I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"There is no room..."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"There is no room for a long time."

"Where is there room in the city?"

"It's full..."

"Oh, guest officer, I'm really sorry, the small shop really can't even sleep in the firewood room! Recently, there was a Liujiang meeting outside the city, and many people from the rivers and lakes came from all over the world. Not to mention the rebels in the city, they are the chicken feathers outside the city. The shops and temples are full, and many people in the rivers and lakes just find an alley, and make a shop for those who have shops, and use the sky as a bed for those without shops, and just make do with it.”

Song You asked for a long time, and got a bunch of rejections.

Maybe it's because there are too many people asking about the housing recently, and some people are also annoyed by the questioning. It's not perfunctory but they have lost patience.

But the last shop owner was kind-hearted. Seeing that he was a Taoist, he had a lot of conversations with him, and finally said: "But if the guest officer really doesn't want to sleep on the street, the villain can give you two ideas."

Song You immediately bowed and saluted:

"Ask the shopkeeper to advise."

"One is that the guest officer knocked on the doors of the nearby people's homes to inquire. Some of them are smart and have no female relatives at home. Now they have made beds at home and sold them to those Jianghu people to live in, earning this sum of money." The owner is a person. Older people have such patience, "Besides, the guest officer is a Taoist gentleman, no better than those Jianghu people, even if you meet ordinary people, say a few good words, meet kind-hearted people, or believe in Buddhism People, let Mr. stay here."

"Dare to ask the shopkeeper, what is the second way?"

"The second is the Zoujiao Temple outside the East City Gate. The master of the Taoist temple has a bad temper. Many people from the Jianghu come to ask for a place to stay, but he doesn't answer. You can try your luck, maybe the temple master will respond."

"Thank you store."

Song You only thanked the shopkeeper repeatedly.

Turned around and went back to the street.

There are still people coming and going.

Sanhuamao raised her head to look at him in doubt, although she didn't open her mouth, it was obvious from her expression that Song You seemed to have heard her voice.

So he whispered:

"Go outside the city."

Comparing the two, it is more difficult to go to Jiaoguan to stay overnight, but the accommodation conditions are obviously better and cleaner. It is still early today, so naturally we should go to Jiaoguan first to try our luck.

Maybe the masters of the Jiao Temple just don't like those Taoist inheritors who are too deeply involved with the martial arts? Thinking about it again, Anqing is so picturesque and famous, the Liujiang Conference has been held more than 20 times, and there have been two masters of Fulong temple born and traveled in more than a hundred years, maybe they have been here before, maybe I also rushed to the Liujiang Conference, and I was troubled by the question of where to stay.

One person and one horse went to the east city.

The cat was afraid of being stepped on, so it stood on the horse's back.

There are quite a few people who love cats these days, and even many people in the Jianghu who dare to fight and kill also bow down to the soft voice and soft body of cats. Mistress Sanhua was beautiful again, and Master Kong praised her as extraordinary, and many people turned their heads for her along the way. There were also those who raised their eyebrows at her, and some even reached out to touch her. Empress Sanhua can actually smell the kindness of people, but she is not a pet cat after all, and she has lived alone for many years, so she is not used to the liking and teasing of these strangers.

Tired of dodging, the Taoist happened to turn around and asked her if she wanted him to hug her. After thinking for a while, she also jumped into his arms.

Both sides benefited at once.

Going out of the city from the east gate, there is a view not far away.

The Taoist temple is not big or small, with a courtyard wall, a banner on the top of the mountain gate, and the gilt handwriting is like a dragon and a snake:

Take a look!

Look around the mountain gate:

Heaven and earth are selfless, doing good will naturally bring blessings;

The sages have taught, and self-cultivation can make the family healthy.

There is no need for Song You to knock on the door, several Jianghu people have already arrived here, wanting to stay here.

Most Jianghu people are fastidious, but they are also crude.

So this stress is divided into two kinds.

Some people are sensible, know how to measure, know how to advance and retreat, know what to do and what not to do, and how to do things in the world, which is from the inside out. Some people only pay attention to following the rules. The reason they pay attention is to get equal returns from others. If they fail to do so, they may change their face.

Just like a few Jianghu people at this time.

After knocking on the door, when asking for accommodation, he clasped his fists and bowed his body, his words were polite, and the etiquette was in place, but when he found himself like this and others still didn't want to stay with them, he felt a little resentful and aggrieved , I felt that I was asking for courtesy, but the other party did not treat each other with courtesy, and I was despised, so I wanted to ask for an explanation.

But the boy was young, so he wasn't easy to scare.

"You heroes must know that every five years you hold a conference in Anqing. Many people from the Jianghu come. How many famous sects are there? How many masters are there? I don't think anyone has stayed overnight?"

"What do you mean? You are a brave boy!"

"Think about it, heroes, if some masters of the rivers and lakes come with swords, they can stay in the temple. My temple is already full of people... Do you really think that you came early?"

After thinking about it carefully, the faces of the Jianghu people turned blue and white, looked at each other a few times, found a scene to talk about, and turned away.

When passing by Song You, it is necessary to take a few more glances.

Someone scolded him for not leaving yet, did he also want to be cold-faced, Song You just smiled, and waited until they were far away, then stepped forward and bowed in salute.

The tone is gentle from the inside out:

"The Taoist priest is polite."

The little boy looked him up and down, and saw that he was wearing Taoist robes, holding a cat in his arms, with a delicate and fair face, he didn't look like a Jiang Hu person, so he didn't rush to close the door lest he knock again, he just asked:

"What's the matter, Daoist?"

"My surname is Song, my name is You, and my name is Menglai. I practiced in Fulong Temple on Yinyang Mountain, Lingquan County, Yizhou. After traveling here, I saw that the city was overcrowded. I wanted to stay here."

Tong'er took another look at him.

Taoist priests generally do not claim to be subordinate.

"Are you really a Taoist priest?"

"There is a ultimatum."

"Do you practice martial arts or practice Taoism?"

"No martial arts."

"I don't know if I can take a look..."

Unknowingly, Tong'er's tone became more polite.

It seems that Song You's guess was right before, the master of the temple is not merciless, but just doesn't like rough people. As for some Taoist temples called Taoist sects who are actually descendants of martial arts sects, they may feel that they are too deeply involved in the world, or they neglect Taoist practice because of martial arts training, so they don't like it.

So Song You took out the ultimatum and handed it over respectfully.

Seeing this booklet, Tong'er remained calm, opened it and read it carefully, then handed it to him, and said: "Let me go and report to Master first, and Master will make a decision."

The viewer seems to be inside, and can hear voices.

"Master, there is a Taoist priest outside the door. He said that he did not practice martial arts, but that he came from a trip to Yizhou. He is the descendant of Fulong Temple in Yinyang Mountain in some county..."

"What view?"

"Fulong Temple."

"Yinyang Mountain Fulong Temple?"

"The disciple read the ultimatum, and it was written like this."

"Ask him to come in!"

Song You pursed his lips when he heard the words, lowered his head and looked at the cat.

At this time, there was already a sound of footsteps inside the door, from far to near, and when the door opened again, there was no longer a crack.

"Guests please come in."

The little Tong'er walked behind him first, wanting to lead the horse for him, but found that there was no rein, he was stunned for a moment, then waved the air to cover up his embarrassment, and said to him: "Brother Dao, just put the horse in the courtyard, brother Dao Without a rein, there is no need to tie it up if you think about it, right?"

The title was also changed.

Song You thanked him, looked up, and saw an old Taoist walking towards him quickly, with an eager look on his face.

"You are the descendant of Fulongguan?"

"The juniors are polite..."

"But Fulong Temple in Yinyang Mountain, Lingquan County?"

"Exactly."

"Do you know Taoist Duoxing!?"

"It's the tutor."

"She...how is she now?"

When Song You saw this old man's appearance, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head secretly in his heart.

I had long thought that my master or ancestor might have been to Zoujiao Temple, but I also set the probability very low in my heart, but I didn't expect that not only came, but also seemed to have a lot of fate.

Thinking in my heart, it doesn't affect the surface respectfully:

"The teacher is still safe."

"Come on, come on!"

The old Dao immediately pulled him in, and told Tong'er to prepare dinner for Song You.

"what's your name?"

"Song You, the word Menglai."

"Do you have a Taoist number?"

"There is no Taoist number."

"My name is Qingyangzi, have you heard your master mention it?"

"...Juniors have always had a bad memory."

"oh……"

Qingyangzi suddenly showed a disappointed expression.

Then he said: "Is your Taoist temple closed? I went to Yinyang Mountain to look for it in the early years, but I didn't find anything."

"Taoist temples are often hidden behind closed mountains."

"Frequent?"

"...Usually close the mountain in the morning, so that you can sleep until you wake up naturally."

"What about the afternoon?"

"... Sometimes the mountain is closed in the afternoon, sometimes not. Even if it is not closed, most of the pilgrims from the bottom of the mountain can come. In short, in these years, I have never seen Master's old people visit."

"It turned out to be like this..."

Qingyangzi felt regretful again.

It seems that I have gained some comfort in my regret.

At least not just seeing him, but all the old people are gone.

So I had to say: "The Taoism of a multi-line Taoist leader is naturally far beyond what a poor Taoist can compare. It is normal and normal to find it..."

Mumbling to himself, the voice is getting smaller and smaller.

Song You even shook his head secretly.

It's hard to imagine that such an old Taoist priest would be so absent-minded.

But I'm not surprised.

It is true that Master seldom told him about his early traveling career, but based on the few things he heard and the details accumulated over twenty years of getting along, he can probably guess some things.

That old man should have looked good when he was young.

After all, it is still rare for a woman to walk in the rivers and lakes these days. If she is not as good at martial arts as Wu Xia, or as good as the old man when she was young, in short, she must rely on something.

Good-looking, profound morals, outgoing personality, loves to make friends, is not bound by worldly affairs, regardless of government ghosts and gods, so he makes friends everywhere.

It is old age when I returned to the Taoist temple, my appearance faded, I was stubborn and refused to prolong my life, and I was proud and unwilling to see people, so I lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely went out. Later, she figured it out and didn't care about it anymore, but at this time she fell in love with loneliness instead, and spent most of the day in a daze alone, talking with starlings, sleeping or doing other favorite things, love Get along with yourself and enter a new realm.

Fairy and fairy dust are inseparable from each other.

It's just that the road is long and the river goes north and south, and I don't know how many people's youth has been missed.

Are many people gone?