Taoist is a plush control

On the first day Gu Wangshu went down the mountain, he went to Huamanlou to investigate the whereabouts of the Yingmen faction.It's a pity that there has been no trace under the Shadow Gate, and it is difficult to track down. In addition, Huamanlou was inexplicably hit by a snowstorm a few days ago, all traces were covered up, and they returned in vain.

On the third day, passing through Longzhou, the road was blocked by heavy snow, and it was difficult for vehicles and horses to travel, so we had to find a local old temple for the night.

This broken temple has been in disrepair for a long time, no one has lived in it for a long time, and there is very little incense, and even the cobwebs in the corners are covered with frost.The air was damp and damp, and the snow that leaked from the broken part of the grass shed fell on the altar and the table.

With the help of candlelight, it can be clearly seen that what is worshiped in the temple is a tall and sinister wooden statue of the Valkyrie, holding a wooden sign, and the words on it have been rotted and blurred by water.Especially a dilapidated blood red face, painted in red and black, with sharp fangs, hanging upside down with a messy bird's nest that was completed at an unknown time.

Although many statues of gods are indeed designed with ugly faces and are used to exorcise evil spirits and protect the Dharma, but they are so horribly repaired, let alone ghosts, I am afraid that even people will be scared away.

No wonder it is so dilapidated and has no incense.Although Gu Wangshu thought about it in his heart, he also felt uncomfortable looking at it. After all, it was a statue that kept the peace of one side, so it was too sad to leave it so barren.So I walked over and swept the thick snow ash on the altar with my sleeves, and leaned on the fire box, only to see a row of inscriptions: Day tour.

It turned out to be a fierce god patrolling, a day-traveling god.No wonder the cultivation is so terrible.

Gu Wangshu got out of the observation door to take a look at the alluring heavy snow, and quickly backed away. No matter how fierce the spirit is, it can't compare to the fierce wind and snow in front of him.He had no choice but to take three sticks of fresh incense from his luggage, raised them to his forehead and bowed in salute, sticking them on the frozen ashes.

I don't know how long it took for the incense offerings to float out of this dilapidated temple, and I silently recited in my heart, "I always burn my heart to be very quiet. When believers encounter wind and snow while passing through this place, they still hope that God will not abandon them and take them in for a night."

It wasn't until the three sticks of incense were extinguished that Gu Wangshu rubbed his numb knees and stood up, blowing hard into his red hands.Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the wind and snow showed no signs of abating, it seemed that it was really inevitable to sleep here for a night.

He walked around the statue a few times, but he didn't find half a piece of wood that could be used to make a fire. The snow outside was probably knee-deep, let alone looking for it.The straw that seems to be the only thing that can be used on the ground is also damp and useless, and can't catch fire, so I can only helplessly take off the animal skin cloak that Ai Ye gave him before leaving, wrap it around my body, and shrink behind the statue. Di'er intends to squint slightly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, the straw pile around him suddenly started to rustle, followed by a burst of "cough, cough, cough——" violent coughing.

This Poguan was already eerie and terrifying, it was so dark that it was difficult to distinguish things, and the atmosphere was gray. In addition, he had been in for so long and hadn't noticed even a single figure. When you come out, you have to poke it in.

"Oh, little fairy, please don't... cough cough cough... I am a human, not a ghost... cough cough"

Gu Wangshu used the candlelight to see a gray-faced old man rolling and scrambling from the bottom of the straw pile. He looked like a beggar in tatters, but he was very tall and strong, and his face was dry and sick. He couldn't hide his righteous eyes, and coughed continuously, as if he was dying of illness.

Seeing this, Gu Wangshu quickly withdrew his sword and apologized repeatedly for being so rude.The old man smiled foolishly, and said: "I see, little fairy, you burned incense and worshiped gods as soon as you came in... Cough cough cough... I didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing you. It's been hard work, but I still can't help scaring you... Cough cough cough cough, it's not strange, it's not strange. I don't know if you came here specially to kneel for incense, or to hide from the snow?"

Gu Wangshu looked at the old man in front of him, holding his sick body in such a cold day, wearing only a thin layer of worn clothes and barefoot.The body is much stronger than that of ordinary people, the neckline reveals the old and dark pectoral muscles against a thin layer of skin, and the blue and red veins of the subcutaneous muscles and blood vessels are clearly visible, tightening and beating with each cough.He really doesn't look like a beggar, more like a porter or something.

Gu Wangshu flattened the straw under his body and sat on it. He vaguely felt that the grass was wet from the snow and it was a bit awkward. He didn't know how he slept peacefully in it.

"The poor way is to avoid the wind and snow, and there is no other place to go at such a late hour, so it's better to stay overnight."

Seeing him sitting down, the old man unceremoniously followed him to lie down on his side, propped his face and looked at the white-haired Taoist in front of him with interest, jokingly said:

"I said, little fairy, you just came here to avoid the wind and snow, and why are you so sincere to worship this ugly statue that is about to rot into a nest of moths? In my opinion, if you ascend to immortality in the future, you must be better than this ghost The immortal class is much higher, it is better to pay homage to yourself."

Gu Wangshu didn't take his words seriously. After all, this old man must be an ordinary person who doesn't believe in immortals. It's normal to have such unafraid thoughts, but he was amused by him and waved his hands repeatedly in response:

"Uncle, don't say that in front of the gods. It's time for me to lose my life. Every god guards a piece of land, and gods are born to do things for people. Even if no one offers incense, it is their duty. Add comments? Since Huang is destined to meet here, I still have to ask him, how can I be disrespectful."

The old man laughed when he heard what he said, but was stopped back by his unstoppable cough.Gu Wangshu looked at him covering his mouth in pain, and was about to care about him, but saw him turn around and turn his back, and finally stopped talking, and then managed to speak.

"My old man is just a vulgar person who trades his life for money. He doesn't understand the rules of you immortals. He only knows that this broken view is leaky and snowy. What a good place. Little Immortal, you should also rest earlier, and when the wind and snow subside, go as soon as possible."

This view is indeed the same as what the old man said. When I first came in, I thought it would be good to keep out the wind and snow, but when I leaned on it for a while, the damp cold air couldn’t stop creeping into my body, and I couldn’t make a fire. No matter what Wrapping them tightly in a jacket is of no avail.

This long night, the deeper the night, the more bitter and cold, Gu Wangshu tossed and turned, so cold that he couldn't fall asleep.He was so sleepy that he fell asleep for a while, but was soon woken up by a gust of wind that was nowhere to be found.In a daze, he began to think of that monster whose body was a stove heater, like a dream but not a dream.

If he was here at this time, wouldn't it be cold just to hold him?

So in the short dream, he had already started to grab Ai Ye's body.

Seeing that he was about to hug that innocently smiling stove, another coughing sound that was so strong that he wanted to cough up his lungs pulled him back to this cold reality.

Gu Wangshu stared at the roof of the dilapidated thatched hut with horrified eyes. Compared with the coldness in this view, the chill in his heart was even worse.

Did he lower his head?Why do you even want to hug him in your dreams? !

A shiver went numb to the top of his head, but this time he was really overawake, he didn't dare to sleep anymore, he hugged his head in depression and turned over several times, pulling his hair and shaking his head frantically.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?"

The old man slept not far from him, and asked tentatively, very sorry.

"No!" Gu Wangshu hurriedly explained, "I couldn't sleep by myself."

Hearing that the old man seemed to sigh, he sat up.Under the majestic and solemn statue, two strangers who met by chance sat silently in the cold night. After a long time, the old man finally spoke first.

"The third day of the first lunar month is still the beginning of the new year, a day for family reunion. At this time, the lonely traveler who travels far away and stays in a broken temple, the little fairy has something on his mind."

"What can I have on my mind." Gu Wangshu smiled helplessly, and said, "It's all about hurrying. Anyway, there is no family that can be reunited. This year, it is meaningless for me to live. But why do you always sleep here?"

It was pitch black, neither of them could see the other's expression, it all depended on the comprehension of their tone.

"I want to go back to my hometown. I have been wandering for too long, and I received a letter from my family saying that my daughter, whom I haven't seen for many years, has found Mr. Ruyi and is going to marry, so I thought it would be better to take this opportunity to go back to my hometown. Beautiful daughter, I must go back to see her before the Spring Festival, and I don’t know what she looks like now. How can I know that the wind and snow are too strong halfway, and the tuberculosis suddenly worsens for many years, I can’t walk, I can’t go back.”

Gu Wangshu got up and asked, "Dare to ask what uncle does?"

"Me?" The old man looked sideways at him, layers of dark clouds intertwined, and occasionally a sliver of moonlight shone from the hole into the temple.Although it was only fleeting, Gu Wangshu also took this opportunity to clearly see the old man's bright eyes glowing when he talked about his daughter, and the proud look that couldn't even hide his sickness.

"I have never done anything. I have been a soldier and a young general. Later, I was injured and retired. In order to make money to send to my family, I did everything as a porter, and finally I was reduced to smashing rocks on the street... To tell you the truth, I haven't talked to my daughter about this, because I'm afraid it will delay her finding a good family. She still thinks her father is a small military leader. I want to send her to marry, but now, I'm afraid I won't even be able to go home alive. .”

Gu Wangshu couldn't answer.He didn't know what to say, whether to comfort or sigh.He is a hard-hearted man, if he speaks rashly, he may say something that will offend others, so it is better to remain silent.

"Little Immortal, don't you have anyone to worry about?"

Gu Wangshu was taken aback by his question, unable to answer.miss?When did he think about this...

"No." He replied weakly.

The old man laughed heartily from behind, and said: "How could there be no one? The reason for a person's existence is that someone cares about him or is cared about by others. Why can't you spare some to care about yourself, or the people around you?"

When Gu Wangshu was asked so suddenly, he couldn't help thinking about it.Indeed, he lived for himself at any moment in the past twenty years, in order to protect himself, in order not to let himself be bullied, and sealed his heart as invulnerable as a copper wall and iron wall, when did he really care or think about it? What do people around you think?

Now that things have come to an end, I have to think for myself, who can miss this ruthless person who is arrogant, unruly, and not close to people's hearts, and how can such a self-closing self miss others...

His life is the same as his body, like a piece of white paper, spotless and spotless, but also tasteless and boring.

In this life like the boundless and heavy snow outside the house, in the haze, someone was born in the snow, and the brightness with this cold and beautiful beauty as his room, like a beam of light that he couldn't see, added a touch to this ice and snow world. vitality.

Maybe it's because he's so cold that he's going crazy, that's why his mind is full of him.

But no matter what, at this moment, he can only think of one person, and that person is actually him.

Gu Wangshu couldn't help falling into a long silence and deep thought.

"Forget it, I'm a vulgar person, and I speak nonsense, so I don't have to take it to heart. Although the conditions are hard, I still need to rest early, so that I can go on my way tomorrow. I can go wherever I can go , In case, I won’t give up halfway, and use the rest of my life to regret it.”

The gust of wind came through the hole, making howling and screaming in the small house.After Gu Wangshu heard the old man talking a bunch of nonsense, he snored again soon, but he was the only one repeating his careless words, and it became more and more difficult to fall asleep.His body was very tired, but his mind was surging and he didn't want him to rest.

Gu Wangshu changed his posture and lay down again, staring blankly at the pair of dark and faded red pupils of the Riyou God Statue hidden behind the shadow of the moon.He actually understands that God cannot give answers to many questions, and most of the time, God cannot save you either.Even God is not as useful as what some old beggar who happened to pass by taught you.

When you are suffering from hunger and cold, blindly praying for God's favor is not as real as a bun from a stranger.

What the gods protect is the righteousness of saving the common people, but people live in the world, they are insignificant ones, and they need a little love that is not worried about food, clothing, wine and food more than righteousness.

Gu Wangshu turned over and buried his face in the animal skin cloak, and took a deep breath in agitation.In the earthy and wild smell of animal skins, it seems that the faint milky fragrance of Ai Ye still remains.