I didn't intend to be a Fairy

Chapter 71

In the evening in the mountains, the sky is dim.

Dark and yellow.

There is a pond at the door of the owner's house, and there are fish in it. Today, I went to catch the fish, and took the sausage and bacon. I went to the neighbor's house to borrow some vegetables, and the women were busy in the stove.

The male host entertains the guests in the main room.

Including the old gentleman invited from the next village, the relatives and neighbors who came to help spontaneously, and the little gentleman who brought the baby's soul back along the way.

Mainly two gentlemen.

"My baby has suffered this disaster, and I don't know if it will affect the future."

The host looked at Song You and the old man.

Everyone else listened intently.

What's interesting is that some neighbor's children also came, leaning against the door in silence, staring at the inside quietly. This kind of mysterious ghost seems to have a great attraction to them by nature.

The old man looked at Song You, but he didn't dare to speak first.

Song You also aimed at the old man.

No one in the room spoke for a while, and there was a moment of silence.

"To tell the truth." Song You said first, with a very low posture, "I have been practicing on the mountain all the time, and I only went down the mountain to travel last year, not to mention that I am young, and such things are really rare. I am lucky to meet your son today. It's just a coincidence. The old man is an experienced person, and the master only asks the old man."

The master looked at the old gentleman.

The old gentleman pondered for a while before he spoke:

"This kind of thing is definitely not good for the baby's health. You need to take good care of it for a while, and remember not to be frightened again. As for what will happen in the future, I can't say for sure. It depends on how you raise it."

He was clearly telling the truth, not nonsense, but in front of this little gentleman who obviously had the truth, he couldn't help feeling guilty for some reason, and even looked at him quietly after he finished speaking.

In the dark, he could only be seen nodding his head slightly, thoughtful, as if he only knew about it today.

"The most important thing." The old man continued, "You guys need to find out how the little baby lost his soul, so that we can avoid such things in the future."

"How do we know..."

"Think about it carefully, whether he was frightened, or it was a chicken crowing or a dog barking, or a sudden shout, or he entered some temple, or accidentally ran into a ghost at night."

"Then how would I know..."

The host was also a little at a loss: "I only know that he ran back from outside the day before yesterday and lay on the bed all of a sudden, unable to wake up."

Only then did the people around him start talking in a few words.

The sound suddenly became chaotic.

Some people say that the tree at the entrance of the village has grown for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many people worship it as a guarantor. It may be spiritual. I saw his baby urinating on the tree before, and it may have provoked it.

Some people say that children are naughty and often run into the mountains, fearing that they accidentally met something that became a spirit.

Some people said that an old man at the entrance of the village died and was buried on the opposite slope. The day before yesterday happened to be the first seven days. Maybe a child was running around sooner or later and accidentally saw it.

Some people say that children are crazy about playing, they like to hide in the dark, and jump out from behind to scare each other.

Song You turned his head and looked outside the door——

A few fields and a weir pond were separated, and in the dark sky, a new tomb could be vaguely seen on the opposite mountain. The spirit-calling flags were still planted, and bells were tied on according to local customs.

There was wind blowing and clanging when passing by before.

The bell entrusts the longing and comfort of the living to the dead, so the ghosts that have not dispersed are attracted by it. At dusk, a faint shadow can be seen faintly, sitting on the hillside in a trance, maybe just listening to the wind blowing the bells, maybe reminiscing about this life, unwilling to leave for a while.

"What is Mr. Xiao looking at?"

There was an inquiry from the master next to him.

"nothing."

Song You looked back, smiled and replied, "It's getting darker every day now."

"Why not!"

The host just thought he was hungry, and reminded himself in a disguised form why he didn't serve dinner when it was dark, so he quickly got up again: "I'll go to the stove to remind him, and dinner will be served soon."

Song You pursed his lips, then glanced outside the door.

Although the child did almost lose his soul because of this incident, it was actually just a chance encounter. Such a coincidence is rare in the world, so no one can be blamed anyway.

It was just an ordinary dead person who stayed for a while, and would disappear naturally in two days.

There is no benefit to speaking out.

After a while, dinner was served.

The host cooked a pot of tofu fish, fried bacon, cut sausages, and boiled white rice. Naturally, it was not as good as in the city, but it was also a good meal prepared by the farmers in the village. It was better than Song You along the way. I don't know how many times better to eat cold steamed buns.

Crude bowl, big rice.

The fragrance of rice is overflowing.

To his surprise, this pot of tofu fish doesn't look very good, it seems to be cooked casually, but there is a secret hidden inside——

It was sour.

Take a closer look, the sour taste is neither from vinegar nor kimchi, but from preserved fruits such as prunes. It tastes very special, with a strong sour taste, and it is easy to coax the rice into the stomach.

Song You was calm in his heart, he only picked up vegetables at will, and shoveled rice, and added more if it was not enough, he was not polite at all.

For the hospitable host family, this is really a happy thing. Even the cooking woman feels honored when she looks at it.

"This fish really eats!"

"The native method, the native method, everyone here is doing it." The woman smiled all over her face, "It's sour, you can eat a bowl of rice with just soup, it's the method of poor people."

"Good workmanship."

"I dare not..."

There are not many houses in the master's house, and only one room has been vacated.

Song You wants to share a room with the old man.

Fortunately, you can make a floor shop.

It is unavoidable to go out.

Don't be too squeamish.

But this kind of thing is amazing——

At first, although I accepted it in my heart and didn't have any objections, I still felt that it was a bit unsightly, after all, it was not as good as a single room. But when I entered the room and lay down, I quickly felt that there was no difference. Even if the old man snores loudly at night, it's just a trivial matter, not even a trivial matter. Thinking back carefully, it was completely different from the feeling when I didn't enter the house.

There are not many such things——

Only when you are in front of it can you see it clearly and know how you really feel about it.

But how can this kind of thing be understood? And how can it be learned from elsewhere? But you have to experience it yourself before you can understand it and gradually understand it.

It is also good to think about it carefully.

...

Early the next morning.

Song You woke up late, just in time for breakfast.

Even though it was breakfast, the host tried his best to prepare it richly, cooked fish, cut bacon, and it was oily.

The people in the mountains don't care what kind of oil is not greasy, it is a good food that is rarely eaten in ordinary times, there is no such thing as greasy, they only take out what can be taken out, and only hope that they can be eaten well for the guests.

Song You thanked him and started to eat.

The old gentleman from last night is still there.

The old gentleman took the initiative to talk to him: "Mr. Xiao, are you going to search for immortals on Yunding Mountain in Pingzhou?"

"Have you heard the old man?"

"I heard it said." Although the old man was at the dinner table, he would stop his chopsticks to empty his mouth when he spoke, "I heard that there are gods on it. Every year, many people go to the mountain to look for it, and some of them live in court. All the officials are going too."

"Did you find anything?"

"It takes fate to do it."

"I also went to see the name." Song You paused, "I heard that the scenery of Yunding Mountain is also good."

"Very high!"

"Can you climb it in a day?"

"I haven't climbed."

The old gentleman answered honestly, and then said: "I don't know if Yunding Mountain is easy to climb, but I heard that it is not easy to go to Pingzhou from here."

"How to say?"

"From here, you must go to Xiangle County, right?" The old man's eyes were like beans, staring straight at Song You.

"Um."

Song You actually didn't know what county was ahead.

The host couldn't intervene, so he just listened from the side, so as to gain some knowledge.

Just listen to the old man say:

"From Xiangle County to Pingzhou, that part of the road is very difficult. In ancient times, wars did not want to take this road, and there are mountains for hundreds of miles, all of them are mountains, and there are few people." The old man paused, and then He lowered his voice and said to Song You mysteriously, "I know you have the true way, much better than me, but that section of the road, the little old man heard that there are many goblins and ghosts! You Look, usually no one walks on a road for a long time, and the weeds will be full of bamao in half a year, but the road over there has not been long, who do you think is walking?"

"Thank you, old sir..."

The old gentleman is undoubtedly a kind hearted person.

These days there are indeed some people who have true Taoism, but it is one thing to have Taoism, and it does not mean that they will be unscrupulous in this world. No matter how high the Taoism is, it only means that they have the capital to walk at night, but it does not mean that they are willing to walk at night. A bad road, even if it's just muddy feet, is annoying.

Song You didn't want to go often, but he was willing to give it a try once in a while.

At this time, I heard the old man say:

"I haven't asked where Mr. Xiao is practicing?"

"The younger generation was rude." Song You put down his chopsticks and cupped his hands, "It's at Yinyang Mountain in Lingquan County."

"I'm afraid it's the fairy cave."

"I can't talk about it, I dare not take it."

"Mr. Xiao... but there have been incidents of children losing their souls?"

"I've heard of it before."

"Is it also by calling the soul?"

"..."

Song You stopped and thought for a while——

In fact, Yizhou is also called soul, but the way of calling it is different, the details are different, and it is essentially the same reason.

It's just that the old man asked this question specially, and only asked after telling himself the way to Pingzhou. Obviously, he didn't want to know whether there was a local method of calling the soul in his own side.

This kind of folk gentlemen don't actually practice spiritual law, and they don't know magic spells. They rely on the experience and knowledge passed down from generation to generation to solve such things. This is the ability they rely on for survival. But don't be disgusted. This kind of ability is naturally more powerful than unorthodox magic, but it is easy to learn and easy to use, and it is easy to use. I don’t know how many things have been solved for the people.

A cat that can catch mice is a good cat.

So Song You thought about it seriously.

"I don't have much experience, but apart from calling the soul, I have indeed heard that there are folks in my hometown who use other methods."

"Is it convenient for you to tell me?"

"I don't know if there is a small temple here? It doesn't count for the God of Mountain and Wilderness, it has to be officially sealed by the imperial court."

"They don't have it in their village, and neither does our village."

"Are there any in the county?"

"There are Taoist Buddhist temples in the county, and many gods are worshipped."

"That won't work."

"How do you say it?"

"Great gods are hard to find and can't be found. Wild gods are unreliable and risky, so they can't be found. Small gods are mostly empty images, and they are useless. It is best to find a local god who is only famous in one county and has been rewarded by the court." Song Song You said to the old man, "We have a gentleman in Lingquan County who does this. He builds a small temple for this god in the village. It doesn't need to be too big, just three feet high. The villagers are called to worship during the New Year and festivals. Mister himself goes to burn a stick of incense every now and then, and each time he says a few more words so that he can get to know each other well, and next time he asks for something, it will be much more convenient than ordinary villagers."

"This way..."

"This method takes some effort, but it has its advantages. After raising it well, no matter whether it is a lost soul, a little ghost, or an evil monster coming to the house, there is no need to do other things. Just go to the temple. Put a stick of incense in it, and when the other party manifests, it will be cured."

Song You paused for a moment: "And if it doesn't work..."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"It's not easy for the villagers to cultivate the land. How can incense burn the spirit of leisure?" Song You said with a smile, "This kind of thing should be explained to the Lord Shenjun, and the Lord Shenjun will understand."

"Still not working?"

"Smash him."

A casual sentence, loud and clear.

The host who was watching was shocked.

The old man also took a breath, his eyes widened, and then he pulled his beard, but fell into thought again.

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