At midnight, the gods come to sleep.

It's not because of anything else, but because of Fu Leigong's affairs.

The Lei Department has a high status in the Tiangong. Although Fu Lei Gong has not been popular for many years, his position as chief officer is in name only. After all, he is the chief officer of the Lei Department, and he is not a minor god in the Tiangong. Now that he has been beheaded, the Tiangong will naturally

Send someone to investigate so that we can know the reason.

It’s just that the heavenly palace and the gods are not as majestic and inviolable as folklore. The relationship between humanity and Shinto is special. The relationship between gods and humans, and between the heavenly palace and the mortal world is very special. Simply compare it to what the ministers of the court are to the common people, and the court to the common people.

It's not accurate. If a mortal kills a god, it would be fine if he says that the god has no fault. But if the god is inherently virtuous and unworthy, or even takes the lead in causing chaos, the Heavenly Palace can't say anything.

Not only can't you say anything, but it's a heavenly fault.

Gods come from humans. Since ancient times, there has never been a god who was beheaded by others because of his lack of virtue and was not worthy of being a god's colleague. He did not reflect on himself, but instead looked for trouble for mortals.

What's more, Fulongguan has done a lot of this kind of thing.

What Fu Leigong did, Song You didn't believe and Heavenly Palace didn't know.

The problem with the gods this time was bigger than he thought.

After several exchanges of answers, the priest was sent away, the scenes in the dream disappeared, and he returned to reality in a trance.

Song You opened his eyes. The light in the room was dim, and there were only curtains in front of him. He turned to look at the window, and the skylight was faintly revealed through the window paper. It seemed that it was already dawn.

She withdrew her gaze and looked down at her side. The calico cat was lying securely, but the farmer was not sleeping. She also noticed that she was awake, with her big eyes open, and she tilted her head to stare at her.

"you're awake?"

"yes……"

"What are you looking at?"

"It's going to be daybreak."

"Yes."

"How did Sanhua Empress sleep well?"

"Miss Sanhua slept well." The Sanhua Cat said, raising its head, opening its mouth wide and yawning, and then asked, "When will we leave here?"

"In a few days."

"In a few days~"

"Stay a few days and see before leaving."

As Song You spoke, he lifted up the quilt, naturally covered the calico cat with the quilt, and rolled out of bed.

The calico cat didn't resist at all and allowed herself to be completely covered. Only her voice reciting Song You's words could be heard from under the quilt.

"Have a look before leaving..."

After washing, open the window and let in the morning light.

Under the mobile surveillance of Sanhua Cat, Song You took out an oil paper bag from his quilt bag, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread a new piece of paper on the table, and asked Sanhua Empress to transform into a human form and help grind the ink.

With the light in the room so weak that it was almost invisible, I dipped in ink and wrote carefully.

Lines of text appeared on the paper, carrying the fragrance of ink.

The process is quiet and slow.

The sky outside slowly became brighter.

A little girl wearing three-color clothes was sitting upright opposite the table, staring at the paper written by Song You, staring attentively.

This is a tacit understanding between her and Song You——

Ever since she learned how to read, Song You no longer wanted her to watch him recount his travels and experiences, but Mao'er's curiosity was so heavy that he couldn't even control it, so how could he stop him? After struggling for a long time, one person and one cat were slow.

Slowly work out the boundaries that suit you.

Mao'er pretended that she was sitting opposite and couldn't recognize the words when looking backwards. Song You pretended not to know that she could recognize the words when looking backwards. Both the human's shame and the cat's curiosity were taken care of.

"..."

After Song You finished writing the last word, he picked up the pen and put it away. He also picked up the paper and placed it next to it to dry slowly.

The little girl sat upright opposite, with both hands on the table. Two thin white arms were exposed under the loose cuffs. Following his movements, she looked up at him and said:

"There is more and more paper to write on."

"yes."

Song You also nodded, this is a question.

The capacity of the quilt bag is limited, so even if I rarely narrate, I will try to write it as concisely as possible. However, along the way, I have experienced thousands of mountains and rivers, and the world is full of different situations. Over the years, the oilcloth bag containing paper has become thicker and thicker.

If I had known earlier, I should have left part of it in Changjing and asked Lord Cheng Huang to help store it temporarily.

"When Lady Sanhua grows up in the future, she can also learn from me and try to record what she sees and hears along the way."

"What is the use?"

"It will be interesting to see it later."

"Interesting?"

"Interesting."

"..." Cat thought for a moment, "It takes too much paper."

"It doesn't matter." Song You also thought for a moment, "We can try to pick some suitable places to store it or bury it, put it away, write it down, and then we can put it down after we have finished traveling.

String them together and come back to find them next to each other."

"Why is this happening?"

"This way you don't have to worry about too much paper."

"?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked at him doubtfully. After a while, she said to him expressionlessly:

"Paper costs money, it's very expensive."

Song You was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn't help but fell silent.

"I misunderstood you."

"It's fine."

The little girl still stared at him with a serious expression.

"Go down and eat."

Song You put away the paper, turned around and walked out.

The little girl also turned around, and with a roar, she transformed back into a calico cat. There was no expression on her face, but she followed him happily with small steps.

One person and one cat went downstairs.

The swordsman went downstairs with them as usual.

The waiter in the restaurant seemed to have heard about what happened last night and was a little uneasy. When he greeted them, he had a forced smile on his face.

"I wonder if there is any donkey meat available today?"

"Come back, sir, there are still some today."

"Then let's have a donkey meat burrito. Just add a plate of donkey meat as usual, just as much as yesterday." Song You smiled and said to him, "Yesterday's fat sausage steamed buns were also good, let's have one too."

"What else do you want, hero?"

"Just some steamed buns." The swordsman said and glanced at the Taoist, "Bring me a plate of donkey meat too."

"No problem! What else do you want, sir?"

"Meow!"

"..." Song You glanced at the calico cat on the table and turned to the waiter helplessly, "I wonder if our horses have been fed?"

"Please rest assured, guest, we fed them early this morning, with the best feed. There is no one in the entire Jingyu City who knows how to take care of horses better than us. I will finish serving your guests later.

I'll go find a brush and give the two BMWs a good scrubbing."

"Then it'll be hard work."

"I'll take my leave, villain."

"Thank you."

The waiter left quickly and went to convey the message to the kitchen.

But then he came out again and wandered back and forth in the lobby, often looking at Song You's table with hesitation on his face.

Song You naturally noticed it, turned around and asked:

"What worries do you have, Shiba?"

"Ouch!"

The waiter seemed to have received the order "gossip is allowed" and hurriedly came over and said, "Sir, do you know that something big happened last night?"
To be continued...