I didn't intend to be a Fairy

Walking out of Mozhu County, there is still snow on the ground.

However, the whiteness and thickness of the cold winter months are gone. The soil and last year's weeds are exposed on the ground, and the official road is only in the low-lying places with backlight, where snow accumulates.

The Taoist walked for half a day and covered dozens of miles.

Find a place, sit down and rest.

The old hen presented by the innkeeper had been killed and cleaned by him, and the hazel mushrooms had been soaked. After half an afternoon of tossing, they were all in the pot, turning into a pot of stew, bubbling.

Mistress Sanhua turned into a human form, squatting down, holding a piece of firewood, carefully controlling the fire, looking into the pot from time to time, sniffing her nose, thinking about whether this method can replace the main ingredients.

The Taoist sat cross-legged on the side, holding "Yudi Ji Sheng" in his hand, thinking about the next route.

Zhaozhou is very big, it is very big on the map.

If this is the case, it may be that the person who drew the map was a little biased, but the Zhaozhou article also made it clear that although the number of counties in Zhaozhou is similar to that of other states, due to historical reasons, the territory of each small county in Zhaozhou It is also comparable to the big county in the south, which is really big.

These days I live in the city, go to teahouses to listen to books, and often hear stories about Zhaozhou. The human landscape, the monsters in the rivers and lakes, and the abundance of prostitute temples and evil priests, the Taoist also heard the general idea.

Knowing what she knew, she reached out and broke off a small stick from the firewood that Empress Sanhua had picked up, put it in the fire and burned it, took it out after burning, and blew it out. After grinding it on the ground, a sharp stick appeared Charcoal Pencils.

Empress Sanhua turned her head and stared at him.

The look is almost the same as when he turned into a cat.

When she saw any strange movements or unusual behaviors by the people around her, she had to cast her eyes over and stare at them, either in doubt or in thought. Empress Sanhua is very smart, sensitive and eager to learn, if she thinks other people's behavior is reasonable and worth learning, she will secretly write it down.

Work hard for yourself to become as powerful as the Taoist.

"brush……"

The Taoist drew a crooked line on the map.

This is the next route.

"Cuckoo..."

The heat from the pot has brought a strong aroma, and the soup inside has become thick, even looking a little sticky, and there are large pieces of chicken and hazel mushrooms in the soup.

"alright……"

The Taoist threw the book in his hand aside.

Reach for bowl and spoon.

"alright!"

Empress Sanhua also immediately threw aside the traitor stick she carefully selected, almost exactly the same as the Taoist priest throwing the book, and then went to get her own small bowl.

At the same time, I did not forget to raise my head and say to the swallow on the tree: "Do you want to eat the swallow? I will leave you a chicken wing!"

"Plop flop..."

The swallow flapped its wings and flew to another tree.

"..."

Empress Sanhua looked puzzled and kept casting her eyes there, but she didn't care much about the big meat at the moment, she shook her head, then held the small bowl in both hands, approached the pot, and stared at the Taoist priest eagerly.

One bowl of chicken per person, steaming hot.

The Taoist took a piece, took a breath, and put the hot chicken into his mouth.

Needless to say, the umami taste of old hens that have been freed from the local area for several years. The local hazel mushrooms are also delicious. Song You almost followed the local method, but added a few pieces of fragrant leaves, cinnamon and star anise, and boiled the soup. It became thick and crystal clear golden yellow, with a lump of meat and soup, the taste is really immortal.

Especially in the wild in this snowy season, no matter the taste or temperature, it is satisfying.

"call……"

Song You really wants to have a bowl of rice right now, or a pot of soup cakes and noodles, even a few steamed buns on the side of the pan. He can imagine that they are wrapped in soup and eaten with meat and mushrooms. tasty.

After eating a lump of meat, he aimed at the little girl again:

"How does Empress Sanhua feel?"

"Empress Sanhua thinks it's delicious."

"It's good to eat."

"Empress Sanhua finds it strange."

"What's wrong?"

"Mistress Sanhua seems to like to eat human food more and more." The little girl held the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, stopped eating, but frowned, and said to him seriously, "In the past, when Empress Sanhua ate human food for the first time, she felt that the food was almost the same. Whether it was fruit or grass, it was not tasty. The meat was delicious, but no matter what vegetables or mushrooms were added to it, it was all meat. Taste, but now it tastes different.”

"Yeah?"

"Yes!"

"That's it..."

"That's it..."

"But Empress Sanhua still likes to eat mice as always." Song You said to the little girl.

"certainly!"

The little girl nodded seriously.

Rats are delicious.

How can you not like to eat mice?

Cats are iron, rats are steel, and they will feel itchy if they don't eat a meal.

Song You turned to look at her again: "Mistress Sanhua stood up and showed me."

"Mistress Sanhua stands up and shows you..."

The little girl turned her head to look at him. Although she was puzzled, she also stood up with the bowl in her arms. While standing up, she continued to eat the meat. While eating the meat, she stared at him suspiciously.

"Mistress Sanhua seems to have grown a little taller again."

"It's grown a little taller!"

"I think."

"How much taller have you grown?!"

"A little bit, or a little bit more, the exact amount will be known only after returning to Changjing." Song You said with a smile to her, "I hope that wall is still there."

"It must be a lot!"

"perhaps……"

The Taoist smiled again and continued eating meat.

Although I only walked for half a day today, I couldn't go. This old hen weighing a few catties can't finish a meal for one person and one cat. Even if there is an extra supper tonight, it still can't finish it. Moreover, this pot of stewed chicken is so full that even the soup and water can't be taken away at all. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it until tomorrow morning.

At this time, I miss Wu Xia a little bit.

Or Shu Daxia.

People who practice martial arts have big appetites, if they are around, they can probably finish a meal.

Now it's time to spend the night here.

exactly...

The Taoist stared into the distance.

There is a bamboo grove in the distance, I brought my own rice, and I will chop the bamboo tube later, although the pot is occupied, but I can still cook a bamboo tube rice tomorrow morning.

Since the road ahead is long, there is no need to be impatient, just take care of your preferences slowly and pass slowly.

That's how you feel comfortable.

"Wow..."

The spring breeze flipped the book.

Just landed on the page of the map.

The map is approximate, and the line is only approximate. It circles the territory of Zhaozhou, almost forming an open circle, going around to Hanzhou and leading to Guangzhou.

...

From spring to summer, Zhaozhou is still cool.

Inside the tea house in Mozhu County.

Perhaps because of summer, the business in the teahouse picked up a bit, and the young man was free, so he finally came to the door of the teahouse again, but he still didn’t dare to go in. He just stood at the door of the teahouse with a few other people who either looked downcast or were stingy, and looked inside. Look around and prick up your ears.

Teenagers have always been measured.

The shop owner of the teahouse almost knew him too.

Knowing that the life of this young man is miserable, he has no father and no mother, and although he listens outside the door, he never blocks the door and the way. Although the clothes are worn out, they are not dirty or smelly, so the influence is not great. On the contrary, sometimes something needs to be moved in the shop, but whenever the restaurant shopkeeper comes to ask a question or give him a look, the young man is willing to work hard, and the shopkeeper doesn't often chase him away.

The store in the inn next door is different.

Although the owner of the inn is stingy and reluctant to spend money, he is the neighbor of the tea house, and the two parties have friendship. When there are few customers in the teahouse, you can go into the room to sit. When there are many customers, you can move a bench and sit at the door without haste. This is a completely different treatment from these down-and-out people.

"The Qingfeng Sword...

"Your seated green bull...

"..."

Mr. Storyteller didn't have much stuff in his stomach, so he tossed and turned, and told those few stories, going around and around, and then told the story of the gods and masters in the Northern Army last year who subdued demons and exterminated demons.

Fortunately, this storyteller's skills are good, and he speaks in cadence, even if you have heard it before, you will still find it wonderful if you listen to it again.

Especially in this age of lack of entertainment.

The boy still listened with gusto.

The shopkeepers of the inn are all to pass the time.

Just listening, a quack man who was also standing outside the door next to the young man couldn't help but twitched his lips, as if a little disdainful:

"What are you making up..."

It's not loud, but it's not small either.

Many listeners in the teahouse heard it.

The storyteller cast his gaze at him, he knew how true or false his story was, and as a storyteller, he definitely had no reason to contradict the audience, so he just pretended not to hear it.

The shop owner of the teahouse also cast their eyes, but seeing the man's strong figure and wearing an iron rod, he didn't dare to speak.

However, he is not the only one of the down-and-out people outside the door.

The other person heard this and was curious, so he asked in a low voice: "What other words do you have, brother?"

The boy aimed at them and pricked up his ears.

"I can't talk about anything else. It's just that the Sa family just came from Hezhou, and the news from Yanzhou heard from there is not what the old man said."

"How to say?"

"Then what kind of old fairy with white beard and hair? Where did the green bull and young tiger come from? Where did the green sharp sword come from? I haven't heard of it! I haven't heard of it! This old man either made it up by himself, or I don’t know where I heard some untrue things! Isn’t this nonsense?” The man was drooling, “Everyone in Hezhou and Guangzhou, which is closer to Yanzhou, knows that the god who helped General Chen to eliminate demons is not at all. That's what the old man said!"

"Brother, talk!"

"I heard that the god manifested in the appearance of a young Taoist. He looked only in his twenties, and he didn't have any green cattle. It was a thin bay red horse, and it wasn't a tiger cub, just a The beautiful three-flowered cat is said to be made of some star in the sky. There is no Qingfeng sword, but I heard that the Taoist used a bamboo stick." The Jianghu man grinned, "Basically passed These stories in Gwangju have been spread more and more false, but the Sa family has heard it all the way, and it is the first time I have encountered fakes like you."

When the Jianghu man was talking, he paid attention to everyone's reaction.

Especially the storyteller, and the two people sitting in the hall who looked like shopkeepers, and a few regular customers—although I didn't pay, I was shameless, and I couldn't get used to it if others scolded me. .

However, the storyteller was stunned on the spot.

The two suspected shopkeepers also froze in place, maintaining a posture of looking at him, but their expressions gradually became dull.

As for the few people who sat closest to the storyteller and looked like regular customers, they already showed doubts and thoughts, and then they couldn't help lowering their heads and started whispering with the people next to them.

The half-child next to him was also stunned.

"Then sir... do you have a name?"

"Name? When I was in Hezhou, I seemed to have heard that the gentleman's surname was Song or something. When I left Hezhou, I could talk about everything. Some were named Liu, some were named Zhang, and some had the same surname as the emperor's old son. I can't tell which one is real and which one is fake, most of them are all fake."

As soon as these words came out, the two people who seemed to be shopkeepers, as well as the half-children around them, suddenly became even more sluggish.

...

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