I didn't intend to be a Fairy

It has been two days since we met Pingzhou.

Sitting cross-legged among the mountains, Song You couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It's very aura!"

Just having plenty of spiritual power doesn’t necessarily speed up your practice, it’s just that it’s easy to practice, comfortable, and peaceful inside. Even if you don’t practice, living here will be peaceful and joyful, prolonging your life. Ordinary animals and plants stay in such an environment. After a long time, it will be relatively easier to attain Taoism.

Sitting here is very comfortable.

Especially Yunjuanyunshu in the distance, changing shape at a speed that can be seen clearly by the naked eye, not in a hurry, not afraid of the sunset, nothing to do, and there is a little cat demon picking mushrooms for you in the forest.

This situation, this scene, this day, there is nothing wrong with the little fairy.

"call……"

Song You let out a foul breath.

Looking back--

The little girl was carrying a bag, and she picked it up very seriously.

Song You didn't ask her to pick it up.

It was she who saw that Song You picked it up yesterday, and also saw that Song You liked to eat it, maybe she also thought it was fun, and when she stopped here today, she volunteered to pick it up excitedly.

"Taoist priest!"

The little girl ran back, her bag was bulging, filled with all kinds of fungi, many of them colorful.

The little hand tore open the bag and showed it to him:

"I picked up so many!"

"enough."

"..."

"sharp!"

"Yes."

"?"

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"Just give it to me."

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"Thank you, Empress Sanhua."

"You're welcome."

The girl then generously handed the bag to him.

Song You took it over and took a look, picked out many familiar and inedible or unknown fungi, and threw them on the ground.

The first essence of eating mushrooms——

Only eat what you know you can eat.

But after throwing and throwing, I found something was wrong.

There is a hand picking it up by the side.

The man didn't say a word, but he threw one, and she picked it up, and put it all in her pocket, and when she couldn't fit it, she ran over, stood on tiptoe, and put it back into the bag without saying a word.

Song You looked up at her.

She also looked up at Song You.

The four eyes met, one doubtful and one serious.

"what you do?"

"What are you doing?"

"I throw it away."

"I'll get it back!"

"..."

"..."

Good question and answer.

What an honest little cat demon.

The two pairs of eyes are still facing each other, and the strange thing is that Song You can't see any emotion from her eyes.

I had to explain patiently: "It's not that I don't want the mushrooms that Mistress Sanhua picked, but some mushrooms are just inedible and poisonous. We can only eat those that are not poisonous."

"poisonous!"

"yes."

"What will happen if you eat it?"

"Some will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, some will suffer from insanity, some will have hallucinations, see small people, and some will die."

"hiss!"

Only then did the girl realize the seriousness of the matter, and her eyes widened, so Deng Dengdeng took a few steps back, put her little hands behind her back, and said that she would not pick them up anymore.

Only then did Song You continue to pick and choose.

One by one the fungus was dropped.

The girl who was a few steps away watched it helplessly, suppressing her desire to pick it up again, her heart ached so badly that she couldn't breathe.

This is all hard work.

What a pity what a pity...

Picking and picking, there were some chicken oil yellow, old man's head, rice soup mushrooms and mountain mushrooms left. Song You took them to the nearby mountain spring to wash them, and came back with half a pot of water to build a stove. When it was done, the little girl Basically, the firewood has been picked up, but the horse is the most leisurely, just gnawing on the grass next to it.

It happened to be getting dark.

Light the fire and cook the soup.

As the sun sets and night falls, thousands of mountains become shadows, and there is fog in the mountains. There is only a line of fiery red in the sky and a little spark in the mountains.

When Song You finished cooking the soup, the girl had turned back into a three-flowered cat, curled up on the little clothes she had taken off, lying beside the fire, already asleep, and looked very small.

Song You didn't care about her, and served soup to drink.

"call……"

The mountains are cold and blown into fog.

One sip down, the whole body is warm.

The difference between mushrooms and most other vegetarian dishes is that it does not need to add meat or meat oil, and it can be very fresh.

"ah~"

He opened his mouth and spit out, and it turned into white smoke again.

There were ghosts crying and wolves howling in the mountains again. I don't know what they are doing, and I don't know where it came from.

Song You only glanced down——

The kitten slept soundly.

With peace of mind, who cares about mountain monsters and ghosts?

...

I do not know how long it has been.

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the fire gradually dropped, Sanhuamao felt the cold and shrank even tighter, but this subconscious shrinking also made her wake up. First the ears woke up, then the tail, and finally she raised her head and looked around in the dark.

I saw the Taoist priest sitting not far away, with his back turned to him, as if he was looking at the distant mountain, or at the stars.

"Taoist priest."

"Um?"

"what are you doing there?"

"Mistress Sanhua is awake, come quickly."

"oh……"

Nested in this layer of clothes, it was so warm, I really didn't want to leave, but I still struggled, stretched my waist, and then walked slowly.

"do what?"

"Miss Sanhua, look at the other side, is there light?"

"..."

Sanhuamao looked hard, its pupils wide open.

"It's kind of bright."

"That's it."

Song You turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "I'm still wondering if there are some poisonous bacteria that I didn't pick out and got poisoned."

"Are the mushrooms I picked delicious?"

"very delicious."

"very delicious!"

"It's even better if there's some ham or chicken stewed in it."

"Next time, Empress Sanhua will catch two mice for you and stew them in. They will definitely be delicious."

"I got it."

"Where is that over there?"

"I have no idea."

"Why is there light?"

"I have no idea."

"Are you going there?"

"I want to go, where is Empress Sanhua?"

"Empress Sanhua will follow you."

"Then go."

Song You immediately stood up.

The pots and pans just now have been washed and put away, there is nothing to clean up now, I just folded up the blankets under my body, picked up Empress Sanhua's clothes, stuffed them all into the quilt bag, and walked towards that side along the mountain road.

Another half hour passed.

Sanhuamao was still walking ahead with small steps, and was almost at the mountain pass. She couldn't help but quicken her pace, without turning her head, she just ran and said:

"There's a hole here!

"There's a rock!

"There's a stick!

"have……"

She just ran up the mountain pass and looked down, but she was stunned.

The clear shouts also stopped abruptly.

Song You still walked forward in a leisurely manner.

The light came from the bottom of the mountain, and at this moment it was condescending, and as the body rose higher, the luminous place appeared in front of his eyes little by little.

It was a market town!

Moreover, it is a very lively market town, just on the mountainside below, covering a wide area, not to mention the bright lights, and a lot of bonfires in the middle.

The three-flowered cat looked down and then looked up at him.

"yes."

Song You nodded towards her.

It is at least a hundred miles away from the nearest military town or city, so there shouldn't be such a market town. What's more, the market town shouldn't be at night, and it shouldn't be in this barren hill.

"Go and visit."

Song You continued to walk down the mountain.

The mountain road is only three feet wide, so it’s okay to walk during the day, but you have to be extra careful when walking at night.

All the way down the mountain road, looking close, walking far, it is dark and sloppy, and there is a cloud of fog in the middle, passing through the fog, it is clear and cold, and there is a sense of trance.

The road seems to be longer than expected.

As I walked, I felt inexplicably that it was no longer the road I saw on the mountain. I didn’t know where I went. The road became wider and wider, and the scenery along the road changed. There were no big trees on the mountain, and there were many forked roads that should not have been there, but the light I saw on the mountain before was getting closer and brighter.

Also started to meet pedestrians.

The first one was better, no different from normal people.

The second one has a pale face, protruding eyes, and sticking out tongue. It is said to be a hanged ghost, but it is more like being strangled to death.

The third was unusually strong, with a boar's head.

I also saw a mountain deer walking quietly.

They all carried or held lanterns of different sizes and shapes.

Song You looked at them within the scope of etiquette, his face was still calm and natural, and he was still walking in that direction.

The three-flowered cat followed him, but no longer ran forward, but was almost close to his feet, causing him to almost step on her several times.

Gradually, I met more and more "people".

There are those who are in the same direction as them, who come from different paths, merge into the main road, and go to the place of light. There were also those facing them, who came from the light and walked into various paths. These paths were all shrouded in the night fog in the mountains, and it was impossible to see where they led.

Without exception, each of them carried lanterns in various shapes and sizes. Some were carried in their hands, some were hung around their necks, and some were held in their mouths. Each of them shone a piece of light. The dots of light gradually converge into dragons on this misty mountain path, coming and going differently, which looks quite beautiful.

Someone also discovered Song You.

At this time, the biggest difference between Song You and them is probably the Taoist robe on his body.

Maybe some ghosts can smell other things too.

So these people stared at him.

Sanhuamao was a little nervous and got closer to him.

Song You didn't care, and went all the way forward.

Until I walked into this market town, my eyes became brighter.

Dayan has a rich night life, and Yidu is the third largest city in the world, but ordinary nights are not as bright as here, only temple fairs, New Year's or Mid-Autumn Festival can compare.

Song You walked and watched, thinking while watching.

Obviously, this market town doesn't open every day, it should be the same as the human market town, it is held every few days, even like the temple fair, only once or several times a year, that's why there are so many mountain ghosts and goblins.

Some mountain ghosts and goblins have completely turned into human forms, and they look like people. If they are not handsome, they are strange people. Some still retain their pre-transformation features, and are even simply animals. Some are slightly scribbled, or have a pre-death look. Some mountain spirits are even more strange and strange that ordinary people have never seen before. Song You has practiced in Yinyang Mountain for so many years, and sometimes dealt with goblins and ghosts, but he has never seen so many kinds of goblins and ghosts.

Looking at the market again, there are lanterns everywhere, and the fire inside is extraordinarily bright. Under the bright lights, there are stalls everywhere, and there are even quaint houses next to them with open stores.

Numerous goblins and ghosts shuttle among them.

As for the things they buy and sell, they are not very unusual, most of them are common things.

Pots, bowls and pans are the most popular, as well as clothes of different fabrics, metal knives, freshly harvested wild fruits in spring in the mountains, freshly picked mushrooms, skewered pheasants, fish and rabbits, vegetable meat stalls, and various bugs. There are some differences from the things sold in ordinary human markets, but generally speaking, the difference is not big, and the essence is the same.

It's the fireworks in the barren mountains, the different kinds of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Song You took the sanhua cat and the bay red horse, and walked slowly through the market.

It's just that no matter where he goes, it will be quieter, as if a monster has come to the human market, everyone turns their heads, stares at him and doesn't speak, and only whispers when he leaves.

You can vaguely hear their conversation:

"It's a person!"

"That cat seems to be fine."

"That horse is not ordinary."

"How do people come here?"

"Why isn't he afraid?"

"Accidentally broke in again? Why have people accidentally broken in in recent years? What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid it was brought by the cat? It broke the rules."

"Maybe! That's a Taoist priest!"

"Taoist priest?"

"Look at the Taoist robe..."

"Oh..."

As soon as Song You turned his head, they immediately stopped talking, and hurriedly avoided his eyes, not looking directly at him, and only stared at him from behind after he left.

The three-flowered cat gently pulled his trousers under his feet.

"No problem."

Song You said softly to her, and continued to move forward.

This time it was really strange.

Thanks to the leader of the "Crazy Rabbit Eating Meat" gangster, bow and show your breasts!