The middle-aged Taoist priest got up with difficulty, revealing the "Jie" banner with a cushion under him to avoid the cold, glanced at Song You, nodded immediately, and said in a loud voice:

"Let's go, let's go......"

I just fell down, and as soon as I took two steps, I heard the voice of a young Taoist behind me: "Changjing is big, the cold night is long, where is Brother Dao going?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest stopped and looked back.

Song You also looked at him, saw his thin body, and said helplessly: "The meeting is also fate, so I invite Brother Dao into the house to drink a cup of hot water, eat something, warm up and then leave." ”

“……”

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyes to look at him, his lips twitched a few times, and finally raised his hand to salute:

"Thank you, ...... Daoyou"

Song You opened the door and led the horse into the house.

The three-flowered cat crossed the threshold with him.

The middle-aged Taoist priest followed behind him, and after discovering that he was also a Taoist, it was a lot easier.

"You may be seated."

Song You put down his bags and said to him, "Brother Dao, wait a while, go downstairs and bring the stove, and then go to cook for Brother Dao." ”

I saw the middle-aged Taoist priest looking at the jujube red horse.

"The horses under the horse are very spiritual, they don't need the reins, and they will never hurt people, Brother Dao, please rest assured."

After speaking, Song You went upstairs.

Only the middle-aged Taoist was left sitting restrained, shivering twice from time to time, and staring at the three-flowered cat on the ground.

Song You went upstairs to light the stove and brought it down to warm the middle-aged Taoist.

Then he went to the stove house to cook a pot of porridge, and took out the preserved eggs he had made a few days ago from the basket, knocked one open and looked at it, and saw that it was covered with pine flowers, so he took one more and used it as a meal.

At this time, it was almost dark in Changjing.

Song You lit the oil lamp and reflected the scene inside the house.

There was only a simple meal on the table, a bowl of porridge, a plate of kimchi, and two peeled preserved eggs.

The young Taoist and the middle-aged Taoist sat opposite each other, the cat sat on the wide bench beside the young Taoist, and a red horse stood quietly behind him.

"Brother Dao, please use it."

"Daoyou ......"

"On the way back, we ate a bowl of soup cakes."

"I ...... This ......"

"It's just fate, no need to say more." Song You's voice was soft, "Let's eat." ”

"Thank you."

The middle-aged Taoist picked up the chopsticks.

Song You looked at him from the side, afraid that he would eat too quickly, so he spoke to him softly: "How long has it been since Brother Dao eaten?" ”

"Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, it's been three days."

"Is Brother Dao really a Taoist priest?"

“……”

The middle-aged Taoist was silent for a moment, and then stopped his chopsticks: "Don't hide it from Taoist friends, Poor Dao is not a true Taoist, but he just read some books, wore this clothes, and came out to earn fortune-telling money." ”

"It's okay, I'm also a fake Taoist priest." Song You smiled and said, "Eat slowly, after being hungry for a long time, you shouldn't eat too fast." ”

"Thank you."

The middle-aged Taoist picked up the chopsticks again.

"I remember when we met at the beginning of the year, Brother Dao was still telling fortunes on the street, why did he fall here?"

"This ......"

"Brother Dao may have forgotten, but he will still remember it below." Song You said with a smile, "At that time, Brother Dao was doing hexagrams on the street, and he didn't wear a Taoist robe, Brother Dao wanted to tell my fortune, I said that I was also a Taoist, and Brother Dao thought I was fooling Brother Dao at the beginning." ”

"Ah......h

The middle-aged Taoist seemed to remember:

"It's you!"

"It's fate."

"Alas......"

The middle-aged Taoist sighed: "It's a long story......"

"Brother Dao spoke slowly."

"Poor Dao originally lived in the north, Nai didn't go to the land, he couldn't eat, and then there was a war, and all the demons and monsters came out, and he couldn't find a way to live, no one could find a ......way to live," the middle-aged Taoist said with a little sadness, "Later, Poor Dao had to leave his hometown and go south to find a way to live." However, the poor Taoist did not have any skills, only remembered that he had read a few days of books and read a few fortune-telling books when he was young, so he got a Taoist robe and such a flag, pretending to be a Taoist, and making a living from fortune-telling. ”

"It's not difficult to tell fortunes in Changjing to make a living, right?"

"It depends on the person......"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head in shame: "Now it seems that the book that Poor Dao read when he was young is just a fake book, Poor Dao has no real talent and learning, and his speech is not neat, so he can only earn some auspicious money according to the time when the students enter Beijing to catch the exam and the New Year. ”

"I see......"

Song You nodded, feeling that it made sense.

The so-called "auspicious money" is really good, and such behavior is actually no different from cheating.

Song You pushed the two preserved eggs on the plate to the middle-aged Taoist, and also pushed a small plate of soy sauce to him, saying: "Don't just drink porridge, this is a specialty of my hometown, called preserved eggs, also called Songhua eggs, don't look at it black and feel uneatable, in fact, it can be eaten, but the taste is a little strange, some people love to eat, some people don't, you may feel strange when you just eat it, dip it in soy sauce, it will be better." ”

"Thank you ......"

"I don't know where my brother is from the north?"

"Yanzhou people."

"Yanzhou is approaching the border, right?"

"It's close to the border." The middle-aged Taoist said, "In the past, when General Chen had not yet come to the north, every year the people of Saibei went south to plunder, and life was already difficult, and then a big battle beat the north to ten rooms and nine emptiness. Later, the war was calmed down, and we also won, and the Saibei people didn't come much, but the farmland had become a wasteland, and there was no one for dozens of miles. ”

"Life is hard."

"If that's all it is, it's just that there are few people, but when there are few living people and many dead people, demons and monsters will come, and who would dare to live there?"

"How many people are there like Brother Dao who go south to survive?"

"It's not much, but there aren't many people left, and among the rest of the people, half of them are kept, and half of them are running around, where there is a way to live, go wherever they go."

"I have also heard that the demons and monsters in the north are very rampant, and I have heard a lot from a general, but although the general is guarding in the north, after all, he is a general on the border, not the people in the rear, and I think he doesn't know much about the suffering of the people in the north." Song You looked at him, "If Brother Dao is willing to explain a thing or two, then it would be even better." ”

"There's nothing to talk about, ordinary ghosts are nothing more than making trouble, eating people, making people panic, like a military disaster. But if it is the demons who have become the weather, they are like enclosures as kings and feed the people. Those who are more charitable only need to regularly offer to those they want, whether they are virgins or virgins, or those born in the month or year, according to the king's request, and they will be able to keep peace for a while. The cruel ones used the people as vegetables in the field and chickens in the pens, and killed them at will, and even heard that in some places, the demons only ate their hearts and livers, and the roadsides were full of human heads. ”

The middle-aged Taoist's hands holding chopsticks were trembling.

"It's so terrible!"

"In addition to demons and monsters, the north is also rampant with epidemics, and once the plague comes, it can be three points more terrible than demons." The middle-aged Taoist said, "Some people have also become demons in the face of the epidemic. ”

"I see."

Song You stared at this person for a long time before nodding.

Looks like God wants him to go north first.

I don't know if it's God.

Song You shook his head, didn't ask these questions, and only continued to ask him: "Brother Dao has been making money by telling fortunes for others since he left his homeland?" ”

"There's really no other way."

"But Brother Dao is not a real Taoist, and he has not learned the ability to really deduce divination, so it has been a long time......" Song You paused and smiled slightly, "Not to mention whether it is a fraud or not, it is also difficult for Brother Dao to support his family by relying on this Tao, like these days, Brother Dao has not eaten a grain of rice, and his clothes are thin, so how many more days can he last?" ”

"What Daoyou said is reasonable, if it weren't for Daoyou, Poor Dao wouldn't die tonight, I'm afraid he would die tomorrow night." The middle-aged Daoist showed a bitter look, shook his head and said, "But what can be done, speaking of which, Poor Dao has lived many years longer than the rest of the original family." ”

"I am willing to give Brother Dao a few small money, but the winter in Changjing has just begun, and I am not a rich man with thousands of family wealth and vast mansions, so this little money is not very useful."

"This ......"

The middle-aged Taoist was stunned for a moment.

I want to excuse myself habitually, but I'm afraid that the other party will really not give it, and I want to be cheeky like a fortune teller, but at this time, I can't open my mouth.

The expression was wonderful for a while.

After a while, he said ashamedly: "Daoist friends are willing to help, they are already grateful, how dare they ask for anything else?" If Poor Dao dies one day, it will be fateful to think about it, and it is only to blame Poor Dao for having no other ability, and he has deceived people too much, and he has suffered retribution. ”

"How does this egg taste?"

"Huh?"

The middle-aged Taoist was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why he suddenly asked, but he also hurriedly said: "It tastes quite strange, but when it is dipped in soy sauce, it tastes quite good." ”

"It is used to cook lean porridge, which is the best fresh."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, ......"

"It's made from duck eggs." Song You ignored his thanks, "It's also very simple. It's just that since I went down the mountain, I have traveled all over the state, but I haven't seen it anywhere else, and I regret that people in the world can't taste such a simple delicacy, and because I have to make my own food if I want to, and I can't buy it everywhere. ”

"This is indeed ......"

The middle-aged Taoist was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something, and he was stuck halfway through his words, and looked up and stared at Song You in a daze.

Song You's eyes were calm, and his face was also very calm.

"Please show me the way!"

The middle-aged Taoist immediately stood up and saluted.

Song You smiled and only said to him, "Brother Dao, please sit down, it's important to eat." ”

The middle-aged Taoist sat down.

There were still a few duck eggs left at home, which were originally going to be boiled and eaten, but when the middle-aged Taoist finished eating, Song You took the oil lamp and took him to the stove house, explained to him how to make preserved eggs, and when he wrote it down, he gave him nearly the same amount of money, so that he could live these days. Afraid that others would be too honest and not eloquent, he told him how to sell it, and gave him the paper fur he bought in Yizhou, so he sent him out.

"There is a hotel near the East City Gate, it is a shop, only a few dollars a night, if you don't want to be cold on the street, you can go there to spend the night. It's just that you have to take care of the money on your body, and if you lose it, it's gone. ”

"Thank you! Daoyou is really a living immortal! ”

"It's nothing, I just think that Brother Dao is not a person who is good at deceiving people, and he uses fortune-telling and divination methods to cheat people out of money, which should not and cannot support Brother Dao. I only hope that from now on, Brother Dao will no longer have to do this kind of bothersome and deceitful work, and he can live in other ways, at least he will not have to starve and freeze again. Song You smiled at him, "What's more, Brother Dao also showed me the way, so it can be regarded as one for one." ”

“……”

The middle-aged Taoist looked a little solemn, and then solemnly saluted: "Poor Dao guarantees his life, and he will never do this kind of deception of money in the future!" ”

"Take care."

"Poor Dao is cold and confused, and he is hungry, and he hasn't asked the Taoist name yet."

"The surname is Song Mingyou, and there is no road number."

"Poor Dao's real name is Zhang Qing, and the Taoist lord's respect has been remembered in his heart, great kindness, and unforgettable."

The middle-aged Taoist gave a deep salute and left.

The figure was soon overwhelmed by the night.

I don't know where he went.

……

Ask for a double commuter pass!

(End of chapter)