If monsters and elves want to transform, they must have certain skills.
But it’s not just about practicing Taoism. It’s not just that if you practice the Tao enough, it will naturally take shape. It also requires a little opportunity, a little luck, and a little magic.
The only difference is that it is mysterious. Some fairies naturally pass this level without even knowing what happened. Some fairies are extremely difficult to find, and even if they look around, they can't find them. Or when you give up, an ordinary day and night becomes it again. Song You had read many such stories in Taoist books.
Transformation cannot happen overnight.
Song You had seen monsters that transformed into humans a few times, and their abilities were both high and low, but he had never seen this process of transformation. He heard from books that there were pros and cons, so he often watched it at home.
The cold dew has passed and frost has fallen.
The weather has turned from cool to cold.
The calico cat still looks like a cat. When it gets cold, it always hides in a warm place, or it crawls into the hole of the stove. Every time it is lit to make a meal, it is like asking for a visit in the mountains. It has to approach the hole first and say "three" politely. The Flower Lady is there, otherwise I would bend down and look for it in the stove hole, often looking at each other.
Every time I come out, it will always be dark and sloppy.
If it is said that it is dirty, it will whisper softly, as if it is serious and does not seem to care, and reply:
"It's just dusty."
Song You generally doesn't delve into it much.
Before I knew it, it was time to breathe out white.
One afternoon.
North Wazi, Yunshuoteng.
Bei Wazi is the Washi that Songyou often visited. There are seven or eight tile houses in Yidu, and Beiwazi is also considered large, with more than a dozen large and small fences inside. Yun Shuopeng is the name of one of the Gou Lans. It was run by Mr. Zhang, Cheng Wulang and others. What they sell is all lip service.
Usually Mr. Zhang would tell stories in the afternoon, and sometimes a gentleman would talk about history. In the evening, Cheng Wulang's team would tell jokes, which was a bit like cross talk, and also for fun.
The construction shape of the Gou Lan draws on the characteristics of the temple stage. It is surrounded by a roof and is like a shed, so many Gou Lans are also named after sheds. There is usually a stepped auditorium inside, which is raised layer by layer from the inner layer to the outer layer, called a waist tent. You have to pay to enter the venue, and the prices for different seats are different. It is already a very professional performance venue.
It's just that when the weather gets cold, many people don't want to go out. Song You paid normally and 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 come on stage.
It tells the story of the Northern War a few years ago, with General Chen Ziyi as the protagonist.
This is a TV series.
No one has written a book about this war yet. The storyteller has compiled it into a story based on the miscellaneous content he collected and his own fabrications. Compared with stories compiled from serious novels and romances, this type of story lacks completeness, fluency, and rationality, but the advantage is that people are very sensitive to this kind of story that is close enough to them in all aspects. Interest, storytellers like Mr. Zhang who take the lead can also gain 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 talking about the follow-up, he connected with the middle part based on the context, and worked hard to make up for it.
Next door is the Hibiscus shed, where the singers sing.
While telling stories and singing at the same time, they are all professionals, and their voices are loud and clear. The two voices come and go, sometimes fighting in front of the ears, and sometimes they can be combined.
"Then Chen Ziyi single-handedly killed until his whole body was covered in blood, and everything turned red! Guess what happened in the end? He actually saved the commander in the midst of thousands of troops, and the northern sergeants were scared to death! The so-called blood-stained The armor is red, who dares to compete with him in this world? In addition to his martial arts skills, Chen Ziyi is also full of courage!"
Song You heard a chuckle beside him.
Turning around, I saw a very elegant scholar.
He looks to be in his fifties, with good skin, silvery hair on his temples, and a meticulously groomed beard. At this age, he even wears a hairpin. He is really romantic, and he is probably a celebrity.
The clothes are made of fine brocade, and there is no trace of plaster on the shoes. He is either rich or noble, and he is especially particular.
It is both literary and official, and both are extraordinary. Even if Song You was not familiar with numerology and luck, he could tell at a glance that this person was not only extraordinary at this time, but he would probably be even more extraordinary in the future.
Such a person should sit at the head of the green dragon.
That is, the best golden position.
In the capital's Goulan tile-roofed houses, the best seat is called the Golden Chair, for the emperor to sit on, and the remaining seat is the Green Dragon Head, the best viewing area. There is no emperor in Yidu, so there is no golden throne. But if a wealthy family pays a little more, he will sit at the head of the green dragon. If a high-ranking official arrives, someone will naturally make arrangements without saying much.
But this man was sitting next to him, only one place away.
Looking at this Goulan restaurant, only 30 to 40 percent of the seats are sold, so there are plenty of empty seats.
Song You already understood in his heart.
After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he took a tea break. Several small yamen were sitting near Qinglongtou. The young people were very curious and asked questions about the story, and the old man answered them appropriately.
Song You felt the people around him glance at him.
After a while, he looked at it a few more times.
After drinking half a cup of tea, the official finally spoke: "This old gentleman's story is quite good, but the story is too biased."
"Is the officer laughing at this?"
"Did you hear me?"
"Song's hearing is not bad."
"It made me laugh. Yu didn't mean to be contemptuous of the gentleman on the stage. He just happened to know what happened in the Lanshui battle. Although the difference between what the gentleman on the stage said was huge, it was more exciting and interesting. I can't help but think that what Yu knew was just The true story of the Lan Shui battle, but what the gentleman on stage knew was the story that everyone in the audience wanted to hear, and he thought it was interesting, so he chuckled."
Song You nodded and couldn't help but smile.
It was quite interesting to hear this man speak.
"Yu Gong 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 column are false."
"Although stories may be true or false, what kind of things in the world are false? There may not necessarily be falsehood among the truth, but there must be truth among the falsehoods."
"Oh? Please give me some advice."
"Didn't Mr. Yu say it before? Mr. Yu knows the real Battle of Lanshui. What the gentleman on the stage knows is actually what the people in the audience want to hear. Each has its own use. If Mr. Yu wants to think that what the gentleman on the stage knows It is not unreasonable for the matter to be more superficial than what Yu Gong knows."
"I see……"
Yu Zhizhou frowned, thoughtfully.
When I figured it out, my eyes lit up, and my heart felt so wonderful that I almost clapped my hands in joy.
Originally, he thought that Mr. Song came to the Cloud Talk Studio to hear about the northern war a few years ago, but it turned out that was not the case. What this gentleman is actually listening to is the world's preferences, pursuits, or yearnings.
That is what the gentleman on stage knows and what the people in the audience want to hear.
The story may be false, but it is undoubtedly true.
Yu Zhizhou thought it was wonderful, and for someone who came here specifically to make friends, what was even more wonderful was that he had actually thought of this before. Couldn't this be a coincidence?
"My surname is Yu, and my name is He, and my courtesy name is Jianbai. I am originally from the capital city. May I ask my name?"
"If Mr. Yu doesn't know Song, why did he come to find Song?"
Yu Zhizhou was stunned for a moment.
However, he was not embarrassed. He only thought about it for a moment, then he made a calculation and asked: "Sir, how do you know that Yu is here to find you?"
Song You just pointed at the chairs in front: "If Mr. Yu is just here to listen to a book, that's where he should sit."
"I see."
It was pretty much what he thought.
"To be honest, Yu had heard about Mr. Tai'an Temple before, and later heard that Mr. had eliminated ghosts on Jinyang Road. He couldn't help but admire him and wanted to make friends with him." Yu Zhizhou simply said it bluntly, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and he himself 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 Songlu to stay for a few days. Unfortunately, he was not able to see him. He thought that Mr. liked to be quiet and did not want to do anything. Once I was interrupted, some time didn’t pass.”
As he spoke, he even stood up and bowed to Song You:
"If I have disturbed you in any way, please forgive me. If you like to practice alone and don't like to make friends with others, Yu will leave now."
"I don't go to Songlu every day."
When Yu Zhizhou heard this, he was very happy, but he didn't show it:
"That's because I didn't have a chance to meet my husband at that time."
"Meeting each other means we are destined to meet."
"It's noisy here, so it's not a good place for conversation. Sir, he often goes to Songlu to listen to the piano, and he must also like this music. It just so happens that Yu has some friendship with Yang Jinsheng from Songlu. If you are willing, sir, after listening to this time, Yu will invite Mr. How about we go and sit in Songlu? Wouldn't it be nice to be a middleman and introduce Yang Jinsheng to Mr. Yang?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Yu." Song You refused, "But Song only likes the sound of Mr. Yang's piano. He doesn't know Mr. Yang as a person and has no interest in getting to know Mr. Yang."
"I see."
Yu Zhizhou was stunned for a moment and fell into thought again.
"Song has a question."
"Sir, it doesn't matter."
"Since Mr. Yu feels that Song likes to be quiet and doesn't want to disturb him, why did he come here to visit him today?" Song You asked.
"I'm ashamed to say that Yu longed for immortality. During this period, I often thought of my husband and couldn't sleep all night. I couldn't help it anymore, so I went to Songlu again a few days ago, but I didn't see my husband. I just came to Bei today. Mr. Waxun." Yu Zhizhou looked ashamed and said, "You are disturbing me."
"Mr. Yu came to me because he wanted to seek immortality and immortality?"
"Yu has been yearning for it for many years."
"Mr. Yu really overestimated Song." Song You couldn't help but chuckle, "Song can't see the shadow of immortality, so 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 whether there is a way to live forever in this world?"
"Song is just a mortal."
"Sir, have you ever seen anyone live forever?"
"How long is long?"
"Heaven and earth live together."
“When heaven and earth first opened, there were no people in the world.”
"What about the sun and the moon growing together?"
"When the sun and the moon were born, there was no one in the world."
"Are there any immortals?"
"I guess not."
"Guess?"
"yes."
"oh?"
Yu Zhizhou still opened his eyes wide and was shocked. He was shocked that the answer given by his husband was not in line with what he thought, and he was also shocked by what he said. However, he still did not give up and continued to ask:
"What about Qianqiu Zai?"
"Song is just a mortal."
"..."
Yu Zhizhou couldn't help but look disappointed.
Song You shook his head and smiled.
This man has extraordinary literary and official qualities. Although Yizhou is large, I am afraid that he cannot be retained. The temple in the capital is the place where he should go. After listening to the first words he said, Song You liked him very much. He felt that he was indeed a good person, but he was obsessed with such illusory things as immortality and immortality.
"Snapped!"
There was a scream.
"Speaking of which, Chen Ziyi rode his horse and whipped his whip in the Lanshui River to rescue the commander single-handedly, scaring the northern sergeants to death..."
Song You turned his head forward and had no intention of talking to Yu Jianbai anymore.
I saw that the faces of the young yamen in front were all red after hearing this, and they were yearning for it. They wished they could join the army. They would either imitate General Chen Ziyi and go on the field to kill the enemy, or follow General Chen Ziyi. Among the whole room in the room, they were the most excited to hear this. Copper coins jingled and flew onto the stage.
Dayan valued literature and martial arts, no wonder he was able to conquer such a great empire.
He did not speak to Yu Jianbai until the end of the show.
