"Look at my little mountain god!"

"I saw ......"

"Isn't it amazing?"

"Awesome ......"

"I still have a big wolf! More than a dozen! ”

"See."

"Isn't it amazing?"

"Awesome ......"

"Do you know any spells?"

"There will be some."

"Show me!"

"Plop Plop ......"

"So many swallows!!"

"This is the stunt of our Anqing Swallow Clan, I have only just learned it, and it is not much. The old ancestor is powerful, and he can change countless swallows. The swallow's voice came out, "When the Anqing natural disaster occurred, the ancestor used this trick to get rice from the official cang, each swallow only took a little bit, and the entire official cang's title was emptied at one time, and all the people of Anqing were rescued." ”

"Are the conjured swallows real?"

"No...... You can't eat it! ”

"Hmm......"

Song You didn't need to turn around, he could imagine the picture behind him.

Then he continued to cook his own meal.

The barren mountains are deserted, and a fire is lit.

The firewood was found by Sanhua Niangniang, the fire was also lit by her, and the water was found by Yanzi, which was also taken by him.

Song You only needs to cook the rice.

So much so that there is always a feeling -

I found two little demons to serve me.

It's just that these two little demons are extremely worry-free. Most of the time, Sanhua Niangniang can not only find food by herself, but also improve the food for him. Swallows don't need to be fed by him at all, and the swallows that usually fly around the sky and look extremely flexible are hunting and eating, but now in winter, there are many fewer insects, but the swallows have become sperm, and there is no need to worry about being hungry.

It's more like serving yourself.

“……”

Song You ignored the movement behind him and only focused on the small pot in front of him.

The white mushrooms sent by the three halls of Huangsha Mountain are really of the highest quality, and after being soaked in water, even if no other meat is added, it is a good soup.

Once cooked, serve in a small bowl.

"Hoo ......"

In this cold winter in the north, in the wilderness of no one, drink a sip of hot mushroom soup, which warms from the throat to the chest, and is extremely delicious, Song You can't help but show a look of enjoyment.

After leaving Huangsha Mountain, the population quickly thinned out.

It is so rare that after walking dozens of miles, you can't see a few families.

And as we move farther and farther away from Huangsha Mountain, from the northwest of Yuezhou to the east, there are fewer and fewer people.

This scarcity is not the desert, snow and grassland, as if no one has been there, on the contrary, you can often see houses on the roadside, and even pass by villages and cities, but most of the houses on the roadside have been abandoned and collapsed, and the villages are also empty, and grass grows inside and outside the houses, and the Taoists walk through them with cats and horses, and they can't hear any voice.

The official road is long grass, and the tea stall is broken.

When you enter the city, you are lucky to have a few people, and if you are unlucky, it is also like an empty city.

This has a kind of loneliness that distinguishes it from the desert snow and grassland.

When people retreat from this land, nature quickly returns.

I can't find anyone to ask for directions, there is no stall to rest, I can only do it myself if I want to eat hot and decent meals, and it becomes difficult to replenish supplies, and it has become delusional to find a restaurant to rest and listen to books in a teahouse.

Fortunately, there are cats who often bring prey for him, saving some consumption of dry food, and swallows fly to the sky to explore the way for him to find a stream, which can replace asking for directions to a certain extent, and avoid Taoists from taking the wrong detour.

Thanks to them, the Tao was able to walk on this barren land.

I went up the hill along the path that was almost impossible to see, and with great difficulty, I found the colorful pool in Mr. Qiao's mouth on the high mountain. I don't know how this colorful pool is formed, I only know how to be colorful, the whole ladder-like pool presents a small piece of a small piece, each piece of color is different, light blue dark blue, light green dark green, light yellow dark yellow, snow white like milk, colorful and diverse.

And it is located in the mountains, which makes Song You very puzzled how the original people found it, how it became famous, and how long it took to get it.

In addition to being incomprehensible, I feel regretful -

If you don't come up from this high mountain that is thousands of feet above the ground, and you can't come to this deep mountain that is hundreds of miles away from the official road, you will never see this colorful pool. Now Yuezhou is empty, although there are a few poems, a few articles and a few people who fled out of Yuezhou still remember that there is this colorful pool, but how difficult it is to find, and when the imperial court sends people from other places to fill in Yuezhou, and then someone finds it, I am afraid it will take a lot of time.

Many things in ancient times, I am afraid that this is how they were lost.

After a long time, I can't find it.

Even if they could find it, they might find more than one, and it is not known which one the ancients were looking at.

It's light snow season.

Song You sat here cross-legged for two days, draped in a blanket, taking over the scenery alone, feeling the charm of the landscape season, letting the cold outside get thicker, the mountain wind was biting, and the two little demons were playing everywhere.

After descending the mountain, walk hundreds of miles.

Swallow found Yuelong Waterfall for him again.

Although it is not far from the official road, if no one tells you and no one can ask for directions, you will never find it.

The stepped waterfalls, one after another, are not very high, nor very large, and do not have the majesty of other waterfalls, but there is a rare beauty, like a landscape painting.

I heard that originally in Yuezhou, this Yuelong Waterfall is the most popular scenery for literati and scholars in addition to Tianzhu Mountain, and it is not far from the official road and Yuezhou Governor's Office, and there is an endless stream of people who come every year, and I don't know how many poems and articles are written here. Now it's only Song You's own.

Take the water to boil the fish, and sit for a few days, and it will snow.

It also snowed here, and when I woke up in the morning, the banks of the river were frozen, and the Taoist sat alone in the snow, like an old man.

The spirit here is strong, and it is appropriate for the season, which is good for cultivation.

Shake off the snow and head north.

Winter Japan was quiet, and it seemed that only the Taoist walking on the road, the jujube red horse, and the three-flowered cat following his feet were left on the whole ground.

The scenery of Yuezhou is actually very good.

It's just that there's more to it than just the scenery.

It is not uncommon to see uncollected bones on the side of the road, which were left more than ten years ago. The war back then, for many people in Yuezhou, was not much different from the end of the world. Most of the time, the Taoist will stop to clean up for these people who have never met, at least put them into the ground, so as not to expose the corpses in the wilderness, so that they will walk extremely slowly.

Sometimes they walk in barren mountains at night, and phosphorus fire illuminates the way.

Sometimes he stayed on the side of the road at night, and a ghost came to talk to him.

Sometimes there is an ignorant demon who is curious, and changes into a human form to talk to him, thinking that he can't see it.

Slowly walked to the north of Yuezhou.

The mountains and rivers here are heavy and the aura is rich.

However, because it is too remote, there is a miasma lingering between the mountains, which not only makes people lost, but also makes people sick, and the people of Saibei do not dare to go here when they go south, so although there has always been the legend of the phoenix, few people can cross the heavy mountain to come to the green tung forest - it is like the Genting Immortal Mountain again, if it is not a person with great perseverance, it is impossible to reach the top of the mountain.

So the swallow became extremely busy.

Every morning, when I wake up, I have to fly into the sky and go to the distance to find the direction of the green tung forest.

You have to be extra careful.

In this place, the swallow's natural ability to discern direction seems to be a little weak. The miasma fills the earth and you can't see far when you fly low, and you can't see the ground clearly when you fly high, which is really a dilemma. Accidentally flew to a place where the miasma was particularly thick, and after taking a few puffs, even if it was his Taoism, he felt a little dizzy.

Every day, I worry about flying out and not coming back.

Every day when I flew back, I had to look for Mr. in the miasma like clouds for a long time, even if the horse walked in the mountains, the bell around his neck rang, but the bell echoed in the mountain, and it was difficult to tell which mountain it came from.

For several days in a row.

Walking and walking, somehow, Song You felt bored and a little sad in his heart, and couldn't help frowning.

One day, the swallow flew back and said that he had found the green tung forest in the north, and in the miasma-filled mountains, it was so tall that it rushed straight out of the clouds, like a place in ancient mythology.

But he only remembered a general direction, and when he looked for it the next day, he couldn't find it again.

It's like looking for an island in the middle of the ocean.

Yanzi is even more anxious than Song You.

It wasn't until the evening of the day before the winter solstice that the Taoist finally came to this green tung forest under the leadership of the swallow.

The Taoist was holding a bamboo cane, and when he stopped and looked into the distance, his expression couldn't help but be stunned.

The miasma in the mountains is pervasive, the clouds and mist are deep, and the green tung trees that slowly appear in front of them are all growing straight, I don't know how many years they have grown, and the smallest tree within the sight of ten people can't hug it, at least half of the lower part has neither branches nor leaves, just a bare and straight huge trunk, showing a dark blue.

As for the branches and leaves, there are naturally them.

I think it's at the top.

Because the light under the trees is noticeably dimmer.

But he couldn't see the leaves.

Because it has long since penetrated into the depths of the clouds.

When the real towering ancient trees become forests and spread all over the front, it gives people the feeling that this is the end of the world, and if you go any further, you will enter the world of ancient mythology.

"Sir! It's here! ”

Swallow's tone was very happy.

"yes......"

Song You looked at it blankly.

What I thought about for a while was Mr. Qiao, who loved landscapes and the way of danqing.

I have swallows to help me, and I am not afraid of miasma, it is already difficult to get here, how did Mr. Qiao and countless mortals who came here come here?

"It's big, it's high......"

The cat also raised its head.

Song You's expression was similar to her.

said that there are dozens of trees that can't be hugged by dozens of people, and that the branches that grow on these trees can also leave, Song You didn't know whether to believe it or not, but now he must believe it.

"How tall is it......"

"I don't know how tall it is, but I know that the tallest one is probably not much lower than the mountain we've been to."

"Hundreds of ......"

Such a forest that should not exist in the world, saying that it has a phoenix to inhabit, Song You must believe it.

But even if the phoenix comes to perch, it is above the clouds, far away from the mortal dust, and under the clouds and mist, it is invisible, right?

"Meow?"

The cat turned to look at him.

"Tomorrow is the winter solstice, and it's getting dark today, so we won't go in, let's stay outside here for the night." Song You was a little tired, and glanced at the mythical giant tree in the clouds again, only to feel that even if he couldn't see the legendary divine bird in this line, it was completely worthwhile.

(End of chapter)