New White Snake Asking Immortals

Zhenbei's face turned pale and he ran towards home...

My vision is blurred, my head is numb, I only know how to move my legs mechanically, passing through the traffic on the road like a gust of wind, and finally leave the road and change to a straight line to cross the mountain and river, but the speed is still too slow.

Just when he was sad and flustered, he suddenly smelled a fragrance, grabbed his shoulders with two small hands and flew into the air.

"I'll take you back."

Bai Yujun grabbed Zhenbei and flew up to the top of the cloud, her long dragon tail flicked and accelerated to break through the sound barrier in an instant!

In the early morning, many people in the mountainous area were awakened by the rumbling sound like the sky tearing apart the air. A streamer dragged a long trail across the white night sky and swept across the mountains. As a friend, I can help, but I can’t do anything else. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most helpless things in the world. And the fairest thing.

Whether rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, death is inevitable in the end.

Everyone has their own destiny, and it is destined by the heavens. Bai Yujun will not abuse the talent of the dragon clan to modify the fate of mortals without authorization. Perhaps all he can do now is to wish the deceased happiness and well-being in the next life.

His hometown, Chuangou Village, was just in front of him. He passed by a canyon called Binggou Mountain, dragged his tail flames, turned around, and lowered his altitude to fly close to the crops in the intermountain basin.

Zhenbei saw paper banners hanging in front of his house...

"mom……"

Zhenbei, who had just landed, scrambled and rushed into the yard. The warriors who dared to wield their spears and shields to bravely fight the dragons are no different from ordinary people at this moment. Crying without image is the most real sadness.

Bai Yujun stood outside the gate and did not enter the courtyard.

When there are funerals, it is inconvenient to enter the hospital as a dragon, for fear that the vigorous momentum will impact the living soul. After all, there are no rituals and props related to dragons in funeral ceremonies.

Dragons belong to beasts, and they are powerful and imposing. It is not good to enter the courtyard, and there is no need to enter the courtyard to cause trouble.

Funerals in the countryside are very troublesome, and there are so many rules and regulations. After dawn, a dark coffin was brought from the coffin shop in the town, and there were a lot of paper figurines. The villagers came to help after hearing the news. Zhenbei knelt before the coffin Without a word...

On the other side of the village road next to the mountain is a field of tender green corn. The crop seedlings are not as tall as a person, and the wind rustles.

The roadside grass is full of paperwork, paper kraft paper figurines and other funeral supplies. Every place has its own customs. You can dislike it but don’t criticize it at will. It’s a custom to say that other people’s customs are wrong but you like them. Kind of a problem.

Before the funeral, the paper figurines and cows need to be consecrated, and Bai felt that he could help secretly.

Pretend to wander casually.

The villagers who came to help catch the gift were curious about where the beautiful girl came from, wearing fake ears and antlers, and the young guy lingered on the side of the road and refused to go, and was too embarrassed to come forward to say hello.

Go to the paper man and the paper cow and look around...

Whose funeral paper man and paper cow can be consecrated by an auspicious dragon, it can be regarded as a blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation.

noon.

Zhenbei, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, found Bai Yujun on the side of the road.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me a lot, I will remember this feeling, you are my friend."

"It's nothing, you...sorrow and change."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, and the young Zhenbei looked haggard and sad. In fact, Bai Yujun respected Zhenbei very much and lived for nine generations. She was not ruthless like some people who thought highly of herself and ignored her parents and relatives. Instead, she put filial piety first.

Baishan filial piety is the first, kneeling to the heavens and the thick soil, kneeling to the parents, the appearance of kneeling is not shameful.

With a wave of his little hand, he took out a burrito from the storage bag, cast a spell to heat it and handed it to Zhenbei, and gave him an extra apple.

"Eat, I must be starving after kneeling for a long time, how can I be filial if I don't have the strength."

"it is good……"

I took the familiar burritos and apples, and ate them slowly, tasteless.

Tears streamed down my face as I ate, tears mixed with the burrito and I ate it into my mouth together, holding half a burrito with an apple and choking...

"I used to see my mother wearing an apron waiting for me at the door every day when I came home from school, making potatoes and stewing cabbage. It wasn't very tasty but it never made me hungry..."

"I have lived for several lifetimes, wars and wars are torn apart, children want to support but relatives are not around..."

"In this life, I finally have a family and parents to be filial,

But...my mother has suffered too much. More than ten years of high blood pressure has induced coronary heart disease, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, kidney disease, arteriosclerosis, and is very tired from taking medicine every day. She only hopes to see her son get married and have a family and become a grandmother hug grandson..."

"My father is a poor farmer, and the monthly salary of the road guard is only enough for my mother to take medicine."

"Actually, my academic performance is very good, but I dare not go to school. It costs a lot of money to go to school. You don't know how painful it is for me to sit in the classroom every day."

"That's my mother's money for life-saving medicine..."

"She said that even if she died, she would pay for me to go to college, and told me to study hard and not take care of my family, but I can't do it! I really can't do it!"

"Every pen, every notebook, every meal is my mother's life money..."

Bai Yujun quietly listened to Zhenbei's painful story about the fate of an ordinary poor farmer. Everyone has his own choice. Zhenbei really couldn't do it. How can you feel at ease if you suffer from suffering because you don't have money to buy medicine?

The future can be fought hard, and there is only one mother.

Zhenbei raised his head and tried not to cry, and pursed his lips hard, not handsome, but resolute, with blood and tears.

"My parents hit me the day I dropped out of school, it hurt, but I was very happy, now I really wish to hit me again..."

"When I went to work in the city, I sent everything back to my mother for medical treatment. Just now, my father said that my mother saved the money for me to marry a daughter-in-law and should not spend it randomly..."

"My mother shouldn't have left so early. I remember a line from a movie. There is only one disease in the world, poor disease..."

"..."

Bai Yujun is silent, Zhenbei is very powerful, he is really crazy, maybe few people in the world can stop him, but he doesn't want his parents to get involved in that world, he wants to work honestly and earn money to treat his mother, But underestimated the reality.

Poverty is a tragedy that many people will never get rid of in their lifetime.

It is pure nonsense that poverty is not terrible. When you are so poor that you are reluctant to spend money on medical treatment, you will know that it is not terrible.

She wiped her tears with her dirty sleeves and looked at Bai Yujun.

"Boss Bai, are you going on a long trip? How long will you be going?"

"Go out and take a look at the world, and continue to do business in another place. If you are willing to set up a stall, you can exchange the cart for you at a low price."

"Forget it, I can only move bricks but not noodles, remember to call me when you come back."

"Okay, I will."

Zhenbei and Bai Yujun bid farewell and went back to the courtyard to continue burning paper to keep the spirit.

Standing outside the gate, you can see the bright red coffin from a distance, which is very dazzling, and the paper banners at the door are flying black paper dust into the sky...

Bai Yujun disappeared in an instant, as if she had never appeared before, and reappeared on the top of Binggou Mountain, looking again at the remote mountain village where she grew up as a child.

"Life is like a play, and it will eventually end."

Seeing more about life and death makes me more determined to become a god, become a god, and live forever.

Pay tribute...to myself who strives to live, and to everyone who strives to live.

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