The fifth day of the first lunar month is also the beginning of spring.
Song You was packing his bags in the yard.
Bring all your clothes.
There are not many clothes and it doesn't take up much space.
Water bags, dry food, pots and cups, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, geographical records, including the uneaten meat hanging on the beams of the stove. You don’t need to bring too much, but you can’t take less of what you should bring.
The journey is long, and it is inevitable that we will have to sleep in the open air, and the spring will be cold, so we must bring something to keep us warm at night.
The woolen felt donated by Yu Zhizhou is of the highest quality, and is pressed very thinly. It is more insulating and warm than a mattress, and there is not much room when stacked. If you bring a thin blanket bought at the temple fair, you won't have to worry about staying in a deserted mountain temple.
These days there is a quilt bag similar to a pannier bag. I bought it at the temple fair. It is the kind commonly used by business travelers and soldiers. It is strong and can be packed. After it is packed, it is placed on the horseback.
Just hang the hat and raincoat on top.
The bay-red horse stood obediently and let him play with it.
Today and yesterday were the beginning of spring, the beginning of the vitality of all things, and the vitality is the most intense. This vitality is of great benefit to everything in the world. This year, the first ray of spring spiritual power under the mountain was different. Song You gave it to the bay-red horse, so that it now looks full of energy.
Everything has been tidied up, and the yard has also been tidied up. Whether it is the cobwebs above the head or the dust at the foot of the wall, it must be cleaned up, and what should be picked up must also be picked up.
Finally, I said goodbye to the direction of the bamboo forest:
"There have been many interruptions in the past six months, and I often listen to my wife singing and spend my free time. Although I enjoy it in my heart, when I think about it carefully, it is really rude. I should say goodbye and apologize to my wife for leaving like this. I only hope that my wife will soon Resolve your obsession, or wait until your husband comes back as soon as possible."
It was daytime, so naturally there was no response from the direction of the bamboo forest.
But the calico cat raised its head and looked at him:
"What should I say?"
"Need not."
"oh."
One person calls the horse to go out, and a cat follows behind.
Outside the door, Mr. Luo, dressed in soap clothes, stood at the entrance of the alley.
"I would like to see you off, sir."
"The class leader is thoughtful."
Before leaving the city, Liu Zhixian led Yu Zhizhou in a hurry.
"If I had known that my husband was leaving today, Yu would have given me a banquet to see him off yesterday and asked my forgiveness."
"If you know where the state is."
"No matter what, it's all Yu's fault! I came here in a hurry today. Fortunately, I didn't miss seeing him off. I only bought some snacks for him on the way here to satisfy his hunger on the way. I also brought another snack for him. The woolen blanket for the bed and the lotus jacket are for keeping out the cold in the middle of the night. Please be sure to accept them, sir."
Song You still glanced at Yu Zhizhou.
"Thank you very much, Zhizhou."
"Where are you going, sir?"
“I don’t know where to go yet, so I’ll just go east.”
"How long will your trip be, sir?"
"Twenty years."
"..."
Yu Zhizhou was stunned for a moment.
Behind him, Luo Baotou and Liu Zhixian were also stunned.
Twenty years...
How many twenty years does a person have in his life?
I have only heard of some people who spent twenty years chasing fame and wealth, and some who spent twenty years willing to fall into ruin, but I have never heard of anyone who spent twenty years traveling around the world.
There have been many ups and downs in the past twenty years, who could have predicted it? Twenty years later, no one knows whether they will still be standing here, or even whether they are still alive. Even the youngest Luo Captou has actually passed his thirties. Twenty years later, fifty Youyu, even before being buried, is already gray-haired.
But when my husband said this, his tone was indifferent, as if he thought it was normal, and he didn't take twenty years seriously at all.
Yu Zhizhou felt mixed emotions for a moment.
If we say goodbye now, we will never see each other again in this life, right?
"Sir, walk slowly."
"Thank you sir."
Both parties faced each other and bowed deeply.
Then Song You led the horse away, traveling farther and farther.
Several people watched from behind, feeling wonder in their hearts.
Thinking back on what he has done in Yidu in the past six months, whether it was cutting off fog ghosts on Jinyang Road, burning demon monks in front of the Buddha's temple, or helping to capture the thieves who performed tricks at the temple fair, thunder struck half of Yidu city. People are indifferent to fame and wealth, carefree and free. They have often seen people with moral principles and abilities, such as Master Guanghong, but how have they ever seen such a master as Mr. Guanghong?
The living gods in the story are probably nothing more than this.
Such an immortal should be written down in writing.
…
The clouds in the morning are shrill, and the dew is still shining.
One person, one cat and one horse came out of the city gate.
The horse didn't have a rein, and Song You didn't need a rein either. They saw him walking in front, and the horse silently followed behind. There was also a cat beside him, which also followed obediently. Others seemed to find it magical.
There are thousands of mountains and rivers ahead, and the weather is unpredictable.
However, the road was long and difficult, and the journey was about to begin. Song You just kept a peaceful heart and moved forward step by step.
The loess road outside the city leads to the end of sight.
Farmland and cottages beside the road, the scenery is beautiful.
The shallow grass along the way is withered and yellow. As the sun comes out, the dew evaporates, and the ground is dusty and dusty. Every time you step on it, a small cloud of dust will be stirred up. Song You liked this feeling very much. It made every step he took more visual and therefore clearer and more real.
Sanhua Empress still ran back and forth, sniffing here and there, sometimes showing a puzzled expression.
"It seems like we walked through here."
"Ms. Sanhua is extremely smart."
"Why should we go back again?"
"Only this small section is repeated."
"where are we going?"
"Go east."
"Which way is east?"
"The side where the sun rises in the morning."
"What are you doing there?"
The calico cat took small steps to keep up with him, while tilting its head and looking up at him: "Are you going to find where the sun comes from?"
"no."
"Then what are you looking for?"
"Look for places with amazing mountains and rivers, places with simple folk customs, find legendary gods, find creatures that only exist in stories, and see all the wonderful and wonderful places in this world."
"..."
Xiaomao'er tilted her head and looked at him for a long time. After digesting it for a long time, she finally figured it out, and then said: "There are gods in the temple, and Empress Sanhua was also a god in the past."
"them……"
Song You shook his head and smiled: "It's just a ghost of an official."
"Then what do you mean by gods?"
"Hard to say."
"You don't know either?"
"I have not seen."
"Then you still have to look for it."
"You have to look for it if you haven't seen it before."
This world is not as developed as in his previous life, but it still has many wonderful things. Even though Song You has been staying in Taoist temples for the first half of his life, he has already seen part of it, but he feels that there is more to it, so he wants to see more and more. Wonderful scenery, more mysterious and interesting things.
This time we set off again, it was undoubtedly much more comfortable than before. Firstly, we were accompanied by Sanhua Empress. Secondly, we were fully prepared. Thirdly, we had an extra horse. At least we no longer had to carry a bag. We were traveling empty-handed, so we had more energy to work on. Feel every step of the way.
In the afternoon, we went to Jinyang Road again.
There are ancient trees on the ancient road, which provide shade from the sun and rain.
It just so happens that the weather is good today. When walking along such a tree-lined path, the sunlight is dim and dotted. I walk slowly through it, stepping on the bluestone slabs. My eyes are bright and dark, sometimes shrouded in shadows and sometimes sunny. When it hits the body, the horse's hooves can be heard by the ear, the heart is calm, not worried about the thousands of miles, not afraid of the sound of wind and rain, and the feeling is extremely beautiful.
Not far away, we saw another tea stall with a lot of people.
Although this road is the same as Jinyang Road, after passing Yidu, it is no longer the same section as before. This tea stall is also a tea stall that I have never seen before.
I happened to be a little tired.
Song You led his horse over and stopped in front of the tea stall.
"Want a bowl of tea."
Finally, one more sentence:
“Good tea.”
The owner of the tea stall was a hunchbacked old man who looked very kind. He immediately came over to entertain him: "Sir, in addition to tea, do you also want something to eat? Horse feed stalls also provide horse fodder, and the price is cheap."
"No need."
Song You brought steamed cakes and steamed buns with him when he went out, and only needed a bowl of hot tea to melt them and eat them.
The horse seemed to be carrying a lot of things, but in fact it was not heavy. The long journey was not considered a heavy task, but it was a leisurely ride. It found some weeds on the roadside to eat as it walked. It was not hungry at all now.
"Ouch!"
When the father-in-law wanted to tie Song You's horse, he discovered that the young gentleman's horse had no leash.
"Little sir, your horse..."
"The horse is smart and doesn't need a rein."
"Aren't you afraid of losing it?"
"Not afraid."
The old stall owner was greatly surprised, but he also went to make tea.
A cooking pot, pour a full bowl.
The Jianghu people and businessmen around him also frequently glanced at Song You. This was just a slightly surprising thing, but paired with Song You's Taoist robe, it seemed to immediately have a mysterious meaning, even for the unruly Jianghu people. He also restrained his contemptuous eyes.
But when he saw Song You breaking open the steamed buns, feeding the cat with meat fillings, and eating the bread outside, he couldn't help but marveled at him and kept talking in low voices.
Neither the man nor the cat cares about them.
The horse just stood silently in front of the stall, and did not run around without a tether. When he saw the young grass shoots he liked next to him, he only took a step or two, lowered his head and ate slowly, and did not go far.
During this period, people kept checking out and leaving.
Whenever there are people coming from the left or going to the right, the old stall owner will come up and bow to ask them where they are going and if they want someone to help carry the message.
But after asking many people, I didn’t get much results.
These days, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, making it difficult to deliver letters. If we leave the Guanma Avenue, there are both demons and bandits on the road, making it even more difficult to deliver letters.
In addition to people from the government, most of the people on Jinyang Road are merchants and people from the world. Businessmen are either trustworthy or profit-oriented. The trustworthy ones are afraid of not being able to bring it and dare not agree easily, while the profit-oriented ones are dissatisfied with the lack of money. After asking for a long time, only one merchant agreed, but it may not be possible to deliver it safely.
"..."
Song You raised the bowl and drank the last sip of tea.
He even paused for a moment when he picked up the bowl, waiting for the tea soup hanging on the wall of the bowl to remain.
He finally figured it out. The more expensive the tea on Guanma Avenue, the more ingredients it had, the more filling it was. It also had a rich taste, including salt, sugar, and plums. A big bowl full, plus two steamed buns, he actually felt full in his stomach.
"Bill, please."
"Ten cents."
Just in time for a bowl of wontons.
It's normal. In my previous life, a cup of milk tea was more expensive than a bowl of wontons.
The old man bent his waist and watched Song You counting the coins. He smiled as he watched: "May I ask, young gentleman, where are you going?"
"Go east."
"Do you have to pass through Xuzhou County?"
"..."
Song You counted ten copper coins, but did not answer for a moment. Instead, he smiled and asked the stall owner:
"My father-in-law, do you want to bring a letter?"
In fact, he has only heard of Xuzhou, which is to the east of Yizhou. He has to pass through Xuzhou when going east, but he has never heard of Luanjun at all.
"Exactly! If the young gentleman wants to go to Liaojun, if you are on the way, the young man would like to ask the young gentleman to bring a letter for me!" After the old stall owner finished speaking, he hurriedly said, "Young gentleman, although you can rest assured, I will never let you go." Little gentleman has leucorrhea!”
"What kind of letter?"
"Mr. really want to go to Liaojun?"
"I am an idle man in the mountains, traveling all over the world, and I don't know where to go. I only know that I want to go east and pass through Xuzhou. If my husband is in a hurry, it doesn't hurt to go to Lunjun."
"Young man, don't lie to me. My family was poor in my early years. My son went to Xuzhou to do business with his second uncle. Later he stayed in Xuzhou. It was far away from the main road and there were bandits. It has been two years since I last came back. A few days ago, my old lady missed her son and became sick from overwork. She stayed up all night. She was ill in bed the day before yesterday. The little old man asked the officials passing by to write a few letters to ask for a favor. Someone takes him there so that he can teach him to come back and see..."
"I see."
Mountains and rivers can block sounds and messages, but they should not block the family ties between mother and child.
Song You almost didn't think much and smiled calmly: "Then I will take the opportunity to bring a letter for my father-in-law to see the mountains and rivers of Liaojun."
"Thank you, little sir!"
The old man was immediately grateful and bowed deeply.
Song You didn't dare to bear it, so he had to lift him up quickly: "I can't bear such a big gift. I've been traveling all over the world. My father-in-law showed me the way. It's my turn to thank him."
