I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"Miss Sanhua, come down."

Song You raised his head and said to the calico cat on the mound.

"OK!"

Although the mound is high, it is easy to get down.

I saw the calico cat walking to the edge of the mound, looking down, then jumped up, used its strength several times on the bulge of the mound, and then landed easily on the ground.

"Is this the piece of soil we are looking for?" Mao'er raised his head and stared at Song You.

"Exactly."

"There's no need to look for it."

"Exactly."

"The swallows don't have to fly in the sky all the time." The cat turned to look to the side again, "The swallows are tired."

"Yan An is useless..."

Yanzi lowered his head in shame.

"It's just fate. Fate didn't let us find the way to the underground, but it saved us energy in other places." Song You said with a smile, "It's just another experience."

Yanzi nodded after hearing this and said nothing more.

"Well……"

The cat crawled closer, looked up and stared at the aura in Song You's hand, and was attracted by the red light, so there were no distracting thoughts or worries in his heart. His eyes were crystal clear, filled only with the red light, involuntarily. The man stood up and stretched out his claws - even though he was still more than a foot away, he couldn't help but make grasping movements in the air.

Song You couldn't help but smile when he saw it, and looked at Yanzi again:

"Sometimes things are simple and don't matter. If you think too much, you will cause trouble to yourself. It is better to learn more from Empress Sanhua, fill your mind with less things and care less about some things. When your heart is empty, you will naturally become clear. Under Qingming, one is naturally calm, comfortable and open-minded.”

When Mao'er heard the Taoist talking about her, she turned around and stared at the Taoist in confusion. When she saw that the Taoist had no follow-up words, she looked back and continued to look at the red light.

Yanzi also stared at her, lost in thought.

Sanhua Empress is indeed happy.

Sanhua Empress does have a kind of open-mindedness.

"It's just dust..."

"It's just raining..."

"It's just bugs..."

Yanzi recalled the words of Empress Sanhua in her mind.

Not only that, Sanhua Empress doesn't care about many things around her, including suffering and frustration. However, when she thinks about it carefully, it seems that no one else cares about it except Sanhua Empress. So those "cares" seem to have only the meaning of self-trouble.

Thinking of this, Yan Zi suddenly understood again.

Sanhua Empress was influencing him subtly, otherwise, he might never have thought of coming here.

The swallow thought silently and said nothing for a long time.

Song You lost his sleepiness and sat down cross-legged, feeling the charm of this place.

"call……"

There's a lot of red light underneath.

This side's aura was born in the northwest direction. I don't know whether to count the west or the north. It has to be calculated according to the five elements. It should be mainly fire. Its nature is hot and violent, and it mainly controls the movement of force and accelerates destruction.

If it were normal, it would be heavier than a mountain, extremely hot, and extremely destructive. Ordinary monsters, gods, and human monks would not say touch it, let alone take it away. Even if they walked closer to it, they might be affected by it. The high temperature will burn you to death, and it may be affected by its aura, causing various changes in yourself, such as loss of spiritual power, disordered cultivation, disintegration of Taoism, rapid aging, etc.

However, at this time, it was like a feather, floating in the air, and it also restrained all its personality and became well-behaved, as if it had become a lamp lighting up the desert night sky, and even swayed slightly with the night wind.

The red light accompanied the stars and moon, illuminating a small area. This group of people was the only one in the depths of the desert.

It's just that it's time for them to leave here.

"Wow..."

Song You took out "Yu Di Ji Sheng" and turned it over carefully. When he heard the crisp sound, he felt something in his heart——

Unexpectedly, it has been ten years, and even the paper of this book has turned yellow badly. The wind, sun and time have made the paper dry and brittle. I dare not use force when turning the book for fear of breaking it. horn.

Still turn to the simple map page.

The cat looked away from the red light above his head, crawled to his side, and stuck his head out to stare at the page.

The swallow also landed on the Taoist's shoulder.

"Where are we going?"

The cat turned its head and stared at the Taoist priest without blinking.

Only the horse didn't care, lying silently on the Gobi Desert.

"Miss Sanhua, look at the oil stains left by the fish you ate." Song You dusted the pages of the book with the back of his hand and said helplessly.

"no……"

Mao'er wanted to argue, but just sniffed. The smell wafting from the oil stain was indeed left by the dried fish she had made secretly before. She should have dropped crumbs on the book while eating, and was pinched. Over time, it left some marks on the pages, but she didn't care. She shook her head and just muttered:

"It's just grease stains."

Song You also smiled and didn't say much to her.

On the map of Dayan on the page, they had already traveled more than half way, and the page was full of memories.

Nowadays, most of the Western Region is left, but it is very wide, at least equivalent to several states east of Dayan. You have to go naturally. Here you will find the vastest land and the best scenery. Beyond the Great Wall in the south of the Yangtze River, the prosperous and dreamlike Silk Road, and the exotic customs, how can you miss it.

It’s just that going forward, language becomes an issue.

Then there were still a few states in the southwest.

"Yunzhou..."

The oil stains left by Empress Sanhua after eating dried fish happened to stay in the south of Yunzhou.

"Qiyun Mountain..."

Song You murmured to himself and turned to look at Mao'er: "How will Empress Sanhua decide to go?"

"Sanhua Empress will follow you."

"What about Yan An?"

"Yan An only explores roads and streams for Mr."

"..."

Very good, everyone has their own decision.

With a loud sound, Song You closed the book.

I already know it in my heart.

A hint of fish belly white gradually appeared on the horizon, and the Gobi desert gradually became brighter, overshadowing the light of aura.

The morning light shone on the top of the tallest mound.

It was the coldest time at this time. Song You's hands and feet were already cold, but it was just right for the journey, so he put Ling Yun into the quilt bag and put it together with the other three Ling Yun. He then put the luggage on the horse's back and took out a grilled naan. I made breakfast with a piece of dried fish, ate while walking, and then went into the distance.

…

The merchants have returned from the Western Kingdom.

It’s amazing to say——

Entering the Western Region, after crossing those two thousand miles, we came out of the severe drought, and suddenly the spring scenery was pleasant. Not only was there no heat at all, but it was a bit colder than spring. After walking that long two thousand miles, when I saw the first flowing snow-melted stream, I was really moved beyond words.

Not to mention there will be snowy mountains after that.

Thinking of the way here, if he had not met the Taoist priest and received water from him, the businessman felt that he might not have been able to make it out.

But I don’t know what happened to that person.

The businessman couldn't help but feel worried.

But I came here to do business. Since I came, I must go back.

That road will eventually have to be walked again.

You still have to hurry up.

Otherwise, in summer, the road will be even hotter, and it may even be so hot that you will die from the heat even if you hide in the shade.

I can't help but feel frightened when I think about it.

The merchant did not dare to stay longer, so he quickly exchanged the silk for spices, prepared more water to take with him, and embarked on the return journey.

On the road, I met people who were starving to death, and there were also people who were dying.

He shouldn't have helped anyone anyway. He couldn't help himself, so there was no way he could save others. The businessman had already been mentally prepared to watch with cold eyes. However, he often thought of the scene that day, and of the man who had walked for several days without even getting a drop of water, but who still drank water. The Taoist who gave him a drink, no matter how determined his heart was, would occasionally waver. So along the way, I was given a few sips of life-saving water, and each time I scolded myself for being stupid.

As a result, the already tight water supply was somewhat insufficient. Every time we went to a place to rest, we had to spend more time and energy searching for extra drinking water.

And the drought here seems to be more serious than before, exceeding his expectations.

By the time he walked through the vast Gobi desert and reached the hottest place, the businessman already felt dizzy again, his steps were sloppy, and he was extremely thirsty, but there was no water to be found or bought around him. It was as if he had returned to another place. The situation on the way here.

"What happened..."

The businessman felt very bad.

Even this "bad" consciousness has become blurred. It is obviously a rational judgment, but it can't help but feel lucky.

Last time, a Taoist priest gave me water, and I got through the most difficult part of the journey.

Who will save him this time?

While walking, someone came up in front of him. It was a man with a big face and wet lips. Seeing that he seemed to be dying, he actually took the initiative to say to him:

"My dear friend, please hold on and walk to the front. There is water in Huayan Mountain and a dripping spring. It's enough."

Dripping spring?

what is that?

The businessman could no longer open his mouth or speak.

At this time, his face was extremely haggard. He moved with all his strength and walked forward stiffly. He just slowly turned his head and cast his eyes on the speaker, feeling very confused in his heart.

It sounded like a spring of dripping water.

Could it be water dripping from the cracks on Huayan Mountain?

But with the heavens at this point, how could there be water dripping from Huayan Mountain? Where does the dripping spring come from in Huayan Mountain?

While thinking about it, he moved his steps. Although he didn't know whether the person was lying to him, he still had some hope.

I don’t know how far I’ve walked, but when I was exhausted and confused, I suddenly saw people and horses gathering in front of me. I looked up and saw a shallow lake with clear water, crystal clear to the bottom, and sparkling in the sun. I don’t know how many business travelers there were. The refugees gathered at the lake, drinking water, scooping water, or leading camels to replenish water. Everyone looked solemn.

"..."

The businessman was stunned on the spot.

The sun dries the earth. Where does this spring water come from?

It wasn't until he staggered over, almost kneeling down by the lake, drank enough water, and lay on the ground to rest that the sound of conversation around him reached his ears.

"Brother, I don't know. This spring is called Dishui Spring. It's not the water dripping from the mountain. It's the water dripping from the mountain. It's the water that a fairy came here before. Seeing the suffering of the living beings, he couldn't bear it, so he sat cross-legged and cast a spell. I heard that in I sat here for several days, exposed to the sun and never left. Until the god got up, took out the water bag he carried with him, and dropped a drop of water here. As soon as the water fell to the ground, it turned into this lake."