Tailor shop in the city.
Song You had calmed down and stood in front of an old woman, gesturing for her to make something similar to a trousers and sew it on the quilt bag.
"About this big..."
The old grandma squinted her eyes and looked carefully, then took out a ruler to compare: "It's bigger than the robe."
"Yes, don't be too peaceful."
"Sir, do you want to install something big?"
"yes."
“How big is the object?”
"perhaps……"
"Meow~"
A cat tugged at his robe.
Song You looked down and understood, so he simply picked up the cat and showed it to the old woman:
"Put it on."
"Sewn on the horse's quilt bag?"
"I want to take it on a long journey."
"Understood."
The old grandma waved her hand confidently.
"Thank you, mother-in-law."
Professionals do professional things. Song You fully trusted the skills of the old craftsmen, left a deposit, agreed on when to bring the quilt bag for sewing, and left with the calico cat.
…
A few days later.
Swallow has almost learned the flying skills. In addition to gaining more skills, he also gained a novel experience and a new perspective, and gained a lot of insights.
It's time to leave too.
Song You got Qingyangzi's permission and came to the backyard of the Taoist temple.
There are bamboo forests inside and outside the courtyard.
It’s just that the outside of the courtyard is made of ordinary bamboo, which is mainly practical. There is a kind of garden ornamental bamboo in the courtyard. It is neither thick nor tall. The bamboo joints are dense. It feels smooth to the touch and has a hard texture. It feels like a kind of strong bamboo. It is best used for making bamboo canes. .
Song You has been interested in them for a long time.
When I came here today, I walked around the bamboo forest, looked left and right, touched again and again, carefully selected, and compared many times, finally selected one.
"I'm sorry."
Song You bowed his hands and then stepped forward.
The tiger's mouth got stuck at the root of the bamboo, and it was easily taken out without any movement.
Then he held the bamboo and slowly moved it up, and the small branches on it fell off one after another. He gestured at the appropriate length, pinched it again with his thumb and index finger, and the upper half was broken off neatly.
So there was only one bamboo stick left, just the right size to hold with one hand. The bamboo joints were extremely smooth, as if they had been polished. The whole body was straight and the length was just right. It was as green as jade in the sun.
Song You took it and looked at it again and again, and was very satisfied.
So I wanted to go out.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again.
Looking back——
A little girl was also standing in the bamboo forest, squatting down, holding a small bamboo as thick as a finger. She was breaking it left and right, shaking the bamboo in circles, trying hard to get it off. .
Song You couldn't help but walk over and take a closer look at her dilemma.
"Miss Sanhua."
"Well?"
"what you do?"
"Break the bamboo."
"What are you doing breaking the bamboo?"
"What are you doing breaking the bamboo?"
Sanhua Empress stopped her movements and looked back at him.
"I'm a crutch."
"I have no idea."
Sanhua Empress said: "You asked the temple master, and I also asked the temple master, and he said he allowed me to take one."
"Be polite."
Song You smiled and walked over.
The bamboo was only as thick as a thumb, and it had been broken by her. The folds had been tortured into disfigurement, but the bamboo was tough and unstoppable.
So he squatted down next to the girl, held his hand a little above the fold, and then let go. Silently, the bamboo had a neat break, as if it had been split by a sharp blade.
The girl was stunned immediately and turned to stare at him.
Song You smiled again, took a handful of it and cleaned it up for her as before, and then handed it to her and said, "Do you want to learn the simple and wonderful use of the gold method? Once you learn it, it will be easier to chop wood." "
The girl took the bamboo, but she still squatted on the spot, staring up at him without speaking.
If it were before, she would definitely have to learn.
But now I have learned the art of fire for a long time, practiced it in the morning and evening, and practiced regularly in the morning and afternoon, but I have only just been able to spit out open fire. Even so, I have already shouldered the heavy responsibility of lighting the fire.
The Taoist priest told her that burning more fire would help her practice.
The girl's eyes turned left and right, she pursed her lips, and without saying a word, she picked up the bamboo stick and turned away.
Song You smiled and followed out.
The bay-red horse stood quietly in the front yard, with a quilt on its back. The Taoist priest in the temple stood beside it, and the Taoist temple remained quiet.
Song You walked over with a bamboo stick and saluted everyone sincerely: "I have been here to watch for more than half a month. Thanks to the hospitality of all Taoist friends, it has been the most comfortable period of time along the way. I am very grateful."
"Where is it?"
The Taoist priests quickly returned the greetings.
"However, I am traveling down the mountain this time. After all, I want to say goodbye to all my Taoist friends. I feel reluctant to leave, but there is nothing I can do about it. There are wonderful things in meeting and separating, so I won't go into details." Song You paused and took a look. The youngest child in the crowd looked at everyone again and said, "After the journey down the river, if you travel to Lingquan County in Yizhou, you can come to Yin Yang Mountain to find me. I will treat you well."
"must!"
"I'll take my leave now."
"Fellow Taoist, walk slowly!"
"We are already full of friendship, so why send them further away."
Song You walked out of the Taoist temple with the bay horse and the little girl. As expected, the Taoist priests stopped at the door and did not go far to see them off. He only gave them a final salute, said no more, and turned to leave.
The little girl also held the bamboo stick and said goodbye to them. Then she turned to look at Song You and said as she walked:
"Qingyangzi!"
"right."
"Guanghuazi!"
"That's the palace lord of Fuqing Palace."
"Why are they all called Zi?"
"In recent years, Taoists have become popular in calling themselves Taoist names, and literati have been called Taoists."
"What's your name?"
The little girl was waving a bamboo pole wildly, walking side by side with him, turning to look at him.
"I won't call you Zi."
The little girl tilted her head and thought for him:
"Mao Juzi."
"What is Mao Juzi?"
"Have you never met Mao Juzi?"
"What is it?"
"You're not smart."
"So what?"
"It will stick to the fur and won't fall off."
"oh……"
Only then did Song You realize that she was talking about a plant fruit.
"And cocklebur."
The little girl added another sentence.
"Do you like it very much?"
"dislike!!"
The little girl shook her head quickly with a firm voice.
Song You could see a lot of disgust and vigilance in her expression.
Maojuzi is the ghost needle grass, also known as the stick-on-clothes flower. The fruit is a group of dark brown short needles that will stick to clothes or hair. Xanthium sibiricum is a small green ball with barbs. It is more difficult to remove than Xanthium sibiricum, especially on hair, if it sticks to clothes or hair.
It seems that she has been tortured by these two things before.
But it's spring now.
There shouldn’t be much of these two things, right?
After walking for half a moment, Song You slowed down and took out the book "Yu Di Ji Sheng" from the back of his horse.
Turning to the first page, there is a map of Dayan.
It was a very rough map. It only showed the general shape of the country and marked where the states were. Nothing else could be seen. The specific climate of each state, what scenic spots are there, where they are roughly located in the state, and how to get there are explained in text at the back, and occasionally small pictures are attached. Although I still had to ask for directions, it was a big help.
But this map and the maps of later generations are two different things.
Just the fact that it is not drawn from north to south has already caused a lot of trouble.
You have to rely on your own geographical knowledge to distinguish.
Xuzhou should be located close to the southwest of Dayan. If the map goes north to south, it will be slightly to the lower left in the middle. If you go directly north, it's not far to Changjing. Considering that it would take a while to go back, and Changjing was only one of Song You's waypoints, not his destination, it was not worth going directly.
Therefore, he planned to continue southward until he left the Xuzhou border and then headed east.
First go to Pingzhou and visit Yunding Mountain.
Then go north, and finally go west, making a circle in this way, visiting a few more states, and finally reaching Changjing.
There are not thousands of miles to go, but there are still eight or nine thousand.
"..."
Song You put the book back into his quilt bag.
Looking back, the green hills have become blurry, and the Taoist temple under the green hills has also become very small. The bamboo forest behind the house has become a mess, and the Taoist priests are no longer visible.
Song You stopped where he was for a moment and looked at it a few more times.
Maybe I will never come back here again. This moment is the last moment to get along with this landscape, and this look is the last look.
Maybe there is still time to meet again, but it is already ten or twenty years later. Even if the landscape does not change, people are no longer young. I don't know Song You at that time, so how can I know how he will feel?
It’s just a piece of scenery during the journey, but I still can’t help but sigh.
"Taoist priest."
"Um."
Song You withdrew his gaze and only looked at the road ahead.
It was morning, and a wet morning sun had just risen to the top of the mountain, blurring in the place where the mountain fog met the sky clouds. I walked slowly with a stick, ten miles away from the green mountains, and the tide-flat road was sandy.
I don’t know what kind of landscape and people lie ahead.
It was also today that news came from Lingbo County to Anqing County, saying that the water monster that had been causing trouble for several years had been killed. The corpse floating in the river was at least ten feet long and several feet wide. If it weren't for Liujiang That section is wide and deep enough to really not accommodate it.
At this time, the waterway has been opened, and there are no more water monsters causing trouble.
The person who subdued the water demon was a wandering immortal. He looked young and followed a bay-red horse without a rein. He also brought a calico cat with him. He was very spiritual. He didn't even get into the water. Apart from this water demon, if he is not a god, It is really hard for anyone to believe that he descended to earth. Now one hundred thousand people in Lingbo County are preparing to build a temple for his statue, and it will be erected at the reopened Lingbo Ferry to express their gratitude.
The Jianghu people who were still in Anqing County were all surprised after hearing this and thinking about what they had seen in the past few days.
Especially the people from the Xishan Sect.
…
The mountains are rolling, and the house is inside.
"Sir is gone..."
The young man still stood respectfully in front of the old man.
"Cough cough cough..."
The old man coughed repeatedly, paused his crutches, and made an old voice: "I'm telling you to be bolder. I'm not asking you to go out and revitalize our clan. Whatever you want, cough, cough, cough, I just want you to be bolder when you meet. When you want to do something, be brave enough to do it. It should be your own thing. Don't throw it away. Make your voice louder and less likely to be looked down upon. This can save a lot of trouble... It is not impossible for timid people to do so. , it’s just easy to miss a lot of things.”
"Ancestor..."
"Don't talk nonsense, cough, cough, cough..." the old man coughed repeatedly, "tell what you want to say."
"I want to... go see Mr. off..."
"Can."
"Thank you, ancestors..."
The young man turned around and walked out.
"etc."
"ah?"
"Sir is a master. If you think he is good, just go with him. It may not be your chance. Regardless of his Taoism or cultivation, in short, this life will be more enjoyable." The old man said with a pair of cloudy eyes Staring at him, "You decide for yourself."
"I……"
"how?"
"I can not……"
"Then you're going to miss it."
"I……"
The young man stood there, his eyes filled with confusion.
In the end, he only said one sentence: "I will give you one more ride, take you out of Xuzhou, and I will come back."
"what ever."
The swallow flew out the door.
…
Asking for a monthly ticket~
