I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 187 Autumn in Changjing
In ancient times, human nature was not prosperous, demons and ghosts were more rampant than now, and even the gods were very chaotic, there were big gods and small gods, good gods and bad gods, and all kinds of messy gods.

What's interesting is that the humane way is not prosperous, and the humane monks are much better than they are now.In the world, there are often unreliable masters, who either live in seclusion in the mountains, or walk in the world, pursuing immortality and longevity in various ways.

It was a chaotic time.

It is not only human dynasties that lack order, but also demons and ghosts, and gods from all sides. Everything seems to be waiting for time to settle and cool down, bringing a stable order to the world.

The way of heaven really evolved like this.

Those peerless monsters that wreaked havoc on the world and devoured the people of a city at every turn, now there is not even ashes left.The original gods who were revered by the ancient people are gone now, a few can still be passed down as characters in ancient myths, and most of them have disappeared from the stone walls and slabs.

And what about those monks who pursued immortality and longevity back then?
According to Fulong Guanji, at that time some people became immortals and some people obtained immortality, claiming to be immortal, but it was only at that time.Once the law of heaven changes, the so-called immortality will not be destroyed. If you deserve to die, you must die, and if you deserve to perish, you must perish.

It is the will of the world, controlling the direction of the world.

No one can violate it.

For the "idea" of the way of heaven, Fulong Temple has never clearly recorded it, but each generation of successors, according to their own understanding, cultivation and focus, will gradually realize this sooner or later.

Why can Fulong Temple be handed down?

Not seeking longevity may not be an important reason, but it must be the most basic condition.

Back then, there were many ways to seek longevity in the world, all kinds of ways, and a hundred flowers bloomed, but now Tao has made a choice, so these ways are all dead.

Has anyone lived from then to now?

Maybe, maybe not.

The Taoist has never seen it.

Is there any other remaining path to immortality in the world?

Maybe there are really a few roads that have never been discovered and never used by the ancients. Maybe Fulong Temple can find them.But firstly, it is difficult, secondly, even if success is sought, there is no guarantee of long-term, thirdly, as long as one generation of successors walks on this road, the inheritance of Fulong Temple will be broken in this generation.

Fulong Temple has been passed down from generation to generation, not to mention feelings, the inheritance itself has weight, especially for virtuous people, it has a considerable binding force.It has been passed down through so many generations, and the weight of each generation becomes heavier, making the decision to break it in one's own hands even more difficult to make.

The Taoist put aside his thoughts, stopped thinking about it, smiled, and just sighed:
"Eternal life is hard to find..."

"Does the Taoist priest want to ask?"

"How many people in the world don't want it?"

"yes……"

"It's just that if longevity is too difficult and you give up too much, it's better not to seek it. Just live this life well, and you will be content." Song You said with a smile, "This is an arithmetic problem."

"The Taoist priest has a great cultivation base..."

The two drank tea and talked, and sometimes plucked the strings of the piano, and the boat slowly rowed across the water, piercing the reflection of the green hills on both sides of the bank.

The sanhuamao still listened to them at first, but then it didn't know whether it was bored or tired from hunting mice last night, so it fell asleep on the Taoist's lap, only the tip of its tail was still shaking.

The Taoist stroked her back from time to time, and stroked the tip of her tail at other times. The cat had the magical ability to calm his mind.

The woman on the opposite side looked down and said with a smile:

"The priest treats her like a daughter."

"Although Sanhua Empress is young, she is well-behaved, sensible, and intelligent. There are few girls in the world who can compare to her."

"It's really a blessing for her to meet the Taoist priest."

"It's also my luck."

The woman raised her eyes and glanced at the Taoist, but saw that the Taoist's eyes were all on the sleeping cat, and even his voice softened unconsciously, as if afraid of waking it up, the tenderness at this moment was the same as the emotion in his eyes It can't be fake, just like when I went to invite him that day, but saw him carefully peeling shrimps for the cat in the house.

The woman couldn't help but said: "I used to have a younger sister who was also clever and cute."

"and after?"

"Later, when I grew up, I left."

"It is unstoppable for a child to grow up." The Taoist replied calmly, "As long as she can do what she wants to do and live a good life, it will be a relief."

"I heard that she was fascinated by the prosperity of the world. She went to the city of the world to hang out, and finally married a small official as a concubine. After that, her life was very bad. She died in a few years, and lived almost as long as a human being."

"Everyone has his own destiny, and so do demons."

"What if the Taoist priest's Tong'er grows up and wants to marry?"

The woman looked at the Taoist.

The Taoist put his hand on the cat's back, the temperature from his palm was obvious, even a little hot in summer, but he answered directly:
"I hope she doesn't marry."

"Why?"

The woman looked at him curiously.

His eyes are still focused, as if he is full of interest in what he is talking about, and he seems to pay special attention to what you say.

"Because there is a disease in this age, the disease is in the world, and the disease is in the heart." The Taoist replied lightly, "No matter how deep the relationship is between a man and a woman, this disease will be exposed as time goes on. One's wives and concubines are regarded as equals to one's own."

"Oh?"

The woman's eyes fluctuated slightly, and she asked with a smile: "Then the Taoist thinks, what is the most important thing between a man and a woman?"

"As a fox, I heard that foxes are extremely loyal, monogamous, and there is no distinction between mortals. I think you should know better than me."

"Does the Taoist think so too?"

"nature."

"The Taoist priest doesn't think like a mortal in this world."

"I have less knowledge with one step, and mortals these days also think like this, and there are quite a few, but the world is too big, and I haven't met it with one step."

"Wanjiang replaces wine with tea, so I have to respect the Taoist priest."

"Is your real name called Wan Jiang?"

"Foxes live in the mountains and don't come to the human world. No one will call their names, and they don't need a name. They have to have a name when they are in the human world." The woman raised her glass, "I heard that this woman's surname is Zhou. It was picked up by someone drifting down in a wooden barrel. The person who named it thought Zhou Tongzhou, and the wooden barrel was a boat, so they named it Wanjiang. After using her identity, Wanjiang liked it a lot, and it has become a habit now. gone."

"The boat comes late on the river."

"The Taoist priest is also quite poetic."

"I don't understand poetry."

Chatting and chatting, the cat woke up and fell asleep, ran to the side of the boat to look at the water for a while, then shook his head and came back to talk to the Taoist, chasing after the woman to ask questions, most of the day passed like this.

In the middle of the afternoon, the boat docked.

"Thank you, Daoist, for traveling with him for a day, the conversation is better than seven years in Changjing."

"Your word is serious, I should thank you." The Taoist also returned the gift, "Thank you for your kind invitation and treating you with the sound of the piano. I don't know how many literati in Changjing, and I can't ask for it."

The two sides went to the city in a carriage and returned home.

……

In the Crane Tower, the woman looked indifferent, walked back to the room slowly, stared at a picture of Changshan apricot blossoms hanging on the wall for a long time, then sat down by the window, and looked at the continuous roof outside in a daze.

The maid came with lotus steps, her figure was light.

"Huh?" The maid asked in surprise, "Didn't you give back this painting? Why did you come back again?"

"I drew the same one again."

"You are so idle."

"Reluctant."

"What are you thinking? Do you want to roll in the mud?"

"..."

"I brought you your 'favorite' pear, would you like to try it?"

"you eat."

"It's enough for you to eat, I won't eat."

"..."

"You don't want to fall in love with that Taoist priest anymore. Ordinary people's ability to lie is not necessarily worse than yours. What's more, that Taoist priest has a high level of knowledge, but ordinary people are only a hundred years old. If you don't seek longevity, it will be short-lived after all."

"..."

The woman didn't bother to pay attention to her, she just turned her head and looked out of the window, her voice was so soft that she said, "I have a premonition."

"What hunch?"

"The national teacher and us may both be in vain."

"Why?"

"do not know."

"Come to eat pears."

"..."

"Puuuuuuuuu~"

"..."

After the summer heat, the weather turns cold.

The leaves slowly turn yellow and fall all over the long street.

Mistress Sanhua still went to hunt mice every night, slept and studied during the day, and practiced differently day and night. She lived a very regular life, but now no one dared to take her idea—even before, sometimes when she went to work, she would be punished by her boss. Child harassment is gone now. I work regularly every night, and after work, I can still have some time to study secretly and maintain my gifted cat design.

The Taoist sometimes sat in the house to greet guests, and sometimes went out for a walk to see the various things in Changjing, and the days were quite leisurely.

People are like gods when they are idle.

Sometimes I think about the scholar ghost who was invited to Toyosu by myself.

I calculated that more than two months had passed, but he still hadn't come back, and I don't know if he is all right.

Maybe I should go there myself.

It's just that Fengzhou is too far away, and it's too difficult to walk without the help of the bay red horse.And if I go, I only go to Fengzhou and then come back, and I have to go back when I go south in the future. If I don’t come back, I haven’t stayed in Changjing for half of the expected time, so it’s really difficult to arrange.

I wish him all the best.

At the same time, in a mansion in Dongcheng.

The well-known General Chen has become the door god for the people of Dayan to ward off evil spirits in recent years. Everyone posted his portrait on the door for peace at night, and little ghosts dare not enter.

But he himself has often been sleeping poorly recently.

Just like that—

The general was lying on the bed. Although he didn't wear armor or a weapon, he was still full of evil spirits, making it difficult for ghosts to invade.

But he was frowning tightly, his face was sweating, even his hands under the quilt were tightly clenched, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was in a nightmare.

"brush!"

The general opened his eyes instantly, with a murderous look on his face.

But there was only darkness, silence, and nothing in front of him.

The general gradually calmed down, but he didn't go to sleep anymore. He just propped up his upper body and leaned against the head of the bed, thinking quietly.

Although this kind of dream does not occur every day, it has been intermittent for some time.

Is someone trying to kill himself?

But who dares to harm himself?And this way?

The general frowned.

If only it was still up north.

There are also many strange people in the army. Although they can't be regarded as masters, they also know all kinds of strange methods, and they may be able to give advice.

But this is not the north, but Changjing.

Changjing is difficult, even speaking is difficult.

Gradually, the sky outside has dawned.

The general threw off the quilt in an instant, put on his clothes, and opened the door to go out, with a serious expression and full of energy.

"Prepare your horse!"

"Where?"

"West City!"

"Yes!"

The subordinates are also vigorous and resolute.

……

Looking for a monthly pass~
　Thank you to the leader of the rich lady of "Beautiful Sheep Dominate the Douluo Continent", bowing and showing her breasts!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)