New White Snake Asking Immortals

The dark clouds are densely covered, the cool wind is howling, and the sobbing and crying are difficult to calm down.

"Why... woo woo woo..."

It's very quiet, only Xia Lan's mournful cry can be heard, Bai Yujun is very nervous, the dead souls can easily go mad and become evil ghosts under great stimulation, once they become evil ghosts and want to reincarnate, it will be even more difficult Difficulty, it's okay if this shit Li Lang doesn't help, he even smashed the poor bones to pieces, what kind of hatred wants to crush people to ashes?

Hearing the crying, Bai Yujun suddenly felt very tired. In the end, it was still a bad result. She couldn't even save Xia Lan's bones, just like she couldn't save Yun'er back then.

Seeing that Li Qiancheng still looked unwilling to repent, he slapped his face left and right in a panic!

After a dozen slaps, the face was turned into a pig's head.

If it weren't for the fact that he is a high-ranking official who would easily cause trouble if he killed someone, he would have killed him long ago. I really don't want to see this kind of person again for a moment. Fortunately, Xia Lan's kind nature still refuses to turn into an evil ghost. If you can't do it, how can you participate in state affairs in that court?

Tired, heart tired.

"You go, I advise your family to move to the capital and never come back, this is not your home."

After finishing speaking, he put away the horizontal knife, and Li Qiancheng, who was trembling all over, hurriedly fled with his hands and feet.

Xia Lan just cried, didn't do anything but squatted there whimpering, Bai Yujun shook her head, found a good place on the mountain with half-handed physiognomy, took out a heavy ruler to dig a hole, carefully restrained the bones and put them in the hole to bury them. The monument was erected, fearing that the surname Li would be so angry that he would go up the mountain to find trouble for digging his grave.

The tomb has been repaired, and it's time to send Xia Lan away.

I dug out the scriptures from the bookcase, found the supernatural scriptures, sat on the ground and started the supernatural...

"All over the ten directions, always with majestic power."

"Rescue all sentient beings, and get away from going astray."

The sound of chanting reverberated in the barren hills. After a long time, Xia Lan finally stopped crying. She just kept looking at the direction of her hometown at the bottom of the mountain and was reluctant to let go. Pity.

"White Lady, thank you, I'm leaving."

"Let's go, just let it go."

Bai Yujun continued to read the scriptures, Xia Lan smiled at Bai Yujun, looked up as if seeing a gate in front of her, took a last look at the place where she had been wandering for seven years, flew straight to the ancient archway and disappeared.

The sound of scriptures disappeared, only whimpering and wind could be heard.

Bai Yujun never imagined that she would meet Xia Lan again in the future, and because of today's event, she would be able to survive in the face of death crisis...

One drink and one peck is destiny.

It's raining.

The dark clouds hovered for a day and finally it rained. I found a sloping cliff to hide below to protect the bookcase and waited quietly for the rain to stop.

Bai Yujun lived temporarily on the mountain, practicing and sleeping every day. That Li Qiancheng didn't seem like a man with a stomach who would definitely hire someone to find Xia Lan after he escaped. As the saying goes, send the Buddha to the west. Just protect it to the end, if someone really dares to go up the mountain and mess around, I don't mind teaching him a lesson.

After waiting for three days, a man wearing a robe and holding a compass came up from the mountain.

Bai Yujun stood where Xia Lan's bones used to be, and looked up at the sky without moving. The man in the robe walked up to Bai Yujun. He had no spiritual power and was a gentleman with physiognomy.

This gentleman is also a capable person. When he saw Bai Yujun's face clearly, he knelt on the ground and touched his forehead to the ground without saying a word.

No one spoke, and the gentleman just knelt on the ground.

After a long time, Bai Yujun sighed.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, let's go, go back and tell the employer that each party will never owe each other the next day."

The gentleman didn't speak, but got up and left after kowtowing his head.

Let's say that Mr. Na went back to Li's Mansion after he went down the mountain to present Bai Yujun's original words and warned him that he would not accept any reward and turned around to leave.

If anything happens in the future, it will have nothing to do with him. Sir, he is not a monk, but he knows as much as a monk. The first time he saw Bai Yujun, he knew that he had encountered a monster. Fortunately, he is a reasonable monster and will not perish. .

Bai Yujun still stayed on the barren hill.

The Li family still didn't give up, they were looking for some kind of exorcist or some soldiers to go up the mountain, Bai Yujun didn't bother to talk to her, as long as she wasn't near Xia Lan's grave, she wouldn't bother.

One day, a group of strong men with swords approached the tomb, and suddenly they saw a huge white snake jumping out of the forest, and the strong men fled in fright.

After a few days, the Li family moved out, and it is said that they moved to Chang'an, the capital city.

Bai Yujun continued on her way.

Sleeping in the wind, sleeping in the open, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, in order to rush back to the time wasted staying in the barren hills before, I kept going on the road, crossing the mountains and crossing the water, walking in a straight line, passing a certain swamp, the road needs to detour far away. He even swam there with a bookcase in his hand, and when people saw him, he would mutter that there would be heavy rain three days after the snake crossed the river.

I've seen too many injustices along the way, but I don't have the energy to mind my own business, and besides, it's human business.

By the river, I stood motionless with a sharpened wooden stick tied with a thin rope in my hand. When I saw a big fish, I immediately threw the wooden stick to stab the fish. The seven or eight catties of grass carp tasted delicious when cooked, and I finally had a rest after traveling all night for several days. Down.

It rained a lot last night, and the bookcase was a little wet from the rain, so I took out the sundries and dried them one by one while the fire was burning.

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Qingding County, Danzhou.

The county town is very big, although it is not comparable to Chang'an, but it is considered a big city in Danzhou. The city has a large population and is roughly divided into slums and rich areas. Three entrances, the houses of the rich and the rich are in every order, and the gardens and pavilions are all available.

A certain big family.

A small courtyard of a house in a remote corner of the mansion is covered with paper banners and white cloths.

It's strange to say that such a wealthy family uses a thin-skinned coffin with the word "Fushou" written on the front and back. According to the rules, the coffin nails can only be lowered before the funeral, so the coffin lid is placed slightly obliquely. In front of the coffin, there is a little boy kneeling on the brazier Burn paper next to it.

The ever-burning lamp on the altar flickered.

In the entire mourning hall, there was only one little boy in sackcloth and filial piety, and there was no one else. The little boy didn't cry, but just silently added burning paper to the brazier. His dirty little face flickered under the light of the fire...

The hall not far from the small courtyard of the mourning hall was full of people.

There were five old people in the first place, followed by a dozen middle-aged people and two boys who were about the same age as the boys in the mourning hall.

"Third, is what you said true?"

The first old man looked at a middle-aged man, and all eyes in the hall were fixed on the middle-aged man.

"It's absolutely true, that bitch knew the Immortal of Chunyang Palace in his lifetime, and it is said that it is most likely Qingxu Yurong. The two of them made an appointment to let that bitch's child go to Huashan to practice in the future, and they even gave him a token."

Everyone in the room was excited and greedy. It was the legendary Chunyang Palace. As long as one member of the family entered Chunyang, the family's prosperity would be just around the corner. Legend has it that the recruitment of disciples in Chunyang Palace is extremely strict. People in the world have put in a lot of hardships in order to go to Mount Hua, but they never imagined that someone in the family can use the token to enter the Pure Yang Palace 100%.

The slut in everyone's mouth is the woman lying in the coffin in the mourning hall, the little boy's mother in sackcloth and mourning.

"Where is the token?"

The old man sitting at the top asked the question that everyone wanted to know the most.

"If I'm not mistaken, the token is on that bitch."

Immediately, the eyes of everyone in the hall flickered. It was obviously not a good idea. An orphan who died of his parents, carrying a treasure that could reach the sky in one step, was like a three-year-old child walking in the downtown with gold. What about the same family?

"What qualifications does that little bastard have to go to Mount Hua?"

"That's right, no matter who goes, it won't be his turn."

"He is a child of the family and has the obligation to contribute to the future of the family."

"Yes! Hand over the token!"

There was a lot of noise in the hall, without exception, demanding that the orphan who had lost both his father and mother to hand over the Chunyang token, everyone knew what was on his mind.