An oil lamp on the table illuminates the Taoist guest room, which is still very large, and the bedding is all freshly taken out of the cabinet, stained with the fragrance of wood for many years.

Everything seems to be the same.

The Taoist sat in the middle of the room, took out a thick and hard oil paper package from the bottom of the brocade bag of Sanhua Niangniang, and opened the oil paper layer by layer against the light of the oil lamp, making a loud sound, in this night that was so quiet that you could hear the sound of Taoist children's homework chanting in the distance, the sound was very obvious.

until a pile of paper is revealed.

The paper was yellowed, but the ink was still as good as new, and as soon as I opened it, I was greeted by the smell of ink.

This is the taste of incense collected by Taoists.

It's stored on this piece of paper.

"Whoa......

The Taoist searched carefully, and finally found one.

Then take it in your hand and look at it carefully.

"At the beginning of February of the second year of Mingde, I went to Anqing County, Xuzhou County, and happened to encounter a grand event in the rivers and lakes, and the Liujiang Conference was ......"

Matilda lasted eleven years.

Now in the beginning of March of the fourth year of Da'an.

Thirteen years have passed.

What is written on the paper is my travelogue, my experiences and thoughts thirteen years ago, and my own thirteen years ago.

The Taoist now holds the paper and reads it carefully.

In fact, the wonderful thing is that after many years, when I read it again, although it is all the personal experience that I wrote at the beginning, not every word and sentence is familiar - most of them are familiar, and there is a feeling of memory and taste when I read it. But there are also people who feel unfamiliar, either they have forgotten a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, or they are surprised, unfamiliar with the original self would be so written, these words and sentences are not like they were written, and then read at this time, there is a feeling of being opposite to themselves back then, re-acquaintance.

Taoists take it seriously and often fall into the gods.

The cat, an animal with such a heavy curiosity, naturally couldn't help it, and wanted to jump on the table, come up to him, tilt his head and stare at the paper.

The Taoist ignored her.

"Sanhua Niangniang now knows, the meaning of writing a travelogue is here, write down her current events on paper, taste the memory for her future self, and know how she came over." After reading one page and another page, the Taoist whispered.

The cat just stared at the paper seriously, her eyes flashed, and her expression was serious: "When did Sanhua Niangniang help you protect the Fa?" ”

"On Horseshoe Mountain, in the Yanxian Pavilion."

"I forgot~"

"Then you're not smart."

“！”

The cat swiped and withdrew its gaze and stared straight at him.

"At that time, Sanhua Niangniang didn't know how to read, otherwise, she could be like me, read her own travelogues, and read her original self."

"You didn't teach me to read and write earlier."

"Sanhua Niangniang's words are wrong. But not long after I left Yidu, when I didn't come here, I said that I wanted to teach Sanhua Niangniang to read and write, but Sanhua Niangniang herself was unwilling. ”

"yes......"

"If you are not diligent and studious, you blame me."

“！”

The cat's expression froze again, shook her head again, stared at him, and thought for a while before she said: "That's the former Sanhua Niangniang!" ”

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with her now.

"Really?"

"That's right!"

After the cat answered, she quickly turned her head and looked out the window: "It's raining outside!" ”

"yes......"

The sound of rain did sound outside.

Rain in Anqing is not uncommon.

The spring rain hits the green tiles, making a crisp sound, which is really clear and crisp, like who is playing music.

The Taoist put down the paper and listened quietly to the rain.

It's raining again.

It was the same on paper, and it was the same in the rain.

……

"Dao chief, and borrow a handful of flowers."

"Go get it."

An earthy yellow oil-paper umbrella, a Taoist in an old Taoist robe, and a three-flowered cat, walked out of the Taoist temple and into the hazy Anqing Mountain.

The landform of Anqing is peculiar, all of them are lumps of hills, such as bamboo shoots and forests, strange shapes, most of them are too steep to climb up, and most of them have no meaning to climb, because it is too small, there is not even a small piece of soil for cultivation on it, but it is the favorite place for smoke to stay on rainy days.

The Taoist went to Horseshoe Mountain and Yanxiantai again.

Today's rain seems to be heavier than it was back then, and it is a dull sound of tuk tuk on the oil-paper umbrella, which is not noisy at all, but only calms people's hearts.

The Taoist held an umbrella and looked up—

There is still a swallow, flying in the smoke and rain mountains, sometimes left and right, up and down, light and agile, is a little freedom and aura in this rain and fog landscape painting.

“……”

The Taoist walked into Yanxiantai.

Yanxiantai is a vacant land located at the foot of the mountain and the river, a large piece, the whole body is paved by bluestone slabs, the bluestone slabs are drenched by the rain, washed cleanly, but today it is empty, do not say that the rivers and lakes that were once crowded with people, that is, a passer-by idler.

There are only Taoists and cats holding umbrellas.

The Taoist turned his head and looked at Horseshoe Mountain.

There was also a circle of smoke and rain drifting on the mountain.

"Hoo ......"

The smoke and rain suddenly dispersed, revealing a pavilion.

I don't know when, there is also an additional path on the mountain, which is connected to the edge of Yanxiantai and the pavilion on the mountainside.

"Let's go."

The Taoist stepped forward.

Walk along the path straight up to the pavilion, then collect the umbrella, stand upside down next to the pavilion pillar, and then sit in the pavilion.

Looking down, I saw a drizzle, smoke from the water and ground, and the light was blocked out of the rain clouds, so the mountains and water turned as gray and black as ink, but the shades were different.

The willow branches on the riverside are as thin as silk, thousands of them, blown in one direction by the wind and rain, countless ripples appear on the river, and the whole world is blurred in the clouds, smoke and rain, hazy, and really picturesque.

Song You suddenly seemed to see the people of the rivers and lakes on Yanxian Terrace, one by one, it became a small black spot in the smoke and rain, someone was fighting in Taichung, a shot swept away, the rain on the ground was lifted into a wall, a sword slashed through the sky and rain into beads, and the body flickered and moved, like a fight, and like a dance.

The Taoist was settled for a while, and then he entered the gods.

When I came here at the beginning of the year, I saw this scene, it was a rare practice under the Yin Yang Mountain, and now I revisited the old place, but I didn't expect to have a new feeling.

Even the three-flowered cat sat in front, sitting on the edge of the rain that was about to fall in the pavilion, looking up at this scene, looking at the swallow flying indiscriminately in the sky, the amber eyes flashed with aura, and the memories of the year also came flooding up, and when I looked back at this person, it seemed that I really heard him call himself to help him protect the Dharma, but the voice had come from many years ago.

I don't know how long it has been.

The swallows in the sky were tired of flying, and fell back into the mountain pavilion, turning their heads to comb their wet feathers, although they still subconsciously kept a distance from the cats, but they were no longer as afraid as they were at the beginning.

The three-flowered cat stared at him, her eyes flickering, and she also felt strange.

"Smack......

A drop of rain fell in front of the Taoist, bloomed, and the water droplets splashed on the Taoist, bringing the coolness of late spring.

“……”

The Taoist shook his head and looked up.

Yan Xian has now been named a god, naturally does not live in Anqing, and his old man is very popular among the people, the incense is becoming more and more prosperous, all over the place are his temple statues, busy, I don't know how long I haven't been back to Anqing, how long I haven't been to this pavilion, so that the pavilion has fallen into disrepair for a long time, and it has begun to leak.

This little raindrop seems to urge the Taoist to leave.

"Let's go......"

The Taoist stood up, picked up an umbrella in one hand, and a bamboo cane in the other, and walked down the mountain.

Someone finally came again on Yanxian Terrace.

From a distance, it was two old men, wearing a hat and a hat, holding a sickle in their hands, carrying a basket on their backs, and up close, it turned out to be just two and a half teenagers, both barefoot, as if they were going to cross Yanxiantai to the river. I felt a sense of twilight from afar in the smoke and rain, and when I looked closer, I realized that it was still a young man's heart.

The Taoist heard their voices.

"The last Liujiang Conference was lively, and it was even more lively than the last time, the Thunder Sword Saint Shu Yifan came, and I heard the adults say that the monsters who were messing around just heard his name and ran away!"

"Juggernaut, ......"

"Those people in the rivers and lakes all call it that, they call it martial arts, that is, they practice martial arts and become immortals!" The slightly taller young man said very seriously, "But I heard that he is not the only one who has entered the Tao with martial arts, and there is another hero who has also entered the Tao with martial arts, and he also came, but he didn't show up!" ”

"How difficult it is to practice martial arts and become an immortal, it is better to go directly to the Taoist temple to learn spells and become a true immortal directly! The viewer who walks outside the city is a master who knows magic! ”

"Then you go and learn......"

"You go ......"

"You go, you go......"

"Hey, where did this Taoist priest come from?"

“……”

The Taoist held an umbrella and passed by the young man, and also turned his head to stare at their faces, as if they were gazing at themselves, which was a respect for the fate of this encounter.

Slowly walk out of Tsubamesendai.

……

The Taoist boy who opened the door to the Taoist back then was really smart, but now he is in his prime, it is not easy to describe it with the word smart, and the cleverness in his personality has also become calm and wise.

And he also likes to study Taoism very much, and finally met Song You, so he wanted to stay with him for a few more days, and invited him to go out to turn the mountain, play the scenery of Anqing, the Ten Mile Gallery, and ask him about cultivation and magic between the mountains and rivers, which is the Taoist people's mountain chat.

It's like a literati who go out to go out for spring, travel in the mountains and rivers, and see the vast scenery of the world and the world, so they chant poems and sing lyrics, drink and make gifts, and they are not happy.

The same is true among Taoists.

Both sides were happy.

It's just that it's time to leave after all.

A few days later.

Anqing County.

There is a hotel on the side of the north city gate, there is a broth restaurant opposite the hotel, an elm table with pulp, a wide bench, the shopkeeper is still the original one, I don't know how much older than the Taoist remembers.

"Two pounds of bones, a bowl of hats, ah no, let's have two bowls."

"Okay!"

The two of them were still sitting opposite each other.

It's just that on one side is a Taoist, and on the other side is a restless girl.

The girl turned her head wildly, her eyes looking around.

Meals came up quickly.

The bones and keels of the big lump are stewed into soup together with the white radish that is also cut into a lump, the meat on the bones is stewed softly, the white radish is stewed translucent, there is a layer of oil flowers floating on the soup, and there are green onions and onions like jade as decorations, which is very simple, but can easily arouse people's appetite.

"Sanhua Niangniang, please."

"Hmm!"

Only then did the girl become honest, constantly shaking her head and staring, and then staring at the Taoist priest, with a serious face, as if the girl who was sitting here just now was not her, and learned to say:

"Daoist, please!"

The girl learned to be a Taoist, and reached out directly, grabbed the barrel bone and put it in front of her to gnaw.

Don't forget to tear off a bit of meat and use it to feed the swallows.

After gnawing a piece of barrel bone, the mouth was full of meaty fragrance, and the meaning was still unfinished, and he learned to be a Taoist, took a chopstick, inserted it into the radish, and skewered the radish to his mouth to gnaw.

The radish absorbs the aroma of the meat, and it also brings the aroma of the meat, and it is slightly sweet, it is delicious, but it must be inferior to the meat of the big lump. So the Sanhua Niangniang held the chopsticks, looked at the swallow, looked at it a few times, then withdrew her gaze, looked out, fed the radish to the horse, and continued to eat meat.

"We seem to have eaten this ......"

Sanhua Niangniang raised her head and said to the Taoist.

"Yes......"

The Taoist just responded and continued to eat.

After eating, the checkout was less than 100 wen.

It's still raining outside.

The spring rain is like silk, slanted by the wind, the smoke is hazy, go with the wind, you can see the distant landscape through the city, it is still beautiful like a stunning ink painting, but you don't see the old people back then.

The horseshoe stepped on the bluestone, but also stepped on the rain, every step was a flower, with the Taoist, slowly out of the city.

This time the road is completely different from the last time.

However, it is still up to the swallows to explore the way and find the stream.

Through the north of Xuzhou, without passing through Pingzhou, go straight to Jingzhou.

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, there are many thieves in the grass, the world is in chaos, and the demons are frequent, and now the main force of the demons and demons has become Sanhua Niangniang and Yanzi.

Before you know it, spring is over.

Summer is coming, and the sun is getting brighter.

In May of the world, the Taoist finally arrived in Jingzhou.

There is a famous mountain in Jingzhou, which is called the real mountain.

It is one of the four famous mountains of Taoism with Yizhou Qingcheng Mountain and Luming Mountain, there are countless palaces on the mountain, there are many hermits, and the Taoist wants to visit last time, but he went elsewhere halfway.

Now there are swallows to help find the way, and they come by the way.

The vicinity of the real mountain is full of peach trees, not only the mountain is overgrown, the local people are full of houses in front of and behind the house, even the roadside often grows, in the middle of summer in May, the peach tree is in full bloom, there are huge white water peaches between the dense branches and leaves, the small ones are also fist-big, and the big ones are as big as the commonly used bowls.

All the way through, it is all an enticing aroma.

Song You stopped to ask the old man who went out to work, and asked him where he could buy peaches, but he was fooled by the old man, and told him that the peaches here were as cheap as weeds, and he could pick them at will.

As he spoke, he picked one out of his own pocket and stuffed it into his arms.

The Taoist smiled when he saw this, and also learned from him to pick peaches.

The peaches near Zhenshan are as famous as the Taoist temple, and even in the paintings of the Dou family, the local people also miss it.

Song You has also admired it for a long time.

Now I pick it, wash the fluff, and put it to my mouth is a mouthful, only to feel that it is really sweet, full of juice, and lives up to its reputation.

Then he turned around and went to the Floating Cloud Temple.

I vaguely remember how to get there.

(End of chapter)