I didn't intend to be a Fairy

There was heavy fog at the foot of the mountain, the room was damp, and the quilt was as cold as iron for many years. Song You didn't sleep very well.

I already went to bed early and got up early, if the quilt is comfortable, I can stretch it out for a while, but if the quilt is cold, I really have no intention of going to bed anymore, so I might as well hurry up to the mountain.

So I woke up decisively.

When going out, it happened that the palace lord led Tong'er to start the morning class. Tong'er worked hard, had already boiled hot water, said good morning to each other, Song You washed up briefly, then thanked them respectfully and said goodbye. Originally, he wanted to give some money for board and lodging expenses, but the Palace Mistress was unwilling, so Song You simply took it back.

This is the difference between Dayan Buddhism and Taoism.

It is convenient to go to a Buddhist temple to stay overnight, but giving money is also a matter of course. It's more difficult to stay overnight in a Taoist temple, but if the host sees you and nods, most of the time they won't charge money, and they must entertain you with delicious food and drinks.

Song You is actually more used to the former.

By the way, he asked the Palace Master how to get to Fuqing Palace, and after getting the answer, he took Empress Sanhua up the mountain.

All the way along the bluestone path, with light white frost, one step is a footprint, removing dew and cobwebs, before noon, you have found Fuqing Palace.

There is no telephone these days, and Song You doesn't know the trick of paper cranes passing letters, so he had to pay a visit.

Climbing up the steps, there is already a sense of Taoism, lightly knocking on the door knocker, and within a few moments, a little boy came to open the door. Seeing that he was wearing Taoist robes, but his face was unfamiliar, the little boy respectfully saluted him.

"The Daoist gave birth..."

"Songyou in Fulongguan, under the tutelage of many Taoists, come here to visit friends."

"Dare to ask who is the long-term interviewer? Poor Daoist can go in and report."

"Brother Guanghuazi." Song You said, "Fellow Daoist, just say that Fulong Temple is enough for Song You to visit."

"Brother Dao?"

The little boy blinked his eyes.

Guanghuazi is the current lord of Fuqing Palace. He is over 60 years old. The people who come and go on weekdays are all the masters and immortal masters of the big temples on the mountain, and all of them are white-haired masters. Looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, he was only in his early teens at most, and he actually called the palace master Dao brother.

Xiao Daotong's face was very tender, probably because he had just entered the Taoist temple not long ago and had never heard the name of Fulong Temple, but he didn't dare to neglect any more, he said "wait a moment", and then hurriedly ran inside.

Not long after, the rhyme in the door stopped.

Then came the deafening welcome bell.

"Boom..."

Every time there was a bump, Mistress Sanhua would tremble.

Soon, the sound of hurried footsteps came from inside, and when the door was opened again, there was already a group of Taoists standing in front of it.

Mistress Sanhua raised her head and stared blankly.

The leader Guanghuazi was gray-haired, but his complexion was ruddy without any wrinkles. He led a group of middle-aged Taoists to welcome Song You. When he came to him, he gave a salute first, and when he raised his head, his face was full of smiles:

"Fellow Daoist, long time no see."

"Brother Dao is in good health."

"One year is not as good as one year..."

Guanghuazi hurriedly welcomed Song You into the mountain gate: "Fellow Taoist, come in quickly, it's very cold on this mountain."

"It's a bit chilly."

"There's a fire inside."

"Exactly."

Song You tried not to be too polite, and maintained the friendship that had been passed down for two or three generations.

A group of people walked to the palace.

There were a dozen or so middle-aged Taoists behind him, and even more younger ones. The children were blocked behind, and there were not many of them. On the whole, it seemed that Fuqing Palace was gradually prospering. Except for Xiao Tong'er, everyone else knew the name of Fulongguan, some expressed respect, some expressed friendship, some kept peeking at Song You, and some looked at Mistress Sanhua.

The elders didn't make a sound, and the younger ones didn't dare to open their mouths, they just listened to Guanghuazi and Song You walking and exchanging greetings.

"Fellow Daoist, are you out on a tour?"

"Finally, I was kicked out by Master." Song You said with a smile, "I happened to be passing by Yidu, and I will stay in Yidu for a while, before winter, I will come to visit Brother Dao's Dongfu."

"Hahaha……"

Guanghuazi laughed a few times, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "Time flies so fast. Pindao remembers the first time I met Daoist friend, who was still in his infancy. Pindao went to Yinyang Mountain with Master for the first time. You see There are only Daoist Duoxing and Daoist Heiyu here, I remember that Pindao was only in his twenties at that time, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye."

"time does not wait."

"Who is this……"

Guanghuazi seemed to have just seen the Sanhua cat who had been following Song You. Although it was a cat, he did not despise it.

"Mistress Sanhua who is traveling with me."

"So it's Mistress Sanhua, she's very polite and sophisticated."

"Meow~"

Empress Sanhua stood up straight and returned a salute.

There are still door couplets at the gate of the palace.

writes:

Kindness is the most precious treasure, which is inexhaustible in a lifetime;

The heart is a fertile field, which is more than enough to be cultivated for a hundred generations.

Song You stood at the door and read silently as usual.

In the hall, it is to cook tea around the stove.

Guanghuazi called all the 20- and 30-year-old Taoists in Fuqing Palace over, and introduced them to Song You one by one. These people will take over the Fuqing Palace in the future, and Song You is the only descendant of Fulongguan. The continuation of this fate depends on the association of these young people.

Then he ordered people to fetch meat and kill chickens, catch fish to buy sheep, pull vegetables and sell wine, and even asked some boys to pick the freshly ripe kiwi fruit in the mountains.

Not to mention, these Taoist priests are not bad at their craftsmanship, and they are free on weekdays, so I'm afraid they have worked hard in this area.

After lunch, they played and sang Daoyun again.

Qingcheng Mountain's Daoyun is very famous, it uses dialect, it has its own system, Song You also sat quietly to appreciate it. It's just that Empress Sanhua couldn't listen and fell asleep lying on the futon.

After appreciating the Taoist rhyme, they sat down and chatted together.

Don't think that monks get together to debate scriptures, and Taoists get together to discuss the Tao. It's the same as two students get together to talk about each other's topics. There are some, but not often. Most of the time, I still chat like normal people, talking about light words.

"Come from Yidu, how long have fellow Taoists been away?"

Song You replied honestly: "I set off yesterday morning and arrived at the foot of the mountain when it was dark in the evening. The owner of the Luqing Temple at the foot of the mountain is kind and let me stay for one night. I will go to the mountain this morning."

Someone on the other side immediately said:

"Good feet."

Song You raised his eyes and saw that he was a Taoist priest he knew, a disciple of Guanghuazi. He went to Fulong Temple a few years ago, and he was probably one of the candidates for the next palace master of Fuqing Palace.

Then I heard someone say:

"Song Daoyou is the descendant of Fulongguan, and it is easy to travel more than a hundred miles a day."

He is also a priest who has been to Fulong Temple.

Regardless of the age of the Taoist sect, the practitioners themselves are also very casual, as long as there is not a big difference in age and status, they can only be called Taoist friends. So even if they are Guanghuazi's disciples, it's enough to call Song You a fellow Taoist, and there is no need to be specially promoted to another generation.

"It's just a coincidence that I met a group of merchants on the road and took me for a ride." Song You only said truthfully.

"In any case, fellow daoist is tired from this trip. I have asked Izumo to prepare the best room for fellow daoist. Fellow daoist, please rest here for a few more days." said the priest who spoke first.

"Senior Brother is right. Fellow Daoist has never been to Qingcheng Mountain, so we should show our friendship as the landlord." Another Taoist also said, "Please feel free to stay, fellow Daoist, tomorrow I will let Ying Feng Take fellow Taoists to climb Qingcheng Mountain, you can travel around, and it’s not bad to enjoy the autumn scenery of Qingcheng Mountain.”

"..."

Song You thought for a while, then looked at Guanghuazi.

The old Taoist smiled, and only said other things: "The master of Luqing temple is kind-hearted, and he stayed with the distinguished guests of our palace. We should go to Fuqing palace to return the gift."

The two middle-aged Taoists immediately responded.

Song You was a little helpless, and turned to Mistress Sanhua and asked, "What do Mistress Sanhua think?"

"Miss Sanhua thinks it's good."

As soon as the voice came out, everyone's eyes lit up slightly.

Since he has practiced Taoism, he has already seen the extraordinaryness of this three-colored cat, but he has only faintly noticed it, and can only judge from the details. It wasn't until Sanhuamao spoke that everyone could be sure that it was indeed a demon cat who had become a spirit. However, most of them have seen ghosts and ghosts, so they are not too surprised.

Only the younger little Taoist priests didn't know enough, so they opened their eyes wide for a moment.

Song You said: "Since Mistress Sanhua also wants to stay for a few more days, it's better to be respectful than obey her orders."

"good!"

Immediately, a Taoist told the disciples behind him to catch more fish.

One person and one cat lived here temporarily.

The guest room here is much better than last night's Luqingguan. The room is big, clean and bright, and the bedding is all new. But it's not that Lu Qingguan neglected Song You, it's just limited by the conditions. The scale and strength of Fuqing Palace are far from those of Luqing Temple. Today I stayed in the best guest room of Fuqing Palace, and last night I stayed in the best guest room of Luqing Temple. From this point of view, there is no difference.

In the evening, two young Taoist priests came to look for him.

A main road named Ying Feng.

A Kun Dao, named Izumo.

Ying Feng is tall and tall, gentle and polite, he smiles brightly, and talks with Dao rhyme, mysterious and mysterious, he should be a genius in cultivating Taoism scriptures, and should be liked by Taoists.

But Song You is a fake Taoist priest.

Izumo is a thin woman with fair skin and beautiful features, and she looks even more delicate in a Taoist robe.

This kind of relationship is not willing to end.

The two are the disciples of the two priests yesterday.

Song You understands the truth here.

It was obvious that the two middle-aged Taoists were strong contenders for the successor of the thriving Fuqing Palace. They both wanted to form a relationship with Song You, which was a gentle way to improve their competitiveness. Guanghuazi knew what they were thinking and doing, but he neither cared nor stopped them.

Song You didn't mind this approach either.

Thinking about it differently, Fulongguan and Fuqing Palace have been friends for decades, and Fuqing Palace has come to visit every year. If Song You has a good relationship with someone and who he likes more, he can show it openly. In the future, if this person really takes over This Fuqing Palace, when he came to walk around again, he was a friendly person, so he was more at ease.

It doesn't matter if it's not this person who took over, Song You just expressed his liking according to his temperament, and didn't interfere in the succession of the Fuqing Palace Master's position, and we will get along as usual from now on.

Just interacting with people makes him feel troubled.

"Song Daoyou, Brother Yingfeng and I will take Daoist friends to climb the mountain tomorrow." Izumo said while looking at Song You, "Senior brother and I are very familiar with this mountain, and we will definitely be able to take Daoist friends to have a good time."

"When does Song Daoyou want to leave?"

Ying Feng asked warmly and gently.

Judging by the atmosphere of getting along, the relationship between the two is not bad, and the rivalry between the masters has not affected the friendship of the same school.

"Tomorrow's weather will be bad, I'm afraid it will be difficult to climb the mountain."

"Oh? Fellow Daoists, can you predict celestial phenomena?"

"Just guessing from experience."

"Then let's see tomorrow. If the weather is fine, we'll call fellow daoists early in the morning."

"Trouble, fellow daoists."

"Where is the Taoist friend, Guiguan and my palace have been friends for generations, and this friendship should continue."

"rational."

Song You sent them away.

The weather was really bad the next day, with cold rain in the morning and wind in the evening, and heavy fog in the middle. Song You ate three good meals here again, and it happened to be the beginning of winter, so it was perfect for practicing in the mountains.