New White Snake Asking Immortals

The sea of ​​misty clouds is churning, and the mountains are floating like fairy islands.

Looking down into the thick clouds, the whiteness in front of my eyes penetrates the clouds, and there is a silver river winding eastward between the emerald green and undulating mountains. As the line of sight lowers, the boats on the river are getting bigger and bigger...

There is no shortage of mountains on both sides of the strait, and tall ships pass through the gorge to the east.

The beauty in the white dress stands on the bow of the boat, pale and soft, the snow-covered buds are beautiful, the white gauze covers the dragon's horns, she is as clear as a fairy falling into the world.

The cool river breeze was blowing on the face, and the thick black hair and snow-white gauze skirt fluttered lightly.

Bai Yujun likes to stand on the bow of the boat and feel the cool breeze. The boat is in a hurry. The cliffs on both sides of the boat are dotted with mangroves and purple flowers. White waterfalls of different sizes hang down from the cliffs.

Sunlight poured down from the clouds, illuminating the mangroves on the edge of the mountain.

The long white cloth used to tie the hair is swaying in the wind, and the dragon horns are looming...

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Bai Yujun should fly to Suzhou and Hangzhou impatiently at this moment, but in reality she doesn't, she is leisurely and leisurely like a leisurely outing.

A certain Bai Cai is not interested in doing things according to the other party's requirements.

Yawn and continue to look at the scenery. I have never been here before when I sent troops to another river. Of course, I have to take a good look.

The little hand tugged at the white gauze on the top of the head, although it covered the dragon's horns, it still felt uncomfortable.

"Oh~ I'm bored~"

A certain white has nothing to do.

On the cliff, a red leaf fell from the branch of the flower tree.

The light leaves flutter to and fro in the clear mountain stream, flowing slowly with the ups and downs of the water, passing through the gaps between the mossy boulders, the front of the mountain stream suddenly disappears and there is a rumbling sound...

The pentagonal red leaves flow out with the water and fall with the waterfall, and the water drops are more red when wet.

Bailian hangs on the empty mountain rocks like washing, accompanied by a little red.

The building boat passed down the water-filled waterfall. Bai Yujun raised her head with a feeling in her heart. She stretched out her small white hand and spread her five fingers. A red leaf fell on the palm of her hand, which was slightly cool.

"Wandering with the waves is also a poor red leaf."

He bowed his head and pinned the red leaves in the hair accessories on the top of his head.

Shaking his head at himself in the bronze mirror, it was fun, much more beautiful than wearing any beaded hairpins.

The building sails to bid farewell to the sunset...

...

Shenhua Mountain.

Yu Rong appeared on the edge of the cliff in the square outside Qingxu Palace, staring at Yun Canghai.

Yang Mu and Xu Ling, who were dressed in Taoist robes of the peak master, came behind the master and waited quietly for Yu Rong's order. They knew that something big might happen recently, but they didn't know the details.

After a long time, Yu Rong spoke.

"Yang Mu, Ling'er, the two of you should not slacken your efforts to assist the sect master in guarding Shenhua Mountain."

"Follow the teacher's orders~"

The same scene happened in Zixu Palace. Qi Yun ordered Gan Wu to guard the mountain gate, and then contacted several other real people to prepare to leave Shenhua Mountain. It was related to Chunyang's luck and he had to be cautious, and he needed to preserve his strength to the greatest extent before the catastrophe came.

In early spring, Shenhua Mountain is still a world of white ice and snow, and the ice pools and waterfalls are beautiful.

...

Somewhere in the Central Plains.

A caravan drove into the county town in a mule cart, staying in a store and working like an ordinary caravan.

The guards of the caravan wandered around the city and chatted with the old man. Several caravan leaders skillfully rented a cellar from the innkeeper and busily stored their goods in the cellar. Several leaders gathered secretly in the cellar, as if discussing secret matters.

Several people are thin and capable, unlike ordinary traders.

"Boss, I understand. The head of the Hu family in Lincheng was once the prime minister of the Chang'an court. He returned home and returned to Lincheng to take care of his old age. Originally, the Hu family was just a small landlord. Somehow, a genius was suddenly born and became a prime minister. It has only happened in the past few decades. The family prospered."

"There must be something strange about how ordinary landlords and squires can raise a prime minister."

"It's strange about your size! We are here to make money, not to inquire about the life details of his ancestors!"

The leader slaps a certain nagging brother aside with a slap in the face, thinking wildly without doing business, and thinking blindly can't get money.

Another had a better opinion.

"If you have been a prime minister, you must be very rich. It is said that the fourth-rank officials in front of the prime minister's door, Chang'an is rich and prosperous, and I don't know how much money they are greedy for. I will get rich~"

"Have you found out where Prime Minister Hu's ancestral grave is?"

"Got it,

Just outside the city in Hujiawan, there was an overhaul the year before last. "

"Okay! This vote is done!"

Then, a group of people took out the statue of the patriarch, set up a melon and fruit incense burner, killed chickens and burned paper, kowtowed and offered incense, and the statue clearly looked like a pangolin monster...

In the middle of the night.

A group of men in black found a large tomb in the forest behind Hujiawan.

They are a group of tomb robbers running around under the banner of caravans. They like to steal the tombs of officials and nobles most. They are available, and they are not as dangerous as royal tombs and imperial tombs. They don’t need to get rich overnight. They pursue stability and Accumulating less makes more, this is also the mainstream of tomb robbery in Yan Kingdom.

Kill the big rooster bought during the day and smear the forehead with bloodletting, take out some evil spirits and arrange them, and kowtow to the tomb.

Then wielding a shovel and a pick to excavate, no professional tools are needed. A large grave bag can’t fit so many tools, and a shovel can do it all. Not many people can use iron tools in this era.

Two hours later, a layer of tomb bricks was dug out, and after some cleaning, the grave of Prime Minister Hu's grandfather was exposed.

About the size of a room, these tomb thieves pried open one side of the tomb bricks to reveal the tomb, and the two thieves smeared and sneaked into the dark tomb, lit a small oil lamp to search for property.

Prime Minister Hu's family was just a small landlord back then, and his grandfather didn't have many valuable things when he was buried.

The living don’t have enough money to spend to bury the dead. It’s not a royal tomb or a powerful family. It’s just a matter of burying some daily utensils. The reason why the tomb became what it is today is because Prime Minister Hu returned home to renovate his ancestral tomb the year before last. After all, he is also a prime minister , There is no shortage of money, and there are more or less silver treasures in the tomb.

The tomb is not too big, and the coffin is placed in the middle, so people can straighten their backs when entering.

Find silver to make silver plates and silver cups, and have finances.

"Hey~ I have money, I'm rich."

The younger brother kept handing out the silverware, and the leader felt that the tomb was a little unclear.

In the past, tomb robbing was more or less uncomfortable, but this tomb was not uncomfortable at all. In the past, I only encountered it in places with excellent geomantic omens, but Hujiawan is not considered a treasured geomantic omen, it is just ordinary.

But...how could there be a prime minister in Hujiawan?

The boss was thinking with an oil lamp in his hand, and his subordinates had already moved out all the valuables, except for the coffin that had not yet been opened.

Two more tomb robbers came in to help open the coffin, muttering sorry and prying open the coffin lid...

"I'm going! It's a corpse!"

The deceased in the coffin was lifelike, with a pale complexion and his hands resting on his lower abdomen, motionless, as if he had just been buried yesterday. Several tomb robbers were frightened and tried to throw all kinds of evil spirit tools into the coffin.

The leader couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it was just an undecomposed corpse, and it wasn't like he had never seen it before.

"Enough! Stop!"

He stopped his younger brother and walked to the coffin to observe carefully.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a white object placed under his hands on his lower abdomen, he stretched out his hand and pulled it lightly, and took out a piece of jade that looked like a broken piece...

In an instant, the lifelike corpse decayed rapidly.

The butter lamp illuminates the white jade fragments at dusk, and the tomb robbers are ecstatic.

"Treasure! I know why Hujiawan became a prime minister..."

The great river in the distance.

The building boat slowly sailed to the south of the Yangtze River and docked.

In Baiyaotang, nineteen-year-old Xu Xian has been an apprentice for four years with some knowledge of medical skills, and lives a peaceful and comfortable life.

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