Fundamentals of Catching Immortals

Chapter 509

Although it's a pocket money, but this little money is really pitifully small.Before, it was to treat my mother's illness, and the house was already mostly empty. In addition, I had a decent funeral for my mother, which cost me a lot of money.Therefore, the money left for the young man as travel expenses is actually not enough to support him for one-third of the journey.

But young people never feel bitter.

Along the way, he wrote letters for others, copied them for others, and helped them appreciate calligraphy and paintings, and earned some money, which was enough to support him and Yuan'er's trip to Beijing.

However, the journey is far away, and there are still some difficulties along the way.

For example, at this moment, there was a sudden heavy rain outside the door, and he had to stay overnight in this ruined temple in the wilderness.

Holding the bookcase tightly and holding the white cat in his arms, the young man searched for a dry place in the dilapidated temple and squatted down.He wrung out the corners of his drenched clothes, wiped the rain from his face with his hand, looked up at the statue of the God of the Earth in the ruined temple, who was also drenched in the rain with him, and smiled wryly.

"It's not too bad." The young man suddenly lowered his head, and poked Yuan'er's wet little nose with his hand: "It's not bad to use the sky as a quilt and the ground as a banquet, and have the land master as an evening chatter. Don't you think so, Yuaner ?”

"Meow!" The little white cat didn't seem to agree with the young man. It tried hard to get out of the young man's arms, but the young man kept pressing her furry head back with his hands: "Don't make trouble, it's cold outside. This temple It’s just that the leakage in this small area is not serious, if you get out, you will definitely get wet.”

The white cat writhed vigorously in the young man's arms, desperately trying to get out, until the young man sneezed suddenly, and then it froze and stopped.

The young man rubbed his nose, and murmured with a nasal tone: "Well, that's good. Yuan'er is not making trouble, give me a warm hug..."

When the cold spring is expected to be cold, the night cold is the most intense.Coupled with the fact that the young man was drenched in rain, he was really freezing at the moment.But most of the roof of this ruined temple was leaking, and he couldn't make a fire even if he wanted to, so he had to hug the cat to keep warm.

Traveling during the day is also hard work, so even under such a sad situation, the young man quickly fell asleep.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but the sleeping young man gradually felt warmer.

It was as if he had a dream.

The somewhat familiar girl in white squatted beside him, holding an umbrella in her hand to shield him from the splashing rain.

"You look like this, your mother will feel so distressed when she sees it." The girl's voice was clear and clear, and she sighed softly.

The young man was trembling a little, he curled himself up and shrank to the cold brick floor in the corner.

His body suddenly became warmer and warmer, as if he was a child, slipping into his mother's warm arms...

It was dawn and the sky was clear.The young man thought that his illness would be unavoidable, but when he woke up, he found that he was not uncomfortable at all.He squirmed twice in his arms, and the sleeping white cat covered half of its face with a pad of flesh, sleeping soundly.The young man turned his head to look, and was stunned.

On the spot where he curled up all night, there was a faint circular mark.

As if, there was an umbrella that once covered this place.

"Yuan'er, do you think we met the fairy sister yesterday?" The young man was happy, stood up energetically, took the bookcase and carried it on his back.

The white cat seemed a little impatient, wriggled and shrank back into the young man's arms.

"Little lazy cat." The young man happily walked out of the ruined temple, thinking that he had escaped a catastrophe.

The cat trembled and sneezed, and the young man rubbed its little face: "Why, are you sick?"

(End of this chapter)