I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"Why did fellow Taoist come here in the rain?"

"Today, a good believer invited Pindao to come to the city to see the weird things happening in his house. The believer was anxious, and Pindao couldn't delay, so he went into the city in the rain." Wen Pingzi said, "I thought it was not far from the Taoist friend's residence. Last time I haven't seen you for a while, so I came over to visit my fellow Taoist, but I didn't inform you in advance."

"A Taoist should be so natural and casual, so why should fellow Taoists be so polite." Song You picked up the tea cup and said, "It's cold outside, please have a cup of hot tea, fellow Taoist, to ward off the cold."

"Thank you."

Wen Pingzi took the tea with both hands and took a sip.

The tea soup is bright red and clear, with a rich woody aroma.

"Good tea! Really good tea!"

"The Royal Tribute Dragon Group was given to us by an old friend when we were in Changjing. It is said that it becomes more fragrant with age and is best stored for three to five years. I rarely drink it, and now I have this. I guess it's time for the flavor to be at its best." Song You also picked up the tea cup, put it under his nose, smelled it first, and then tasted it carefully.

The tea he made did not add so many messy things. Although it would be good to add some prunes to the dragon dumpling, he also added very little to preserve the tea aroma to the greatest extent.

The first time I pried open the dragon ball to cook it, I knew it was good tea, but the aroma was still a little turbid. After tasting it carefully, there was still some warehouse smell that was difficult for ordinary people to taste, which was caused by mold and dust. Now all the miscellaneous smells have basically disappeared over time in the wind on the road, and the fragrance has become clearer. It is a complex and pure woody fragrance, which has indeed improved to a higher level.

"Fellow Taoist cooks well too."

Wen Pingzi took a few sips, held the cup in his hand, and felt the temperature coming from the wall of the cup, which warmed him who had just walked out of the rain, but he said with some worry:

"Since the beginning of this year, dead creatures in the world have become spirits and appeared in the world. Demons and evil spirits have appeared frequently. There are several that I am aware of and have gone to exorcise. This is not a good sign."

"yes."

Song You also put down his tea cup.

Knowing that Wen Pingzi came in the rain, he guessed that Wen Pingzi must have come to tell him these things.

"Fellow Taoist thinks..."

Wen Pingzi looked at Song You.

"Throughout the past and present, there are constant ups and downs, and endless ups and downs. Every time there is peace, the evil spirits will definitely converge. If troubled times are coming, the evil spirits will appear frequently. It is a reincarnation every few hundred years, and it has never changed. They seem to be more powerful than us. You can smell changes in the world." Song You nodded, "This is indeed not a good sign."

"As expected..."

Wen Pingzi obviously had some guesses, but when he got the evidence from Song You, he couldn't help but be shocked and murmured to himself: "Now is an unprecedentedly prosperous time..."

"yes."

"Nowadays, there are more and more ghosts. If troubled times come, and corpses are everywhere, wouldn't the ground be full of ghosts?" Wen Pingzi said worriedly.

"I will set off in a few days to leave Yangdu and try to resolve this matter as soon as possible." Song You looked calm and paused, "But before that, if there are evil spirits causing trouble and evil spirits harming people, we will have to trouble ourselves. Practitioners like you work hard to help the troubled times and eliminate evil spirits."

"This is Pindao's duty!"

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. My Taoist friends are very capable, but running around here and there will eventually lead to a loss of health. It is simple to learn the method of God. It would be better if it can be spread and passed down."

"If troubled times come, how can a poor Taoist protect himself?"

"I admire your conduct, fellow Taoist!"

"Fellow Daoist Song has vast supernatural powers and boundless magic power. Can he possibly prevent this troubled world from coming?" Wen Pingzi asked.

"..."

Song You was silent for a moment, and then replied: "We can only delay, and we can only try to make the people's lives better. However, this is the general trend of the world, but it is extremely difficult to stop it."

"Fellow Taoist can't you too?"

"no."

Wen Pingzi fell silent and looked thoughtful.

After drinking a few more sips of tea, I subconsciously looked around, but I only saw the little girl squatting next to add firewood to the Sencha stove, and the swallows still huddled under the eaves. Then I said:

"Have you heard about this, fellow Taoist? The Holy One has already established a crown prince."

"oh?"

Song You turned to look at him.

Finally established a savings...

It seems that the old emperor is also dying soon.

"It happened at the beginning of this month, about ten days ago. Two days ago, a devotee from Changjing came to Tianxing Temple to offer incense. I just heard about it. I guess the news will come over in a few days."

"But Li's legitimate son?"

"How do fellow Taoists know?"

"Guess."

"It's the little prince, Lin Shi." Wen Pingzi narrowed his eyes and said, "When we were in Changjing before, Pindao had dealt with the little prince. He is the legitimate son, with a legitimate name, elegant and gentle, and a member of a large civil and military family in the country. We all hope that your majesty will make him the prince, how can we cause chaos in the world?"

"I haven't been in Changjing for a long time, so I don't know."

Song You also twirled his tea cup, his eyes in a trance.

Although he did not have the skills of Master Tianshu, in a daze, he seemed to have seen what would happen in the future.

Either the prince died young, or the old emperor delayed it too late.

"Oh, then I'll be in trouble, fellow Taoist."

"I would also like to thank fellow Taoist."

The two Taoists only bowed to each other.

The girl squatted in a ball and concentrated on making fire and boiling water.

…

The heavy rain continued for three days before stopping.

Exactly three days.

It was raining heavily outside the temple, and no one came at all. Moreover, I heard that the roads outside were blocked, and the Yangjiang River was swollen, turning into a flood. During these three days, Huo Erniu had nothing to eat or anything to eat except for drinking some rainwater under the eaves when he was thirsty. There was no one to talk to, so he had to listen to the sound of rain every day.

The sound of rain is noisy, but it is all rain.

There was no other sound in the middle.

Since he was born, the world has never seemed to be quiet for such a long time.

No one spoke, and I couldn't make a sound. I couldn't even talk to myself. At first, I could make some noise to relieve the boredom. Later, I lost my strength due to hunger, so I had to huddle in a corner and enter the world of life. The most silent period of time.

But during these silent days, Huo Erniu often thought about things that he had never thought of before.

What I think about most is a different version of myself——

Huo Erniu, who is paid to help others eliminate disasters;

Huo Erniu who went to the cemetery to stay overnight for a hundred cents;

Huo Erniu, who was teased and called stupid;

Huo Erniu, who is huddled at home and hungry like today;

Huo Erniu, who almost froze to death in winter;

That day, Huo Erniu, who was drunk, thinking about legends and dreaming of becoming a demon slayer, stole the magic weapon of the gods and ran out of the city in excitement;

Huo Erniu, who was treated respectfully by the county magistrate;

Huo Erniu, who was warmly received by the villagers and coaxed and drank;

And Huo Erniu, who was silent and hungry at this time;

…

The weaker the body, the more active the brain.

Feeling groggy and having a good nap.

I was thinking about many things in my dream.

Huo Erniu seemed to gradually understand the reason why he was still uneasy even though he had obtained the treasure, fame and wealth, but he couldn't explain it.

Because I am stupid, because this truth does not come from books, nor does I hear it from other people's mouths. It is just the enlightenment and understanding that I naturally get at a certain time, and it is my own harvest. And only those who are good at words and summaries can speak it out and pass it on to others.

Huo Erniu doesn't have this ability.

I don't have the heart to think about it.

Anyway, he is mute now. He will be mute for a month. Even if he wants to say something, he cannot speak, nor can he write. Moreover, I was unbearably hungry. When I woke up, three days had passed. The most important thing was to fill my stomach.

The steamed buns that Huo Erniu brought were already sour, but he still swallowed them. As expected, the soured steamed buns did not bother him at all. After a while, he regained some strength and walked out of the room. Looking around at the ruined temple that almost collapsed in the wind and rain.

The sky and the earth after the rain are extremely clean. I don't know if it is clouds or fog that have stopped in the mountains and on the Yangtze River below, adding a touch of freshness to the world.

The ground was soaked in water, but there were no footprints.

Huo Erniu stepped forward, sinking into the mud every step of the way.

The mountain road ahead is indeed broken.

Collapsed mountains washed away the road, and broken trees were washed down, blocking the road.

Huo Erniu went to the foot of the mountain with great difficulty, wanting to tell the villagers that the evil ghost in the mountain had been killed by him, but he was speechless.

Fortunately, some villagers took the initiative to ask him.

"Has the evil spirit been eliminated?"

Huo Erniu nodded repeatedly.

The human voice that reached his ears actually moved him a little.

"That's great!"

"Finally eliminated!"

"You can have a peaceful life!"

"But Mr. Huo has been in the mountain for several days. The evil ghost must be difficult to deal with. It's really a good job..."

"Why doesn't Master Huo speak?"

"Huh?"

Huo Erniu couldn't respond to them, and even because he couldn't speak, he didn't laugh with them.

With less energy on his mouth, he moved his energy to other places, allowing him to notice more clearly the joy and gratitude of the villagers.

This made him somewhat happy after being hungry for three days.

Then, as expected, he was warmly entertained by the villagers, with hot drinks and food, good vegetables and meat, and hot water was boiled for him to take a bath. The money promised earlier was also handed over to him.

It's just that many people asked him why he suddenly stopped talking. Everyone had their own guesses. He couldn't answer it and didn't know how to answer it. Some people also found that his precious bamboo stick was missing, and curiously asked where he had gone. They were full of suspicion, but he still could not answer and had no face to answer.

Until he walked out of the countryside, his hands were empty. Without the bamboo stick, he had no ability to eliminate monsters and fight ghosts. Naturally, he felt disappointed.

Looking up at the mountain, I was silent for a long time.

Suddenly remembering it, he turned back to the village, gestured and borrowed a hoe and an ax from the villagers, and then went up the mountain.

Roads need to be built.

Just practice, how tired can it be?

Grandpa has made a lot of money these days. Whether it's money, wine, food or fame, you can't earn it by building ten roads. If you build another one, you can treat it as working for him, and it will be a good thing.

Will Huo Erniu use up all his strength to build the road?

Can building roads be more difficult than fighting ghosts?

Grandpa is here...

After eating and drinking, the rough man went up the mountain. He kept talking to himself in his mind, making fun for himself. He didn't talk to anyone, but just cleared the roadblocks, shoveled rocks, and repaired the road.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain were all surprised and speculated constantly.