I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The old and narrow alleys cannot pass horse-drawn carriages. The mottled walls on both sides and the green at the foot of the walls are the traces left to this small town by time. The young Taoist walks through it, and the picture is not in violation of harmony. However, behind the Taoist was a three-colored cat walking in small steps, and there was a bird on its head.

The young man lowered his head from time to time to look at the cat, and raised his eyes to look at the swallow from time to time, alert but did not ask much.

A Taoist voice came from beside him: "Look at the way you speak and act, you look like a Jianghu."

"It's just a matter of begging for a meal outside."

"I don't know what to call it?"

"..."

The young man was silent for a while, and then looked at the Taoist: "Shouldn't the Taoist register first?"

"Excuse me, my surname is Song Mingyou. The cat next to me is named Sanhua Niangniang. It has been five and a half years since I traveled the world hand in hand in the late summer of the first year of Mingde."

"..."

The young man was silent for a while, and then he turned slightly sideways and cupped his hands with him: "My surname is Xu, Xu Nuo's name is Qiu'an."

"Your name is elegant."

"It's none of my business whether it's elegant or not."

"You look like someone practicing martial arts?"

"Practice some self-defense moves in your spare time, it's not called martial arts." The young man was calm and modest, not at all reckless at this age, maybe the children of this year should be in charge at this time, and he laughed at Song You self-deprecatingly She smiled, "It's not easy to mess around, especially when you're young, and I just don't want to be bullied."

"I see."

Song You just smiled at him and didn't say much.

The Taoist doesn't understand martial arts, and he can't tell a person's martial arts from his breath and walking pace, but after all, he has dealt with several top martial artists in the world. At this time, he saw that the young man's body was solid, and his right hand was covered with thick calluses. It doesn't look like it was caused by work, but it looks like it was developed by holding a knife and a sword. The left hand is normal, so I know that no matter how much the young man has practiced, he is definitely not rushing for self-defense moves.

Most people who practice martial arts these days start from teenagers, and this kind of half-grown teenagers are the best time to practice martial arts.

It's not surprising that the Great Yan favored martial arts, especially in the north.

Following the boy farther and farther, turning a few alleys, the three-flowered cat sneezed while walking on the road. The Taoist sniffed when he saw this, and smelled a faint smell of spices.

I knew immediately that the boy was not a liar.

Of course, this has long been seen.

This is a carriage and horse shop located at the north gate of the city. It provides accommodation services, but it is relatively simpler than the inn. Unlike the inn, it is more convenient for them to park horses and provide warehouses to store goods.

"I'll ask."

The young man glanced at Song You, then went up to the store and asked where the spice seller lived.

Got an answer quickly.

I don’t know if I feel that Taoist talked to him on the road, and his tone is rare and polite, and there is some affection, or I feel that Taoist walks the world alone, and there is something strange, just like the storyteller in the teahouse today. Like the immortal master who killed the demons in the army, he was liked by boys his age, or it was just because of the common care of monks and Taoists in Dayan people. In short, he should have asked for money and left immediately after he was taken to the road. At this time, he was not so eager, but stopped to help Song You talk to the vendor with a strong accent, saying that he wanted to buy spices.

There is a posture of sending Buddha to the west.

The vendors were very enthusiastic and invited Song You into the house to choose.

The young man didn't dare to follow in, so he leaned against the door frame, staring with his eyes open, turning his head from time to time to meet the swallows on the tree outside the house.

"The guest officer has good eyesight. This is the top-quality cumin that came in from the Western Regions. We brought it in from Changjing, and we are going to sell it in Zhoucheng. We pass by here and take a short break. If the guest officer likes it and the price is cheap, we will treat it as a cumin plant." It’s a little bit of strength to carry us to Zhoucheng, a catty less is a catty, and two taels less is two taels.”

Song You grabbed a few, put them in front of him and sniffed them lightly.

Cumin is cumin, but it is not necessarily superior.

He also lived in Changjing for a year. He originally lived in Xicheng, and went to Xishi a few times. This cumin is just an ordinary commodity in Changjing Xicheng.

Song You was about to ask the price when he glanced out of the corner of his eye.

I saw a sack next to it, with an open mouth, filled with dried red spices.

"this……"

Song You froze for a moment.

"The guest officer is really an expert, and he saw novelty objects at a glance." The businessman said with an inarticulate accent, "I don't know if the guest officer has seen it, and I don't know if the guest officer has heard the legend of Yanxian's good breed. I heard that Yanxian is coming. While the improved species saved the world from famine, it also brought another object, which is this object, and the fairy named it pepper. The pepper tastes spicy, similar to the spicy of dogwood, pepper, and ginger, but it is more spicy than Cornel pepper and ginger can be used as seasoning, or as a side dish, and if used as medicine, it can cure rheumatism and cold, and can also help digestion and appetizing."

The dealer paused for a while, then looked at the Taoist: "We have never seen it before, but people in many places in the south have started to grow it. We tasted its dishes in the south and thought it was good, so we bought some. Take it to the north to try it out, if the guest officer doesn’t believe it, you can give the guest officer two, take it back and try it, if you like it, go to Dongcheng Street early tomorrow to buy it, and we will close the stall in the afternoon and leave.”

"Believe me."

Song You said with a smile.

"The story about Immortal Yan is not made up by a villain! Everything is true!" The businessman was afraid that he would not believe him, "Immortal Yan has become a god now, who dares to make up lies about his old man?"

"I also believe it."

The smile on Song You's face grew stronger.

This feeling is like when I first entered Mozhu County yesterday morning, I saw a woman processing preserved eggs on the side of the road, and saw the impact I had on the world, so intuitively, and so quickly, this This feeling is really indescribable.

Sanhuamao seems to be a little different.

However, her feeling was obviously different from that of the Taoist. She just sat at the feet of the Taoist, turned her head back, and looked at the swallows on the branches outside, as if talking to him.

Like a child in a school, when he hears something related to his classmate is mentioned in the teacher or the book, he can't help turning his head to look at this classmate.

"The guest officer..."

"Look at the others."

"OK……"

The merchant was obviously disappointed.

But soon cheered up.

Because the Taoist bought several kinds of spices, and bought a lot of them.

Seeing the appearance of the Taoist, he seemed to be very straightforward. With the merchants' active minds, the price would inevitably be higher, but the boy who led the way was very hateful. I got back to my original position, thanks to the fact that when I first arrived here in Mozhu a few days ago, I asked him to lead the way to the chariot and horse shop at the gate of the city, and gave him a few coins to lead the way.

Fortunately, the young man didn't continue to talk too much. In addition, when he came a few days ago, the young man not only led the way, but also helped carry the goods.

Satisfied, the Taoist walked out of the chariot and horse shop.

Vendors are also satisfied.

"Thank you just now." The Taoist and the young man saluted and thanked, and at the same time took out more than a dozen coins from their pockets, "If it wasn't for this, I would have paid a lot more. This is the guide money for my step. The money saved is rewarded, and the dividends counted as the money saved is also a reward."

The boy looked up to see him holding out his hand.

But only five copper coins were taken from his palm.

Then he said calmly to him:

"Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others is the job of leading the way. By the way, you can say as much as you want."

Song You saw the stubbornness in the young man's eyes.

This kind of stubbornness is actually rare, it only belongs to teenagers, but anyone who is older will be less.

"Thank you so much, sir."

Song You smiled, and without further ado, he withdrew his hand: "However, favors must not be owed, and good intentions must also be returned. This is also the rule in Jianghu. Let's wait until the next time we meet, and thank you again."

"Mr. is just a passer-by. Although Mozhu County is small, it is not easy to meet again." Although the young man was dressed in shabby clothes and his face was tanned, he actually looked handsome and had an extraordinary bearing. The precocious appearance of ordinary peasant children, at this time, his face was cold, "Let's talk about it when we meet."

"good."

The Taoist agreed calmly.

The boy turned and left.

The Taoist also went to the inn.

Mozhu County is very small and it is difficult to get lost.

On the way, I bought a flower pot, passed the road section that was not paved with bluestone, and shoveled some humus from the forest.

Back at the inn, Song You put the bought spices on the table one by one, Sanhuamao quickly jumped on the table, sniffed the spices, and couldn't help but sneezed again.

After sneezing, I couldn't help but smell it again.

"Don't get too close..."

Song You couldn't help stretching out his hand to separate it.

Sanhuamao wrinkled its nose twice, but did not continue to sniff stubbornly, but looked at the Taoist, until then he was able to ask him: "Why did the storyteller tell lies during the day?"

"It's not a lie." Song You reached out and scratched her head, "It's too far away from Yanzhou. It's that far from Yuezhou, and it's even farther from Guangzhou Hanzhou. The storyteller in the teahouse I haven't seen it with my own eyes or heard the first-hand news, and I just heard the legends of the rivers and lakes, maybe I didn't hear them all, so I made up some of them myself. The legends of the rivers and lakes are like this, and they will change when they are passed on. "

"Why did it become like that?"

"It just became what people prefer to hear."

"Why did Empress Sanhua turn into a little tiger?"

"A cat is a little tiger!"

"right……"

Mistress Sanhua's expression froze, she thought for a while before she said, "But Mistress Sanhua won't turn into the wind and fly away..."

"That is the supernatural power of monsters. Whether you can comprehend it depends on your understanding and luck. You can't force it."

"I won't grow up in the wind..."

"It rises against the wind."

"It rises against the wind!"

"Such spells are not difficult at all." The Taoist said to her, "The small ones have the technique of changing, which can make them bigger and smaller. The big ones have the law of heaven and earth, and they can also be made bigger. They all have similar effects."

"Do priests know?"

The three-flowered cat immediately stared at the Taoist.

"Taoists don't know." Song You said to her, smiling slightly, "However, there are practice books for this kind of magic hidden in my temple. If Empress Sanhua wants to learn it, she only needs to wait for more than ten years before returning to the temple. , you can borrow from the library to study slowly, and you will have a lot of time to practice."

"Well!"

Sanhuamao continued to stare at him: "Will the temple master lend it to Empress Sanhua?"

"My lord..."

Song You paused when he heard the words, shook his head, and then smiled at her and said, "I don't know, it depends on whether Empress Sanhua can please the viewer."

There is a little loneliness in the smile.

...

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