I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"By the way sir——"

"Anything else?"

"It's getting dark. If you, sir, want to find an inn to stay for a few days, go out of the alley to the right and there will be one diagonally across the street. It's not too luxurious, but it's still a decent place to stay. Gao and the innkeeper are familiar with each other, so when they arrive at the inn You can also get a discount by raising someone's name." Butcher Gao's face turned red after drinking, "There's no need to deliberately raise someone's bad name. When you go to the store, you just need to say that it was the butcher Gao who introduced you. Butcher Gao usually I also have some friends in Jianghu, and I often stay there, and the shop owner often buys meat from me, so you can understand it after hearing this."

"That will be a big help to me."

Song You smiled slightly, held his hands again, and then left.

That inn has been open for many years. If the owner of the inn had not changed, it should still be the same one. Song You himself planned to stay there.

After taking a few steps forward, he entered the darkness.

Nowadays, the nights in Yidu seem to be a little more deserted than before. Maybe it is because there are more rumors about ghosts and ghosts. Naturally, people do not dare to go out alone at night. The already quiet alleys have become even quieter. The sound of horse hooves can be heard clearly. Even Taoists and girls pause with sticks. The sound of the ground and footsteps also became obvious.

Instead, the sound of two people talking was heard again.

"Sanhua Empress seems to still remember that one time Sanhua Empress was lying on a tree and you drew a picture for Sanhua Empress."

"Yes, that painting was given to Yu Zhizhou, and it is still kept by Yu Zhizhou. He took it to Changjing and is probably hanging in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"The plum blossoms you drew are red!"

"Yes."

"It's yellow!"

"Empress Sanhua is aware of everything."

"When we were in Changjing, one time we went out and when we came back, there was a plum blossom on the door, which was also yellow."

"Ms. Sanhua has an extraordinary memory."

"It's from the fox!"

"..."

The Taoist did not expect that this little thing could think of the plum blossoms given to them by the fox from Changjing when he visited them based on the plum trees in Yidu's courtyard. Nor did he expect that she could still remember them.

Then he shook his head and said to her:

"Miss Sanhua is so smart..."

Two figures walked out of the yard, followed closely by the horses.

After all, it is Yidu. It is no different from other prefecture cities, nor compared to remote small towns in the Western Regions and Xingzhou. There are many shops with lights on the streets outside.

The two of them arrived at the door of the inn.

Song You first asked about the price, and then said that it was introduced by Gao butcher in Tianshui Lane, and it actually worked. The shopkeeper immediately gave him ten cents less and enthusiastically helped him carry his luggage to the second floor.

The room was quite nice, much better than the carriage shop where I stayed in Yucheng. The bedding and everything were very clean, and you could even smell the sun. There were tables, chairs, benches, teapots and bowls, and there was a place for people to sit by the window. Looking out the window, I admire the bustling wooden coffee table, which has storage racks for things, a bedside table, an oil lamp, a washstand, a washbasin, and a large wooden basin for taking a bath.

The positioning of the inn itself is higher than that of the carriage and horse shop.

Song You put down his luggage, thanked the store, and asked for enough hot water for a bath. Then he closed the door and returned to the house. He went to the window, opened it and looked out the window.

It also takes a long time for the waiters in the store to fetch and heat hot water.

After about half an hour, a waiter came up and knocked on the door. Then he brought up buckets of water and poured them into wooden buckets. After brewing them to the appropriate temperature, a bucket of boiling water was left for boiling. The Taoist added it to the water when it cooled down halfway through the wash, which can be said to be very considerate.

Of course the price is not low either.

It costs money to buy water in the city, and it also costs money to buy firewood. A large bucket of bathing water requires at least several buckets of water to be carried and several buckets to boil. Adding labor costs, the money earned by the innkeeper is really not cheap.

“So expensive!”

Sanhua Empress was the first to speak.

"I'm back in Yidu. It's so dusty. I should take a shower."

"You can also wash in the river, and it's free."

"Cold water is not as comfortable as hot water."

“In the past we boiled water and washed it ourselves, free of charge.”

"But we no longer have our own courtyard in Yidu."

"Well……"

"Sanhua Empress, please go out and catch mice, and come in after I finish taking a bath." Song You said to her, "Or I can give Sanhua Empress a bucket of warm water, and Sanhua Empress will turn into a cat and wash herself in the bucket. Of course, the bucket must also be lifted out of the door. Before I finish washing, Sanhua Empress cannot come out before me."

"Huh?"

Cat turned to look at him doubtfully.

The Taoist looked at her with no room for discussion.

The cat turned its head and walked away.

About half an hour later——

The Taoist had already changed into clean clothes and was packing his bag and taking out things.

The bathtub was filled with water again. The water was still warm at this time. Sanhua Empress turned back into a cat and scratched the dog in the tub. She was as fluffy as a worm and swam back and forth, circling around. lock up.

By the time the Taoist packed up his things, took out pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and spread them out on the table in the room, the water vapor had already filled the whole room with smoke. When the cat heard the sound of spreading paper, he immediately jumped out and shook himself slightly when he landed. A burst of smoke came out, making the mist in the room even heavier, but her body was already dry.

"Canopy..."

The cat turned into a human form, wearing three-color clothes, with its hair loose, and consciously sat on the other side.

The two of them picked up their pens and dipped in ink at the same time, with almost the same posture.

The oil lamp swayed, reflecting the figure on the wall.

But then the Taoist took up his pen and wanted to write down his state of mind at this time and his thoughts after returning to Yidu, but the tip of the pen could not be put down for a long time, and he did not know how to describe it for a while.

On the contrary, the girl opposite kept writing.

While writing it, prevent him from reading it.

"..."

Song You shook his head and said nothing.

After a while, the innkeeper came to knock on the door and took out buckets of bath water.

At least it was a good night's sleep tonight.

Early next morning.

Sanhua Empress seemed to have predicted when the Taoist would wake up. When he woke up, she just bought steamed buns from outside, stuffed with meat and still hot.

The sound of vendors shouting was heard outside the door.

"Grass herbal medicine, the effect is good...

“Skinny people can gain weight by eating them, and they can be eight feet tall by peeing on them!

"Everyone wants to ask how to eat it? It can be soaked in wine with wine, soaked in urine without wine, or chewed dry."

The sound was loud and penetrating.

Even in Song You's dream.

Song You was woken up by him.

However, the Taoist didn't say anything. He just took the steamed bun from Tong'er's hand, thanked him, and started eating.

Just after taking a bite, he raised his head and asked, "Isn't it possible that Sanhua Empress made the steamed buns secretly by herself at night?"

"bought!"

"Then did Sanhua Empress wash her hands after catching the mouse?"

"!"

The girl looked serious, frowned and thought for a moment, then said to him: "The rice you eat is also crawled by mice! The noodles you eat are also eaten by mice!"

The Taoist laughed after hearing this.

This little thing has made great progress.

"Then where are we going today?" Sanhua Empress asked while watching him eat.

"Go out for a walk."

“Shopping around!”

"You can go and see if your old friend is still there."

"Old friend!"

Empress Sanhua repeated his words, paused for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Will we meet that heroine named Wu?"

"Nvxia Wu..."

Song You also paused while eating the steamed buns, then shook his head: "That depends on fate."

"Well……"

After breakfast, the two went out.

A swallow followed them.

There are many familiar shops and buildings on the street. Empress Sanhua often feels familiar, so she turns to stare at that place without blinking, trying to search for it in her memory. When she remembers it, she pulls the corner of the Taoist's clothes and points to that place. The Taoist recounted the appearances and things in his memory with great interest and even excitement.

At this time, she seemed like an ordinary human child, sharing her own things with adults.

As it happens, adults feel the same way.

Encountering someone selling candied haws on a stick, Song You bought three skewers, one for Sanhua Empress, one for herself, and one skewer for the swallows to eat.

Walking down the street with a candied haws on your hand, you immediately feel more relaxed.

That was what they were like more than ten years ago.

Until I walked to Beiwazi and then to Yunshuo shed.

While still outside the shed, I heard a very emotional and rhythmic storyteller inside. The voice was very similar to that of Mr. Zhang many years ago. After only listening to a few sentences, I felt that the story was very good.

Song You slowly walked into the shed.

There was a young man outside the door who was responsible for collecting money. At this time, he was leaning against the railing and looking up at the sky. He seemed to be listening to the storyteller inside, and was shaking his head along with the storyteller's words. He was actually a little intoxicated by the storyteller's words.

Until I felt someone coming in front of me.

When the boy saw him, he saw that he was a Taoist priest leading a girl.

"Your Majesty, are you here to listen to a book?"

"yes……"

Song You looked inside slightly: "I don't know..."

"Hey, why did your guest come here? Mr. Zhang has already talked about it, and we are almost halfway through it." The boy said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Sir, if you want to go in, please give me two cents less for tea. If you go in, Please be sure to keep your voice down and sit in the back so as not to disturb other guests."

"Mr. Zhang..."

"Exactly!"

"How will my children receive money?"

"It's quite high, and there are so many."

"good."

When Song You heard that it was Mr. Zhang, he decisively paid and walked in with the girl quietly.

When I was in Yidu, I often came to the Beiwa Ziyun Talking Studio to listen to Mr. Zhang's stories, and I even spent most of my time like this.

Not only for entertainment, but when I first came down from the mountain, I started to learn about the world and many strange and magical things from here. Just like the Yunding Fairy Mountain in Pingzhou, the Qingtong Forest and the Phoenix Divine Bird in the north of Yuezhou, the Earth Fire Kingdom in the Western Region, and the Soaring Dragon Land in Yunzhou that I am about to go to but have not yet visited, they all came from this old Mr. Zhang. Hear it first from your mouth.

It can be regarded as a quite deep fate.

When we entered the shed, it looked much the same as before, but it looked a little older.

The storyteller is a thin old man wearing a gray cloth robe.

It's at least 70% similar to what I remember.

When the old man was talking about something exciting, he saw someone else coming in and looked at him again. When he paused, he nodded slightly to him before continuing.

The Taoist sat down in the last row. Although there were many guests in the booth, there was no one in this row. When the boy at the door came to pour tea for him and Sanhua Empress, he held up the tea. Listen carefully to what Mr. Zhang above is talking about.

It’s just that I feel a bit regretful——

This was not Mr. Zhang in his memory.

Although he looks 70-80% similar to Mr. Zhang in Song You's memory, and his voice is 70-80% similar, he is no older than that old Mr. Zhang.

Although he has the same old face and is also called Mr. Zhang, he looks better and looks several years younger than the old Mr. Zhang. Thirteen years have passed. Even if Mr. Zhang still had the strength to tell people on the stage, he should be much older.