Outside Anqing County, Fujia Grange.

A bamboo hut is close to the farmland, and the windows pushed up are supported by wooden poles to the maximum, and the spring breeze and spring are good to come in.

Outside the window, there are thousands of hills, overlapping into a painting.

A scholar in the window sat lazily, there were a lot of pen, ink, and inkstones on the table, and a pile of straw paper, some of which were pressed by the paperweight, and some of which were spread on the table at will, and the small characters were written on it, and the spring breeze spread the ink fragrance all over the house, and the smell was also intoxicating.

There is no shortage of paper balls in the bamboo basket next to it.

The scholar picked up a few of the recent ones he had written, put them in front of his eyes and looked at them carefully, scribbling them from time to time, and thinking about them from time to time.

There are rumors of praying mantis eating the shadow of people in Nianping County, and the local people walk around when they encounter praying mantises, especially on sunny days. I heard that the newly appointed county official didn't believe it, so he went out to inspect one day and sat in the field, and he was really eaten by a praying mantis, and when he found it, he had eaten half of it, and now the county official only has half of the shadow left no matter when he goes out and how big the sun is.

The scholar went to visit on purpose, not a rumor.

There is also a county on the edge of the Liujiang River, and if the locals want to learn to swim, they do not go down to the river, but go to catch a kind of dragonfly in the summer, and use the dragonfly to bite the child's navel, and after biting, they will naturally swim.

Upon inquiry, this is how the locals learned to swim.

The scholar also went to catch this kind of dragonfly last year, used it to bite his cousin's navel, and then pushed his cousin into the river, I don't know if Anqing's dragonfly is wrong or my cousin is no longer a child, it has no effect.

Naturally, these have to be written down in the book.

From time to time, scrutinize and change a few words.

……

Looking at it, the scholar remembered the encounter on the Liujiang River at the beginning of this year, and couldn't help but smile for a while.

Although I have heard and memorized many stories, all of them have magical and wonderful things, but where can I compare to the encounter with that little gentleman?

Across thousands of mountains and rivers, looking for Taoist temples but can't.

On the way back, I happened to meet a real person but didn't know it.

It's ingenious, it's wonderful.

And thinking of the gentleman's demeanor, the pleasure of getting along with him on the ship for a few days, and his encouragement and affirmation of himself, the scholar could not help but smile, and it was really difficult not to write it down.

I struggled in my heart for a moment, and finally put pen to paper.

dipped in ink, and pondered with a pen, how to write and how to phrase it, so as not to bury this fate on the river.

The daylight outside the window flickered, and the flower shadow sat forward during the banquet.

The spring breeze blows in full of the sweet fragrance of cauliflower, which makes people's hearts calm, but it blows the straw paper and pages on the table, turning them over with a loud noise, and makes people helpless, obviously illiterate, what to turn the book indiscriminately.

In the blink of an eye, the scholar thought again-

Maybe it was because the master felt it, and asked Qingfeng to come to inquire.

Maybe it's because the lonely ghost between heaven and earth also likes these stories he wrote, and can't wait to come in and read them.

The scholar smiled and took the pen.

The paper has been written full, read it roughly, only feel that the text is beautiful, the words are also beautiful, the clouds are flowing water, there is fun between the indifferent, and there is fairy spirit between the fun, I really like it.

There's only one topic left.

The scholar pondered silently.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Cousin......

It's my cousin's voice.

The scholar turned his head to look, but his brows were furrowed.

It's not that I'm afraid that when I open the door, there are a few little ghosts, and I learned my cousin's voice to coax myself, although I have heard and written this kind of story into the book, but if I really meet it, I am full of calmness, so I politely invite them to drink a cup of tea. What he was afraid of was that as soon as he opened the door, in addition to his cousin, there were also the elders of the clan and the teacher of the clan school, who wanted to drag him back to the middle school or the clan school.

It was just a farm house, and because of its distance from the clan house and the beautiful view, it was used by him as a study.

Writing miscellaneous books in these years is not glorious after all.

It's not impossible. If I write at the age of thirty or forty, there will be no one to talk about myself. Wait until you are fifty or sixty years old to write, and if you can say that you are afraid that you will be long gone, if you can still talk about yourself, you will just write them into your own story. But now that he is only in his twenties, the clansmen still hope that he can study hard and gain fame.

After all, there are a few people like that gentleman who are detached from the world and are not bound by the eyes of the world.

Otherwise, how can you be a master?

"Cousin!"

There was still a knock on the door calling for him.

"Alas......"

The scholar put away the draft paper, got up and pushed the door.

I thought that if my cousin brought an elder or teacher from the clan, I would take him to experience the rumors of praying mantis eating shadows this summer, so as to enrich the story in the book with more details.

"Squeak~"

As soon as the bamboo door opened, there was only one person outside.

My cousin, who was also in his early twenties, stood outside and looked at him with a smile: "I knew you were here!" Why did it take so long to open the door? Could it be that a coquettish female ghost is hidden? ”

"Just you?"

"Of course! Or else? ”

"Why are you here?"

"Naturally, something's wrong!"

"I'm busy today."

"I just came back from the city, and I heard some things, and I think you must be interested, so I'm here to tell you."

"Is the Liujiang Conference over?"

"Not yet. However, after the competition, there was not much excitement to see, and many idle people in the rivers and lakes dispersed. Only the big factions of the rivers and lakes are still left, drinking and talking about things together every day. ”

"What have you heard?"

"An Qing has reached Lingbo Waterway, do you know?"

"Huh? How does it work? ”

"Haha! I know you haven't heard yet! ”

"Come on!"

"Pour a cup of tea and ...... first"

"Bad fart! Hurry up, hurry up! ”

"The water demon was eliminated by a passing immortal."

"Passing by? Which way is the fairy? ”

The scholar hurriedly moved a chair and stool, sat down with him, and stared at him.

"I don't know which way it is, anyway, it was a shepherd boy who first found out that the water demon was dead and ran to the city to inform the officials in the city. The shepherd boy said that it was a fairy with a red horse and a three-flowered cat, and traveled around the world with the appearance of a young man. ”

"What?"

"What's wrong?"

"Say it again."

"Cousin, don't be in a hurry......"

The cousin laughed at Jiajia, not knowing how dangerous his shadow was at this time, so he only talked to him from the beginning.

After listening to this, the scholar was stunned for a long time.

For a while, I remembered the stories I had heard about the Fulongguan, and then I remembered the transcendent demeanor of that gentleman, hidden in the fairy mountain outside the world, walking in the world to subdue demons and eliminate demons, only with the fate of the people due to fate, even if the people without fate go to the door, they can't find the whole mountain, how is this Yin Yang Mountain not a fairy mountain, and how is the person in the mountain not an immortal?

I have something new to write about.

However, he didn't want to write at this time, he just wanted to sit for a while and savor the new story and the previous encounter.

The first reader of a writer is himself.

But I don't know where the gentleman has wandered and what he is doing.

……

It is still 200 miles away from the boundary of Pingzhou.

Song You was lying on a hill.

The soil on the mountain is very good, this piece of soil is full of peas, it grows densely, there is no gap at all, and from a distance, it looks like a green blanket.

At this time, the peas are not yet ripe, but they have already borne fruit, and they have grown to a size slightly larger than mung beans, just enough to be eaten raw.

Pick a piece of pod, take out the peas, and put it in your mouth, it is very tender and refreshing, with a hint of sweetness.

Song You used to eat like this before.

When I was in Fulongguan, I planted peas by myself, so I naturally tossed them casually. In my previous life, when I was young, on the way home from school, I ran to other people's pea fields with my classmates to lie down and eat, relying on the tolerance of adults to children

Now it's barely enough to steal food.

It's just that you have to pay it back if you eat it.

In the same way, no matter in the past or present life, in the past and present, this moment is very peaceful.

Lying down and looking at the sky, the eyes are full of blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze blows in front of you, bringing the fragrance of pea seedlings, and a swallow flies freely in the blue sky.

I just feel that my heart is free, quiet and beautiful.

As the saying goes—

I lay on my back on the earth, no house, no tent, so free, no worries, my life deserves such a moment.

Song You took another piece of pod to pull it away.

There is a little more sweet taste in the mouth.

"Knowing the ...... of Soso"

The three-flowered cat next to her is crawling, sniffing left and right, looking up and down, and sometimes jumping up to pounce on Fluttershy.

Fluttershy is the size of a fingernail and is blue-purple in color, making it difficult to catch. If she caught it, she would take it next to the horse and put it all in her cloth pocket to feed the swallows.

She felt that the swallow was always afraid of her.

The Taoist priest said that swallows are afraid of cats.

So she never caught a bird to eat all the way, and she held back and let go of what she could easily catch several times, but the swallow was still afraid of her and refused to stand with her. She thought maybe she would catch some worms for him to eat, and please him, maybe it would be fine.

Song You didn't care about this, let her play.

"Hoo ......"

The swallow swept low in the air, leaving a sentence:

"Sir, someone is coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's voice rang out:

"Where's the thief!?"

Song You immediately straightened up from the mound.

I saw a woman with tanned skin walking up from the path down the mountain, staring at the people in the soil, nervous and angry.

Seeing that it was a Taoist, she relaxed a little, but she was still very angry.

"Who are you? But stealing my peas? ”

It's really like in a previous life, when I was a child, I stole peas from other people's peas in the mountains and was discovered by adults.

But that's not the time after all.

"Sister-in-law, don't panic."

Song You only laughed and groaned, patted off the soil and grass clippings on his clothes, stretched out his hand to the edge of the soil, and immediately a little bit of luster fell, like stars and rain, falling into his fingers.

Then he gave it up:

"A mountain man in Lingquan County, Xiayi Prefecture, travels the world, passes through here, and borrows some peas from his sister-in-law to satisfy his hunger. However, it is not eaten secretly, the peas here will grow back again at most one night, and they will be more than the original, sister-in-law, please see it. ”

"You ......"

The woman was immediately frightened and did not know what to say.

"Say goodbye below."

Song You arched his hand at her and walked down the mountain.

The three-flowered cat continued to flutter twice, trying to catch the butterfly, turned her head to look, and saw that he was gone, she stared at the butterfly reluctantly, and then turned her head and ran to chase him. The jujube red horse took a silent step, and the swallows in the sky crossed an elegant curve in the air, and they all followed him.

The path was overgrown, and after not going far, several figures were blocked and could not be seen, only the sound of the horse's bell was still faintly heard in the mountains, and the direction could not be distinguished.

The woman stared blankly, her eyes wide open.

It took a long time before I slapped my leg.

"Oops!"

I'm afraid I've met a fairy.

Thanks to the leader of the "Star in the Night" boss, bow and show your chest!