I didn't intend to be a Fairy

Under the towering green paulownia tree, a fire seemed particularly small, and the light of the fire could not spread very far amidst the miasma. The Taoist sat on the wool felt, distributed the thin blanket to the middle-aged man, and sat opposite him.

The water in the pot had already boiled, bubbling.

The Taoist filled a bowl and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Be careful it's hot."

"Thank you."

"My surname is Song Mingyou, from Lingquan County, Yizhou. I don't know my surname Gao."

"Oh, I'm so rude. The villain's surname is Dong Mingzhi, and his ancestral home is in Yuezhou. This time he came from Hanzhou."

When Dong Zhi took the bowl, he could feel the temperature from above. It was very comfortable at this moment, and the rising water vapor hit his face wet and hot, which was also very reassuring.

His eyes quietly aimed forward.

The young Taoist priest and the little girl, in the midst of this sickening miasma, the Taoist priest looked calm, and the little girl was also pure and white.

A bay red horse, although thin and thin, can be seen as a Beiyuan horse. It has neither a rein nor a saddle. There is a quilt bag next to it, and it is full of belongings.

Even more amazing is——

There is also a swallow standing on the back of the bay red horse, not to mention whether there should be swallows in this cold weather, but to say that it stands on the horse's back in a well-behaved manner, neither flying nor running, with a pair of black eyes Looking at people, I also know that this is definitely not an ordinary swallow.

This Taoist doesn't look like a ghost.

But not like a mortal.

Not sure though.

Ghosts have always lied to deceive people, whether they are good or malicious, and they often hear lies in stories.

"call……"

At this time, Dong Zhi didn't care about that, and just blew hot air along the edge of the bowl, filling the air with steam.

The water in this place seems to be not as hot as the boiling water in other places after being boiled, and today it is terribly cold. In just a short while, it is already not so hot. Kong sucked hard, let out a snort, hot water entered his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp, as if swallowing a mouthful of warm current, a mouthful of fairy air, warming it from his throat to his chest.

"Why did you come here?"

"To be honest..."

Dong Zhi paused while holding the bowl, and said one by one: "The villain is originally a storyteller. His ancestral job was originally a storyteller in Yuezhou. Later, he fled to Hanzhou during the war. He is still doing his old job."

As he spoke, he shivered again from the cold.

"As a native of Yuezhou, when I usually tell stories in teahouses, I should tell some fairy tales to cheer up the fun at the invitation of the guest officials. Naturally, this green tung forest in the north of Yuezhou is unavoidable. It can be said to make me laugh. I have been talking about Yuezhou for half my life. There is a divine bird in the north, my father is also like this, and my ancestors have been like this for generations, but the villain's ancestors have only heard about it from others, but no one has seen it with their own eyes."

"Have you ever thought of coming here?"

"Almost." Dong Zhi replied, "Whenever we talk seriously, someone asks us if we have seen it with our own eyes, and we don't know how to answer. It is simply old, and I heard that Yuezhou, which was ravaged by demons and ghosts, is in the sky. Peace has been restored under the suppression, so I came over to have a look while I was still able to move around."

"I see."

Song You inexplicably thought of Mr. Zhang from Yidu.

The old gentleman is also a handicraft handed down from his family. Some of the things he said were heard from others, some were passed down from his ancestors, and some were witnessed by himself or his ancestors.

It seems that the storyteller also has to collect materials from all over the place.

"There is a craftsman's heart under one step."

"I just feel that I have been talking about it for most of my life. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I really feel uneasy."

"However, the road here is long and difficult, how did you get here?"

"The villain is originally from Yuezhou. Although he has fled to Hanzhou for more than ten years, the road is not unfamiliar. When he was fleeing, he also saved some skills to not be starved to death on the road, so he brought some dry food and went I asked for some miasma-proof talisman papers from an expert I know, and walked all the way from Hanzhou to Gwangju." Dong Zhi drank his saliva again, his eyes still quietly looked at Song You, "I know that the road is far away, and it is not easy to find. , the villain set off in September, first went to Tianzhu Mountain, and then arrived here, slowly counting the time and waiting for the winter solstice."

"How to replenish it?"

"As long as you recognize it, as long as you don't encounter a major natural disaster, you can actually eat it everywhere. When the dry food in the middle is finished, the villain will use the fruits of the green paulownia tree to satisfy his hunger, and he will be full."

"sharp."

Song You couldn't help but praise.

The fruiting period of the green paulownia tree here seems to be just in autumn and winter. Now the fruit is not yet mature, and it looks like a spoon with a few beans scattered on it. After the beans are shelled and cooked, they can be eaten. Song You also picked them up in the past two days Some came to taste, but I don't know how he ate it.

This man also has great perseverance.

"Since you came to look for the divine bird, then three nights ago, you could see the divine bird flying at night?" Song You asked.

Dong Zhi was taken aback when he heard that.

His eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if recalling the scene he saw that night, he still couldn't help being lost in thought.

"Of course I saw..."

It took Dong Zhi a long time to reply, his tone full of emotion.

I think how many generations of books they have talked about, how many generations of Yuezhou divine bird, no matter who tells it, every time they talk about it, they will do their best to describe it in a mysterious, divine and beautiful way. , so as to win the favor of the audience. But I didn't expect that when I saw it with my own eyes, it was more mysterious and beautiful than any description in any legend.

There are thousands of legends in the world, but the world loves to talk about all the supernatural things, but how many mortals have seen immortals?

How many mortals have seen the divine bird?

"The villain thought at the time that it would be worth it even if he froze to death here." Dong Zhi said, "The only regret is that I didn't go out and tell my descendants about it."

After speaking, holding the bowl, he couldn't help but look at the Taoist, hesitated to speak several times, and finally asked:

"I don't know sir...is it true or not?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"The villain once heard that Mr. Xu of Angzhou was sleeping on the street in the cold winter. Someone woke him up and invited him to dinner. I also invited him to enjoy singing and dancing ditties, invited him to take a hot bath, and finally sent him to the upper room. The most comfortable room was lit with the best anthracite, so it was very warm, and the bed was also the softest quilt. But until he was so happy I was about to fall asleep only to realize that I was still huddled by the side of the street, just now was just an illusion before I died." Dong Zhi was worried, "The villain has also told this story many times."

"interesting……"

Song You didn't ask, "How did it come out that it happened before he died?" Instead, he said: "It's a pity that there are no jade plates, delicacies, grapes and wines here. It's just mushy rice cakes, yesterday's rabbit meat and a piece of meat. It’s just snow water boiled in a pot, and there are no dignitaries, singing and dancing ditties, hot baths or going to the house, only a Taoist, a fire, and a thin blanket.”

"I don't dare to ask for too much, thank you sir." Dong Zhi said and paused, "When the villain told this story before, he didn't think much of it, but this time because he didn't expect the heavy snow a few nights ago, he shrank from the cold. I almost died under the tree, and I realized how painful it is to freeze to death. At that time, I thought that it would be a good thing if there was such an illusion before I died. It would be better if I didn’t wake up. , Casting spells made me feel dizzy, not fearing pain and causing the flesh to become bitter, and being able to die without pain is also a good thing, and I also thank him."

Fear of pain causes the flesh to become bitter...

This is an interesting statement.

Song You could hear the worry and hint in his tone, but he just smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't know if it's an illusion until I get out of this place and return to Hanzhou."

"possible……"

At this time, the rice cake with shredded rabbit meat in the pot was already cooked, Song You still filled a bowl for him first and handed it to him.

I looked around, but I didn't see the deer from the miasma fog.

So he asked again: "Do you still remember what happened before or during the coma?"

"Thank you..."

Dong Zhi still thanked him.

But what happened...

Dong Zhi couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Thinking of this, I really thought of something.

"The villain remembers that after he entered this forest, the tree was too big, and there was too much space between the trees. In addition, the miasma filled the air, and the clouds and mist covered his eyes. He couldn't tell which was which, and lost his direction for a while. Then No matter how I walked, it seemed that I couldn’t get out, and the days that were counted were good, and the miasma removal charms that were counted were used up, but it snowed heavily again, cold and hungry, so I fell to the ground and passed out.” Dong Zhi faced. Lu thought, "Later, I was in a daze and felt so hot that I seemed to start taking off my clothes. Then it seemed that a young man came to visit me and asked me what was wrong, but although I could hear him, I couldn't answer him. After a while, he put on the clothes for me, dragged me under the tree again, curled up and hugged me to keep me warm."

"No wonder..."

Song You looked at his clothes.

"What's wrong?"

Dong Zhi obviously also felt that his clothes were a little disheveled, as if he had taken them off and put them on indiscriminately.

"I have never been curious before. This place is two miles away from the place where I was unconscious. How did we find you?" Song You asked.

"this……"

Naturally, I was curious and puzzled.

But here, when I met them, this was not the only thing that was curious and puzzled.

In comparison, this is nothing.

"Please enlighten me, sir."

"We arrived here and just lit the fire. We planned to rest here, but suddenly a deer came to us and took us to the place where you were unconscious. Now that we think about it, it should have seen the flames and smoke from a long distance away. You came here because you were angry or heard our voices." Song You said with a smile, "That's why I said, you are very lucky."

"..."

Dong Zhi was stunned when he heard this.

Then the Taoist pointed to his clothes.

Dong Zhi looked down——

Although the dark clothes were worn out and dirty with a lot of dust, it was obvious that there was a lot of hair on them.

Just like the hair of a deer.

"Oh!"

Dong Zhi was shocked.

He is a storyteller, and he has heard such stories before, especially after arriving in the north.

For example, what he himself said most often——

The hunters in the mountains of Zhaozhou make a living by hunting, but the hunters who have been living in the mountains all their lives also sometimes make mistakes. A sudden snowstorm may trap the old Orion on the mountain, freezing to death and starving to death. There was a rumor that when a hunter was on the verge of freezing to death, he felt someone hug him to keep him alive. After the wind and snow subsided the next day, there were no traces of people around him, but only a few animal hairs. The old hunter also gave up, and stopped hunting in the mountains, and changed his livelihood.

I have told stories all my life, but I never thought that I would actually walk into the story today.

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