New White Snake Asking Immortals

Mid-autumn is rainy.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is not as sentimental or romantic as in previous years.

The continuous cloudy and rainy river surges everyone's heart is heavy, and Western religions are also waiting and watching. Unlike previous years of rain and flood peaks, if Baijiao and Chunyang are prepared, they should explode at this time. It is more likely to disrupt Suzhou and Hangzhou with the help of the right time and place. With the help of floods and floods, Western religions have been severely damaged.

As time goes by, I am completely relieved that I will not escape this disaster after drinking that wine, but I am cautious.

Practitioners all know that Bai Jiao once said a word.

In the heavy rain and flood, she is a god...

Maybe the low-level monks don't take it seriously and think that the human race is the spirit of all things, so heaven and earth love it. Who dares to call themselves a god in this world? There are too many monks who are good at controlling water, and no one is talking nonsense.

High-level monks know that Bai Jiao is not exaggerating. Flood dragons are almost invincible in wind, rain and floods. Inexplicable sandstorms once occurred in the desert, and Jiuli Heibu was hurt by this.

This heavy rain is Bai Jiao's best and only chance.

However, a certain Jiao still sells paintings and umbrellas in a daze, eating and drinking all day long...

Sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant in the cold rain, small golden flowers cover the alleys, fall into the water, and flow over the mottled stone arch bridge.

The water flows and the flowers fall to the floating life. A certain white squats with an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and carefully collects the small sweet-scented osmanthus, picks up the small flowers and puts them in the bamboo basket, or picks them from the tree. Soft and delicious, it is suitable for food, desserts and wine.

Moubai showed no abnormalities at all, as if he had really been robbed.

Countless people are waiting for the rain to stop. After the rain stops, everything will not change. The dragon who has lost the help of wind, rain and flood is like a dragon swimming in shallow water. The story of the legend of the white snake will definitely be staged.

Bai Yujun quickly collected enough sweet-scented osmanthus, and slowly returned to the shop with a small bamboo basket and a paper umbrella.

A few big white geese blocked the way, quacking and screaming, and seemed to have a tendency to fight. My brain hurts, and I wanted to eat these meaty and delicious white geese for a long time.

"I'm really out of my mind..."

The white goose is a strange creature, roughly similar to a honey badger.

It is said that the big white goose has a unique eye structure and is relatively small no matter what it looks at. Perhaps it is the largest in their world, and no matter who the opponent is, they dare to twist a few times with their big mouth.

Osmanthus Lane often has fierce geese rushing towards people, usually just playing in the water by itself, only sometimes inexplicably nervous, Bai Yujun saw the white goose throwing down the scholar's wings and flapping its mouth madly, the scholar screamed for help, maybe this year also Only such villains dare to openly attack scholars.

The big white goose lowered its head and straightened its neck, squawking, and the big bump on its head seemed to be swollen from someone's beating.

Rolling his eyes, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the fluffy neck and threw it into the river. Reflexively, he moved to Qiao Nose and sniffed the little hand. He smelled a strong smell of goose feather between his fingers, which may be slightly fishy from swimming often.

"Food... it's better to wash it clean."

After wandering back to the shop, I saw three beggars from Zhuquan Temple coming back from afar.

Old Huixian was wearing a coir raincoat and a straw hat and was holding a wooden bowl, and the little stone was also dressed up. Only the snake demon boy was wandering carelessly in the rain, carrying a big carp he caught somewhere.

They are used to the life of ascetic monks, and they worked hard to save money to build Zhuquan Temple.

Greeting each other and entering the house to avoid the rain, Bai Yujun cast a spell to dry the petals for preservation.

If the rain is too heavy and there is no sun, we can only use spells. In fact, it is good to dry it naturally, which saves trouble and is convenient. However, it is rainy outside and there is no sunshine. If you don't deal with it, it will be broken.

After finishing the work, I opened the window and leaned on the window sill with my arms resting on my chin to watch the rain.

In the river, boats with black awnings passed by, and old men in straw hats and coir raincoats rode by.

Thin rainwater accumulated on the smooth stone road, and the raindrops aroused bubbles one by one, and slowly merged into the river along the stone cracks, and a little sweet-scented osmanthus slipped away together.

There are not many other things in Osmanthus Alley, except for willows, which are sweet-scented osmanthus. When the flowers bloom, the fragrance is rich and intoxicating.

"Oh, I'm afraid many people are nervous~"

Many people will be super nervous on rainy days, maybe they are waiting for Baijiao to completely enter the world of mortals,

Or wait until the water floods Jinshan and implicates the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou to commit murders, which is the legendary violation of the rules of heaven. At that time, there is no need to taboo against Bai Jiao, causing retribution and compromising one's own luck.

In other words, it is rare for a gluttonous dragon to hold on to the delicious food for more than half a year without moving his claws.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather will be cold...

...

It is rare that the autumn rain stops.

Bai Yujun thought about taking advantage of the rare rain to pick some sweet-scented osmanthus flowers to make wine for later desserts, or to make sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root. If you get more, you can eat them for a few more years.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jiaorong came to the shop.

Xu Jiaorong often came to the shop to hang out. Ever since she saw that she was bewildered by the spell, Bai Yujun felt a little sympathetic. Before that, she knelt down and begged, but in the blink of an eye she was happy and happy, as if she was happy for Xu Xian.

There are no outsiders in this shop at ordinary times, the crazy bees and butterflies are almost cleaned up, and the legend of a beautiful woman in Osmanthus Alley spreads all over Suzhou and Hangzhou. Those who are bored know that the beautiful lady Bai also has a nickname of "White Lady", which is more for nothing. The son and scholar were wandering around, and the big white goose humiliation incident was triggered by this.

Although the two or three months of communication was dull, there are only a handful of people in Suhang who can talk to the white lady.

The old monk and two young apprentices in the shop next door, and Xu Xian, the apprentice of Baiyaotang, people thought that the white lady had acquiesced to Xu Xian, and Xu Jiaorong often showed off in front of the neighbors for this.

Xu Jiaorong, who is a brother-protecting madman, is very happy, thinking that her younger brother should marry a beauty like a fairy.

Xu Jiaorong came here by boat, and the boatman was still waiting outside on the stone embankment.

"Miss Bai~ Is there anything wrong today? If you have nothing to do, go with me to the Jinshan courtyard outside the city to pray for blessings. The weather is finally sunny and there are many people~"

A certain white complexion is weird...

It's not that they are afraid of the Western Sect's actions. At this point, they will never move around.

It should be that Xu Jiaorong wanted to go to Shangxiang to do whatever she wanted.

But it fits Bai Yujun's thoughts, and she is worried that she can't find a reason.

It should be very interesting to see the scenery of Jinshanyuan, which is famous in Western religion, hehe, it must be very hard for monsters to hang around and pretend to be invisible.

"Okay, I'll go take a look~"

Tie the white scarf on the top of the head, tie up the thick black hair casually, put on a coat and go out empty-handed.

We got on the black-covered boat with Xu Jiaorong and sat down, the boatman rowed the boat towards the outskirts of the city, Xu Jiaorong was still talking about homely anecdotes, sometimes mixed with topics such as how Xu Xian was, maybe she was a married woman Changed from being shy and reticent in the past, even the sound of the waves lapping on the boat could not cover up a certain woman's thoughts.

She brought a lot of things, desserts, fruits and incense, no different from ordinary women.

Many people go to kneel to worship the gods, but they don't really believe in it. Most of them have no other gods nearby to kneel to, so they just find a nearby god to worship and pray for peace of mind.

The nagging Xu Jiaorong inadvertently glanced at the white scarf on Bai Yujun's head.

There was a weird illusion for no reason, and I always felt that I had overlooked something important...

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