In the second year of Mingde, early spring, Yinyang Mountain, Lingquan County.

The old Taoist sat by the window, and the letter sent two days ago was placed on the table, and she read it again and again in the past two days.

It's just how to reply to the letter, but I hesitate in my heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, I found a pen and paper.

Keep your head down and start writing.

“……

"I know you're from another world.

"I don't know what kind of world it is, but in your heart, it must be much more exciting than this world. Or maybe in that world, there are things you can't let go, and there are places of peace of mind, so you are so reluctant.

“……

"You think this world is boring, you think the world is suffering, you think the world is ignorant, and there are many dark and ignorant things in this world, but when you receive this letter, it must have been a few years later, and the mountains and rivers are not easy to walk, and you have seen a lot of peerless scenery by then, right?

"Probably you already know that this dark and gloomy world is not a little less colorful than where you came from, the suffering of the world may be true, the people may be ignorant may be true, and the darkness of the world may also be true, but if only because of this, they feel that they are not happy at all, and feel that this world is not worth it, it is really a kind of arrogance.

"Perhaps the world is indeed dull, but in their bodies, the heart is no different from you and me.

“……

"Even if you are a visitor in the world, after seeing the scenery, you always have to choose a place to live in the transcendent world, it is better to dissolve in the world, and you will have a little understanding at that time."

Suddenly, the wind sounded behind him.

"Plop Plop ......"

A starling black flew over.

Lao Dao's hand holding the pen paused slightly and asked without looking back: "Did the guest send it away?" ”

"Sent away."

"Have you explained everything?"

"I told them that your health is getting worse and worse, and I am afraid that the end is near, so they should not come next year. Twenty years later, the kid came back, and came again. ”

"Or do you speak."

"Do you want me to send him the letter?"

"I'll send it when I'm dead."

"You ......"

"What's this?"

Lao Dao took the pen and looked at the letter in front of him.

If she is really afraid of death, where is the slightest chance of death to win her?

It's just that sitting here at this moment, holding a pen and looking at the letter he wrote, he couldn't help but be in a trance in front of him, and he couldn't help but think of his apprentice, and when he thought about it, he thought of his master again.

At that time, I was also young, and when I was playing in this view, I was just a little girl, and when I traveled down the mountain, I was just a young woman, and where did I think that I would also sit in front of the window when my hair was gray and write a letter for my apprentice who went down the mountain.

Lao Dao suddenly felt the mood of his master back then.

“……”

Shaking his head and smiling, Lao Dao said to the starling behind him: "When I die, remember to bury me next to my master, I miss him very much." ”

To put it mildly, it's like a joke.

Starling did not answer.

It doesn't matter if you are old, you can continue to write.

"I can't control you, and I don't care about you, I just hope that you can go to a place where you are at peace, no matter where it is, that side has its own cultivation and is at ease."

Blow on the letter and the letter will dry on its own.

Then fold it, put it in the box, and let it slowly turn yellow.

……

In the north of Yuezhou, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.

It turned out to be just a dream......

“……”

The Taoist shook his head, and when he saw that he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, he felt even more amused.

Looking up into the distance, the night sky was still clear, there was no trace of any sacred birds, and the whole forest was silent, only the crackling sound of the fire burning next to it.

The Taoist reached out and added a few sticks of firewood.

The cat shrunk up in front of his calf, covered with a woollen blanket, and kept warm with him, and did not know whether he was asleep or not, and when she noticed his movement, she opened her eyes and poked her head out to look at him.

"It's okay......"

Song You's voice was calm, pulling the woolen blanket and covering her again: "It's just a dream." ”

"What did you dream about?"

The voice of the three-flowered cat was so small, and it became even quieter when it came from under the wool blanket.

"It's hard to say."

"Is the Divine Bird here?"

"Not yet."

"Will it sneak away?"

"Probably not."

"The Taoist priest will sleep for a while, and Sanhua Niangniang will guard it."

As she spoke, the three-flowered cat chrysalis got up under the wool blanket and wanted to drill outside.

"It's fine."

The Taoist also whispered to her, as if he was afraid of disturbing the silence of the night: "If there is really a divine bird flying by, I will feel it." ”

"You're all asleep."

"yes."

"It's all a dream."

"yes."

"And how do you know?"

"I'm amazing."

“……”

The cat only got out of one head, twisted back and looked at him suspiciously, his eyes were round, and his little face was very delicate and beautiful.

The world immediately fell silent.

It's really cold in the north in winter.

Even if Song You was wearing wool felt and a wool blanket, it was still very cold, and if there was a basin of water next to him, I am afraid that it would have already frozen into ice.

There are only two warmest places. One is the slight crackling sound of the fire burning around her from time to time, and the second is the three-flowered cat sleeping next to her calf, the cat's body temperature is higher than that of people, and the cold starts from the feet, the Taoist can not only feel the temperature from her body, make herself warm, but also feel the ups and downs of her body brought by her breathing, which can calm her heart.

Coupled with the sound of the fire burning, it really makes people sleep.

The swallows on the branches of the trees not far away were hunched their necks and half-squinted, keeping an eye on the distant sky.

Unconsciously, the Taoist closed his eyes again.

In a trance, it was like a dream again.

The content of this dream was short and disorganized.

Suddenly, I saw the starling holding the letter, flying thousands of miles through the starry night. All of a sudden, I saw the Northern War more than ten years ago, the iron hooves of Saibei stepped through Yuezhou, burning, killing and looting, the rain drenched the white bones and blood stained the grass, the moon was cold and the yellow sand ghosts guarded the corpse, and then the white bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crying for thousands of miles, and I don't know how many unjust souls stayed here.

Today's north of Yanzhou is not much worse.

When I woke up again, the moon was gone, only the stars were left, dense and bright, and the fire around me was only a pile of scarlet firewood, and the flame was gone.

"It's been five shifts......"

It's getting colder and colder.

Song You looked up at the sky, and then at the fire next to him, the firewood had been burned, and he shouldn't be able to sleep, so he simply lifted the blanket and got up.

"Plop Plop ......"

A swallow flew in front of it and landed on the branch.

"Do you want me to go collect some more firewood?"

"No need."

"Then we ......"

"Pack up and go."

It didn't take long for a person, a cat and a horse to set off again.

The swallow flies behind it, sometimes high and sometimes low.

A short distance ahead, I stepped into the green tung forest.

From a distance, this green tung forest seems to be very dense, but in fact, after entering it, I found that each tree is very far away from each other, far away, but the ancient trees are too huge, which gives people the illusion of denseness. Between the trees, there are almost only ground-cover plants, at most some small shrubs, no other trees, and there is not much difference from the plains.

People walk in the middle, looking extraordinarily small.

The Taoist followed the guidance of the swallow and walked towards the big tree in the middle step by step, and his mind seemed to be empty.

In addition to regret in my heart, I also have a lot of loss.

Little by little, memories came flooding back.

Step by step, I don't know how far I have come.

Suddenly, the swallow behind him shouted-

"Look!"

The three-flowered cat heard the sound and quickly turned its head.

There was a blue light reflected in her eyes.

The Taoist also followed and stopped, turning his head to look-

The night sky is still clear, full of stars, but under this starry, there is an extra light that seems to be blue and blue, it seems to be an illusory divine bird, flying from south to north.

The Divine Bird has a slender neck, its head is adorned with crown feathers, its expression is cold and noble, and its posture is elegant, and it seems to be composed purely of auroras, which cover the Star Dou Galaxy. I saw it stretch its wings, drag its long tail feathers behind it, and fly from afar, huge and incomparably huge. When it flew to the top of the group's heads, it occupied almost half of the sky, and in a trance, it was shocking like a scene in a dream.

Song You raised his head and looked at it in a daze.

This is the spirit of heaven and earth, the creation of nature, the shock of vision, but also the impact of the heart. It not only takes away the grievances of the souls in this land, but also brings auspiciousness to this world.

Song You seemed to hear its voice.

Clear and ethereal, reverberating from afar.

I saw it sprinkle a little bit of light and dust, and it fell on this night, like a dream.

The three-flowered cat was already stunned.

The swallow was even more stunned, forgetting to flap its wings, so that it landed on the ground, raised its head high, and only looked at the divine bird in the night sky.

The mythical bird faded away.

As the legend goes, it rests on the tallest paulownia tree in the middle, and its huge nest is just right to hold it.

And it landed on the tree, like an ordinary bird, lazily combing its feathers, and then lowered its head, as if it could pass through the barrier of the green tung tree, and looked at the Taoist in the distance.

The Taoist stood still, only looking up from a distance, looking at him, without the intention of going forward to pursue it.

The cats and swallows did not move.

I don't know how long it took, the bird rested enough, flapped its wings again, and disappeared into the northern sky, but it left behind a blue light, like a light veil on the night sky.

"Meow ......"

The cat and the swallow finally withdrew their gaze, but there was still shock in their eyes, and they turned their heads to look at the Taoist.

The Taoist was still staring at that side, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he showed a smile, took a long breath, and continued to take steps.

"Let's go."

"Shall we go find the tree?"

"I'm not going."

"Huh?"

The cat tilted its head and stared at the Taoist suspiciously.

The swallow also quietly aimed at the Taoist.

Although he didn't know what the relationship between Mr. and the starling brother was, and what was written on the letter sent by the starling, he could see that since the starling sent the letter and left, Mr. was obviously depressed and lost. Naturally, I don't know what Mr. saw and felt in that divine bird, but he can also see that since the departure of the divine bird, Mr. has become much more open-minded.

The horses' hooves sounded and the bells jingled.

A group of people continue to walk in this towering green tung forest, still small like ants, the day is almost dawn, and the encounter with the divine bird, it is really a rare fate, but also beautiful like a dream.

Walking in the world and meeting people, how can it not be so.

……

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