I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The stone slabs are suspended in the air and coiled into steps.

The monk stood in the middle of the mountain, looked up at the moon, and remained silent for a long time.

It took a long time before he lowered his head and continued to walk up.

The Taoist in the old Taoist robe still sits cross-legged in the middle of the high platform, the maid sits obediently behind him, and a three-colored cat is playing with three-color cloth balls on the high platform. When he turned around and glanced at him, he continued to be busy with his own affairs.

Pushing the ball with one paw, blocking it with the other, obviously there is only one cat, but it is very busy.

Suddenly the left paw lost to the right paw, and the cloth ball was accidentally pushed to the edge of the high platform, and the block was not in time, and fell down.

"brush!"

The cat rushed over immediately, pawed at the edge of the stone platform, and stared at the falling cloth ball.

The stone pillars are tens of feet high.

The cat was stunned for a while, and watched the cloth ball fall, and when it saw where it landed, it turned around and ran down to pick it up.

The monk sat in front of the Taoist again.

"Song Daoist, be polite."

"What's the matter, master?"

The monk had almost no nonsense, and said directly: "The poor monk wants to stay in the ghost city and save the evil spirits and evil spirits."

"..."

Song You paused for a while, and asked, "What is Duhua?"

"The resentful will feel at ease, and the evil will be kind."

"How long will you stay?"

"There is no need for poor monks here."

"Master must know that if the underworld is built, the future will be the way of reincarnation." Song You said, "Once these evil spirits and evil spirits that the master has saved enter reincarnation, everything will start anew."

"A moment of peace of mind is also a moment of peace of mind, and a moment of kindness is also a kindness of heart."

"What about the people in the world?"

"There are many monks in the world, but there is only one poor monk in the ghost town."

"But what if I said that in this ghost city, the master can only comfort the hearts of ghosts and persuade them to be good, but not to preach Buddhism?"

The monk was unmoved when he heard this, and his face was still calm. He put his hands together and bowed his head, and said only one sentence:

"This is the Dharma of the poor monk."

"Master, have you figured it out?"

"Thought it out."

Song You stopped asking him any more questions, and just said truthfully: "Master has traveled all over the ghost town with the Yin official during this time. As soon as it was said, there was the participation of Buddhist thoughts, and a place was reserved for a certain Buddhist Bodhisattva in this underworld."

"The poor monk is not a Bodhisattva, and he dare not be a Bodhisattva."

"Do you still remember what I said to the master in Guijun, Hezhou? The master is destined to become a Buddha." Song You said lightly, "Now the master's Buddhism is superb and his merits are immeasurable. The merit of returning to the county alone is no less There are many gods and Buddhas in the sky, not to mention the merits of other places."

"The poor monk has a humble way of doing things, and it is embarrassing for this job."

"That's wrong." Song You shook his head and said, "Today, the master is willing to stay here, in order to relieve the confusion of the ghosts, to dispel the grievances of the ghosts, and to persuade the evil ghosts to do good. This ghost city is already the Buddha of the ghosts here."

"The poor monk didn't do that."

"I have been waiting for Master for a long time." Song You said sincerely as he did to Yuewang Zhenjun, "Whether it is for Tiangong to decide which Bodhisattva sits here, or for the Lord Buddha to decide, I am not at ease and will never agree. If the master is not willing, he can walk freely in the ghost city, but the seat will always be vacant. If the master is willing, the Tiangong and the Buddhist gate will naturally be handed over to his subordinates. After that, the master will sit in the ghost city, whether it is a Buddha or a Bodhisattva , Yin spirits in the underworld, and people in the world naturally have scales in their hearts."

The monk puts his hands together and sits with his eyes closed.

The moonlight shines, and the sound of the piano floats.

The monk looks much more vicissitudes than a few years ago.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Amitabha……"

The monk opened his eyes and asked him, "Will the gods and Buddhas in the sky easily agree to the Taoist priest?"

"That's my job." Song You also responded to him, "Master and I each have their own strengths, just like when we returned to the county. Master does what the master is good at, and I do what I am good at, that's all."

"Amitabha……"

The monk bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name again, then slowly got up, his eyes were as bright as pearls, he stood up and said to the Taoist: "Does the Taoist priest still remember what the poor monk said?"

"Please say."

"Although the poor monk doesn't have the ability to tell fortunes and see the sky, he has eyes to see the heart. The world is chaotic, and the Taoist priest will not go on like this forever."

"..."

This sentence also dragged Song You into the snowstorm that day.

What came back then.

All have been forgotten.

The monk has gone down.

Halfway there, he looked up at Mingyue again and remained silent for a long time.

In fact, he has only been in this ghost city for a month and a half, and the last time he saw the bright moon was only two months ago, but now he is willing to stay here, fearing that he will not be able to see the bright moon for a long time.

The monk lowered his head and continued to walk down.

The cat grunted and finally climbed up.

This cat is just playing with a ball, it is not playing anywhere, but it wants to play on this high platform of tens of feet, and it often falls down, just picking up the ball up and down is very troublesome.

...

Autumn and winter come.

The gods of the Heavenly Palace came several times, but it was still the Cyanwood Immortal who was passing the message in the middle.

Song You liked dealing with this immortal man very much, he didn't help Tiangong to persuade him, he only acted as a middleman to spread the word.

Song You is not a national teacher, and he has no interest exchange with them, so naturally he will not retreat.

I want to invite Yuewang Shenjun to be the ghost emperor and sit in the underworld.

We want to invite He Xianweng to be the emperor of the first hall, that is, He Xiang, who stood up to help the building when Dayan was in crisis decades ago, and saved the people from the fire and water. He died for the benefit of the powerful class, and became a god after death because of the people's incense and belief. Speaking of which, he also had a predestined relationship with Song You's ancestor - when he went to the east to search for good seeds, he was instructed by Taoist Guo Tiansuan.

Although Song You had never met Taoist Tiansuan, his master's master always sounded kind.

Such a virtuous, capable, and immeasurable official, who was killed by the royal family and killed a donkey through the ages, is also idle in Tiangong, so it is perfect to be the emperor of the palace.

Song You talked to him directly and asked him to take up the post here. As for whether Tiangong recognizes it or not, it doesn't really matter.

As long as they dare not send troops to ask for it, the ghosts of the underworld will recognize it, and the people of the world will recognize it, and the Tiangong will also recognize it.

The gods are just like this, they exist in the hearts of the world, not on the altar or book of the Taoist temple.

Fomen also came here.

It's just that the Buddhist sect is weak, and whoever sits in the underworld may not be able to decide for himself. Now that Song You is so tough, the angel of the west only asked one question, knew who it was, and then left respectfully.

...

Winter is also gradually leaving.

In the early spring of the ninth year of Mingde.

A ghost town on earth will be built.

At this time, the area around Yeshan Mountain was no longer desolate, but there was a lot of greenery. A little girl sat cross-legged on the mountain and practiced seriously, getting closer to the big monster every day.

Swallow was a little distressed.

In the past year, he has spent all his time, and he has brought grass seeds and sprinkled dozens of miles around Yeshan Mountain. Not only has the wood spirit technique progressed extremely fast, but even his own magical powers have made great progress. The yin and ghost aura here has almost completely dissipated, but this kind of grass is still affected by it, and its growth is not as lush as the weeds in other places.

It was the last time the green wood fairy came here, before leaving, he said that there were only weeds and no trees here, which was uncoordinated, so he waved his hand to make many trees grow on the ground, but they all grew lush and lush.

Swallows often go to realize the mystery.

Suddenly, there was a bright light behind him.

"..."

Swallow turned around sharply.

The little girl also felt puzzled, looked up at the sky, but saw nothing, then continued to tilt her head back, and the upside-down Yeshan Mountain came into her eyes.

It's just that when the two little demons looked back, Yeshan was still the same, not moving at all.

The swallow flew over first.

The little girl scratched her head, got up and walked over.

As soon as I entered Yeshan, I saw that the world in the mountain suddenly became much wider. The world in the mountain was already much larger than Yeshan from the outside world, and now it has become much bigger. It is almost impossible to see the border. The original mountain was a ghost town, but now the ghost town has appeared in the distance.

I am afraid that the radius is tens of miles wide.

"It's amazing..."

Swallow couldn't help murmuring in a low voice.

Wait until the cat also runs over, and fly forward with her.

When we arrived at the ghost city and approached the stone pillars in the city, we saw that the Taoist had stood up, walked down the floating stone steps step by step, and was halfway there.

The fox maid has also returned behind her master.

The Taoist walked down the high platform of stone pillars, met the eyes of many ghosts, walked towards the two figures beside the Fangqin platform, and bowed first:

"Thank you both for your help."

The maid sat still and said nothing.

The woman rested her elbows on the piano platform, propped her chin, and looked at him lazily: "It's a little effort..."

"I've always had a question, and I want to ask your step."

"Just say it."

"How do you know that the national teacher is practicing longevity pill?"

"Did you say the long letter?"

"Say it with one step, and I will believe it."

"That happened decades ago." The woman looked up at him, "In fact, this method has been called the Yin-Yang Longevity Method since ancient times, but it is too vicious, and the method is flawed, and the effect is not good. At most, it can only prolong life by a hundred years. , Only a few monks who have gone on evil ways will use it. However, Wan Jiang traveled around the world many years ago, and came across someone collecting medicinal materials. The medicinal materials are seven or eight points similar to Yin Yang longevity pills. After following the investigation, I realized that someone in the world has improved the yin and yang life extension method for countless generations, what a genius. But that is not the national teacher, but the national teacher's father."

"Be patient with one step."

"Anyway, I'm still fetching water from a bamboo basket, and the game is empty." The woman paused, "Now the ghost town has become its own world, no one can come in and out at will, the king of Yue and the king of the first hall have also taken office , the representative of Xitian has also returned to his position, I don't know what the chief plan is?"

"The purpose of going down the mountain is to walk in the world. Naturally, I have to leave and continue to travel around the world."

"When will we leave?"

"I will be leaving in a few days." Song You saluted again, "Thank you for your help, and also thank you for being accompanied by the sound of the piano for the next year. It relieved a lot of boredom and brought a lot of peace of mind to the ghost town of Yin Ling."

"Only play for the Taoist leader."

"..."

"Does the Taoist believe it?"

"Let's talk business."

"The Daoist is really ruthless."

"..."

"Okay, let's talk about business." The woman's expression became serious, she sat upright, and looked up at him, "What did the Taoist priest think about what Wan Jiang said earlier?"

"I've thought about it for a long time."

Song You didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, and looked at her: "We should have a suitable exchange."

"What exchange?"

"Although the ghost city is built, it is also very strong, but just in case, and to ensure the normal operation of the world here, we need a man with great magic power to sit in it." Song You said to her, "If you want to sit in the ghost city on earth until the underworld gathers and If it is successful, it can also be regarded as a blessing to Yin Ling, this longevity pill cultivated by Yin Ling can be given to your feet to help them cultivate Nine Tails."

"..."

The woman's expression froze immediately, and she looked at him.