I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The first ray of morning light came from the sky, passed through the mist in the mountains, gradually descended from the top of the mountain, and sprinkled the entire mountain, so the ginger flowers all over the mountains and plains were bathed in the morning light. All appear very clear and clean.

Bathing in the morning light with the spring flowers, there is also a swallow.

A black-and-white swallow is actually not pure black, but blue-black, with a slight metallic luster in the sun. It flies freely between the sky and the earth, sometimes up and down, sometimes left and right. The morning mist in the mountains turns into balls from a high-altitude perspective. It is also from this perspective that the Jiangbo flowers half covered by the morning mist are magnificent and hazy. One piece, covering the top of the mountain.

This is a beauty that is difficult for mortal eyes to see.

"call……"

The swallow passed through a cloud of mountain mist again, and the picture scroll in front of it quickly changed from hazy to clear, and then it folded its wings, plunged down suddenly, and plunged into the sea of ​​pink flowers.

Going over the tip and passing through the branches, it is very dexterous, as if walking through the world of flowers, all pink flowers in the field of vision.

The flowers in the eyes of swallows are bigger than those in human eyes, and each flower is almost as big as itself, so it has a different kind of beauty. When passing by the flower, you can clearly see its texture and texture, and the faint floral fragrance with a hint of ginger lingers on the tip of your nose all the time.

Occasionally bump into it, and pass through it.

This is also the fun that ordinary people can't experience.

Until a Taoist appeared in front of him.

The Taoist closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the Jiangpu flower forest, with a blanket under his body and a quilt bag beside him. A bay red horse gnawed on the grass under the tree, in the eyes of the swallow, it looked like a giant. A three-coloured cat was sitting upright beside the Taoist licking its paws, when it suddenly noticed something and raised its head to stare at it.

A night of mountain wind, I don't know how much red fell.

The flowers are still falling.

Be it the Taoist, the felt, or the top of the quilt, all the petals of Jiang Puhua fell on it, and even the boar red horse that has been moving has a few pieces of pink jade scattered on its body.

Sanhuamao is clean.

Maybe it's too small and the petals can't fall.

but……

A petal fluttered down and just happened to land on top of her head.

The three-flowered cat paused immediately, showing a puzzled expression, and then tilted its head back high, trying to see what was touching its head, but this action only caused the petals on the top of its head to slide down. So when it raised its paws to touch its own head, it couldn't touch anything, so it became even more puzzled, and began to turn around and somersaults on the blanket, even the swallows were ignored.

The swallow folded its wings and shot at the Taoist like an arrow.

"Canopy..."

The swallow disappeared instantly.

The Taoist opened his eyes.

Looking down, there are petals on my shoulders and legs. In fact, this is not enough. When I just woke up this morning, the blanket was already covered.

He picked up a piece casually, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, comparing the difference with the swallow's eyes in his heart.

"Taoist priest."

"Um?"

"Did you touch me just now?"

"Let's take it for granted."

"What are you touching me for?"

"I didn't touch it."

"Who touched that?"

"..."

Song You stood up from the blanket and shook off the petals on his body: "It's almost time for us to go."

"oh."

The three-flowered cat left the felt consciously, stood on the grass covered with petals, looked down and looked up again, and waited until the Taoist shook off the petals on the felt, folded them up and put them in the quilt bag again. When the horse strode away on its back, she only took small steps to follow.

It is still one person, one horse and one cat, and it is still the path that meanders through the grass in the forest. They are all the way down the mountain full of flowers, bathed in the morning light, and they are not in a hurry.

"Who touched that?"

Sanhuamao has the spirit of perseverance.

...

Another day trip.

at dusk.

The group walked along the barren mountain ancient road and turned over the last mountain. This is already the boundary of Nanhua County.

Song You hadn't seen the farmlands and cities and villages yet, but he heard loud and clear singing voices first, men and women, singing in unison, and when he got closer, the singing became clearer.

"It's March spring again~~"

The Taoist stopped on the mountainside and looked into the distance.

There are still many mountains and rivers ahead, all shrouded in twilight, but fields can be seen in the mountains. Occasionally, a little golden color can be seen in some places, and the cauliflower here is particularly late. And the singing sound echoed in the mountains, the female's loud and the male's heavy, it didn't know where it came from.

All this shows that he has walked out of those hundreds of miles of barren mountains and ancient roads, and returned to the human world.

"It's already March."

Song You felt a little emotional and continued to move forward.

The horse and the cat followed him.

The wind filled the mountains, making Song You's clothes tremble, but it was cool, and the sky was mixed with gray clouds. There is even a large area of ​​blackness, and the world in front of them doesn't seem to be planning to welcome them well.

After going down the mountain, it merges into the main road.

I also saw pedestrians on the side of the road, either carrying a load or carrying a basket, or riding an ox cart or a donkey cart, or walking on foot. They all knew that the mountain rain was coming, so they hurried.

"May I ask how to get to Nanhua County?"

"Follow this path."

"How far is it?"

"More than ten miles away."

"Thank you."

"It's going to rain..."

The voices of passers-by have become farther and farther away.

Song You also continued to move forward.

After half an hour, the rain has fallen.

The rain in the late spring seemed to have a little bit of the momentum of summer. It came heavy and urgent, and it hit the head and face. The road was wet in the blink of an eye, and muddy flowers bloomed on the ground.

Song You put on the coir raincoat and the bamboo hat, and he put the Sanhua cat in the quilt bag.

The misty rain in front of me is hazy, and the road ahead is twists and turns.

The sky also became darker little by little.

It seems that I can't go to the city.

Song You wanted to find a pavilion to hide from the rain, but he didn't see the pavilion. Instead, he saw a small temple with the remaining daylight.

The temple is on the side of the road, on a small slope.

The small slope is not high, only more than ten feet.

The temple is not big, just a few huts.

"Exactly!"

Without thinking, Song You stepped up.

The horse still followed him.

Song You quickly walked up the small slope, and looked up habitually, but there was no plaque hanging on it, and there were no couplets on both sides.

Still he rang the knocker.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The sound of the rain was so loud that no one would hear it, so he knocked twice more. After a while, there was the sound of hurried footsteps and the sound of splashing water.

"Squeak~"

The door was opened a crack.

Contrary to Song You's expectations, there was a bhikkhuni standing inside, that is, a nun.

He looks about 30 years old, his skin is slightly yellow, maybe he is not 30 years old. She didn't hold an umbrella, and in just a few steps, the moon-white monk's robe was already soaked by raindrops, but there was a canopy at the door to cover the rain, so she stood under the canopy and looked up and down at Song You. ask:

"Which one are you looking for?"

Song You was stunned for a moment, and then showed helplessness: "I don't know this is a nunnery, so I took the liberty to visit, and I'm sorry to disturb you."

He gave a salute to express his apology, then turned and left.

Buddhist temples do a good job of being "convenient to people", and it is easy to stay overnight, but if it is a nunnery, it is obviously not suitable for men to stay overnight. What's more, it's getting dark now, and it's still raining heavily outside, and there are no pedestrians on the road below, let alone staying overnight, standing at the door with someone and talking a few more words may be alarming.

So Song You didn't ask much, and left.

But then I heard the nun ask behind me:

"Which one are you looking for?"

Song You just turned around and took a step. Hearing the words, he had to turn back and replied politely: "I didn't look for anyone. I'm from a mountain in Lingquan County, Yizhou. I just passed by here and suddenly encountered heavy rain. I didn't find anyone on the way. I came across a pavilion that can shelter from the rain, so I saw a roadside temple, so I dared to come to ask for a place to stay, but I didn’t expect it to be a nunnery, which disturbed the masters’ meditation, and please forgive me.”

"Didn't you come... to find someone?"

"no."

The nun stopped at the door and looked him up and down.

Suddenly, the quilt bag on the horse's back was shaking, but it was the three-colored cat who heard someone talking outside, urged by curiosity, and managed to get out a cat's head. With the increasingly dim light of the sky, the nun could still see clearly that it was a cat, and those eyes were particularly radiant, staring at her unblinkingly as soon as it poked its head out.

At this moment, the rain was unabated, and the raindrops hit her head, wet the hair on the top of her head, and sometimes fell on her eyes, or flowed down the top of her head to the eyes, so she had to keep blinking.

But he refused to shrink back.

"what is that?"

"It's the cat that walks with me."

"Where are you from?"

"I came from Yizhou, passed through Xuzhou, and then came here. I planned to go to Nanhua County to have a rest, but suddenly it rained heavily."

"Are you a Taoist priest?"

"I have been cultivating in a Taoist temple since I was a child."

"You want to come to hide from the rain?"

"He came here to hide from the rain."

The nun obviously thought for a moment before getting out of the way.

"Then come in..."

"How can this work?"

"It's good that you're not a villain."

"Of course I'm not a wicked person." Song You smiled politely, "It's just that I'm a man, after all, it's inconvenient, so I don't want to bother you... But since I met Master, I would like to ask, how long will it take to get to the city from here? ? When is the city closed?"

"It's okay, it's raining heavily outside, don't get wet." The nun saw that he was gentle and polite, and her voice softened a lot, "There are still ten miles to the city, and I'm afraid I can't get in now."

"Are there any other shelters around?"

"Come in, there happens to be another room, the rain is so heavy, and no one else is coming."

"..."

Song You was a little strange, but he didn't think too much about other things. He only pondered for a while, and then bowed respectfully: "Then come in and burn a stick of incense. If the rain subsides, I'll leave right away."

The nun hummed, but didn't say much.

Song You led the horse into the door.

After the nun closed the courtyard door, she pointed to a shed in the corner: "The horses can be tied there. The rain probably won't stop tonight. You stay here for one night and leave early tomorrow morning."

Song You wanted to say no again, but he heard a man's voice faintly in the heavy rain.

It was raining heavily in the courtyard.

In order to avoid getting caught in the rain, the nun had already run quickly across the yard with her trousers legs up to the shed, and Song You had no choice but to follow after seeing this.

"Why doesn't your horse have a rope?"

"The horse is obedient and does not need a rein."

"Then how to tie it?"

"Don't tie it down, it will stay here and never wander around."

"real or fake?"

"Every sentence is true, don't dare to lie."

"..."

Song You unloaded the quilt from the horse's back, and the horse just stood obediently, motionless. The nun looked at them from the side, frowning, still worried that the horse would run wild at night.

"My surname is Song Mingyou, and my name is Menglai. I haven't asked the teacher's father's name to be taboo."

"Don't ask."

"good."

The nun took him to a small room.

Song You originally only said that he would burn incense in the hall to avoid the rain, but now he no longer insisted on it. He just thanked him respectfully and went into the house with the quilt bag.

This shower was really heavy, and the quilt bag itself has a certain waterproof ability, and it has been soaked in by the rain, and the things inside are completely wet. Song You took them out and prepared to deal with them. He went to the city tomorrow to find a place to wash and dry them. However, while tidying up, they could already hear the melancholy sound coming from the next room amidst the sound of rain.

Yes--

Many nunneries do not even allow men to go in and burn incense. How can a nunnery take the initiative to stay for male guests? How can a small nunnery have a shed specially used to tie donkeys and horses?

This is a nunnery, but it is not.