt.

In the cold night in the wilderness, there is a little more fire.

Song You spread out the woolen felt, sat cross-legged on it, separated from the cold ground, then took out the blanket and thin quilt, and put it aside, Mistress Sanhua also sat beside the Taoist, wrapped in a blanket, only showing a If there is not enough firewood, one hand will be stretched out from under the blanket, pick up the firewood and throw it into it.

The mound blocked the cold wind, the felt blanket separated the chill, and the fire was blazing again. The flames were reflected in the eyes of the three people, and they crackled, which added some warmth to the cold night.

An iron pot, half a pot of ice and snow, served with scones broken into small pieces, and the white snow slowly melted.

However, in the snowy night, someone came.

Mistress Sanhua picked up a piece of firewood and poked it into the fire, her body didn't turn much, but her head was almost turned back, looking at the night sky.

"What's wrong?"

Song You also turned his head to look.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and there were no stars or moon above the head. The world was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

The little girl was still staring at that side, neither speaking nor turning her head back.

After a while, a figure was faintly seen.

The figure gradually appeared in the firelight.

It was a fat monk wearing a yellow robe, with a cloth wrapped around his head, and he was walking slowly along the official road with his hands clasped together.

Undoubtedly, the monk also saw them. He stopped and looked at them a few times. It seemed that they were indeed human beings and not demons. Then he kept his palms folded and bowed.

"Amitabha."

Song You also got up and returned a salute, and then asked, "Master, why did you hurry so late at night?"

The monk squeezed a smile from his tired face, and replied respectfully: "I have no choice but to hurry before I reach my destination."

"It's so late, can you still see the road clearly?"

"The eyes cannot, but the mind can."

"It's a good mind, but it can." Song You said, and then asked, "I don't know where the master came from, and where is he going?"

"Come from the village behind, go to Hansu."

"It's snowing late at night, and Hansu is still thirty miles away. Even if the master walks to the city gate, he may not be able to enter the city. If you are not in a hurry, please come here to take shelter from the wind and snow."

"How many people are not afraid that the poor monk will bring the disease?"

"Master, are you afraid that I will bring the disease?"

"It's better to obey than to respect!"

The monk looked at Song You with a smile across the night, made another salute with palms together, and then stepped closer.

There is a Taoist and a monk on both sides, and their accents are different from those of the Hezhou people. The most serious epidemic is in front of them. If they are afraid of the epidemic, how can they walk here at night?

"Thank you guys."

The monk found an empty seat beside the fire and said to them: "The poor monk once had a dharma name. He was originally from Angzhou and became a monk in Shengde Temple in Angzhou."

"My surname is Song Mingyou, from Lingquan County, Yizhou, and I don't have a Taoist name for now."

"Shu Yifan, a warrior in the Jianghu."

"Mistress Sanhua in Mao'er Temple next to Fulong Temple on Yinyang Mountain, Lingquan County, Xiayizhou." The little girl stared at the monk with bright eyes, imitating the tone of the Taoist priest around her, but the words were much longer, and said in one breath It seemed a bit difficult for her to finish.

"The poor monk is polite."

The monk took another look at Empress Sanhua.

"Sanhua Niangniang was originally the god of Mao'er Temple next to Jinyang Road in Yizhou. She met her by fate and traveled the world together for almost five years." Song You explained to the monk, adding, "We will also travel together on this trip. It came from Changjing, Angzhou, and entered Hezhou at the beginning of the year."

"I see."

The monk has a slightly plump round face, which looks quite benevolent, but there is a trace of sadness and fatigue in his brows: "It's a fate. Before the poor monk came to Hezhou, he had placed orders at Tianhai Temple in Changjing for several years."

"Tianhai Temple?"

"Has the priest heard of it?" the monk asked.

"I've been there once." Song You couldn't help smiling, and said to him, "Tianhai Temple, Xizi Pagoda."

"That tree is amazing."

The monk also showed a smile, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes. When he looked at Song You again, he seemed to meet an old friend, and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest came from Yizhou, and he must have traveled around. I don't know when he will arrive. Changjing, when did you leave?"

Song You was also unrestrained, and while warming up the fire, he said: "I arrived in Changjing in February of the fourth year of Mingde, and I left in the first month of this year."

"That's really unlucky." The monk clasped his hands together and nodded, "Pin Dao just happened to leave Changjing at the beginning of the fourth year, and he had been practicing in Tianhai Temple for five years before that."

"Should it be a coincidence or a coincidence?"

"Haha, the Taoist priest is right."

This is almost the same as Cai Miracle Doctor.

I didn't meet him in Changjing, but met him in Guijun, Hezhou, two or three thousand miles away. It's hard to say whether it was destined or not. It can only be said that fate did not arrive at that time, but now it has arrived.

"Why did the master come here?"

"We, Buddhists, have the heart to help the world. Now that the north is in chaos, the poor monks are willing to help the troubled times with their meager efforts." The master put his hands together and said, "So after practicing in Tianhai Temple, When I came to Hezhou, it happened not long before I heard about the great epidemic in Guijun, so I came to Guijun, and I heard that Hansu is the most serious, so I went all the way to Hansu."

"I see."

Song You nodded.

Most of the practitioners I met during this period are like this, both Buddhism and Taoism, but the demon magic and sorcery in this demon epidemic came from the great demon king of the snow field, and ordinary practitioners are not so easy to get rid of, and they are not so easy to get rid of illnesses. Even more powerless, even a Taoist who knows medical skills is very powerless. During this period of time, Song You has only seen one person who knows ingenious spells and can remove the disease, but after two or three days of busy work, he can only cure one person at most.

Song You thought for a while, and then said: "However, most of the county towns are closed now, and entry and exit are strictly controlled. Even if Master comes to Hansu City, it may not be easy to enter."

"If you can get in, then the poor monk will go straight to the sick house, if you can't get in, then go to the village outside the city."

"Master has a cure?"

"The poor monk has very little knowledge and little magic power. He can't cure the disease. He can only relieve the suffering of the sick and delay the disease." The monk said rather ashamedly, "Let the Taoist laugh."

"I don't have any cure, so why laugh at me?"

"Mo Dao's fluorescence is small, but his heart still shines at night."

"That's it."

Song You agreed, thought for a while and said, "But Master, have you ever heard of Divine Doctor Cai?"

"It's like thunder, I heard that the genius doctor Cai is also returning to the county."

"Exactly." Song You said to him, "Master Cai has researched a symptomatic method in Lingze two days ago, which can cure Nine Days Plague."

"Is this true?"

"nature."

"How does the Daoist know?"

"We are waiting from Lingze."

"That would be great!"

The monk was very happy immediately.

Immediately after reacting, he was overjoyed, so he restrained his smile, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and said aloud silently, and when he opened his eyes, he was already at peace:

"If this is the case, the poor monk will have to go to Hansu even more."

"That's it."

Song You nodded, he could guess what he meant, and looked at each other with the swordsman and the girl, and then said: "We were planning to go to Hansu, but the wind and snow made it difficult, so we had to spend the night on the spot. That being the case, maybe we can go on the same journey tomorrow.”

"That would be a lot of trouble."

They are all people who practice Taoism, and they all come here to cure diseases and save people, even if they can't be called old friends when they first met, there is really no need for more politeness.

Meeting and intersecting should be like water, simple and clean.

So a group of people sat around the fire to keep warm, and when the snow water boiled the scones into a mush, the swordsmen served them out, one bowl for each person, plus the persimmon cakes presented by officials and people of Lingze County, one for each person. With something in my stomach, it warmed up a lot, so I could continue talking.

When it was late at night, Song You gathered another pile of earth to plug the last gap, and asked the monk if he wanted a thin quilt, but the monk said it was not cold, so he gave up.

In fact, as long as you are a living person, how can you not feel the cold?

No matter how high the level is, it will still be cold.

If you can't feel the cold, you won't know what warmth is, and you won't know how valuable it is.

It just doesn't freeze well.

It's just that the monk said so, and with Song You's temperament, she didn't bother to pester him anymore, but Empress Sanhua knew the pain of the cold best, so she just threw the thin quilt on him, and went over the gap in the mound to pick it up in the cold night A lot of dry firewood came and piled to the side, caught a mouse by the way, and saved it for eating tomorrow morning, then got into the wool felt, covered with the blanket with the Taoist, half in a daze and half asleep.

In the evening, the monks dialed the beads and recited the scriptures silently. They recited until midnight, fearing that the fire would go out in the middle, they added more firewood a few times.

In the early morning of the next day, it was covered with snow.

The Taoist and the swordsman boiled the paste again, added persimmons, and shared it with the monks. After Sanhuamao politely asked the monks if they would eat mice, they also went out for a walk and ate the mice by the way.

Then continue on the road.

There is one more person in the same company.

I don't know how many days the crisp snow has fallen. I'm afraid it's more than a foot thick. When I step on it, there will be deep footprints. I walked for thirty miles all morning.

This morning, I didn't sleep till the end of the day, and then went to noon. Because of the coldness in the north, even though the wool felt and wool blanket presented by Yu Zhizhou have excellent thermal insulation capabilities, they will still wake up from the cold when they sleep until the coldest time in the morning, and they simply go on the road, almost walking with the sunrise.

It was only at noon that they arrived at the gate of Hansu City.

As expected, Hansu has already closed the city.

However, the soldiers guarding the city only glanced at the people below the city, and shouted from a distance: "The visitor is Mr. Song Yousong from Lingze County?"

"Huh?"

The monk was quite surprised.

Facing his gaze, Song You first asked and answered with the soldiers on the city wall, and then turned to the monk and replied, "I used to go with Miracle Doctor Cai before, and after I bid farewell to Miracle Doctor, I continued to go north. I think it must be an official postman from Lingze County The news that the genius doctor has broken the epidemic has been sent, and it is convenient for Zai Xia by the way."

"I see."

The monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

The city gate also opened slowly in front of the two of them.