And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 216 Neither God nor Immortal

After walking not far, the world turned into a white field of ice and snow.

Between heaven and earth, a vast expanse.

Birds and beasts are hidden, and people are gone.

The hoofs of the gray donkey stepped on the snow, sinking nearly a foot deep into the ground.

Chen Yuan walked not far forward and saw pieces of frozen corpses lying on the roadside.

These corpses were all dressed in tattered clothes and were starved to the skin and bones, looking like refugees.

"Just after the flood, the snow disaster came again."

Chen Yuan sighed as he looked at the frozen corpse on the roadside.

In the three prefectures of Linchuan, Chuzhou, and Shouzhou, many people died after previous floods. Some of them were lucky enough to survive the natural disaster. Because there was no food, they had to do whatever they could to survive. Able to form groups and rush to surrounding prefectures.

But this sudden heavy snow may cause many refugees to die or be injured again, as evidenced by the corpses of refugees abandoned on the roadside.

Since ancient times, the common people have paid attention to the need to rest in peace.

If there was no other way, no one would pick up the bodies of their relatives and friends and abandon them on the roadside.

"I just hope it won't snow in Shouzhou, Linchuan and Chuzhou."

Chen Yuan, who was sitting on the back of a gray donkey, prayed in his heart.

Although generally speaking, the temperature in the south is warmer than that in the north, and there is basically no snow in the south in winter.

But this is not certain.

In some disaster years with cold weather, it is not impossible to see snow in the southern winter.

"Chen Yuan, these people freezing to death on the roadside are so pitiful. Is there anything you can do to save them?"

Xue Niang changed out of her rustic floral clothes and put on a pink silk jacket. When she just entered Luzhou Prefecture and passed by a market, Xue Niang specifically asked Chen Yuan to buy it for her. of.

It can be seen from this that after a period of time after the transformation, the aesthetics of Xue Niang's clothes improved a lot.

"Disaster!"

"It's hard!"

Chen Yuan looked at the frozen corpses of refugees on both sides of the road, but shook his head.

"Snowfall in winter is normal weather in the human world. Ordinary ghosts, gods and earth cannot interfere at all. I am afraid that only the gods in charge of snowfall in the upper realm can intervene."

Chen Yuan sighed.

This god is the Snow God who is in charge of the heavy snow in the world.

"Let's go further and see what happens."

Chen Yuan suggested.

After hearing what Chen Yuan said, Xue Niang said no more, followed behind Chen Yuan, and continued walking forward.

I don't know when a cold wind started blowing, and the cold wind howled, blowing away the warmth from people's bodies.

Along the way back, Chen Yuan saw scattered corpses abandoned on the roadside.

"Chen Yuan, look, there are refugees ahead!"

Suddenly Snow Lady shouted.

In fact, there was no need for Xue Niang to remind him that Chen Yuan had already noticed the situation ahead.

Especially when Chen Yuan Yuan Shen travels, looking down at the entire refugee team from a high altitude, you can see the huge team of refugees.

This refugee team, from high in the sky, looks like a long winding dragon, stretching a hundred feet in length, with more than [-] people in total.

They were all still wearing southern singles, which were torn in many places, and looked half-clothed. Everyone was shivering from the cold, and there was a layer of ice crystal snowflakes accumulated on their eyebrows and hair. It looked like they would not be able to get through this at all. It's freezing cold.

As the wind and snow raged, a few people fell behind after walking a short distance, fell on the roadside, closed their eyes, and never woke up.

Chen Yuan was a little worried as his soul returned to his physical body.

Chen Yuan rode a gray donkey, which was faster than riding on two legs. Soon Chen Yuan came behind the refugees. The refugees heard the movement behind them. They turned around and saw Chen Yuan walking in the wind and snow, and walked silently. On the side of the road, a road six or seven feet wide was opened for Chen Yuan, which could allow Chen Yuan to pass.

Chen Yuan rode a gray donkey and passed by. Wherever Chen Yuan went, he would silently make way for Chen Yuan.

Being stared at by these refugees with lifeless eyes, Chen Yuan walked forward silently.

Soon Chen Yuan disappeared from the sight of the refugees.

The common people have always respected monks and Taoists. Even if they have become refugees, these people still respect Chen Yuan very much.

Chen Yuan quickly walked out of the refugee team and disappeared from the sight of the refugees.

The refugees continued to shiver, holding their sleeves and continuing on their way.

They often encounter this kind of situation. They thought that Chen Yuan, a young Taoist with an extraordinary appearance and temperament, would be no different from other passers-by and would never meet again.

but……

When it gets dark, these refugees habitually want to find a place like the woods, where they can huddle together and help each other keep warm.

The leading refugee noticed that a ray of fire appeared in front of him, which made many refugees' eyes light up.

Seeing the light of fire in this wind and snow, no matter what, at least makes people feel warm.

But when I got closer, I discovered that a bonfire had been lit in a dense forest on the roadside. A young Taoist priest with an extraordinary appearance was meditating beside the bonfire with his eyes closed.

In addition, next to the bonfire, there is a gray donkey, a girl, and a yellow dog, all sitting around the bonfire.

The leading refugee was a skinny old man in his fifties who walked tremblingly. He walked up to Chen Yuan, cupped his hands and said:
"This old man, Fang Boran, has to meet the Taoist priest. I would like to ask the Taoist priest to see how pitiful we refugees are and to allow us to keep ourselves warm."

Chen Yuan opened his eyes, looked up at the old man, nodded and said, "Please."

Then the old man walked over to make arrangements. Under the old man's arrangement, the refugees found a place next to Chen Yuan, and everyone snuggled together to keep warm.

They did not go looking for dry wood to light a fire to keep warm.

Because compared to keeping warm, looking for dry wood to make a fire consumes their physical strength.

At this moment, physical strength is even more precious.

Sufficient physical strength can ensure that they can go further during their subsequent escape and are more likely to survive.

Only those who were actually half-frozen to death would be carried to Chen Yuan's bonfire to be roasted under the arrangement of the old man.

After doing all this, the old man never left.

When the old man saw Chen Yuan, who was also wearing single clothes but didn't seem to feel cold at all, his eyes suddenly changed, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Chen Yuan and begged: "I know that Taoist priests are not good at all." We are mortals, but we are afraid of being gods, so please ask the Taoist Priest to save us."

This group of people had been forced to a dead end, so after noticing something strange about Chen Yuan, the old man named Fang Boran resolutely knelt down and begged Chen Yuan.

Even if there is blood on their forehead, it doesn't matter, even if they beg the wrong person, it doesn't matter, because they have no way to survive.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, in order to survive, they must hold this glimmer of hope firmly in their hands.

"Why do I think Pindao is a god?"

Chen Yuan asked the fifty-year-old man.

"When we met twice, the Taoist Priest was wearing only a single coat in the freezing cold, but he didn't feel cold at all. When the Taoist Priest came to us on a donkey, we felt like a spring breeze and felt a touch of warmth. , I had such a strange phenomenon while walking, if the Taoist Master is not an immortal god, who is the immortal god?"

The old man continued to kowtow to Chen Yuan.

The other refugees huddled next to them suddenly woke up when they heard the old man's words.They also knelt on both sides of the official road like old people.

They are not like old people who can say so many words.

Although the old man is thin, he speaks clearly and his words are quite organized. As the leader of three thousand refugees, he should have been a scholar before.

At this time, all the refugees just knelt beside him, kowtowing to Chen Yuan and begging him, even until their heads bled.

"It's a pity that I am disappointed. I am neither a god nor an immortal, I am just an ordinary Taoist walking in the world."

Chen Yuan looked at the thousands of refugees and civilians beside him who were almost kneeling down, kowtowing and begging.

Chen Yuan's words made the three thousand refugees headed by the old man feel despair for a moment.

They could only continue to kowtow numbly, hoping to impress Chen Yuan with their sincerity.

"but……"

Chen Yuan patted the gray donkey on the head, making the gray donkey stop, and changed his tone.

"Although I am not a god, I know some magic and am willing to give it a try. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck."

Chen Yuan said with calm eyes.

If you observe carefully, you will find that Chen Yuan's calm eyes are somewhat repressed. He is suppressing the anger in his heart.

What he has seen and heard in the past two or three months has made Chen Yuan accustomed to human tragedies. At the same time, Chen Yuan has a feeling of anger building up in his heart.

These could have been avoided.

Although the arrival of floods and heavy snows cannot be stopped, if the court provides disaster relief in time, many people who originally died would not have to die at all.

However, due to the inaction of the court, disaster relief was delayed and many people who did not deserve to die died.

At least if the people provide disaster relief in time, these refugees should not appear in Luzhou Prefecture.

Chen Yuan's words gave the refugees mixed feelings.

A feeling called joy filled everyone's hearts instantly.

"There is no repayment for the Taoist priest's life-saving grace. If the Taoist priest is willing to use magical means, if we can survive in the future, we will definitely offer a longevity tablet to the Taoist priest and pray for the Taoist priest at home day and night."

An old man named Fang Boran burst into tears of gratitude to Chen Yuan.

However, after being grateful, the old man named Fang Boran became a little worried.

At first, he just noticed something strange about Chen Yuan. He looked like he was not an ordinary person, so he held on to the idea of ​​grabbing a life-saving straw.

Now that this young Taoist with handsome appearance and outstanding temperament has agreed, he is worried about gain and loss.

I was worried that this young Taoist priest was weak and lacked skills, so that thousands of them would only be happy in vain.

Chen Yuan didn't know the complicated thoughts in the leader's heart at this time.

Chen Yuan was thinking about how he could help these refugees deal with this deadly snow.

After careful consideration, Chen Yuan felt that there were two ways.

One is the method that I thought of before, which is to invite the god who is in charge of the heavy snow in the world.

As long as the god in charge of the heavy snow in the world can be invited, the heavy snow can be brought to an end as soon as possible. It just so happens that Chen Yuan can summon the divine spell.

Second, it is used as a painting method to draw a big sun.

When the sun is high in the sky, this heavy snow will naturally recede.

However, although painting is simple, it requires mana to use the technique of making the painting come true.

If Chen Yuan can really draw a real sun with the paintbrush in his hand, then Chen Yuan will not be far away from becoming an immortal.

"This leaves only the last option, which is to use the Summoning Charm."

Chen Yuan said with some helplessness in his heart.

While talking, Chen Yuan touched his right hand from the sleeve of his left hand and took out a Taoist robe.

It is Taishang's robe.

As Chen Yuan's crown scarf, it was a Taoist robe blessed by the gods during ritual ceremonies. Chen Yuan could use it as a medium to summon gods.

After Chen Yuan took out the Taishang's robe and put it on, the next moment, Chen Yuan felt that he was receiving some kind of protection.

In the past, Chen Yuan's cultivation level was not high, so every time he wore the Taishang scarf robe, the feeling was not deep enough.

This time I put it on, the feeling was extremely deep.

"The purple energy is clear and bright, shining brightly. Yuan Zhen summons to descend, and all the senses are present, summoning the gods, the Snow God is coming quickly..."

Chen Yuan pinched the Taoist formula with his hands and silently recited the spell to summon the gods in his heart.

Compared to the last time he summoned the gods, Chen Yuan was more familiar with it.

In addition, Chen Yuan could clearly feel that the aura of blessings from hundreds of immortals and gods in the Taishang's robe suddenly became clear.

And based on the comparison with some Taoist scriptures he had read before, he could already tell which god or immortal the breath belonged to.

Only a few breaths located in the central area were as dazzling as the sun, and Chen Yuan could not distinguish them.

However, when Chen Yuan focused his attention on another breath that was like a white world after these few breaths, Chen Yuan felt pain in his eyes and felt that his eyes were blind.

"Taoist Priest, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Chen Yuan reciting a spell, he closed his eyes, as if his eyes were hurt by the bright light of the day.

But now it is obviously night, and tonight is a snowy night. It is difficult to see even the moonlight, let alone the strong light.

Fang Boran, who was very confused in his heart, waited anxiously, but saw that a stick of incense had passed since Chen Yuan recited the mantra, nothing abnormal happened around him, snowflakes were still flying above his head, and the world was still cold.

Just when Fang Boran thought that he had made a mistake.

A middle-aged scribe wearing a thin snow-white gown, about thirty years old, with a majestic face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a resolute expression walked over from the cold wind and snowy night, appeared in Chen Yuan's sight, and stood beside the bonfire. He found a seat relatively close to Chen Yuan and sat down.

"You are Emperor Fuyou's disciple in the human world? Why did you summon this Snow God?"

The middle-aged scribe greeted Chen Yuan seemingly casually.

Since the previous two incidents, all the immortals and gods in the upper world have basically known that Emperor Fuyou has a very qualified disciple in the human world.

"Senior, God, I passed by here and saw thousands of refugees here, suffering from hunger and cold."

"They are all people who suffered from floods in Shouzhou Prefecture. They have just experienced floods before. They are very lucky to survive such a huge flood. I can't bear to let them continue to suffer from wind and snow."

"So I summoned the Snow God to come and ask for help to stop this heavy snow!"

Chen Yuan stated his purpose.

"Soldiers have no permanent momentum, water has no permanent shape, and disasters in the lower realms are always changing. Although they cannot be changed casually, that is only a relative term."

"Since you are a disciple of Brother Fuyou and have a distinguished status, you are naturally an exception."

The Snow God heard that Chen Yuan's purpose of calling him here was to intercede for the people in the world and remove the heavy snow. He was not angry, but said with a trace of recognition in his eyes.

Next to him, Fang Boran, the leader of the refugees, heard the conversation between Chen Yuan and Snow God, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Only then did he realize that the middle-aged scribe in front of him was actually the Snow God.

This young Taoist actually had the ability to summon gods and summoned even the Snow Gods.

(End of this chapter)