"Look at my little mountain god!"
"I saw it..."
"Isn't it great?"
"sharp……"
"I also have big wolves! More than a dozen of them!"
"I saw it."
"Isn't it great?"
"sharp……"
"Do you know any magic?"
"There will be some."
"show me!"
"Puff puff..."
“So many swallows!!”
"This is the unique skill of our Anqing Yanzi clan. I have just learned it, so it is not very advanced. My ancestor is very powerful. He can transform countless swallows." Yanzi's voice came out, "During the natural disaster in Anqing, my ancestor Using this trick, each swallow only picked up a small amount of rice from the official warehouse, and the entire official warehouse was emptied at once, and all the Anqing people were saved."
"Are the swallows that you conjured up real?"
"No... you can't eat it!"
"Well……"
Song You could imagine the scene behind him without turning around.
Then he continued to cook his own meal.
There is no one in the barren mountain, and a fire is lit.
Sanhua Empress found the firewood, she lit the fire, and Swallow found the water, but he also fetched it.
Song You only needs to cook the rice.
So much so that there is always a feeling——
He found two little demons to serve him.
But these two little demons are extremely worry-free. Most of the time, Sanhua Empress can not only find food by herself, but also improve the food for him. The swallows do not need his feeding at all. The swallows that usually fly left and right in the sky and look extremely flexible are hunting and eating. Now in winter, there are many fewer bugs, but the swallows have become sperm, so there is no need to worry about being hungry.
It's more like serving yourself.
"..."
Song You ignored the movement behind him and only focused on the small pot in front of him.
The white mushrooms sent by the third hall master of Huangshashan are indeed top-grade. After soaking in water, even without adding other meat, it is still a good pot of soup.
After cooking, serve it in a small bowl.
"call……"
In this cold winter in the north, in the deserted wilderness, taking a sip of hot mushroom soup, it warmed the heart from the throat to the chest, and it was so delicious that Song You couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment.
After leaving Huangsha Mountain, the population quickly became sparse.
It's so rare that you can't see a few houses even if you go dozens of miles.
And as you get further away from Huangsha Mountain and go east from northwest Yuezhou, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller.
This kind of scarcity is not like the desolation of deserts, snowy areas and grasslands, where no one has been there. On the contrary, you can often see houses on the roadside, and you can even pass by villages and cities. However, most of the houses on the roadside have been abandoned and collapsed. The village was also empty, with grass growing inside and outside the houses. The Taoist walked through it with his cats and horses, and no sound of human beings could be heard.
The official roads are covered with grass and the tea stalls are dilapidated.
Entering the city, if you are lucky there will be a few people there, but if you are not lucky, it will be like an empty city.
There is a kind of loneliness that is different from the desert snow and grassland.
When people retreat from this land, nature quickly comes back.
There was no one to ask for directions, and there were no stalls to rest. If you wanted to eat hot and decent meals, you had to do it yourself. Supplies became difficult, and finding a restaurant to rest and listen to a book became a fantasy.
Fortunately, there were cats who often brought him prey, which saved some dry food consumption, and swallows flew into the sky to explore the way and find streams for him, which could replace asking for directions to a certain extent and prevent the Taoist from taking wrong detours.
Thanks to them, Taoists can walk on this barren land.
Going up the mountain along the almost invisible path, after going through all kinds of difficulties, we found the colorful pond mentioned by Mr. Qiao on the high mountain. I don’t know how this colorful pool was formed, but I only know that it is more than just colorful. The entire staircase-like pool is divided into small pieces, and each piece is a different color, light blue and dark blue, light green and dark green, light yellow and dark yellow, and snow-white like milk. , colorful and diverse.
And it was located inside the mountain, which made Song You very puzzled about how the original people found it, how it spread to the outside world, and how long it took.
It’s puzzling and regretful at the same time——
If you don't come to this high mountain thousands of feet above the ground, or if you don't come to this deep mountain a hundred miles away from the official road, you will definitely not be able to see this colorful pool. Nowadays, Yuezhou is empty. Although there are a few poems, articles and a few people who fled Yuezhou, they still remember the colorful pool, but it is so difficult to find. When the imperial court sends people from other places to fill Yuezhou, it will be restored. If someone finds it, it will probably take a lot of time.
Many things in ancient times were probably lost in this way.
Once they are born, they can no longer be found.
Even if you can find it, you may find more than one, and you don't know which one the ancients were looking at.
It is now light snow season.
Song You sat here cross-legged for two days, wrapped in a blanket, taking in the scenery, feeling the charm of the mountains and rivers, letting the cold outside get thicker, the mountain wind biting, and letting the two little demons play around.
After descending the mountain, we walked several hundred miles.
Yanzi found Yuelong Waterfall for him again.
Although it is not far from the official road, if no one tells it and no one can ask for directions, it is impossible to find it.
The stepped waterfalls are one after another. They are not very high or very big. They are not as majestic as other waterfalls, but they have a rare beauty, like a landscape painting.
I heard that it was originally in Yuezhou. This Yuelong Waterfall is the most popular scenery among literati besides Tianzhu Mountain. In addition, it is not far from Guandao and Yuezhou administrative offices. There is an endless stream of people coming every year. I don’t know how many poems there are. All articles are written here. Now only Song You can enjoy it.
After taking water to cook fish and sitting there for a few days, there was heavy snow.
It also snowed here. When I woke up in the morning, ice had formed on the river bank. The Taoist sat alone in the snow, like an old man.
This place has a strong aura and is appropriate to the season, which is good for spiritual practice.
Shake off the snow and walk north again.
It was quiet in the winter, and it seemed like the only people left on the ground were the Taoist, the bay-red horse, and the calico cat following at his feet.
The scenery in Yuezhou is actually very good.
But there is more than just scenery in my eyes.
You can often see uncollected corpses on the roadside, which were left behind more than ten years ago. For many Yuezhou people, the war that year was probably the same as the end of the world. Most of the time, Taoists would stop to tidy up these people they had never met before, or at least bury them in the ground so that their bodies would not be exposed in the wilderness. As a result, they walked extraordinarily slowly.
Sometimes when walking in barren mountains at night, phosphorus fire lights the way.
Sometimes when he sleeps on the roadside at night, a ghost comes to talk to him.
Sometimes, out of curiosity, an ignorant little demon would transform into a human and talk to him, thinking that he couldn't tell.
Slowly walked to the north of Yuezhou.
There are many mountains and rivers here, and the spiritual energy is rich.
However, because it is too remote and there is a miasma lingering in the mountains, it not only makes people get lost, but also makes people sick. People from Saibei dare not go here when they go south. Therefore, although there have always been legends about the Phoenix, few people can cross it. Chongshan came to the green tung forest - it was like the fairy mountain on the top of Yunding. People without great perseverance would not be able to reach the top of the mountain.
So Yan Zi became extremely busy.
Every morning early in the morning, when I wake up, I fly into the sky and look for the direction of the green tung forest in the distance.
Have to be extra careful.
In this place, the swallow's innate ability to identify directions seems to be somewhat ineffective. Miasma fills the earth. If you fly low, you can't see far, and if you fly high, you can't see the ground clearly. It's a real dilemma. He accidentally flew to a place where the miasma was particularly thick, and after taking a few puffs, even with his Taoist skills, he felt a little dizzy.
Every day I worry about flying out and not coming back.
When I fly back every day, I have to search for my husband for a long time in the mist-like miasma. Even if the horse walks in the mountains and the bells on its neck ring, the bells echo in the mountains and it is difficult to tell which mountain it comes from. Passed over.
For several days.
As he walked, Song You felt bored and a little sad for some reason, and he couldn't help but frown.
One day the swallow flew back and said that he had found the green tung forest in the north. In the mountains filled with miasma, it was so tall that it shot out of the clouds, like a place in ancient mythology.
But he only remembered a general direction. When he looked for it the next day, he couldn't find it again.
It's like looking for an island in the ocean.
Yan Zi is even more anxious than Song You.
It was not until dusk on the day before the winter solstice that the Taoist finally came to this green tung forest under the leadership of Yan Zi.
The Taoist, leaning on his bamboo stick, couldn't help but be startled when he stopped and looked into the distance.
The mountains are filled with miasma and the clouds are deep. The green tung trees slowly appearing in front are all upright. I don’t know how many years they have grown. The smallest tree within sight cannot be hugged by ten people. At least half of it has no branches at the bottom. There are no leaves, just a huge, bare, straight trunk, dark blue in color.
As for the branches and leaves, of course they are there.
I think it's at the top.
Because the light under the trees is significantly darker.
But the branches and leaves are not visible.
Because it has already penetrated the depths of the clouds.
Truly towering ancient trees have become a forest and spread all over the front, giving people the feeling that this is the end of the world and that if they go further, they will enter the world of ancient mythology.
"Sir! We're here!"
Yanzi sounded very happy.
"yes……"
Song You stared blankly.
What I thought about at the moment was Mr. Qiao who loved landscapes and painting.
With the help of swallows, I am not afraid of miasma. It is already difficult to get here. How did Mr. Qiao and the countless mortals who came here get here?
"So big and tall..."
The cat also raised its head high.
Song You had the same expression as hers.
It was said that there were trees here that could not be hugged by dozens of people, and that the branches growing on these trees could be walked away from. Song You didn't know whether he believed it at first, but now he definitely believed it.
"How high is it..."
"I don't know how high it is. I just know that the tallest one is probably not much lower than the Wucaichi mountain we visited."
"A few hundred feet..."
Such a forest that should not exist in the world, Song You must have believed it if a phoenix came to live in it.
But even if the phoenix comes to live, it is above the clouds, far away from the world, and it is invisible under the clouds and mist, right?
"Meow?"
The cat turned to look at him.
"Tomorrow is the winter solstice, and it's getting dark today, so we won't go in. Let's stay outside here for the night." Song You was a little tired, and took another look at the mythical giant tree in the clouds. He felt that even this line of work Not seeing the legendary magical bird is totally justified.
(End of chapter)
