I didn't intend to be a Fairy

after breakfast.

Song You had already stood at the door, put the quilt on the horse's back, turned around and said goodbye to the people behind him:

"Thank you for the host's warm hospitality, and thank you, old gentleman, for informing us of the situation ahead. I will take my leave now."

"Thank you! Thanks to Mr., I saved my baby. The family is also poor. I don't have much money. I only have some copper coins. A little kindness, I can buy some water for Mr. on the way." The host took out a small bunch of copper coins and handed them to Song You. Followed him, embarrassed and reluctant, "Sir, don't think too little."

"Your Majesty has already invited the old man, but I just met you by chance. It's the icing on the cake. How can you ask me to pay you twice for one thing?" Song You naturally saw the reluctance on the host's face, and Song You at this moment , and it was different from Song You who had a big mouthful of food yesterday. He refused flatly and frankly, but he didn't say anything else, "Please take it back."

"Take it, sir."

"..."

While evading, the voice of the old gentleman happened to be heard beside him: "The little old man also wants to thank the little gentleman for his guidance."

"It can't be called, I dare not be."

The old man's words came just right.

Song You was spared the trouble, and the host took advantage of the situation to withdraw his hand, his attention was diverted, and a lot of embarrassment was relieved.

The master felt ashamed and happy at the same time, very contradictory, but it was not easy to see it on his face, he followed Song You out, and asked with concern while walking: "Sir, do you still want to go to Xiangle County?"

"I've come here, I'm too lazy to go around again."

"There are hundreds of miles of uninhabited roads over there!"

"Not afraid."

Song You leaned on a bamboo stick, turned around and said with a smile: "You two stay here, don't send them away."

The two of them stopped walking.

The two parties saluted solemnly, which was regarded as a formal farewell. Then Song You turned and left, walking through the village along this path.

Take it easy, watch as you walk.

The quaint village is actually very charming.

The style of the houses here is mainly earthen walls. Some houses have thatched roofs, while others have tile roofs. Although life is not good, traffic is blocked, and shopping is inconvenient, every house is in front of the door. Many fruit trees are planted behind the house, trying to make life better. At this time, the spring is just halfway through, and peaches, plums and pears are competing to bloom, as if they are more beautiful than anyone else. Among the ancient villages, red, pink and white flowers are blooming tree after tree, but in the gray and dark tones, the bright colors are so conspicuous. Is it beautiful in the eyes of literati, or in the eyes of the poor people in the mountains?

It's just that the literati can write a poem, and the mountain people can only laugh and say comfort.

There are high and low literary talents, but there is no difference in emotion.

It coincided with the light rain last night, and many petals fell.

Some landed on the flagstone road, some landed on the bluestone steps, and some landed on the tiled roof of a certain family's house, which was so full that I couldn't bear to step on it when I walked by.

Pure beauty will crush all contempt, and no matter where you come from, you will only be admired and amazed at this time.

Bamboo stick straw sandals are lighter than horses.

What's the point of going the extra mile?

After leaving the village, Song You strode forward.

There are many pear blossoms on the side of the road, passing through them like snow. This kind of picture seems to only appear in dreams.

"The day after tomorrow seems to be the vernal equinox."

A head popped out of the cloth pocket on the horse's back immediately, with puzzled eyes:

"What is the vernal equinox?"

"It's a solar term."

"Awakening of Insects!"

"right."

"Are there going to be thunderstorms the day after tomorrow?"

"Do not hit."

"Is it going to rain then?"

Song You couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

People in Yizhou like to use the word "falling rain" instead of "falling rain". Coupled with Sanhua Mao's soft and thin milk clip sound and her tone, it seems that rain has become a gift from the sky.

Then he shook his head and replied:

"probably not."

"Can you tell fortunes?"

"Won't."

"Aren't you a Taoist priest?"

"Fake Taoist."

"Don't fake Taoist priests know fortune-telling?"

"At least I won't."

"Why?"

"Because fortune-telling is hard to learn."

"Why?"

Crisp questioning voices kept coming from behind, which made Song You very curious. I have met ordinary cats before, and some of them love to talk to people. When people say a word, it meows. Is it also asking questions?

Walking left and right is boring, but he is also patient:

"Because fortune-telling is not only complicated and difficult to learn, but also requires extremely high talent. It requires two contradictory thinking abilities. One requires you to disregard reason and fully trust the mysterious and mysterious feeling, and the other is just the opposite, requiring you to be rigorous. Strict thinking to deduce, no mistakes can be made, and no negligence can be done."

"Can't understand."

"It's fine if you don't understand."

"Can't you?"

"I can not do it."

"You're not smart enough."

"..."

Song You was silent for a while, and looked back at her, just in time to meet the little head protruding out:

"Miss Sanhua, come down and go."

"Why?"

"Because I'm leaving too."

"Why?"

"Stay with me."

"oh……"

The three-flowered cat suddenly chrysalis in the cloth pocket, found a suitable posture, and jumped out.

I don't know if the horse was too high, or the horse kept walking, but when she landed, she didn't stand still and her foot slipped. Even though he stabilized his figure, he was still a little embarrassed.

Song You glanced at her lightly, then smiled slightly:

"I knew you could wrestle."

"I didn't fall, I just slipped."

"I knew you would slip."

"how do you know?"

"Guess."

The three-flowered cat trotted in small steps, caught up with him, and stared at him with its head tilted up, pondered for a while, and then said firmly:

"You also said you don't know how to tell fortunes!"

"I won't."

"Then how do you know it won't rain the day after tomorrow?"

"The weather has been fine these days."

"Then how do you know that the day after tomorrow is the vernal equinox?"

"I remember."

"How do you remember?"

"Because of spiritual practice." Song You said helplessly, "And the vernal equinox is my birthday."

"I don't know what a birthday is."

"It's the day of birth."

"Were you born on the vernal equinox?"

"No, it was picked up by the master at the vernal equinox." Song You was afraid she would ask again, and continued, "Because I don't know when I was born."

"..."

Sanhuamao stared at him blankly, he said the question that he was about to ask just now, and he couldn't react for a while.

After a while, she asked again:

"Is birthday fun?"

"It depends on what you think."

"Then what do I think?"

"How do I know what you think?"

"Why don't you know what I think?"

"Because only Empress Sanhua knows what she thinks, and I only know what I think." Song You was helpless to answer such a question, but he couldn't help but not answer her.

"Then what do you think?"

"I think……"

Song You paused, and said as he walked among the pear blossoms: "If it is a festival, there must be a sense of ritual. It is not fun, I don't like it, and I don't want to do that. Or treat it as a festival. I don’t like telling myself that another year is over, but if it’s just an excuse to do something I love, then I like it.”

"What's up?"

"For example, a good meal."

“Good meal!”

"yes."

Sanhuamao blinked a few times, excited for a while, and suddenly became discouraged:

"I don't know when my birthday is..."

"I don't know either." Song You lowered his head and looked at the three-flowered cat, and I did the same, which is really the best way to comfort people, and then he said, "This is not necessarily a bad thing, because in this case, we can choose One you like."

"How to choose?"

"For example, which day is Mistress Sanhua's favorite? The day when she opened her spiritual wisdom? The day someone erected a statue for you? You can take that day as your birthday. No one else knows anyway."

"Cats don't remember that."

"Then what to do?"

"You help me think."

"All I can remember is..."

Song You squinted his eyes and thought about it seriously: "The day I bought fish for Empress Sanhua was the beginning of autumn. And the day when I helped Empress Sanhua transform into her body was the autumn equinox."

"What's your score?"

"spring equinox."

"spring equinox!"

"Does Empress Sanhua want to be like me?"

"Well……"

Sanhuamao tilted its head and fell into deep thought.

"This is also very good. I am at the vernal equinox, and Sanhua Empress is at the autumnal equinox. At the vernal equinox, day and night are equally divided, and at the autumnal equinox, day and night are equally divided again. The balance of yin and yang, the harmony of aura, is the most mysterious."

"Well……"

Sanhuamao didn't listen, and continued to meditate.

This question seemed extremely difficult, but it stumped her. After walking forward for a long time, she asked again:

"Can a person only have one birthday?"

"How can anyone have two birthdays?"

"What about the cat?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Well……"

Sanhuamao thought again.

Finally made a decision:

"beginning of autumn!"

Song You was a little surprised.

This cat is a good learner. She loves to learn many things and always wants to be like him. Unexpectedly, she did not choose the autumn equinox, but the beginning of autumn.

But he didn't think too much, just nodded and said:

"good."

"beginning of autumn!"

"Congratulations to Empress Sanhua."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

It is difficult for people to see the expression on the cat's face, only that her small steps became more cheerful, and she ran in front of Song You in a short while, then stopped and asked him why he walked so slowly, but Song You From descending from Yinyang Mountain to now, most of the time they walk at the same speed.

...

Two days later, Xiangle County.

This is the last county in Xuzhou, and if you go further, you will reach the boundary of Pingzhou.

Pingzhou is mountainous and foggy, and there are many legends of immortals and ghosts. People also believe in these and fear them, but they like to talk about them. This creates a strong atmosphere of immortals and gods, making it sound like there are ghosts everywhere. There are fairy gods and ghosts all over the place, so much so that it has affected Xiangle County, and there are many ghost legends about fairy gods and ghosts here.

Also today is the vernal equinox.

The vernal equinox is like the autumnal equinox, day and night are of equal length. For the same region, it is two different reincarnation intersections where day and night alternate. Careful comprehension, own harvest.

This touch of mystery was given to Yanzi.

As for birthdays...

Song You actually didn't care about birthdays, let alone this day, but it was hard and boring in the Taoist temple, it was inconvenient to purchase, and it was troublesome to go down the mountain. This day gave him a reason every year, so that he could persuade himself to take some money and go down the mountain for a while. Take a trip, or visit the county town or market town, or buy some good meat, a little more presumptuous than usual, or a little more diligent, so that you can do something you like.

Today happened to be the last trip to Xuzhou.

It's a little more commemorative.

The swallow only sent him to the boundary of Pingzhou.

A little more parting.

So Song You spent a lot of money, bought a roast chicken, bought a catty of mutton, and found a restaurant, ordered two small dishes and a pot of good tea, so that he could reward the five internal organs temple and say goodbye to the swallow.

...

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