And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 42
After Chen Yuan left Luxian Temple, he wrapped the rusty sword on his back with black cloth again, put it back on his back, and strode forward on the official road.

Pingliang County, where his family is located, is in the southeast of Lujiang City.

So if he wanted to go home, he had to go south along the official road in front of Luxian Temple.

Pass through Nanshi Mountain, walk to a similar location, and then turn on an official road leading directly to Pingliang County.

Passing by the market next to Lu Xian Temple, Chen Yuan took a special glance at the stewed cake shop he used to go to, and found that the shop had opened, and the owner was busy on the pot in front of the door, and didn't notice He passed in front of the shop.

"I didn't intend to alarm anyone, just leave like this."

Chen Yuan saw that the boss was busy, so he stopped thinking about saying hello to the boss.

Following the crowd on the road, they went straight in front of the biscuit shop, passed through the bustling market, and continued on their way.

Chen Yuan didn't know, it wasn't long before he walked here.

The middle-aged stewed bakery owner carried two bowls of steaming mutton stewed cakes that had just been cooked and sprinkled with green onion, and happily walked towards Luxian Temple.

……

The further he walked, Chen Yuan found that there were fewer and fewer houses on both sides of the road.

At the beginning, on both sides of the official road, one or two villages could be seen occasionally, but later they basically turned into trees.

Fortunately, there are a lot of pedestrians on this official road, so I don't feel lonely.

Pedestrians are all on their way. Many people are tired from walking and exhausted. They will sit under the shade of a tree by the side of the road to rest for a while, eat some dry food and drink some water, and continue on their way when their strength recovers.

Chen Yuan, who was in the Dantai Realm, did not say that his physical strength was exhausted, and his footsteps were far faster than everyone else.

But Chen Yuan's driving speed was not too fast, just a little faster than most people. After walking for about an hour, he would rest for a while on the side of the road before continuing on his way.

Chen Yuan, a young Taoist priest with a rusty sword and a burden on his back, was not particularly conspicuous among the passers-by.

In this way, Chen Yuan walked for four hours from the time when the red sun rose in the east to the time when the sun set in the west.

Then a mountain with a height of more than a hundred feet and a lot of stubborn rocks could be seen appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

"Master Daoist, why don't we go together, there are many monsters in the mountains, although there are mountain gods in Nanshi Mountain to protect them, but it is said that there are monsters in the mountains, we'd better be careful."

When I was about to enter the mountain, I just met on the road, a caravan with more than ten people, pulling seven or eight carts full of goods, one of the leading middle-aged businessmen who had been paying attention to Chen Yuan, walked up to Chen Yuan and invited Chen Yuan .

"Are there any demons in Nanshi Mountain?"

Chen Yuan frowned and asked.

He had some doubts in his heart, isn't this Nanshi Mountain God's territory?
Why are monsters raging.

"Yes, some people have seen it, but there are different opinions about what kind of monster it is. Some say it's a fox monster, some say it's a deer monster, and some say it's a tiger monster."

The middle-aged businessman was dressed in a brown silk suit and a cap. He had a moustache with a hook around his lips, a hint of oiliness in his eyes, and an iron wrench on his right thumb. He looked at Chen Yuan smiled politely.

The reason why he came to invite Chen Yuan was because of his own thoughts.

In this world, monks who can walk alone outside are mostly capable.

The young Taoist priest in front of him seemed to be carrying a sword on his back.

Even though the young Taoist priest in front of him is too young to have any profound skills, he should have two brushes.

Inviting this young Taoist priest to the team will save money and improve the safety of the caravan.

All he has to pay is a very polite invitation and a few words. This is a very cost-effective deal.

"Since there are monsters in Nanshi Mountain, aren't you afraid?"

Chen Yuan asked curiously.

"Ham, there is nothing to be afraid of. Although there are monsters in Nanshi Mountain, the monsters on Nanshi Mountain are not harmful to people. They just play tricks on passers-by and talk to passers-by from time to time. Besides, Nanshi Mountain is also protected by mountain gods. Woolen cloth."

The middle-aged businessman said.

"No, I'm used to walking alone."

Chen Yuan shook his head and refused.

The reason why he rejected the middle-aged businessman's invitation.

One reason was that when he was going to pass by Nanshi Mountain this time, he would pay a visit to the Nanshi Mountain God whom he met at the City God's Banquet.

The second is that he doesn't know the origin and details of this middle-aged businessman and his caravan, and he doesn't want to rush with strangers who don't know the details.

"Since the Taoist leader is unwilling, forget it, I'm taking the liberty."

The middle-aged businessman was not ashamed to be rejected by Chen Yuan, he turned and left with a smile.

As a businessman, he knows the importance of building a good human relationship.

Although he invited the young Taoist priest to go with them and was rejected by the young Taoist priest, there is no need to be ashamed and offend people for nothing.

The merchants they do business are usually rejected more often.

Seeing the middle-aged businessman leave with interest, Chen Yuan looked at the Nanshi Mountain, which was not very tall, but the mountains stretched endlessly, and walked into Nanshi Mountain without looking back.

Seeing that Chen Yuan had already entered the mountain, the caravan headed by the middle-aged businessman also entered Nanshi Mountain.

……

Not long after Chen Yuan entered Nanshi Mountain.

The Golden Crow sun set on the western mountain and gradually fell down.

After a crimson sunset glow appeared, the world quickly fell into darkness.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan was lucky. Not long after dark, he found a small dilapidated house on the side of the road in the middle of Nanshi Mountain.

This dilapidated house is four feet long and more than two feet wide. It is a square building.

After Chen Yuan took a closer look, he realized that the house only had walls but no roof.

Judging by the shape and size, it used to be a temple.

But at this time, in this temple, not only the idols worshiped are gone, but it is impossible to see what kind of temple it used to be, and its roof has completely collapsed due to disrepair.

Its wooden doors and windows were also removed.

But when you go out, it would be nice to have a shelter from the wind and rain.

Although the house does not provide protection from the rain, it provides protection from the wind.

Chen Yuan thought about the weather during the day, and it didn't look like it was going to rain at night.

And this season has not yet reached spring, and it generally does not rain suddenly.

Decided to stay here for one night.

He first went around to gather a bundle of firewood and came back, and lit a bonfire in a corner.

In the dark night, the bonfire can not only keep warm, but also prevent wild animals from attacking.

It was also when the bonfire was lit that Chen Yuan discovered that there were traces of piles of ash on the ground of the house.

"In other words, this place has been lived by passers-by before."

Chen Yuan said to himself.

Chen Yuan was not surprised either. In this barren mountain, as long as there are walls and tiles, it is a place where passers-by live.

Then Chen Yuan sat cross-legged by the campfire, closed his eyes and meditated.

But not long after, when the bonfire was burned out and Chen Yuan got up to add more firewood, he found a sound of horseshoes and wheels not far away.

"It's unlucky, the rest places in front have been occupied by people in advance."

"It looks like we're going to sleep in the wild tonight."

"I remember that there seems to be a ruined temple in front of it. Although the ruined temple has no roof and there are few people living there, the walls have not collapsed, and it can block some cold winds. It can barely make do with it for a night."

"Look, there seems to be a fire in the ruined temple in front, and there are already people inside."

"It doesn't matter, go over and have a look, tell the people inside to give us some space, and it will be more difficult to find a shelter from the wind if you go forward."

Then there was a conversation.

Not long after, a group of people came in from the outside. When Chen Yuan looked up, he realized that the person who came was the middle-aged businessman who had invited him to walk with them just before dark and before entering the mountain.

"Master!"

Seeing that it was Chen Yuan, the middle-aged businessman said in surprise.

Then he became happy, he thought that the ruined temple was a caravan just like them!

I didn't expect that there was only Chen Yuan alone, so it would be great.

"Master Daoist, we are really destined to meet again! You can see that it is already so late, and my caravan and I haven't found a place to rest yet. The ruined temple is so big, can you give us some?"

The middle-aged businessman asked Chen Yuan for his opinion very politely.

"I'm just a passerby passing by, you can do whatever you want."

Chen Yuan didn't care.

"Thank you, Daoist."

Hearing that Chen Yuan agreed, the middle-aged businessman said very happily.

Then he came in with him, and the two warriors in narrow-sleeved jackets with swords on their waists went to settle the goods and personnel outside together.

"The shopkeeper, the temple doesn't belong to him. Anyway, there is a spare place, so we can live in it. Why bother to ask that Taoist priest?"

"That's right, with so many of us, I'm afraid that he won't succeed alone..."

When they left, Chen Yuan vaguely heard the words of the two martial artists beside the middle-aged businessman.

"Harmony makes money, there is no need to offend people for such trivial things."

But the middle-aged businessman said.

They deliberately lowered their voices when they spoke, but they couldn't hide it from Chen Yuan at all, and Chen Yuan heard them all.

Chen Yuan, who was sitting by the bonfire, looked at the bonfire in front of him. The jumping bonfire flames were reflected in his pupils, and Chen Yuan smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)