I didn't intend to be a Fairy

If monsters and spirits want to take shape, they must have certain skills.

But it's not just about doing things. It's not that if the Tao is enough, it can be transformed naturally, but a little opportunity, a little good luck, and a little ingenuity are also needed.

The only difference is that it is absurd. Some goblins pass this level naturally, without knowing what happened. Some goblins have all kinds of difficulties. They search left and right, but they can't get it. Or a mediocre day and night when you give up, it will be done again. Song You has read many such stories in Taoist books.

Transformation is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Song You has seen the monster transformed into a human form several times, with some highs and lows, but he has never seen the process of this transformation. He heard from the book that there are also long and short, so he often reads it at home.

The cold dew passed and the frost fell again.

The weather has turned from cool to cold.

The Sanhua cat still looks like a cat. When it’s cold, it always stays in a warm place, or it just goes into the hole of the stove, making it like asking for a visit in the mountains every time it cooks. Hua Niangniang is here, otherwise she would bend down and lower her head to look for it in the stove, and her eyes would often meet.

Every time it comes out, it must be black and sloppy.

If it is said to be dirty, it will whisper softly, answering as if it is serious but not caring:

"It's just dusty."

Song You generally didn't go into it too deeply.

Unknowingly it's time to exhale and become white.

one afternoon.

Beiwazi, Yunshuopeng.

Beiwazi is the Washe that Song You often went to. There are seven or eight tiled houses in Yidu, and the northern tiles are considered large, with more than a dozen large and small fences inside. Yun Shuoweng is the name of one of the Goulan, it is a Goulan co-organized by Mr. Zhang, Cheng Wulang and others.

Usually in the afternoon, Mr. Zhang is the storyteller, and sometimes a gentleman will give a history talk, and in the evening, Cheng Wulang's team will tell jokes.

The construction shape of the Goulan draws on the characteristics of the temple stage. It starts around and is sealed on the top, resembling a shed, so many Goulan are also named after the shed. The inside is generally a stepped auditorium, which is gradually raised from the inner layer to the outer layer, called the waist shed, and you need to pay for the entrance, and the price of different seats is different. It is already a very professional performance venue.

It's just that when the weather was cold, many people didn't want to go out. Song You paid normally, but got a good seat.

Order a pot of hot tea and hold it in your hands to keep warm.

Mr. Zhang took the time to get on stage.

It is still about the Northern War a few years ago, with General Chen Ziyi as the main character.

This is a series.

No one has written this war into a book yet, and the storyteller has compiled it into a story based on the miscellaneous content he has collected, plus his own random fabrications. Compared with stories compiled by serious novels and romances, this kind of story lacks in integrity, fluency, and rationality, but the advantage is that people are also very impressed by this kind of story that is close enough to them in all aspects. Interest, storytellers like Mr. Zhang who took the lead can also get a lot of benefits from it.

Song You didn't listen to it a few times before, and a lot of content was missing. Now listening to the storyteller's follow-up, he used the context to associate the middle, and tried his best to make up for it.

Next door is Furong Shed, which is used for singing.

Talking and singing at the same time, they are all professionals, their voices are loud and clear, the two voices come and go, sometimes fighting in front of the ears, sometimes they can be combined.

"Then Chen Ziyi single-handedly killed him until his body was covered in blood, and everything turned red! Guess what happened in the end? He actually rescued the commander in the face of thousands of troops, and the soldiers in the north were scared out of their wits! The so-called blood stains Who dares to compete with the red robes? Apart from martial arts, Chen Ziyi is full of courage!"

Song You heard a chuckle beside him.

Looking back, he was a very handsome scholar.

Looking at the age of fifty or so, the skin is very good, there is silver frost on the temples, and the beard is meticulously groomed. At this age, he still wears hairpins. He is really romantic, and I am afraid that he is also a celebrity.

The clothes are of the best brocade, and the shoes are not a speck of plaster. They are either rich or expensive, and they are especially particular.

It has both literary and official style, and they are all extraordinary. Even if Song You is not familiar with fate, fortune, and luck, he can tell at a glance that this person is not only extraordinary at this time, but may even be even more extraordinary in the future.

Such a person should sit on the top of the blue dragon.

That is the top golden position.

For the Goulan tile house in the capital, the best place is called the golden chair, which is for the emperor, and the rest is Qinglongtou, the best viewing area. There is no emperor in Yidu, so there is no golden chair, but if the wealthy family pays a little more, they will sit on the top of the green dragon. If a high-ranking official arrives, it goes without saying that someone will make arrangements for it.

This person sat next to him, only one seat away.

Looking at this Goulan, only 30 to 40% of the seats have been sold, and there are many vacancies.

Song You already understood in his heart.

Once Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he drank tea and took a break. A few small yamen were sitting in Qinglongtou, who was close to him. The young people were very curious, and they asked questions about the story, and the old man answered them properly.

Song You felt that the people around him glanced at him.

After a while, I took another look.

After drinking half a cup of tea, the official finally spoke: "This old gentleman said it well, but the story is too biased."

"Is the official laughing at this?"

"Did you hear it?"

"Song's hearing is not bad."

"It made me laugh. Yu didn't mean to be contemptuous of Mr. on the stage. He just happened to know the process of the battle in Lanshui. Although the difference between what Mr. on the stage said was different, it was more exciting and interesting. I can't help but think that what Yu knows is only The real story of the battle of Lanshui, but what the gentleman on the stage knew was the story that the audience wanted to hear, and for a moment he thought it was interesting, so he chuckled."

Song You nodded and couldn't help smiling.

It was quite interesting to listen to this man talk.

"Mr. Yu doesn't need to explain."

"Do you often come here to listen to books?"

"Come when you have time."

"Most of the stories in this hook are fake."

"Although there are truths and falsehoods in stories, which of the things that exist in the world are false? There may not be falsehood in the truth, but there must be truth in the falsehood."

"Oh? Please advise."

"Didn't Mr. Yu say that before? Mr. Yu knew about the real Battle of Lanshui, but what the gentleman on stage knew was what the audience wanted to hear. Each has its own use. If Mr. Yu wants to feel that what Mr. on stage knows It’s okay if things are shallower than what Gong Yu knows.”

"I see……"

Yu Zhizhou frowned, thoughtful.

When he figured it out, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he felt so wonderful in his heart that he almost clapped his hands and cheered.

Originally, he thought that this Mr. Song came to Yunshuoweng to hear about the Northern War a few years ago, but it turned out not to be the case. What this gentleman listened to was actually the pursuit or yearning of the world.

That is what the gentleman on the stage knows, and what the people off the stage want to hear.

The story may be false, but it is undoubtedly true.

Yu Zhizhou thought it was wonderful, and for a person who came to make friends with him specially, he thought it was even more wonderful that he had actually thought of this before. Could it be that it coincided with each other?

"My surname is Yu, my name is Jianbai, and my name is Jianbai. I was originally from Changjing. How dare I ask you about my respect?"

"If Mr. Yu didn't know Song, why did he come to find Song?"

Yu Zhizhou was stunned for a moment.

But he was not embarrassed at all, he only thought about it for a while, and then he thought about it, but he asked instead: "How does Mr. know that Yu is here to find Mr.?"

Song You only pointed to the chair in front of him: "If Mr. Yu just came to listen to the book, he should sit there."

"I see."

It's pretty much the same as he thought.

"To be honest, Mr. Yu heard about Mr. Tai'an Temple before, and later heard that Mr. used to exorcise ghosts on Jinyang Road. He couldn't help admiring him and wanted to make friends with him." Yu Zhizhou simply said that friendship between gentlemen is like water, It should be very simple to make friends with literati, "Yu asked many times, and heard that Mr. often went to Songlu to listen to the piano, so he went to stay outside Songlu for a few days, but unfortunately he couldn't meet him. He thought Mr. liked to be clean and didn't want to After being disturbed, it has not passed for a while."

As he spoke, he even stood up and bowed to Song You:

"If there is any disturbance to Mr., please forgive me. If Mr. Yu likes to cultivate and doesn't like to make friends with others, Yu will leave now."

"I don't go to Songlu every day."

When Yu Zhizhou heard it, he was overjoyed, but he didn't show it:

"That's because I didn't have a relationship with Mr. at that time."

"Meeting is fate."

"It's noisy here, it's not a good place to talk. Mister often goes to Songlu to listen to the piano, and he must also like this way. It just so happens that Yu has some friendship with Yang Jinsheng in that Songlu. If Mr. is willing, after listening to this time, Mr. Yu will invite Mr. How about going to the Songlu for a while? How about being a middleman, and introducing Yang Jinsheng to your husband, wouldn't it be nice?"

"Thank you, Mr. Yu, for your kindness." Song You refused, "However, Mr. Song just likes Mr. Yang's piano sound. He doesn't know Mr. Yang as a person, and he is not interested in getting acquainted with Mr. Yang."

"I see."

Yu Zhizhou froze for a moment, then fell into thought again.

"Song has a question."

"It doesn't matter, sir."

"Since Mr. Yu thinks that Song likes to be clean and doesn't want to disturb him, why did he come to visit him today?" Song You asked.

"I'm ashamed to say that Yu is very yearning for immortality. During this time, I often think of my husband, and I can't sleep all night. I couldn't help it. I went to Songlu again a few days ago. I didn't see my husband. I just came to Beijing today." Mr. Wa Xun." Yu Zhizhou showed shame, "What a bother."

"Grand Yu came to me because he wanted to seek immortality and immortality?"

"Yu has longed for it for many years."

"Mr. Yu really overestimated Mr. Song." Song You couldn't help but chuckled, "Mr. Song can't see the shadow of immortality, how can he help Mr. Yu?"

"Yu just wants an answer."

Yu Zhizhou stared at Song You with burning eyes: "Sir, since you are an expert outside the world, can you tell Yu that there is a way of longevity in this world?"

"Song is just a mortal."

"Sir, have you ever seen someone live forever?"

"How long is long?"

"Heaven and earth live together."

"When the world first opened, there were no people in this world."

"What about the same birth of the sun and the moon?"

"When the sun and the moon were born, there was no one in this world."

"Did there be fairy gods at that time?"

"I guess not."

"Guess?"

"yes."

"oh?"

Yu Zhizhou's eyes were still wide open, shocked in his heart, not only shocked by the fact that the answer given by Mr. did not match what he thought, but also shocked by what Mr. said, but he still did not give up and continued to ask:

"What about Qianqiu Wanzai?"

"Song is just a mortal."

"..."

Yu Zhizhou couldn't help showing disappointment.

Song You shook his head and smiled.

This man has an extraordinary literary spirit and an extraordinary official air. Although Yizhou is big, he might not be able to keep him. The temple in the capital is the place he should go. But after hearing the first sentence he said, Song You liked him very much. He felt that he was really a good person, but he was obsessed with such illusory things as Immortal Dao and Longevity.

"Snapped!"

There was a shock.

"It's said that Chen Ziyi single-handedly rescued the commander in the Lanshui River with his horse and whip, and frightened the northern soldiers' livers and gallbladders..."

Song You turned his head to the front, not intending to talk to Yu Jianbai anymore.

I saw the faces of the small yamen in the front were flushed, yearning for it, wishing to join the army, either following the example of General Chen Ziyi to fight the enemy, or following General Chen Ziyi, the whole room was full of them who heard the most excitedly, Copper coins jingled and flew onto the stage.

Dayan valued writing and martial arts, no wonder he was able to conquer such a great country.

He didn't speak to Yu Jianbai until the end of the show.