"No house......"

"I'm sorry, guest officer."

"It's been a long time since I lost my house."

"Where is there a house in the city?"

"Full ......"

"Ouch, guest officer, I'm really sorry, the small shop really can't even sleep in the firewood room! Recently, there were many Jianghu people from the south and north of the city, not to mention the reverse journey in the city, that is, the chicken feather shops and temples outside the city were full, and many Jianghu people were looking for an alley at random. ”

Song You asked for a long time and received a bunch of rejections.

Maybe there are too many people asking about the room recently, and some people are also annoyed by asking, which is not perfunctory but also impatient.

However, the last shopkeeper was kind-hearted, and when he saw that he was a Taoist, he talked to him a lot, and finally said: "But if the guest officer really doesn't want to sleep on the street, the villain can come up with two ideas for the guest officer." ”

Song You immediately bowed and saluted:

"Ask the store for advice."

"First, the guest officer went to the nearby people's homes and knocked on the door to ask. Some people with active brains and no daughters at home have made beds at home and sold them to those Jianghu people to live in to earn this money. "The shopkeeper is an older person, so he has such patience," besides, the guest officer is a Taoist gentleman, no better than those Jianghu people, even if he meets ordinary people, says a few good words, meets a kind-hearted person, or believes in Buddhism himself, he will let Mr. stay. ”

"Dare to ask the store, what is the second method?"

"The second is the view of walking outside the East City Gate. The Taoist temple master has a bad temper, and many people in the rivers and lakes come to ask for accommodation, but he shouldn't be, and I heard that some Taoist heirs who go to the rivers and lakes go to ask for accommodation, and he shouldn't. The guest officer can try his luck, maybe the viewer will answer. ”

"Thank you."

Song You only thanked the shopkeeper repeatedly.

Turned around and went back down the street.

It's still a lot of people coming and going.

Sanhua Cat looked up at him suspiciously, although she didn't speak, you can see her expression, Song You seemed to hear her voice.

So he replied in a whisper:

"Go out of town."

Compared with the two, it is more difficult to go to Jiaoguan to spend the night, but the accommodation conditions are obviously better, and it is more clean.

Maybe the viewers who go to Jiaoguan just don't like those Taoist heirs who are too deeply involved with the martial artists of the rivers and lakes? Thinking about it again, Anqing is picturesque, so well-known, the Liujiang Conference has been held more than 20 times, and in more than 100 years, it is calculated that there have been two masters of Fulongguan who have been born and traveled, maybe they have also been here, maybe they have also rushed to the Liujiang Conference, and they have also been troubled by the question of where to stay.

One man and one horse went to the east city.

The cat, afraid of being stepped on, stood on horseback.

There are many cat lovers in these years, and even many Jianghu people who dare to fight and kill have fallen under the soft voice of cats. Sanhua Niangniang was born good-looking again, and Master Kong praised her extraordinary, and many people turned back for her along the way. There are also those who raise their eyebrows and flick their tongues at her, and some even reach out to touch them. Sanhua Niangniang can actually smell people's kindness, but after all, she is not a pet cat, and she has lived alone for many years, so she is still very uncomfortable with the likes and teasing of these strangers.

Annoyed by the avoidance, the Taoist priest turned around and asked her if she wanted him to hug her, and she thought about it for a while, and then jumped into his arms.

All of a sudden, both sides benefited.

Going out of the city from the east gate, there is a view not far away.

The Taoist temple is not big or small, there is a courtyard wall, a banner on the top of the mountain gate, gilt handwriting pen walking dragon snake:

Go to Jiaoguan!

Look at the mountain gate again:

Heaven and earth are selfless, and they are naturally blessed for good;

The sages are taught, and self-cultivation can be a family.

There is no need for Song You to come forward and knock on the door, several Jianghu people have already arrived here and want to stay here.

Most of the people in the rivers and lakes are exquisite, but they are also rude.

So this emphasis is divided into two kinds.

Some people are sensible, know how to measure, know how to advance and retreat, know what to do, what not to do, and how to do things in the world, which is from the inside out. Some people are particular about just following the rules, and the reason why they are particular is just to get the same reward from others, and if they don't get their wish, they may change their faces.

Just like a few Jianghu people at this time.

After knocking on the door, when asking for accommodation, he hugged his fists and bowed down, his words were polite, and the etiquette was in place, but when he found that he was like this, others still did not want to keep them staying, and he felt a little resentful and unfair, feeling that he begged for courtesy, but the other party did not treat him with courtesy, and he was despised, so he wanted to ask for an explanation.

But the boy was young, but he was not to be frightened.

"You heroes must know that you hold a conference in Anqing every five years, a lot of people from the rivers and lakes come, how many famous factions, how many masters of the rivers and lakes, who have I ever stayed to stay overnight?"

"What do you mean? You boy is bold! ”

"Think about it, if some masters of the rivers and lakes come with swords, they can stay in the Guanzhong, and my Guanzhong will already be full of people...... Do you really think you're too late? ”

Several people in the rivers and lakes thought about it carefully, their faces suddenly turned blue and white, looked at each other a few degrees, found a scene, or turned around and left.

Passing by Song You's side, you have to take a few more looks.

Someone reprimanded him and asked him if he wanted to be coldly faced, Song You only smiled, and waited until they were far away, then he stepped forward and bowed.

The tone is gentle from the inside out:

"The Taoist is polite."

The little boy looked him up and down, and saw that he was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a cat in his arms, and his face was delicate and white, and he did not look like a person from the rivers and lakes, so he did not rush to close the door, lest he knock again, but asked:

"What's the matter?"

"In the next surname Song Mingyou, the word dream comes, in Yizhou Lingquan County Yin Yang Mountain Fulongguan practice, travel here, see the city is overcrowded, want to stay here."

Tong'er looked at him again.

Taoist priests generally do not claim to be subordinate.

"Are you really a Taoist priest?"

"There is a degree in the body."

"Martial arts practitioner or cultivator?"

"Don't practice martial arts."

"I don't know if I can take a look at ......"

Unconsciously, Tong'er's tone has become more polite.

It seems that Song You guessed correctly before, this viewer who walks Jiaoguan is not ruthless, but he doesn't like rough people in the rivers and lakes. As for some of the descendants of the Taoist temple called Taoism, which is actually a martial arts school, they may feel that their entry into the world is too deep, or they have neglected Taoist practice because of martial arts practice, so they don't like it.

So Song You took out the degree and handed it respectfully.

Seeing this fold, Tong Er remained silent, opened it and looked at it carefully, then handed it to him and said, "Let me go and report to the master first, and then the master will decide." ”

The Lord seemed to be inside, and he could hear the voice.

"Master, there is a Taoist chief outside the door, who said that he was not practicing martial arts, but said that he had traveled to Yizhou, and he was the successor of Fulongguan in Yinyang Mountain in what county......

"What's the view?"

"Fulongguan."

"Yin Yang Mountain Fulong Temple?"

"The disciple read the degree, and it was written like this."

"Invite him in!"

Song You pursed his lips when he heard this, lowered his head and looked at the cat.

There was already a sound of footsteps inside the door, from far to near, and when the door was opened again, it was no longer a crack.

"Distinguished guests, please come in."

The little boy walked behind him first, wanting to lead the horse for him, but when he found that there were no reins, he was stunned for a moment, and then waved the air to hide his embarrassment, and said to him: "Brother Dao can put the horse in the courtyard, Brother Dao doesn't have a rein, and you don't need to tie it if you want to, okay?" ”

The title has also been changed.

Song You thanked him, looked up, and saw an old Taoist walking towards him quickly, with an eager look on his face.

"Are you a descendant of Fulongguan?"

"The younger generation is polite......"

"But Lingquan County Yin Yang Mountain Fulong Temple?"

"Exactly."

"Do you know the multi-wayfarers!?"

"It's the family teacher."

She ...... How is she now? ”

When Song You saw this old way, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head secretly in his heart.

I have long thought that my master or ancestor may have come to Jiaoguan, but the probability in my heart is also very low, how can I think that not only has I come, but there seems to be a lot of fate.

Thinking in my heart, it does not affect the surface of the respectful hand:

"The tutor is fine."

"Come on, come on!"

Lao Dao immediately pulled him inside, and told Tong'er to prepare dinner and entertain Song You with delicious food and drink.

"What's your name?"

"Song You, the word dream comes."

"Is there a road number?"

"There is no road number yet."

"My name is Qingyangzi, have you ever heard your master mention it?"

“…… The younger generation has always had a bad memory. ”

"Oh......"

Qingyangzi suddenly showed a disappointed expression.

Then he said, "Is your Taoist temple closed?" In my early years, I went to Yin Yang Mountain to look for it, but I didn't find anything. ”

"Taoist temples are often closed and hidden."

"Often?"

“…… Generally, the mountain is closed in the morning, so that you can sleep until you wake up naturally. ”

"What about the afternoon?"

“…… In the afternoon, sometimes the mountain is closed, sometimes it is not, and even if it is not closed, most of them can only be visited by pilgrims from the bottom of the mountain. ”

"That's ...... so"

Qingyangzi regretted it again.

There seems to be some comfort in regret.

At least not just him, but all the old people are no longer seen.

So I had to say: "The long path of many paths is naturally far from being comparable to the poor road, and it is normal and normal ......to find it."

Muttering, voices getting quieter and quieter.

Song You shook his head even more secretly.

It is unimaginable that an old Taoist at such an age would have such a state of distraction.

But I wasn't surprised.

It is true that Master seldom told him about his early travels, but based on the few things he had heard and the details he had accumulated over the past 20 years, he could probably guess some things.

That old man should have looked good when he was young.

After all, it is still rare for women to walk the rivers and lakes in these years, if they are not as martial arts as Wu Nuxia, or as Taoist as they were when they were young, they must rely on something.

Good-looking, profound, outgoing, loves to make friends, is not bound by the world, regardless of the government ghosts and gods, so they get in touch everywhere.

When he returned to the Taoist temple, he was in his old age, his face was reduced, he was stubborn and refused to prolong his life, and he was proud and unwilling to see people, so he lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely went out. Later, she figured it out and didn't care about these anymore, but at this time, she fell in love with loneliness, and spent most of her day alone in a daze, talking to starlings, sleeping or doing other things she liked to do, and loved getting along with herself, and entered a new realm.

Immortals, immortals, dust, are indistinguishable from each other.

It's just that the road is long, the river is north and south, and I don't know how many people's youth have been missed.

Many of them are gone, right?