I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"Look at my little mountain god!"

"I saw..."

"Is it powerful?"

"sharp……"

"I still have big wolves! More than a dozen!"

"I see."

"Is it powerful?"

"sharp……"

"Do you know any spells?"

"There will be some."

"show me!"

"Plop flop..."

"A lot of swallows!!"

"This is the unique skill of our Anqing swallow family. I just learned it not too long ago, so it's not much. The ancestor is very powerful, and can transform into countless swallows." The voice of the swallow came out, "When the Anqing natural disaster happened, the ancestor Just use this trick to pick up the rice from the official storehouse, and each swallow only picks up a little bit, and the whole official storehouse is emptied at one time, and all the people in Anqing were rescued."

"Is the transformed swallow real?"

"No...you can't eat it!"

"Well……"

Song You can imagine the scene behind him without turning around.

Then proceed to cook your own meal.

There is no one on the barren hills, and a fire is lit.

The firewood was found by Empress Sanhua, she also lit the fire, and the water was found by Yanzi, and he also brought it.

Song You only needs to cook the rice.

So that there is always a feeling——

I found two little demons to serve me.

But these two little monsters are extremely worry-free. Most of the time, Empress Sanhua can not only find food for herself, but also improve the food for him. The swallows also don’t need his feeding at all. The extremely flexible swallows that usually fly around in the sky are hunting and eating. Now that it’s winter, there are many fewer insects, but the swallows have become fine, so they don’t have to worry about being hungry.

It's more like serving yourself.

"..."

Song You ignored the movement behind him and only focused on the small pot in front of him.

The white mushrooms presented by the third hall master of Huangsha Mountain are really top-grade. After soaking in water, even if no other meat is added, it is still a good pot of soup.

After it is cooked, serve it in a small bowl.

"call……"

In the cold winter in the north, in the deserted countryside, drinking a sip of hot mushroom soup warmed from the throat to the chest, and it was so delicious that Song You couldn't help showing a look of enjoyment.

After leaving Huangsha Mountain, the population quickly dwindled.

It is so rare that even if you walk dozens of miles, you will not see a few families.

And as we get farther and farther away from Huangsha Mountain, from the northwest of Yuezhou to the east, the number of people is getting less and less.

This kind of scarcity is not desert, snowy land, and grassland. It seems that no one has been there. On the contrary, houses can often be seen on the roadside, and even villages and cities can be passed by. However, most of the houses on the roadside have been abandoned and collapsed. Now, the village is also empty, with grass growing inside and outside the house, and the Taoist walks through it with cats and horses, but no human voice can be heard.

The official road grows grass, and the tea stalls are dilapidated.

Entering the city, if you are lucky, there will be a few people, but if you are unlucky, it will be like an empty city.

This has a kind of loneliness that is different from the desert snow and grassland.

When people retreat from this land, they will naturally come back quickly.

There is no one to ask for directions, no small stalls to rest, and you can only do it yourself if you want to eat hot and decent meals. It becomes difficult to supply, and it has become a delusion to find a restaurant to rest and listen to books.

Fortunately, there are cats who often bring prey for him, saving some dry food consumption, and swallows fly to the sky to find the way for him to find streams, which can replace asking for directions to a certain extent, and avoid Taoist detours.

Thanks to them, the Taoist was able to walk in this barren land.

After going uphill along the path where the road was almost invisible, I found the colorful pond that Mr. Qiao called on the high mountain. I don’t know how this multicolored pool was formed, but I only know that it is more than just five colors. The entire step-like pool presents small pieces, each of which has a different color, light blue and dark blue, light green and dark green, light yellow and deep yellow, and snow white like milk. , colorful and diverse.

And it is located in the mountains, which made Song You very puzzled how the original people found it, how it became famous, and how long it took.

In addition to being incomprehensible, I feel regretful——

If you don't come up this high mountain which is thousands of feet away from the ground, and if you don't come to this deep mountain which is hundreds of miles away from the official road, you will definitely not see the colorful pool. Now Yuezhou is empty. Although there are a few poems and articles and a few people who escaped from Yuezhou still remember the colorful pond, it is so hard to find. When the imperial court sends people from other places to fill in Yuezhou, then If someone finds it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time.

Many things in ancient times are probably lost in this way.

After a long time, I can't find it.

Even if you can find it, you may find more than one, and you don't know which one the ancients looked at.

It is the season of light snow.

Song You sat here cross-legged for two days, wrapped in a blanket, taking in the scenery all by himself, feeling the aura of the mountains and rivers and the seasons, letting the cold outside grow stronger, the mountain wind biting the bone, and letting the two little monsters play around.

After going down the mountain, walk several hundred miles.

Swallow found Yuelong Waterfall for him again.

Although it is not far from the official road, if no one tells you, no one can ask the way, you will definitely not find it.

The stepped waterfall is one after another, neither very high nor very big, not as majestic as other waterfalls, but it has a rare beauty, like a landscape painting.

I heard that in Yuezhou, the Yuelong Waterfall is the most popular scenery for literati besides Tianzhu Mountain. In addition, it is not far from the official road and the Yuezhou government. People come here every year. I don’t know how many poems Articles are written here. Now only Song You can enjoy it to himself.

Take the boiled fish and sit for a few more days, and then there will be heavy snow.

It was also snowing here, and when I woke up in the morning, ice had formed on the banks of the river, and the Taoist sat alone in the snow, like an old man.

The aura here is strong and appropriate to the season, which is good for practice.

After shaking off the snow, I went north again.

Japan is quiet in winter, and it seems that only the Taoist man walking on the road, the bay red horse and the Sanhua cat are left on the whole land.

The scenery of Yuezhou is actually very good.

It's just that there is more than scenery in the eyes.

I can often see unattended corpses on the side of the road, which were left over more than ten years ago. For many people in Yuezhou, the war that year was probably not much different from the end of the world. Most of the time, the Taoist will stop to clean up these people who have never met, at least bury them in the soil, so as not to expose their corpses to the wilderness, so they walk very slowly.

Sometimes walking in the barren mountains at night, the phosphorous fire illuminates the road.

Sometimes he sleeps by the side of the road at night, and ghosts come to talk to him.

Sometimes, out of curiosity, the ignorant little demon turned into a human form to talk to him, thinking that he couldn't see it.

Slowly walked to the north of Yuezhou.

There are many mountains and rivers here, and the aura is rich.

However, because it is too remote and the miasma lingers among the mountains, it not only makes people lose their way, but also makes people sick. People in Saibei dare not go here when they go south. Therefore, although there are always legends about the phoenix, few people can pass through it. Chongshan came to the green tung forest—it was like a fairy mountain on the top of the cloud again. If you don’t have great perseverance, you won’t be able to reach the top of the mountain.

So the swallow became very busy.

Every morning, when I wake up, I will fly into the sky, and go to the distance to find the direction of the green tung forest.

Also have to be extra careful.

In this place, the swallow's natural ability to distinguish directions seems to be a bit ineffective. Miasma pervades the ground. If you fly low, you can't see far away. If you fly high, you can't see the ground clearly. It's a dilemma. Accidentally flew to a place where the miasma was particularly dense, and even with his Taoism, he felt a little dizzy after taking a few breaths.

Every day I worry about flying out and not coming back.

Every day when I fly back, I have to search for my husband in the miasma like clouds and mist for a long time. Even if the horse walks in the mountains, the bell on the neck rings, but the ringing echoes in the mountains, and it is difficult to tell which mountain it is from. Passed over.

For several days.

Walking and walking, for some reason, Song You felt bored and a little sad, and couldn't help frowning.

One day the swallow flew back and said that he had found the green tung forest in the north, in the mountains filled with miasma, so tall that it shot straight out of the clouds, like a place in an ancient myth.

But he only remembered a general direction, and when he looked for it the next day, he couldn't find it again.

It's like finding an island in the sea.

Yanzi is even more anxious than Song You.

It wasn't until the evening before the winter solstice that the Taoist finally came to the green tung forest under the leadership of the swallow.

Leaning on a bamboo stick, the Taoist stopped and looked into the distance with a stunned expression.

The mountains are full of miasma, and the clouds are deep. The green paulownia trees slowly appearing in front of them are all straight, and I don’t know how many years they have grown. The smallest tree in sight cannot be hugged by ten people, and at least half of the bottom has no branches. There are no leaves, just a huge, bare, straight trunk, dark blue in color.

As for the branches and leaves, of course there are.

Think it's at the top.

Because the light under the tree is significantly darker.

But the branches and leaves could not be seen.

Because it has already penetrated into the depths of the clouds.

The truly towering ancient trees have become forests and spread all over the front, giving people a feeling that this place is the end of the world, and if they go further, they will enter the world of ancient myths.

"Sir! It's here!"

Swallow's tone was very happy.

"yes……"

Song You stared blankly.

What I thought of for a moment was Mr. Qiao who loved landscapes and painting.

I have swallows to help me, and I am not afraid of miasma. It is already difficult to get here. How did that Mr. Qiao and countless mortals come here?

"So big, so tall..."

The cat also raised its head high.

Song You's expression was similar to hers.

Song You didn't know whether to believe it or not when it was said that there were trees that could not be hugged by dozens of people, and that the branches growing from these trees could leave people, but now he definitely believed it.

"How high is it..."

"I don't know how high it is. I only know that the tallest tree is probably not much lower than the Wucaichi mountain we have been to."

"Hundreds of feet..."

Such a forest that should not exist in the world, Song You must believe that there are phoenixes living in it.

But even if the phoenix comes to live, it is also above the clouds, far away from the mundane world, and it is invisible under the clouds and mists, right?

"Meow?"

The cat turned to look at him.

"Tomorrow is the winter solstice, and it's getting dark today, so we won't go in, just stay outside for the night." Song You was a little tired, and glanced at the mythical giant tree in the clouds, only to feel that even this line It is totally worthwhile not to see the legendary divine bird.