"Jingle ......"

The crisp sound of bells echoes through the mountains.

It was late summer and early autumn.

On the banks of the Hidden River.

The Taoist and the horse traveled along the river and came here again.

The three-flowered cat followed behind, tilted its head, looked left and right at the mountains and forests on both sides, but what I remembered was that I rode a tiger and shuttled among them, surrounded by wolves around me, and the wind was whistling, which was really majestic.

There are boats down the river next to it.

The boatman is already old, his beard and hair are gray, but he still runs boats on the river for a living, but he looks ruddy and shiny, and his movements are convenient, not at all like people of this age.

At this time, while holding the boat, I chatted with the guests.

"I heard that a few years ago, there was a big water here, and there was a earth dragon turning over, which is quite strange, is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true! The flood flooded many people along the coast, and the river was rerouted so much, and it is said that it was changed back to the old road, and it was changed back not long after. It's just such a kung fu that comes and goes, the upstream is fine, but I don't know how many people have suffered downstream. The earth dragon turned over as well. I heard that some people have seen dragons rolling in the sky in the mountains. The boatman said, "During that time, the little old man also ran on the river, and he also met the immortals. ”

"Immortals? What immortals? ”

"There is a woman who looks like a fairy. There is a Taoist chief with an extraordinary bearing. The boatman remembered the picture back then, and couldn't help but smile, "Xiao Lao'er may have a fate with the gods, and the last time he met the gods, the gods also gave the little old man a glass of wine to drink." ”

"A glass of wine?"

"That wine, it's really like a jade liquid, and it has an endless aftertaste after drinking it. Originally, it was very cold on the river, but it was not cold all of a sudden. The little old man has been running on the river, and his legs and feet hurt every rainy day, which has been an old problem for many years, and after drinking that glass of wine, until now, his legs and feet have never hurt. The boatman said to them, "You say that God is not magical?" ”

"Is it really that amazing?"

"Hahaha, how come the guest officer can't even tell the truth from the fake? If it's fake, can the little old man still run a boat on the river at this age? ”

"That's ...... too"

Not only that, Xiao Lao'er remembered that when he met the fairy for the second time, the fairy was in a bit of a hurry, and borrowed Xiao Lao'er's boat, which was like flying on the river. When he arrived at the place, he also warned the little old man that he would pull the boat back to shore in two days and not run again. The boatman said, "It didn't take long for the flood to happen, and many of the boaters were killed, but the little old man was not only fine, but even the boat was not washed away." ”

"What does that fairy look like?"

"Since he is a god, he is naturally a fairy, and his demeanor is extraordinary, and it is not simple to look at."

"Be careful!"

"But you can't say."

"If you are willing to speak, I will give you ten cents of tea money."

"It's not that Xiao Lao'er doesn't want to talk about it, it's that Xiao Lao'er only came back to his senses later, and the gods don't want mortals to know that he is an immortal!" The boatman laughed and said, "How dare the little old man say it to outsiders?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the boatman froze suddenly.

Turning his head to look at the shore, he saw a man and a horse on the shore, the Taoist walked slowly with a bamboo cane, the horse shook the bell, carried the bag, and there was a three-flowered cat that stopped and stopped, looking left and right.

The boatman slowly approached the shore.

The Taoist only asked him respectfully: "Is the boat family okay?" ”

"Also...... Ok......"

"It's really fate to meet four times, in that case, please take us another ride."

……

Zijun Ferry.

The Taoist thanked the boat family and set foot on this land again.

The cane stopped, looked around, the scenery on the shore was a little similar to that of the year, but the miscellaneous trees by the river were more lush and wild, a loess road was sandwiched between the mountains, I don't know where it led, the trees beside the road were cut down to leave some tree stumps, and some new ones grew, which was quite different from before.

“……”

The Taoist shook his head and stepped away.

Follow the memory and go straight to Yinnan Ye Mountain.

There are old people in Yeshan.

Thinking of the deceased, there is still a little apprehension and fear.

There are still a few days to go.

The Taoist hurried during the day, chatting with people, sleeping in the wilderness during the day, watching the ghosts gathered from all over the country, until the Taoist crossed the last mountain pass, and the mountain was already in front of him.

At this time, Yeshan is a green mountain and green water, there is no dilapidated scene after the war, and it is not like the monotony of the lack of trees after the Taoist rebuilt the ghost town of Yeshan - now all kinds of trees between the mountains have already grown into forests, with unlimited vitality, and there are countless lakes in the mountains, large and small, different shapes, and different colors, different shades of yellow and green, adding vitality to the mountains, and like countless gems dotted between this green mountain.

Between the mountains, there is a high mountain standing on its own, presenting a perfect conical shape, straight and unique.

So condescending, looking at it from a distance, I saw the mountains and rivers reflecting each other, the white clouds and green mountains are in the lake, it is an excellent scenery.

Not only excellent, but also bizarre.

At this time, there are often strange stones and dangerous peaks between the green mountains and green waters, some are like stone pillars that pass out of the earth, some are like boulders flying from the sky, and some nature cannot be formed at all, which is strange and wonderful.

The Taoist looked at this scene, the beautiful scenery was in his eyes, and his mood couldn't help but be much better, he smiled slightly, turned his head again, and said to the swallow on the branch next to him:

"It's all your work......"

“……”

When the swallow heard this, it flew over and landed on top of the horse, getting closer.

It was like wanting to hear his compliments closer.

It was like I wanted to hear more.

Most of them learned from Sanhua Niangniang.

And that's really his credit.

At the beginning, the surrounding area of Yeshan was not a single grass because of the yin qi and ghostly energy, a big war, there was a flood washing, there was black fog isolation, there was thunder and fire, even if there was some vitality on the ground, it was Huo Huo finished, it was a grain of grass seeds from the swallow with divine powers, buried in the tree seeds, and raised with the method of wood spirit, which had the vitality of this land.

Now, years have passed, and the lush greenery is all the kindness of the swallows back then.

The Taoist walked forward and walked into the green mountains and green waters.

Discover what's interesting very soon -

The ground looks like a carpet of lush weeds from a distance, and only a few are yellow in early autumn, and I don't know what kind of grass it is from a distance, but now when I get closer, I find that most of them are familiar grasses.

Cattail grass, verbena......

It is the grass that horses love to eat.

From a distance, I only saw that the trees on the mountain and the lake were forested, and it was not as good as the straight larch trees in the Western Regions, and it was not as tall as the straight fir trees common in Yaozhou, Fengzhou, nor like the metasequoia by the Xianning Lake or the cogscarpal on the mountains in other places, it would be yellow and red in autumn, and even looked a little messy, but when I got closer, I found that these trees were almost all fruit trees.

Some of them are ripe in early autumn, and they hang on the trees, and you can smell the aroma when you walk under them.

It's like a pear, it's like a citrus, it's like a kiwi.

"All the fruit trees you planted?"

Song You looked at the swallow and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

The swallow looked at the cat on the ground.

The cat also turned its head and looked at the swallow.

A cat and a bird seem to have exchanged something.

It is not difficult to judge from their eyes that the reason why swallows planted so many fruit trees in Fengzhou many years ago, even if it was not discussed by the two of them, must have referred to the preferences of Sanhua Niangniang.

Sanhua Niangniang loves to hunt, she likes to harvest, she likes to get food, and she likes the feeling of being full of food.

The Taoist's footsteps did not stop.

He passed by an unknown number of lakes, large and small, and even he couldn't remember how each of them came to be - was it knocked out by a dragon? Beaten out by a fox? Stepped on by the Giant Star God and the leyline giants in battle? Stoned? Or did you take the stone and leave it behind?

Only the humanoid lake remembers.

Forgot everything else.

The Taoist walked through the thousand lakes and walked across the stone bridge, and had already arrived in front of Yeshan.

There is a temple on the mountain, which is the temple of King Yue Shenjun.

The temple is a little bigger than a few years ago, and I wonder if there are more other gods in it.

The Taoist did not go up the mountain, because as soon as he crossed the bridge and walked in front of the Ye Mountain, the mountain had already opened the door for him.

There is a large array built outside the mountain, ordinary living people can come here, but they can't come here, the arrival of the Taoist naturally attracted the attention of the gods of the ghost city early, and now he has come to greet him.

The swallow and the cat both turned their heads to look at him.

Cats, in particular, have a sparkle in their eyes.

“……”

The Taoist had a calm face, did not hesitate much, only took a step forward, and walked into the ghost town.

The front of him suddenly opened up.

Yue Wang Shenjun has great magical powers, over the years, and the ghost city of Yeshan has been transformed, at this time to enter, only to see the open space inside, the buildings below, the city, the streets and alleys are like the world, and even some places are planted with unknown trees, there are rivers and rivers and bridges, it really looks like a city of the underworld.

It's just that this city is already bigger than Changjing.

Someone was waiting for him in front.

Song You walked over to take a look.

The middle-aged man in the lead is dressed loosely and casually, with loose hair and beard, and has an idle and uninhibited, romantic and famous demeanor, which is none other than King Yue Shenjun.

The two priests in black gold embroidered official robes beside him, one is majestic, he is the original He Xiang, and now the palace monarch of the first hall of the ghost city, and the other is white-haired, quite kind, it is Cai Shenyi, and now he should be the palace monarch of the third hall of the ghost city, and both of them are accompanied by Yin officials.

Another man came from behind.

The slightly chubby body and face, always feeling smiling, wearing monk's robes, barefoot, without any other decorations on his body, not even rosaries, walked towards him.

"Song Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've been away for a few years, I want to come and see a lot of landscapes, right?"

"Honorable, polite."

"Mr. Song, are you okay?"

"Amitabha, Taoist, meet again."

Everyone greeted him, and their expressions were different.

"Don't be too polite, everybody......"

Song You also returned the salute with a smile.

Behind him, the horse honestly followed and stood silently, the swallow and the cat looked at these people in the same way, the swallow didn't say anything, and the cat quickly looked away, looking left and right, as if looking for someone.

"Who is polite to you? You, a Taoist priest, said back then that you don't need to care about anything, just sit back and enjoy the incense, and the result is completely different from what you said! King Yue Shenjun said bluntly.

"The Divine Monarch said this badly, and he rarely lied in his life, let alone deceived the Divine Monarch. If you want to do nothing, it's very easy, and if you want to sit and enjoy the incense, it's also very simple. Song You said, looking around at the city that he had built with some style and elegance, looking at the ghosts in the city in the distance, shaking his head and laughing, "It's just that the Divine Monarch himself can't look past it......"

“……”

King Yue Shenjun suddenly stopped talking.

However, the master and Doctor Cai behind him nodded at Song You with a smile, looked at the Sanhua cat behind him, and also said hello to Sanhua Niangniang.

"Is Sanhua Niangniang okay?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and Sanhua Niangniang's cultivation has grown a lot."

"You're good~"

The cat replied softly, but still rolling its eyes, looking left and right, and asked them, "Why didn't the fox and the tail come?" ”

"This ......"

Several people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Or once the mage was calm.

"Amitabha, Sanhua Niangniang doesn't know, after you left, the eight-tailed fox benefactor turned into a stone carving, and has been standing in the northwest direction of the ghost city, and it has not changed for several years. Only a few times when the Great God of the Heavenly Palace descended on the ghost city to put pressure on the Divine Monarch, she would exude a few spiritual powers, and she did not show up. ”

"Is it a god meow?"

"Not really."

"That's a stone!"

"Almost."

"Why?"

The cat looked serious and puzzled.

"Xu thinks the ghost town is boring, Xu thinks it's meaningless, Xu has her own ideas." At one point, the Venerable smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, "The poor monk is a monk and doesn't understand these truths. ”

"You don't understand either?"

"I don't understand."

At one point, the mage replied very calmly.

The cat stared straight at him, looking at his clear eyes, but it was rare not to say that you are not smart.

"But there is a yellow plum behind the stone carving of the eight-tailed fox donor, even if it grows in this ghost city, every cold winter, it is also Ling Han alone, the fragrance is ten miles, and the whole city can be smelled."

"Meow ......"

Sanhua Niangniang naturally knows what Huangmei is.

Sanhua Niangniang naturally remembers Huangmei.

(End of chapter)