The green mountains are like ink, and a cloud is floating.
On the dirt road in the mountains, the Taoist is in front and the horse is behind.
The dirt road is only three to five feet wide, and there are often cave-ins and breaks. People can walk on it without any problem, but bay-red horses have to be more careful when walking along it.
A swallow hovers in the sky.
The weather is quite cool today.
Song You looked up at the sky and couldn't see anything, but he sensed the changes in the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth and the rotation of the seasons, and felt that it would not be sunny all the time today.
It just doesn't matter whether it's sunny or rainy.
Song You continued to move forward slowly.
What’s the way forward?
To be honest, he doesn't know either.
There is a bush climbing up the cliff or tree next to it. There are fruits on it. They are thumb-sized, oval-shaped red fruits. They are deep in the mountains, no one comes to pick them, and they are very dense.
When Song You heard this, he looked at the room again.
Song You just sat down near the door.
Song You turned to look at him:
"You can warm yourself by the fire."
"Aren't you moving?"
Yan'er glanced under the eaves: "There is a swallow's nest here. The original owner of the nest must have gone south to spend the winter and hasn't come back yet. I'll just stay here for one night."
Not far from Anqing County yesterday, Yan'er came to find him and said that he would take them all the way out of Xuzhou.
I reached out and picked one first. I couldn't wait to wash it, so I wiped it casually and put it into my mouth. I felt the juice was rich and the sweet and sour taste filled the air. The fatigue from the journey was immediately reduced by half.
One is the charity land in the clan, and all the proceeds are used to support the elderly ancestors and provide education for the younger members of the clan.
"good!"
Instead, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.
"Not to mention sleeping in the open, in ruined temples in the wilderness, in yizhuang outside the city, and in pavilions on the roadside. I have slept in them all."
Song You smiled and shook his head.
"You're welcome……"
"Ding Dong..."
As if telling herself.
"What's wrong?"
By the light of the fire, Song You recognized that he was the young swordsman he had met at the Liujiang Conference.
The swallow flew back again.
"Just have a couple of sips of wine and you'll be fine."
"On the way."
"Then you have to be careful where you step. The person in the coffin behind you may not agree with what you say."
The cat stretched its head out a little more and looked left and right.
"But here..."
In fact, it’s okay once you get used to it.
"That's fine." Song You was not persistent, but just added, "Although it is getting late at this time, since Yizhuang is already there, it means that it is not far from the city, it has not rained yet, and there is a horse at your feet, why not take a walk
Procedure?"
The calico cat popped its head out of the cloth pocket again, and the hair on its head was also messed up, looking a little strange:
"It's such a strong wind."
"Are you really not cold?"
It's about the thickness of chopsticks. Gently break it off and tear off the outer skin. Inside is a green, translucent stem, which looks like a lettuce. When you put it in your mouth, it has a very crisp texture, sweet and sweet, with a hint of sweetness.
It has a very light plant aroma. The snacks these days are like this. They are all over the place, original and the taste is different. But you have to go to the mountains to find it and pick it yourself, which is not a lot of fun.
The new coffin should be temporarily parked, while the old coffin will remain unclaimed.
After walking not far, I saw a small stream. The gurgling water made people calm when I heard it.
It’s interesting to say that this little demon was originally very shy and hesitant to speak. But after staying with Song You for a few more days, it seemed that Song You gradually realized that Song You didn’t actually care about whether he was shy or not, and he didn’t care at all.
Whether he spoke, what tone he used, loudly or quietly, and he didn't even care what he did or whether he did it or not, so he actually became more comfortable when getting along with Song You.
"yes!"
And it was really thanks to him that I was able to find a suitable stopping point every time along the way.
The swallow flew forward again.
This is also rare.
"Destined."
Official Yizhuang was first built in this dynasty. The imperial court paid for it to build a special place for temporary parking of coffins. Most of them were in the city, but some were outside the city. The coffins parked here were usually temporarily unavailable due to various reasons.
If you find a place to bury it, even if you are unable to bury it due to poverty, or you died in a foreign country, the body will be transported back to your hometown for burial and will be temporarily parked here.
Song You followed his direction.
"Miss Sanhua should come down and take a walk. If she stays in her pocket for too long, she will turn into a fat cat."
"It's better to walk more and see the scenery."
"Let's take a walk in the afternoon to avoid running around at night."
"Only that one might get up tonight."
"Be polite..."
I saw the swordsman took off the bamboo hat on his head, and the firelight reflected a young face, which was quite handsome. However, due to the wind and sun, his skin became a little black and yellow, and his lips were chapped, which added a lot of vicissitudes. If you don't look carefully, you might be...
I think he is much older than his actual age.
This is still the case today.
There are two kinds of Yizhuang in Dayan.
Song You raised his head and stared at the sign above his head.
"Sir, it's going to rain."
"It's right here, there's no need to find the way anymore."
The thorn moss is similar to the rose and looks similar. The young bamboo shoots that appear in spring and autumn are edible.
"Something sinister."
"Be polite."
Song You looked at the foot of the wall again.
"not yet."
"It's an official yizhuang..."
A fluffy little head came out, with half-squinted eyes and a thin pupil, looking left and right in confusion:
"Where are you?"
Sitting like this, it was getting dark.
"Since we are traveling all over the world, where can we not stay overnight?" Song You paused, "It just so happens that today is the right time for me to come. Maybe it's fate."
The remaining ones were picked slowly and washed in the stream. Today, steamed buns are served as the staple food, and some wild fruits are eaten after the meal. Isn't this a fairy day?
Take some with you when you leave.
"I'm baking."
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"Sir, you can ride on the horse and I will lead the way. You only need to jog for a while and you can get there."
"What do you think, Sanhua Empress?"
"Is it possible that I have to sleep in the open all the way to Anqing?"
"I won't."
"Cats can't walk very far."
"Sir, would you like to drink?"
"What do you mean? Sir, are you nagging me?"
At this time, I saw a shaking in the cloth pocket.
I thought it was some kind of trouble.
Just go south.
Suddenly there was a thunderous sound, like the heaven and earth shattering.
There is a signboard on the door with the word "Yizhuang" written on it, and there are some talisman papers attached, but the cinnabar on the talisman paper has long been soaked by the rain. I don't know how effective it was originally, but it is definitely no longer useful now.
.
That's fine too.
Song You also returned the favor, politely.
The wind got stronger and stronger, making the cloth quiver.
"No need."
Song You couldn't help but smile, so he took off the quilt bag from the horse and said to Yanzi:
"gentlemen……"
Song You slightly poked his head out and saw a swordsman in black wearing a bamboo hat riding a horse. His clothes were fluttering wildly in the wind, and he quickly arrived here.
"You come down and rest."
There are also a few more words.
"Not urgent."
"It's such a strong wind."
The swordsman in black cupped his fists and said hello first.
The sky is getting darker and darker, as if it is getting dark.
Not long after, a swallow glided over lightly, stopped on the horse's neck, glanced into the cloth pocket sewn on the quilt bag, and then looked at Song You.
"yes."
"I don't have a guide."
Every word and every word is full of Jianghu arrogance.
Yan'er flew down early and told him that it might rain today. After saying that, she flew away again, flying higher and farther in the gray sky, and soon disappeared.
The calico cat quietly retracted into its cloth pocket, and only a vague voice came out: "Let's go tomorrow, we'll go tomorrow..."
Song You led his horse to the gate of Yizhuang and took a few glances.
The calico cat was also diligent. He ran out and transformed into a human, went to the foot of the wall to fetch dry firewood, lit up the fire, then transformed back into a cat, got back into his cloth pocket, and looked at him with only his little head exposed.
Or maybe the corpse is ominous.
Seeing a clump of thorny moss growing on the roadside, Song You casually broke off a few thorns as he passed by. The shoots that had just sprouted in spring were really tender and crisp, and they could be easily broken away from the thorns without using any force.
It broke.
In front of you is a larger dilapidated old house.
"Ah……"
"Sir, let me show you the way."
"It's not hard."
"Hurry up and warm yourself up to the fire."
"..."
About two-quarters of an hour later, Song You finally walked onto the road. The trees on the street were rustling in the wind. After walking a little further, he arrived in front of the house that Yan'er said could protect him from the wind and rain.
It was only in the middle of the afternoon that the wind began to blow in the mountains, and the sky gradually became gloomy.
The young swordsman said something, but he didn't seem to mean to say more. Otherwise, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, he should declare his family name. However, he didn't even get close to Song You's rising fire. He just found a seat casually in the yizhuang.
Down, right next to the old coffin.
"But that gentleman at the Liujiang Conference?"
Because he was at a high altitude, he could see the fruits and water sources hidden in the mountains and forests at a glance. If they were close, he would take Song You and his horse there. If they were far away, he would fly over and transform into a human form and pick them.
After the fruit was filled with water and then walked through the forest, it was scratched several times by thorn branches.
The cold wind blew across the threshold of Yizhuang, bringing a bit of coolness to his face and blowing away the rotten smell in the house.
Sure enough, there is some yin energy.
However, he suddenly remembered that this gentleman had just invited him to warm himself by the fire. After a moment of hesitation, he stretched out his wine bottle again:
"A martial artist is indeed brave."
At the same time, the other party looked at him and was stunned for a moment.
"Boom!"
"Not really."
The young swordsman took out his wine flask and took a sip of wine. He casually glanced at the two coffins behind him and said, "Dead people are just a pile of flesh. They smell a little unpleasant at most, but they are actually easier to get along with than living people."
There was a pile of dry firewood piled there.
"Sir, there are wild fruits in front of you. I have seen monkeys eat them. They are ripe and red. There are grasslands and streams next to them."
Song You still kept walking, the rain was not in a hurry to fall, and he was in no hurry to hurry up, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding.
"good."
"Xu~"
Song You recognized it.
This scene is quite familiar.
"Miss Sanhua has been away all morning."
"Thank you, Miss Sanhua."
"That's fine."
"I have good intentions, but I'm not cold here."
The young swordsman sneered: "If he can really get up, I'll just buy him a drink, so what's the harm?"
"Miss Sanhua doesn't know how."
The sound of horse bells and the sound of wind are quite artistic.
"what is that?"
The horse stopped at the gate of Yizhuang.
One is the official Yizhuang.
"Sir, I saw a small town ahead, but it might be late at night to walk there. From here, you can reach the main road not far away. There are places to take shelter from the rain and a house to take shelter from the wind.
, but I think something is wrong there.”
The wind was so strong that the swallows could float stably in the air as long as they spread their wings without fanning or doing anything else.
The voice of a swallow came from overhead: "Do you want to spend the night here tonight? It hasn't rained yet. I can go and see how far the city is."
The young swordsman took his hand back again.
The swordsman glanced towards the house, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned over and got down, then led the horse under the eaves, unpacked his bags, and stepped through the door.
"good."
"How can Empress Sanhua be compared to other cats?"
"That's it..."
The swallow flew up again, away from the calico cat.
"Bake it quickly. Bake it quickly."
"Goat milk fruit."
"It is indeed fate that we can meet here!"
And the rain hasn't fallen yet.
But for him, it was the unpleasant smell inside that made him even more uncomfortable.
"Thanks a lot."
There are only two coffins placed in the righteous village in front of me. They are both made of logs and have not been painted. The one on the left is still very new, while the one on the right has been there for an unknown period of time.
The young swordsman couldn't help but frown and glanced back.
Somehow, although the thunder just now was deafening, he still heard a little noise, as if something in the coffin behind him was shaking.
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