I didn't intend to be a Fairy

It's the third watch of the night, and the sky is foggy and cool.

The stars in the sky are getting brighter and brighter, and the last lights in the villages on the ground have long been extinguished. Even under the fir trees in the terraces, the bonfire beside the Taoist has also been extinguished.

"call……"

The wind blew and blew up the ashes of the fire.

Sanhua Empress always slept very lightly in a place like this. She habitually opened her eyes and raised her head slightly. She looked around and found no movement, so she continued to bury her head on the pillow that she had folded. On the two paws, he curled up a little tighter and fell asleep.

The Taoist was sleeping next to him.

There was no dangerous visit, no uninvited guest, just another Taoist beside the sleeping Taoist.

The Taoist lowered his head, looked at himself, and then at the cat lying in a ball next to him, sleeping like a child. Then he raised his head again, glanced at the swallow that was awake on the branch, and then looked at it again. The cloud pool in front - under the starlight, the sky and the earth are dim, just a dark space between the sky and the earth. In contrast, the sea of ​​clouds, which is only slightly whiter, is still extremely conspicuous.

The Taoist did not hesitate, turned around and walked down the path along the ridge, walking all the way to the edge of the terraced fields.

Next to it is a cliff and an abyss.

The surroundings are already full of clouds and mist.

It's just that the Taoist is in a strange state at this time, as if his soul is out of his body, but it is actually the art of sleepwalking. Therefore, he can clearly feel the mist and cold wind around him, but the feeling is very psychedelic, seemingly different from the feeling of the physical body.

The edge of the cliff is covered with Stipa, which has been braided into different braids by Sanhua Empress, one more beautiful than the other. There are many small trees growing underneath, criss-crossing and messy.

The Taoist still didn't hesitate much, just jumped slightly.

"brush……"

It was as if there was no weight on its own, as if there was no gravity on the ground, and as if this world was just a dream. Nature came and went freely in the dream, so the Taoist floated out lightly, feeling both controlled and a little out of control. He floated diagonally towards the cloud pool in a controlled manner, suddenly jumped over the weeds, crossed the trees, and flew into the sea of ​​clouds.

"call……"

There is a sound of wind in my ears, and the sound of wind is wonderful.

I didn't feel cool at first, but when I saw the fog passing by, I thought it should be cool. With this thought, I felt cool.

But this coolness is also a little weird.

It's like a feeling constructed from one's own imagination.

Then it fell in the clouds and mist.

Song You could control the direction of his fall, but could not control his posture. He fell down, sometimes landing straight, sometimes upside down, sometimes diagonally. The cliffs, long vegetation and moss-covered stone walls could be vaguely seen next to him. What's even more amazing is that at this time, the starlight should have been blocked by clouds and fog, but the brightness is still as bright as the mountains.

It really feels like a dream.

This is the art of sleepwalking.

Compared with the soul leaving the body, the art of traveling in dreams is more advanced. The biggest advantage is that it is less likely to be discovered. Just like the swallow on the branch just now, it clearly noticed something and woke up, but it should have been able to see the soul. He was so sinister that he turned a blind eye to the Taoist below.

Secondly, it is less likely to encounter danger.

It is easy to damage the soul when it is out of the body. The sleepwalking technique is just a dream. It seems that I personally went to the cloud pond at the foot of the mountain, but in fact it was a dream on the mountain connecting heaven and earth. The worst thing is that I will wake up.

At most, I just feel a little dizzy when I wake up.

Taoists kept falling.

The time in the dream was blurry, I don’t know how long it was, but I knew that the height had already exceeded the altitude of the dam tree. I thought that the cloud pond surrounded by the mountains and cliffs not only led to the ground below, but also led to the underground at an unknown depth. in the abyss. There should have been darkness in the abyss, but it was still vaguely visible in the dream.

The abyss has finally reached its "bottom".

But it’s not necessarily true.

But the clouds and fog have come to an end.

Below is an underground spring or underground river, which is as wide as a large lake. Anyway, it takes three days to circle the mountain above. I don't know if the bottom is as big, but it is also very big. The lake water gave Song You a very cold feeling, and it was also very clear. It was ordinary water, but there was some spiritual charm in the middle.

Song You no longer disappeared, but flew on the lake.

There was light in the space that was supposed to be dark. The Taoist was very close to the lake, flying around in random directions. Sometimes you could even see the small ripples on the lake. I don't know if they were already there or were caused by his passing.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, I didn't feel tired, but I felt tired first.

It seems that this feeling is no longer novel.

The Taoist still hasn't found the so-called true dragon, nor has he found the last soul.

"..."

The Taoist stopped in the air, looked down, sighed, and then fell down.

The lake quickly grew closer before our eyes.

"Plop..."

There was a splash of water.

Song You on the mountain opened his eyes instantly.

But at this time, he frowned.

Although it is the art of sleepwalking, the result of connecting the heaven and the earth, with the Taoist's ability, it can be done as if he is going there in person, and there will be no false or unclear places where he goes, but he wakes up as soon as he enters the water. , but it is enough to show that there are extraordinary existences or arrangements under the water. In short, you cannot go there casually.

Or maybe the person underwater doesn’t want others to go down casually.

If you go there in person, you may be in trouble.

"..."

Song You frowned, lost in thought.

The first is what's down there, how powerful it is, how to get down there, and how to deal with a conflict if there's a conflict down there.

The second is how rude it is to do so.

If the cat at his feet noticed something, he opened his eyes again, raised his head, looked around, and saw the Taoist with his eyes open. He couldn't help being stunned, and his confused eyes visibly regained consciousness.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

"Fell asleep and woke up again."

"Why are you awake? Is it too cold?" Cat looked at the burned fire next to it and the firewood that had been used up tonight. "If it gets cold, Sanhua Empress will cut down some more trees for you." Make a fire."

"no……"

Song You was still thinking and answered truthfully: "I just had a dream, and I woke up when I woke up."

"What did you dream about?"

"Something interesting."

"Then go to sleep~"

The cat shook his head after hearing this. He was no longer worried. His eyes quickly recovered from being awake and confused. He dropped his head and fell asleep again with his soft paws as a pillow.

The Taoist smiled when he saw this.

The thoughts in my heart suddenly disappeared. Feeling relieved, I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly.

It's dawn until dawn.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu came again, this time with a bottle of wine and half a roast chicken.

"This year's weather has been so bad this year. It's been spring for several days. It's still so cold in the morning and evening. The elders in the village insist on treating me to chicken and wine. I wonder if my husband will eat well and sleep well while practicing cultivation on the edge of the cliff. I don’t know if I slept well, but it will probably be cold in the morning, so I brought half a bag and half a jug of wine for Mr. to warm him up."

"It's hard for me to repay Mr. Liu's friendship."

"What's the point? It's just a matter of convenience! Since you are a practitioner, sir, don't talk about these things. It will lose a lot of fairy spirit." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu said with a smile, and then asked, "Sir, didn't you leave yesterday? There are two less hermits still on the mountain."

"Leave in two days."

"Two days to go..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu scratched his head. He didn't want to wait any longer, but he didn't want to leave Song You behind. He wanted to go down the mountain. He also thought of the noise outside the earthen house sleeping in the mountain that night. He wanted to be with Song You. He hesitated for a moment, but still He shook his head and said: "Then Liu will have to drink a few more drinks. I just hope that the old people on the mountain will not say that I am thick-skinned behind my back when I leave."

"Thank you Mr. Liu."

It was not easy for people to stand for a long time, and there was no place to sit here, so Song You asked a middle-aged man named Liu to sit down on the wool felt. He was not polite and sat down cross-legged.

Since Yu Zhizhou gave it to the Taoist, this wool felt bed has rarely been occupied by anyone else.

The native chicken he raised on the mountain was very big. Even half of it was enough for Song You to eat, so he tore off one leg first and handed it to Sanhua Empress. He ate it while waiting for the sunrise.

Before long, an old man came.

The old man was wearing a dark gray cloth robe and his gray hair was neatly combed. He looked like a hermit in the mountains who had come specifically to visit Song Yu.

"Master Taoist, you have a good meal. I am meditating and practicing in this beautiful place, admiring the sea of ​​clouds and waiting for the sunrise. There is also wine and meat. It is really a magical day. I wonder if I can ask for a glass of wine."

"Of course you can."

Mountain hermits have always been casual. Someone had invited Song You to drink and eat meat a few days ago, so there was no reason to refuse at this moment.

So he asked the old man to sit down on the wool felt, took a small bowl, and poured a bowl of wine for the old man.

"This is the wine and meat that Mr. Liu brought to us from the village. Mr. Liu is also a hospitable and free-spirited man. Since I meet you here, I invite you to share a bowl with me."

"The old man's surname is Guan Minghong. He used to be a Taoist. He practiced at Lingqing Temple in Huanglaoshan, Yunzhou. His Taoist name was Qian Mingzi. It was fate that we met. Especially now that everyone else has gone, there are still people left on the mountain. There are not many people who are stubborn and have to wait hard, and it is even more fateful. I wonder what I call the little Taoist Priest?"

"My surname is Song, my name is You, my courtesy name is Menglai, I don't have a Taoist name for the time being, and I practice in Lingquan County, Yizhou."

"How come the Taoist priest doesn't even mention a Taoist temple?"

"It's called Fulong Temple."

"Fulong Temple?"

The old man was holding the wine bowl and wanted to drink. He paused for a moment and then smiled: "Sir, I'm here to wait for the real dragon. The Taoist temple where I practice is called Fulong Temple. Haha, I'm not afraid of the real dragon below." Got it, got offended, got angry.”

"I have misunderstood. Fu means 'dormant'." Song You said truthfully, "In choosing this name, not only is there no disrespect to the real dragon, on the contrary, it is the respect and recognition of the real dragon that makes this name Such meaning is contained in the name of the Taoist temple, just like the emperor on earth feels that he is supreme and is called the True Dragon Emperor."

"Haha, that's how it is..."

The old man lowered his head and drank the wine from the bowl.

The crudely brewed rice wine has quite a flavor.

The boundary between cloud and clear sky was almost right around them. The mist came in like waves, sometimes engulfing several people, and sometimes receding, revealing several clear figures in the clouds. A few people drank and chatted while eating roast chicken, which also gave people a sense of ease.

I’ll make up for the chapter this morning. Just make up for it.