Chapter 102 There is a real person in Floating Cloud Temple

After walking forward for a while, I saw a blacksmith shop. It was an old blacksmith with gray hair. He was bare-chested when he was forging iron. He was so thin that his ribs were clearly defined. He said he could trim horseshoes.

The old blacksmith checked the horse's hoof and said to him: "Your horse's hoof is almost finished."

"yes."

“Do you usually pull more or ride more?”

"I misunderstood. I'm not going to replace the horseshoes. I just ask you to take off the horseshoes that are almost finished."

"Can't you trust my craftsmanship?"

"Absolutely not!" Song You quickly handed over his hand, "It's just that we don't need horseshoes anymore..."

"No need? Do you need a horse?"

"almost."

"Hey..."

The old blacksmith uttered a series of incomprehensible modalities, as if he still felt that he could not trust his craftsmanship and was expressing dissatisfaction.

Song You was also helpless.

The horseshoes on the jujube horse's feet were still shod on the way from Nanhua County to Jingdao Lake Yunding Mountain. It has been nearly a year and a half now. On Yunding Mountain, I and Sanhua Empress spent one night.

In one year, the bay horse actually stayed down there for a whole year. As a result, its hooves did not grow long, and it has not needed to be repaired until now.

This is undoubtedly very magical.

Being able to stop a horse's hoof from growing longer is definitely more than just stopping it from growing longer. You can make it stop growing, and you can make it grow faster.

Song You knew that this bay-red horse was already extraordinary and probably didn't need horseshoes - at least in terms of wearing out the horseshoes, it didn't need the help of horseshoes.

It's just that horseshoes not only prevent wear and tear, but also protect the horseshoes from cracking and slipping when carrying heavy objects. The horseshoes used by horses pulling carts and horses carrying people are different, so Song You didn't immediately use them.

I took off the horseshoes. Along the way, I often walked on dirt paths in the mountains. The bay red horse was not very heavy, and it was only now that the horseshoes were almost worn.

Give it a try without shoeing first and save some money.

The old blacksmith was very fluent in his movements. He removed the shoe from a horse's hoof in two or three strokes, and also helped to trim it along the way.

The horse's hooves were much harder than he thought, which made this process that was supposed to be pleasing to the eye seem a bit laborious.

"It's so hard!"

"Thank you, husband."

"Where did you buy this horse?"

"A gift from a friend."

"Aren't you afraid of running away if you don't tie the rope?"

"Not afraid..."

This is also an old question, and everyone I meet has to ask it.

"Where did it come from?"

"Come from Yizhou."

"Where is Yizhou?"

"To the south from here is Pingzhou, then go down to Xuzhou, and to the west of Xuzhou is Yizhou."

"That's far enough."

"walk slowly."

"Where are you going?"

"I want to go see the real mountains."

Song Youyou came here and asked for directions: "I wonder how to get to Zhenshan from here?"

"Which real mountain? The one with many Taoist temples?"

"Exactly."

"Are you looking for the Taoist temple on Zhenshan Mountain?"

"yes."

"Which one should I seek refuge with?"

"No, I just heard that Zhenshan is also one of the famous Taoist mountains. There are clouds of Taoist temples on it, and there are many real Taoists who pass by here, so I want to visit it to see if it is true or not."

"Then you'd better not go..."

"How to say?"

Song You showed some interest.

The old blacksmith put down a horse's hoof, stood up and took a breath. It seemed that he was very tired. Then he straightened up and said to him: "There are only many Taoist temples on Zhenshan Mountain. There are not many Taoist priests with real ability. And I heard that I have entered the mountain before."

In autumn, heavy rain washed away the mountain, and it seems that it has not been repaired yet, making it very difficult to walk on the mountain."

Song You looked around at the road.

This is also an official road. Although it is a village, there are also blacksmith shops and thatched cottages. They all point to this road for food, so they should be very well informed.

At this time, I heard the old blacksmith say: "We locals all know that the truly capable Taoist temple is not on Zhenshan Mountain. It is on the other side, called Fuyun Temple. When I was young, I also liked these. I have seen Fuyun Temple with my own eyes before.

If the old temple owner has the ability to stir up clouds and make rain, then he is like a god."

"How can we get to Fuyun Temple?"

"Are you from this way?"

"That's right."

"Where are you going to end up?"

"Angzhou."

"Follow forward. Forty miles away, there is a fork in the road. If you go to the right, you will get to Zhenshan Mountain. If you go to the left, you will get to Fuyun Temple. You don't have to go back either way. You can keep going forward."

"Thank you..."

Song You hesitated.

On one side is a famous Taoist mountain, and on the other side is a small mountain view. On the one hand, it is famous far and wide, and on the other hand, it is famous locally. On the other hand, it is famous abroad, and on the other hand, some old people say that they have seen immortal magic with their own eyes.

It doesn't seem difficult to choose.

After paying for the horse's hoof repair and thanking the old blacksmith, Song You took the horse forward.

I found a few people to ask for directions along the way, and at least I heard from both of them that although Zhenshan Mountain is famous and is known as one of the four famous Taoist mountains, there are also powerful Taoist priests who practice on it, but to say that the truly powerful ones are

Looking at the Floating Cloud Temple in the mountains and fields, the Taoist priests inside are like living gods, both highly capable and willing to help others.

Walk from morning to afternoon and cross the fork to the left.

In the middle of the afternoon, we stopped to rest on the side of the road.

I haven't seen the shadow of Fuyun Temple yet, but the weather is crisp and clear in autumn, and the sun is shining brightly, so Song You can't help but stretch.

There is a hillside next to it.

Song You looked around and walked up the hillside.

After taking a few steps, he stopped and looked back, and sure enough he saw the calico cat following him with small steps. Seeing him stop, the calico cat still walked a few steps, and then stopped and looked up at him. One person and one cat were confused.

Looking at each other.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Miss Sanhua, please don't follow me."

"where you go?"

"Just don't follow me."

"what are you going to do?"

"Miss Sanhua should go back and watch the horses."

"!"

As soon as he heard about the horse, the calico cat turned around and saw the horse standing alone on the roadside, feeling very lonely. He hesitated for a moment before walking back.

Song You went up the hill alone.

Looking back, I saw that the cat below was staying beside the horse and did not follow him. However, it stood up tall and stretched its neck to stare at him.

"..."

Song You had to walk a little further, to a position where she couldn't see him, otherwise she would definitely have to follow him.

The stream flew straight down three thousand feet.

Just as the sound of water stopped, a voice shouted from behind:
To be continued...