I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 683 The world is big and the grass and trees are green

The air is cold and clear on a winter morning.

The Taoist held a dagger in his arms, pulled it open, and said to the cat on the table: "Miss Sanhua, please come in and take a look around this small town. Maybe you can meet old friends by chance."

"Where's the swallow?"

"The swallow went to the mountains to visit the mountain god for me."

"Visit the Mountain God!"

"We have come a long way, so we naturally have to inform the mountain god before visiting so as not to appear presumptuous."

"Cat girl!"

"come in."

"Ok!"

The cat jumped up, turned into a flower shadow, and entered the Taoist's torn robe.

Then he poked his head out of his robe.

The Taoist opened the door and walked down.

Halfway up the stairs, I reached out and patted my trousers.

"Well……"

The cat had no choice but to shrink its head back again.

The Jingfu Inn in the morning is much busier than at night. There are many people sitting in the lobby having meals. Of course, not all of them are residents of the inn. Most of them are just here to eat. In all likelihood, they are eating soup cakes. Talking about things in low voices, commenting on the taste of the soup cakes in the store, or discussing the rebellion in the east, and the increasingly stringent taxes imposed by the court.

There are also people coming and going on the street outside.

"Sir, you got up so early, your genius is just shining!" The store owner happened to be walking through the lobby. When he saw the Taoist, he greeted him with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

"Go out for a walk first, then come back and eat."

"That's fine. Now is the busiest time in the city." The store owner smiled, "There aren't many people in our small place, so it won't be lively for long. When the sun gets a little higher, everyone will disperse."

"Yes……"

The Taoist walked out of the inn with his bulging robe in his arms.

"Rumble..."

There was a faint muffled sound above the head.

Many pedestrians were startled and looked up.

"Oh..."

"Why does it thunder in winter?"

"It's not cloudy today either."

"Weird thing!"

"Weird!"

The Taoist also raised his head and stared at the sky.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward with the stick, slowly and unhurriedly.

The bluestone road is still uneven. The most conspicuous potholes are on the left and right sides of the street, parallel to the eaves of the shops and houses on both sides. They are small potholes washed out by the rain over the years. In addition, there are many large and small unevennesses on the road. I don’t know whether it was washed out by rain or trampled by the hooves of pedestrians and horses. They are all traces of time.

The cat's head popped out again.

First he raised his head and looked at the sky curiously, then lowered his head and looked at the familiar streets.

In a trance, I seemed to see a girl wearing three-color clothes walking backwards. On this road, she fell.

"Rumble..."

After brushing, the cat looked to the sky again.

The Taoist's footsteps did not stop.

The bamboo stick in his hand collided with the stone slabs of the street, making a slight sound. The bag swayed as he walked, and the cat inside swayed with it. His eyes were like glass and lakes, reflecting the clouds in the sky.

It wasn't until the Taoist walked into a relatively quiet alley, and the bustling sound of the downtown quickly faded away, that she spoke:

"It's thundering in the sky!"

"Don't worry about it."

"It's not thunder!"

"How does Sanhua Empress know?"

"It doesn't thunder in winter, and it doesn't thunder on sunny days," the cat said. "And it feels weird and a little scary."

"Sanhua Empress is extremely wise."

"Are you right, meow? Then what is this?"

"It's a good thing."

"Good thing?"

Before the Taoist could answer, there was another rumble in the sky.

It was deep and deafening, like a chariot rolling by.

There is a momentum brewing between heaven and earth, like some kind of coercion. Ordinary people can't feel it. They only feel that the thunder in the clear winter is strange. But if you are an extraordinary person, you will feel panic and oppression. If you have a keen sense of fairies and ghosts, Divine monks, or those who have done evil in the past, may even feel breathless.

This is barely a good thing——

Now that the five roads to heaven have been reorganized, Song You's justification has been completed, but the immoral gods and the resistance from the sky are still half-way, and Song You is planning to depose them.

If you want to depose the gods, you have to choose a time to go to the palace to watch, you have to think hard about your speech, and you have to get the consent of the human court before you can anger them, or you have to go to them in person and fight with these gods. It's always a hassle.

Now that they were the first to attack and find them proactively, they saved themselves the trouble ahead.

There are also bad places——

The Four Saints of the Four Directions and the Heavenly Emperor of Tiangong took the initiative to take advantage of the situation, and they did take advantage of it.

As for the rolling thunder in the sky, it is thunder if you say it is thunder, and it is not thunder if you say it is not. It is a letter of war from the Four Saints to the Taoist, urging him to quickly accept the challenge. It is regarded as the etiquette of the gods. After all, the hinterland of Dayan is full of villages and farmers, and there is a county within a few dozen miles. If the gods do not seek good for the people, they are not worthy of doing so. If a god can still fight in the lower realm at will, then it is not an exaggeration to call it a demon. At the same time, it is also a natural phenomenon in the heaven and earth caused by many powerful ancient gods in the heavenly palace descending to the lower realm at the same time.

The Taoist ignored him and continued walking.

After passing through this quiet alley, the other end of the alley became lively again, and the sound of people came to their ears again.

It's just that this street is not the main street in the city. There are not so many small merchants and hawkers, so it is relatively quiet.

The Taoist just wandered around slowly.

Until nearly noon.

The Taoist walked to a familiar street.

At this time, there were no more people on the road. Most of the people outside the city had already left the city and returned home, and the people in the city were also busy with lunch. In just one hour, the place changed from lively to deserted.

"Puff puff..."

A swallow flew from the sky.

The swallow, which should not have appeared in this season, stayed on the rain eaves on the street. He lowered his head to look at the Taoist, looked left and right, and whispered: "Sir, the mountain god invites you to go to the mountain to reminisce about the past."

"understood."

The Taoist smiled with satisfaction.

"Scheduled in three days."

"understood."

The Taoist looked forward.

Yanzi had a wide field of vision. Although he didn't turn around, he noticed some movement ahead, so he immediately closed his mouth and remained motionless, imitating Sanhua Empress and pretending to be a fake bird.

Occasionally there was thunder from the sky, and he raised his head slightly and glanced at the sky.

Unlike Sanhua Empress, he naturally knows what the thunder means, and what will happen next. He even knows which gods are in the lower realm of the heavenly palace, and why the husband asked him to visit the mountain god.

Pingzhou Mountain God has a good reputation, and has been at odds with the Tiangong gods for a long time. On the one hand, the reason is that he is an innate god and extremely powerful. He is not on the same path as the Tiangong incense gods, and he is naturally easily feared by the Tiangong gods. On the one hand, he has a bad temper and refuses to bow his head. This was the case hundreds of years ago. In the past ten years, after the Great Demon Rebellion in the North was quelled, and before Mr. Xiang began to reorganize his way to heaven, the Heavenly Palace also had the idea of ​​​​suppressing it in the lower world.

Pingzhou Mountain God is an innate god. In the hundreds of miles of barren mountains of his own, he is no worse than Huoyang Shenjun. The hundreds of miles of Pingzhou barren mountains are also an excellent battlefield.

At this time, the sky is already showing pressure. It is impossible that the Pingzhou Mountain God does not know what this means, but still sends an invitation to let Mr. enter his dojo. This in itself shows that he is also aware that this is a problem for both him and Mr. Excellent opportunity.

Yan Zi thought about this, feeling heavy in his heart.

Then he withdrew his gaze from the sky and lowered his head.

But he couldn't help but be stunned.

What is sir doing at this time?

I saw my husband standing there, motionless, looking forward. Following his gaze, there was a four or five-year-old child at the end of the street. He was wrapped like a ball and his black and gray clothes were dirty. He was holding a rope in his hand. The end of the rope was connected to There is an exquisite bronze dove cart. The children pull the rope and pull the golden dove cart to walk on the ground. They run twice from time to time and laugh, without forgetting to look back, as if they are really walking a bird.

Not long after, someone came behind me.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a long winter coat and a smile on his face. He grabbed the child's hand and led it back. The thunder in the sky could not scare them, nor could it scare the Taoist.

It's really a very good picture.

The Taoist looked attentively and couldn't help but smile.

There is a small flag next to it with the words "Li Jia Buzhuang" written on it, and the aroma of food can be faintly heard in the courtyard.

"That person looks familiar."

The calico cat in the waistband whispered.

"yes……"

"Taoist priest, aren't you hungry?"

"Then let's go back too."

"Ok!"

The Taoist turned around and walked towards the inn.

"Puff puff..."

Swallow follows behind.

About a quarter of an hour later.

There is an alley not far from the inn. There are mostly small houses in the alley. Some of them have open doors and many earthen jars containing different pickles. There are also a few people placing them on the roadside.

The Taoist slowed down and stopped in front of a slightly older woman.

"Stall owner, how do you sell pickles?"

"..."

The woman raised her head slightly and stared straight at him, suddenly stunned.

His eyes were startled at first, then showed a look of recollection, and gradually turned into shock, as he looked the Taoist up and down.

"you……"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The Taoist's tone was very gentle.

"I never thought I would see you again, sir!"

"How have you been doing these past few years?"

"Thanks sir, I feel much more comfortable."

"After we said goodbye, I couldn't forget the pickled cauliflower flowers I had eaten. I accidentally learned that I could have a chance to taste them again, so I came to visit my old friend." The Taoist didn't say anything else, but took out a small coin from his bag. bag, "I would like to buy some."

Almost at the same time, the cat poked its head out of the sash and stared at the woman in front of her.

"It's just some pickled vegetables. The Taoist priest is kind to us, how can we charge money?" The woman shook her head and said, "It's just that there are no cauliflowers this season, so let the Taoist priest try the sour bamboo shoots that are more famous in Nanhua."

"You are also kind to us."

"It's a must..."

"Just pretend less."

"..."

The woman didn't say anything anymore, she just took out the bamboo tube and filled it with him.

The Taoist thanked him respectfully and then left.

Neither party mentioned what happened back then, everything was kept in silence, and the words of gratitude were also tacitly understood.

Back to the inn, I asked for two bowls of soup cakes and a room extension for two days.

The soup cakes were quickly brought into the house.

The Taoist also took out the sour bamboo shoots.

The soup cake is still divided into two portions.

The sour bamboo shoots are cut into long strips, with a little bit of soup. They smell a little strange, but are very crisp and slightly sour in the mouth. They are a perfect match for porridge.

Although I didn't get to eat the pickled cauliflower that I was craving for, the craftsmanship of the masters at the nunnery has not faded, and the taste of the sour bamboo shoots is no less than that of cauliflower.

The Taoist smiled again.

Seems to be extremely enjoyable.

As for the faint sound of thunder in the sky, the meaning behind the thunder has become an insignificant matter. I only enjoy the moment and rejoice in simple and small things.

Yan Zi was watching from the side and suddenly thought of a sentence——

Know the universe, still pity the green grass.

……

In the ancient times, when cultivation was at its peak, the harm done by the great masters to the world has not been forgotten by the world. Therefore, in today's era, it is very difficult to reach the realm of the ancient great masters. The great masters who have survived from the ancient times to the present day Most of them are hidden in the Heavenly Palace and are not easy to go to the lower world. Occasionally, they are not easy to get together in the lower world.

Now several great powers descend to the realm at the same time, naturally causing strange phenomena in the heaven and earth.

Such visions are mostly concentrated in the sky above Nanhua, but they actually have a wide impact on the human world. Those with keen spiritual consciousness can detect them even if they are thousands of miles away.

Just like the bells of the four seasons last year.

The bells of the four seasons ring, and everyone in the world knows it.

It's not much different now.

The ancient great powers descended to the realm at the same time, and heaven and earth could not tolerate it. How could the practitioners, demons and ghosts in the world not notice it?

……

Langzhou is thousands of miles away.

After the death of the "Sea Dragon King", the life of the two white rhinoceros monsters became easier and easier.

Although the aura of overseas countries is not as good as that of China, and it is also a barbaric land that is not suitable for the life of the white rhinoceros people. Psychologically, they still miss the homeland of China, but the faith of fishermen and merchants can also make up for part of it.

But in the past few years, they often think of what the Taoist said -

If one day you feel that there is a sudden change in the world of China, you can go back to help him. If you don't want to, just wait for some time and quietly return to Dayan to investigate if there are big changes in the Tiangong, then you can come back.

Until last year, when a bell rang, everyone in the world knew it.

The two white rhinoceros once entrusted a dream to believers in Langzhou and Yangzhou, asking them to check it out. They also sneaked back into the inner water to find out the cause. They roughly knew what was going on, and wanted to go to help, but found that the immortal master had already He won the battle with the ancient god Tianzhong before giving up.

Although the Immortal Master did not directly ask for his help back then, he still owed him a huge favor and contained the hope of returning to China. The two great white rhinoceros demons were still anxious.

Until now, I heard thunder in the distance again.

"..."

The two white rhinoceros demons looked at each other and without hesitation, dived into the water, turned from the sea into the Yinjiang River, and then went upstream from the Yinjiang River.

……

Outside Changjing City, on Beiqin Mountain.

Frost had just formed in the mountains and the lake was filled with smoke. The old man was sitting by the lake fishing quietly. Thunder came from the distance, but it did not alarm him. Only after a long time did he slowly put away his pole and stand up, looking to the south.

That is the direction of Pingzhou.

"Ugh……"

More than two hundred years ago, I followed Fuyang Taoist to slay gods and suppress demons. I didn't expect that after so long, I would still have to move.

Unconsciously, it turned out to be an old bone.

There was only a long sigh.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise.

The white snake as big as a mountain appeared and crashed through the snow-covered forest. As soon as it appeared, it quickly traveled through the mountains, avoiding towns and villages along the way, and headed south along the barren mountains at an extremely fast speed.

Everything in the way was easily swept away.

If any woodcutter spirit in the mountains happened to see it, they would all be horrified without exception.

(End of this chapter)