I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 55 Stillness and Movement

"Squeak~"

Song You pushed away from his room.

This room is very big, as soon as you walk in, you will know that the quilts are just taken out of the cabinet. There should be very few people staying in the room when you go to the temple. Kaibian scattered in the room, it smells like wood, but it's not bad at all.

"what……"

Song You breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed.

It's a completely different feeling in bed.

But as soon as he lay down, before he could feel it clearly, he felt the three-flowered cat pulling at his trouser legs, and he understood it, so he straightened up again, picked her up, and wiped the soles of her feet.

This process is actually very enjoyable.

Song You wiped it and asked, "Is the lady Sanhua spotted by that heroine during the day?"

"She's already seen it."

The three-flowered cat lay obediently, with a clear voice.

"How did you get it?"

"Empress Sanhua doesn't know."

"Then how does Empress Sanhua know that she has already seen it?"

"Because she keeps talking to Empress Sanhua."

"Is that so..."

Song You couldn't help laughing.

It seems that this cat doesn't know enough about people. In fact, talking to cats is a very normal thing for people.

The three-flowered cat turned its head and stared at him suspiciously:
"Didn't she see it?"

"Mostly I can see it."

"why?"

"Because Empress Sanhua thinks so too."

"right."

"All right……"

Sanhuamao turned over and ran onto the bed, fell down on the ground, rolling and beating naturally.

Then he lay down again and asked the Taoist priest:
"Then can we talk here?"

"can."

"Can I catch mice?"

"It's okay." Song You paused, "But after all, Empress Sanhua is not an ordinary cat, and she has already transformed into a shape. You still have to be careful not to go into a locked and closed house. In some places, we can casually It's impolite to go in."

"The rats are in those houses."

"That can't be helped."

When Song You was talking, he had already lay down again.

This room is quite big. It is at the back of the Taoist temple. Even if someone knocks on the mountain door, he will not be disturbed. It is also next to a bamboo forest, full of the sound of the wind blowing in the bamboo forest. Song You likes this kind of artistic conception.

Apart from the best guest rooms, food and drink are also unambiguous, even the bay red horses are also stained because of this, and all they eat are high-quality semi-hay.

So one person and one cat lived here.

It was the end of the first lunar month, and there were still a few days before the Liujiang Conference on February [-].

In addition to eating together, the masters of Jiao Temple often invite him to drink tea, talk about Anqing County and Lingquan County, or take him out to enjoy the Anqing landscape, chasing the sea of ​​clouds, and chasing the sunset.The temple owner has lived in Anqing County for decades, and no one knows better than him where there are good scenery and where are the best viewing spots.

Traveling in mountains and rivers is also practice.

……

February [-], Horseshoe Mountain.

Today is a cloudy day.

Song You held up a khaki oil-paper umbrella and took the sanhuamao to Horseshoe Mountain.

Anqing is really a city of mountains and rivers.

However, most of the mountains in Anqing are hills, small and steep, and the steepest one is like a stone pillar inserted into the ground, and some even fall down, so most of them cannot be climbed.

But there are mountains that can be climbed.

Horseshoe Mountain is the largest mountain outside Anqing City.

The scenery here is also very good, but the host asked him if he wanted to come here a few days ago, but he didn't come.

Waiting to see it again today.

Today's smog is hazy and has a special flavor.

The location of the Liujiang meeting is not on the Horseshoe Mountain, but at the foot of the Horseshoe Mountain. There is a large open space at the foot of the mountain, which is very large, directly connecting the foot of the mountain and the riverside. The whole body is paved with bluestone slabs, named Yanxiantai.

When Song You arrived, his first feeling was——

There are many people, many people.

Most of them are from the rivers and lakes, and they are easy to distinguish.

Most people in the rivers and lakes do not have umbrellas.

In addition, there are also some businessmen, including people from aristocratic families, as well as fun-loving yamen in the state, even government spies, and ordinary people in Anqing County.

Some of these people held umbrellas, so that Song You didn't look like an outlier.

There are probably tens of thousands of Jianghu people alone.

What is the concept of tens of thousands of people?
In later generations, if a university holds a school meeting, if it can gather all the people, there will be tens of thousands of people.

But this time is no better than later generations.

Dayan has a population of nearly 10 million due to the implementation of the people's livelihood policy and the introduction of high-quality foreign rice seeds. There are a total of 1 counties, and each county has about [-] people. Anqing is remote, and there may be less than [-] people.And this is the population of the entire county, and the vast majority of people do not live in the county. In Anqing county alone, there may be more than [-] permanent residents.

No wonder there is no accommodation in the city.

Song You shook his head, wanting to squeeze in to have a look, but felt that the middle might be occupied by some well-known Jianghu forces. Just as he was struggling, he inadvertently raised his eyes——

There is a small pavilion on the mountainside.

Looking around, I saw a small road, which looked like a thin gray line falling on the mountain from a distance, and the end was the pavilion.

So he went in that direction.

Walking all the way, there is no companion.

Maybe the people in the Jianghu think that the pavilion is too far away, and the weather is misty and rainy today, so you can't see clearly from the mountain, so it's better to squeeze in, and when someone starts to tidy up, everyone will naturally have a place to watch.

Song You doesn't know martial arts, and he can't see much tricks when he gets close, maybe it's better if he can see them vaguely.

All the way up, it didn't take long to reach the pavilion.

Being condescending, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Yanxiantai, and naturally you can also see the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Song You was shocked for a moment.

It is not Yanxian Terrace, nor the people from the rivers and lakes on Yanxian Terrace, but the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Today, the drizzle is misty, the water and the ground are smoky, and the sun can't shine in, so the mountains and water have turned gray and black like ink, but the depths are different.Seen from a distance, the willow branches on the riverside are as thin as silk, thousands of them are blown in one direction, and there are small boats sailing quietly on the river. No matter the distance or the top of the mountain are blurred, it is difficult to distinguish the clouds and mist from the rain. The people underneath have turned into little black dots one by one, and everything is hazy, as if falling into a world of fog.

This is definitely not the scenery that can be seen from Yinyang Mountain.

Even in the previous life, it was extremely difficult to see such a beautiful scenery.

"Snapped……"

Song You closed the umbrella and put it aside. Seeing that the pavilion was clean, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, staring ahead quietly, and let the three-flowered cat yawn beside him.

Before they knew it, the Liujiang Conference had begun.

It started in this ink landscape painting.

Song You divided his eyes and went down to Yanxian Terrace.

To be precise, there is no exact time for the start of the Liujiang Conference. When people from the rivers and lakes arrive here, start talking and drinking, the conference has already begun. Today is the time for the martial arts competition at the conference.

After all, Jianghu people pay attention to martial arts.

More money, less money, only one head.

If your martial arts skills are low, you have to be looked down upon and bullied.Martial arts are high-strength, and when they meet in the future when they walk in the rivers and lakes, everyone will save more face and save some fighting effort.

It didn't take long before someone started to discuss.

Song You was surprised to find that this place is not as blurred as imagined, nor is it so far away, it is quite clear.

At this time, the two contestants below were holding a long spear and the other a thin sword.

One is wearing a bamboo hat and the other is wearing a coir raincoat.

The drizzle blurred the vision and reduced the sound. Song You couldn't hear the clinking of the guns and swords, and the voices of the crowd also became blurred.I saw a yin and yang fish picture in the middle of Yanxian Terrace, and the two men competed on the yin and yang fish picture, moving around, probing and dismantling their own moves.

The tension of the battle seemed to be diluted by the drizzle.

Or maybe it was because they had seen too many landscapes before, and they hadn't recovered yet. In short, in Song You's eyes, the two of them seemed to be dancing. A sword and a spear would spray out rainwater, and in the blink of an eye, there should also be water droplets falling in a circle, like a person holding an umbrella, turning the umbrella around, and the rain is like a bead curtain.

Even the swallows flying in the rain should have a few drops of rain on their feathers.

This is an ink painting poured by rain and fog.

Song You also saw Wu Xia.

This heroine was sitting with her fellow disciples, a good position in the first row, and she enjoyed watching it with gusto.

During the period, she stretched her neck from time to time and looked around among the onlookers, as if she was looking for someone, maybe he was looking for him, but she obviously couldn't find him in the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Soon, the fight was over.

The two chivalrous men seemed to be brothers, and they seemed to have known each other for a long time, and they stopped at the end, and there was no winner.

Maybe the outcome is already in their hearts.

Perhaps also in the hearts of the surrounding onlookers.

In short, Song You didn't have it in his heart.

And he didn't care, he didn't come to see the outcome, nor the competition, nor the excitement.

It's just a feast on earth.

From the morning to the afternoon, I don't know how many fights have been fought below. Swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes, hooks and forks, whips, maces, hammers, sticks, sticks, meteor hammers, and eighteen kinds of weapons have all been staged one by one.Many chivalrous men either point to the end or blood-stain the picture scroll, or are graceful or swift and vigorous, which is eye-opening.

During the period, disciples of the Xishan School also played.

As expected, the Xishan faction lived up to the bragging rights of that heroine. Not only did they play beautifully, they often won, and sometimes they even went on stage.

In this way, regardless of the outcome, in the minds of Jianghu people, the Xishan faction should be more capable.

I didn't realize it was dusk.

The sky is getting darker, so the ink and wash are a bit heavier.

The people below gradually dispersed.

Song You was still interested, so he went out of the pavilion, opened his umbrella again, and walked down the mountain.

Just arrived at the foot of the mountain, before walking out of Yanxian Terrace, I saw swallows flying in the distance, left and right, up and down, light and vigorous, in the rain and mist, it was just a little bit of freedom in this landscape.

Song You smiled, just as he was about to leave, he was startled suddenly.

Narrowing his eyes, he looked up at the sky again.

This is the beginning of February, barely counted as early spring. Swallows fly to the south in winter, and most of them have to fly tens of thousands of miles. Are they coming back after winter so early?

He faintly noticed it, so he turned around and looked——

In the midst of mist and rain, Horseshoe Mountain is still there.

But where is the pavilion?
Where did the mountain path come from?

……

Golden Jasmine has launched a plan to save expired monthly tickets——

It’s the end of the month again, and the monthly pass in her hand is about to expire. Jasmine usually doesn’t ask for a ticket, but it’s a waste if she doesn’t vote. It’s good to recycle it. Every baby with a monthly pass hopes to have a home. Come and save them.

(End of this chapter)