And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 95
Walking out of the small path leading to the county road from the village, Chen Yuan quickly returned to the official road.

At this time, the sky is in the east, and the sun is just rising.

The golden morning light dispelled the thin fog on the mountain road.

There are some wild chrysanthemums growing and blooming on both sides of the road. When a breeze comes out, you can smell a faint fragrance of flowers in the fresh air in the morning.

"Xue Niang, where do you think we should go after arriving in Linjiang County?"

"I don't care about you!"

"what happened?"

"Xueniang is angry, you posted amulets on everyone last night, but you forgot to post on Xueniang."

"Okay, I won't forget you next time."

"That's what you said."

During the conversation between Chen Yuan and the white mouse on his shoulder, the backs of one person and one mouse disappeared at the end of the road.

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On the flat, but winding official road.

Chen Yuan carried the sword box on his back and hurried on his way leisurely.

From time to time, on the road, I could see a few passers-by who were walking in a hurry, carrying burdens on their backs, walking in the opposite direction, passing by him.

This official road is about eight feet long, and there are pagoda tree and other street trees planted every two to three feet on both sides of the road.

The roads between the prefectures and counties of Dayong are strictly graded.

Don't talk about the city, just talk about the suburbs.

There are five levels of roads, roads, coatings, borders, and diameters.

Among them, the road can accommodate three tracks, the road can accommodate two tracks, the coating can accommodate one track, the fence can accommodate ox carts, and the path is a field path that can accommodate horses.

Generally, the official roads between counties, such as between Pingliang County and Linjiang County, are "tu" with a width of one rail, about eight feet wide.

The road that can be called "Tao" is the official road between the state capitals.

There are only three roads in Dayong that can reach the level of "roads", the Wuchi Ancient Road, the Jingnan Ancient Road, and the Cangxing Ancient Road built by the founding ancestor Gao Lie.

"In terms of road management, the imperial court used to set up special officials to inspect and maintain regularly. Unfortunately, with the inheritance of Dayong Guozuo for nearly 300 years, it entered the middle and late stages of the dynasty. After the national power began to weaken, financial resources became stretched. The law and order in various places has also become less peaceful, and many roads have begun to be deserted because there is no court maintenance and the number of pedestrians has decreased."

Chen Yuan sighed in his heart while walking on the road.

The situation in Chuzhou Prefecture is actually relatively good in all parts of Dayong.

But even in Chuzhou Prefecture, when he took this road three years ago and went to the uncle's house in Linxian County next door to borrow to study, what he saw was completely different from what he saw when he took this road now.

Three years ago, the pedestrians on the road were neither too many nor too few, but now the pedestrians on this road have become very rare. Even if you are driving during the day, it takes a long time to see a passerby.

Moreover, the stations on this road, like the Huayang Station, have been abandoned for a long time.

In Chen Yuan's memory, many of the books he read in his predecessor described the Dae Yong Road.

For example, "the way is cleared after the rain, the water dries up to form a beam", "the trees are erected to show the way, and the food is erected to guard the way" and so on.

In every country and field, there is a hut within ten miles, and the hut has food and beverages; within thirty miles there is a lodging, and the lodging has a road room, and the road house has a committee; fifty miles away, there is a city, the city is named Houguan, and the Houguan has plots.

The meaning of this sentence, that is to say, as long as you go on this road, you are guaranteed to have food and kang to enjoy along the way.

It is similar to Chen Yuan's previous life highway tolls, but there are service stations.

"I just don't know how many roads Dayong still has to reach the descriptions in the books I read before."

Chen Yuan said in his heart.

From the perspective of a passer-by, he saw several road edges that had collapsed due to flash floods. If no one maintained them, the road conditions would only get worse.

Between Pingliang County and Linjiang County, this "painted" grade road is being abandoned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the case in Chuzhou Prefecture, where people's livelihood conditions are relatively good. One can imagine the road conditions in other prefectures.

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In the afternoon, the sun slanted westward.

Chen Yuan came to a place.

On the right hand side of the official road, a small two-storey post building with a large area of ​​weathered corners and rotten wooden doors thrown aside, which may fall apart at any time, stands quietly beside the official road.

Standing beside the official road, one can vaguely see that the plaque with the words "Huayang Station" is still crookedly and firmly hanging on the door.

After Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, he turned into the path again and walked to the inn that he had not seen for three years.

"I'm revisiting my old place, right?"

Standing in front of the door, Chen Yuan looked up at the plaque hanging there, whose handwriting was already blurred.

He didn't expect that he would have a day to revisit "Huayang Station" in his old place.

Chen Yuan stood at the door for a moment, and the images of what happened here three years ago came to mind.

After a long time, he regained his composure and walked into the inn.

After going in and taking a look, Chen Yuan found that half of the main body of the station had collapsed, and the other half was not completely collapsed because of the beams and columns supporting it.

But it looks like it won't last long.

There was a pile of leftover dry wood in the house, as well as the ash left over from the burning of several piles of dry firewood.

"It seems that this inn is regarded as a temporary resting place by passers-by."

Chen Yuan speculated in his heart.

Although three years ago, hundreds of people here died at the hands of demons.

But it is not easy to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain when you are away from home. Perhaps even if most of the passers-by resting here know about the tragedy that happened in this inn, they probably won’t care too much about it.

Judging by the color, one of the piles of plant ashes is still very new, that is to say, someone lived in this inn a few days ago.

Chen Yuan stepped forward and went to the backyard again.

In the backyard, the utility room where Chen Yuan once lived collapsed because no one took care of it.

The barracks in the backyard, where hundreds of passers-by were once held, also fell apart completely due to the sun and rain.

The entire backyard had turned into ruins, covered with knee-high weeds.

"Xue Niang, how about we stay here for one night?"

Chen Yuan sorted out his mood, and said to the mouse demon Xueniang on his shoulder.

"Okay, Xueniang is fine."

The mouse demon Xueniang agreed.

"Chen Yuan, why do you look unhappy?"

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that my thoughts are a little complicated, and I just remembered some past events."

"Have you been here before?"

"I've been here. That was three years ago. The reason why I can become a practitioner and set foot on the road of practice is from here."

After consulting Xue Niang, Chen Yuan decided to stay here for one night.

It can be regarded as a farewell to the experience of three years ago. This is probably the last time in his life to come to this place.

Throwing the mouse demon Xueniang on the ground, handing her the fire bag, and asking the mouse demon Xueniang to help light the fire, Chen Yuan went to check around the station again, and then he found an unremarkable grave behind the station.

"I'm afraid some kind passer-by buried the old man's body."

Chen Yuan was not sure.

His intuition told him that what was buried in this grave should be the old man's body.

After he was rescued by his master Lu Yan, they left without burying the body of the unknown old man.

It should be the passers-by who took a rest at the inn later and buried the body of the unknown old man.

Now that the old man is dead, the grievances between him and the old man are settled.

Standing in front of the old man's grave, Chen Yuan had no intention of worshiping the old man. He had no grievances because of his death, but he was not generous enough to worship him.

When Chen Yuan returned to the station, the mouse demon Xueniang had already lit the bonfire, but she seemed a little depressed.

After Chen Yuan took a closer look, he couldn't help being happy.

Because when the other party lit the fire, it seemed to burn one side of his beard, and the hair on one side of his mouth was a little browned.

"You silly mouse, you can set your beard on fire even if you start a fire."

Chen Yuan laughed.

Seeing Chen Yuan laughing at herself, Xue Niang became angry, threw away the fire pocket in her front paw, turned around and ran out of the station.

Chen Yuan didn't care about her either. Xue Niang was a rat demon in the Yaodan Realm, so she was usually not in danger. After a while, her anger dissipated, and she came back by herself.

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