New White Snake Asking Immortals

Things are over in Suzhou and Hangzhou, it's time to leave.

It has been more than half a year since I arrived in Suzhou and Hangzhou on the Qingming Festival on the third day of March. When it comes, the spring rain is like wine and willows are like smoke. There is a long way to go to achieve perfection.

After evolution, I discovered another thing, the next improvement no longer needs to frantically devour the dragon energy of the earth veins.

In other words, you have to rely on other methods to improve, and the specifics are not known.

If you think about it, you can't eat up the world like a greedy snake. It's a bit like you've passed the lactation age. You should eat some normal food to grow and develop. It's rare in the world to transform your body with dragon energy. It's the only one in the world. There are no precedents to learn from.

I have read most of the ancient books of Chunyang Palace, but there is no record about transforming the dragon.

Perhaps, Mu should know.

Before leaving, she bid farewell to the wonderful combination of Zhuquan Temple. Bai Yujun believes that she will meet again in the future. There is no need to be hypocritical and polite to say thank you to old friends who have been there for hundreds of years.

"Master Xianhui, I'm going back to Nanhuang, see you later."

"Excellent, poor monk Huixian."

"Almost~"

"Benefactor Bai, if you have time someday, you must go to Zhuquan Temple as a guest. Bamboo shoots, bamboo fungus soup, and rice tubes in bamboo tubes are enough to eat. The small temple is poor, but you can cook in peace and drink tea."

"I will definitely go, and then bring more monsters to eat up your surplus food~"

"Uh... welcome."

Before leaving, he rummaged through the storage bag and found a ring head knife of better quality to give to the snake demon boy. He planned to give Xiaoshi a ham, but after thinking about it, forget it.

Waving his hand, he walked slowly out of the city through the snow-covered stone arch bridge.

When I first arrived at the Xiaoqiao Liushui family in Suzhou and Hangzhou, when I left, there were devastated and victims everywhere. I was a little regretful. When I left the city, Bai Yujun went to the West Lake to see the snow scene by accident. Everyone said that the snow in the West Lake was beautiful. Now that I caught up with it, I went to have a look.

Sky-blue snow, wandering around the Su Causeway with oil-paper umbrellas.

Strolling along the bluestone embankment, the white color is the mountains and trees, the dark color is the lake water and bluestone, and the lake surface is as calm as a mirror without wind.

The sound of people and birds in the lake is absolutely perfect. Walking alone through the stone bridge to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow, weeping willows hanging rime, sky and clouds, mountains and water,

The top and bottom are white, and the lake reflects the beauty of the remnant snow.

"That's great~"

Exhaled white hot air with small mouths, took off the hood to reveal dragon horns and pointed ears, and admired it quietly.

Slow down to witness the beauty of the world, why bother to walk in such a hurry, and at the end of the day, I realized that I was walking too fast and forgot the scenery of the journey. It is estimated that there is only one person and demon in this world. Zaiyouzai mixed into the realm of the demon emperor.

Disasters in Suzhou and Hangzhou were full of mourning, literati drinking and composing poems lost their mood to play, and the West Lake was rare and quiet.

Shijing Lane.

Li Daniu only wore a thin shirt and repaired the house without fear of severe cold, and skillfully replaced it with new tiles. Originally, as a headhunter, he was supposed to be responsible for maintaining law and order in the city, but I don’t know which high-ranking official came to Suzhou and Hangzhou, and arranged for his family members to manage the city. You don't need to be a policeman who is familiar with the local conditions, and you don't know which song to sing.

In the room, Xu Xian kept staring at the beautiful picture of white mist and rain in the West Lake.

After the painting was straightened, there was no evil spirit, and the misty and beautiful scenery was drizzling with drizzle, and the artistic conception was ethereal and intoxicating.

Xu Jiaorong muttered in the kitchen.

"Oh~ I thought it was a scary monster, but it turned out to be a dragon, tsk tsk~"

"Chinese~ In fact, it is good for our family to marry a dragon girl as a daughter-in-law. Even the emperor has no fate to lead the red line. If the younger brother and sister are dragon girls, wouldn't they be the sons and grandsons of the dragon if they give birth to children? Parents must be very happy down here. mouth."

Like ordinary people, it is unacceptable that the other party is a monster, but if it is a dragon, the attitude will change immediately, and it still depends on the identity.

"It will be powerful if the descendants have horns on their heads."

"It is said that when the royal child was born with dragon scales all over his body, it is all nonsense. The dragon horns in our family are the real sons and grandsons of the dragon. Who wants to have a dragon lady~"

Xu Jiaorong was long-winded, but Li Daniu couldn't stand it.

"Oh~ ma'am, don't talk nonsense, be careful of being reported to the police and thrown into prison for punishment~"

The couple talked back to each other there, Xu Xian still stared at the painting in a daze, and didn't move until his hands and feet were cold. He knew that Bai Yujun would leave today...

There was a black-clad boat passing by in the river outside the door. The boatman chatted and said that there was a girl in white in the West Lake, who looked like a dragon girl.

With a heartbeat, he hurriedly got up and went out.

"Hanwen? Where are you going, Hanwen?" Li Daniu shouted.

"I'll go to West Lake to see~"

The voice disappeared, Xu Jiaorong wanted to tell the snow outside to bring an umbrella, but she had already run away, Li Daniu, who was working on the roof, quickly called the familiar boatman to take Xu Xian for a ride.

The black-covered boat squeaked slowly, carrying the distraught Xu Xian out of the city. Ever since he was bitten and poisoned, he had always been dizzy. As for the figure in the white skirt, he was afraid that everything related to her would gradually be forgotten as time went by. The rheumatism is cold, and what is even colder is that the end of the world will be thousands of miles away...

I have no intention of admiring the winter snow scenery of West Lake, wishing that the boat would be faster, and the wind and snow would be all over my head.

Snowflakes are falling all over the sky, like catkins flying in the early spring of March 3rd. The white ones are the sky, mountains and trees, and the black ones are Yanbo West Lake, which is both familiar and strange.

The hazy water mist dispersed, and from a distance, a girl in white with long hair and an umbrella was seen visiting the garden on the Baidi.

The boat slowly approached the embankment, Xu Xian hurried ashore, and came to Bai Yujun through the snow. The vague memory became clear again after seeing the girl's appearance, except for a pair of small white horns and delicate pointed ears.

Bai Yujun didn't expect Xu Xian to come, so she took this opportunity to change his fate.

If he hadn't met himself back then, he wouldn't have embarked on this path. For him, in his past and present lives, he was just a dream for hundreds of years, so he shouldn't get too close.

Seeing that his shoulders and head were covered with white snow, and it was hard for him to catch a cold after recovering from the poisoning, he raised the paper umbrella to help Xu Xian cover the snow.

Seen from a distance, there are two tall and one short figures under the paper umbrella on the bluestone embankment, which cannot be seen clearly from the snow in the West Lake.

The wind blows the bundles and the post flies...

Walk slowly along the Bai Causeway.

Maybe you can smell a special fragrance if you get too close, and you feel a little cramped unconsciously.

"Miss Bai..."

"Young master Xu, can you recover? I had to do it at that time, please forgive me."

Taking a closer look at Xu Xian's neck, there were only two small scars that could not be seen clearly unless he looked carefully.

"It's okay, it's okay, that... are you leaving?"

"You should have left long ago when you shouldn't have appeared, and you will return to your original life to start a family and start a business. Also, next time you come to Xizi Lake, remember to bring an umbrella. On March 3rd, it rains in Qingming and you don't bring an umbrella, and you don't bring an umbrella when it snows in cold winter. Here, this umbrella is given to you, no money will be charged~"

Xu Xian grabbed the handle of the umbrella in a daze, his hands still warm.

Go to the bluestone bridge.

Bai Yujun smiled, and silently dispersed the part of Xu Xian's luck that was related to her.

Suddenly, Xu Xian found that he couldn't see the beauty in front of him more and more clearly, as if something important just disappeared and he couldn't remember it anymore...

"Young master, I will never see you again."

"Bai... Miss Bai..."

Xu Xian reached out with an umbrella to grab something, but he couldn't remember more and more, and even almost forgot his name.

Bai Yujun with long hair in a white dress seems to be walking slowly, but she is moving away quickly, disappearing into the vast mist and snow.

The remaining snow on the broken bridge, the fragrance of the paper umbrella.

Dependent origin, contingent death...

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