New White Snake Asking Immortals

The lanterns looked around curiously, and even Fat Tiger's big head moved forward.

The half-dead weirdo who dared to sell goods in the grocery store, what goods could he fancy, even his face of despair changed. When he saw the goods clearly, the fat tiger and the lanterns seemed to snort and went back to their nests.

On the container, in a copper box about a foot long, there is a silver needle half a foot long, with many words written on the label.

Product name: Tiger Beard Needle.

The tiger beard that the big monster naturally falls off, I accidentally picked it up and processed it into a tiger beard needle. I sincerely recited three times in silence, and it can be two inches long. It is sharp and sharp, and can easily pierce leather fabrics without blood staining. When the tiger eats meat, the tiger's whiskers will not drip blood, and it is easy to clean. It can be used to sew clothes, and can sew skin and flesh. In addition, the soul can be sewed with good thoughts as threads.

Contains a weak way of suturing, stitching broken corpses with needles and threads to rest the dead...

The tiger is majestic, fierce and domineering, and evil spirits cannot get close.

It can sew clothes to cover the body and keep out the cold, and can sew the flesh and soul, but it is difficult to sew up the sad person.

This tiger whisker needle was made by Mr. Bai Yu from the whiskers of a fat tiger. He picked it up outside the door one morning. According to folklore, tiger whiskers or cat whiskers can be used to make wishes. Simply make all kinds of sundries.

There is a layer of smooth substance on the surface of the tiger's whiskers, which does not stain blood, water or dust, and is very clean.

By the way, add a few attributes, such as the ability to stitch broken corpses or souls.

Ordinary people are fragile, and it is inevitable that their souls will be separated or shattered when they encounter evil spirits. With kindness, they can be stitched together again. In this world where evil spirits and monsters are everywhere, tiger beard needles may be able to accumulate massive merit.

It is not allowed to accumulate enough merits to bring about evolution.

The skinny man looks like an evil cultivator, but Mr. Bai Yu can see the innocence and sadness in him.

Looking forward to the next commodity transaction, I hope he chooses to exchange with memory.

Smiling and recommending sales.

"Don't worry about being shy. Tiger whisker needles can be purchased with precious materials, or you can exchange them with the most precious treasure in your heart, or allow me to look at your memory in the past, listen carefully, it is the most cherished and precious thing in your heart, Mo You have to think that you can deceive my eyes, if you lie, your chance will be gone."

In a flash, he suddenly appeared on the other side of the bitter tailor, and a bewitching voice entered his mind.

"This thing is destined for you. Once you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. There are three trading methods. Just nod and choose one of them to get your wish."

"If you don't want to give up your belongings or the most cherished treasure in your heart, you can let me see your memory."

The bitter tailor standing blankly in front of the counter struggled.

He wanted this tiger whisker needle very much, but he was not used to the sudden longing in his dead heart.

"I…"

I found that I have no money or precious materials, and I don’t want to trade with the most precious things in my heart. After thinking about it, only the memory of the past can be used for exchange. It would be better if the other party can take away the memory, so as not to close my eyes and think of only pain .

"I agree to the deal. If you want to read my memory, then let's see it."

It's much easier to make a decision.

Maybe people are like this, struggling and indecisive in their hearts, once a decision is made, there is a lightness of relief.

A certain white face floated in front of the bitter tailor with a smile, and blinked.

"Now, look into my eyes."

The bitter tailor looked up, and when he saw the pair of deep vertical boys, the picture in front of him suddenly changed, and he saw his hometown...

In the small tailor shop in the market, the father is a tailor, the grandfather is a tailor, and the grandfather's grandfather is also a tailor. The rigid and decadent rules lock everyone's birth and death, and even determine the lives of future generations. Butchers and farmers have been farmers for generations, and shepherds who have herded sheep for nobles have herded sheep for generations.

Since I was sensible, I witnessed my mother sewing and mending, and my father cutting in the shop every day.

Slowly having younger brothers and sisters, he also began to learn tailoring skills, and he has seen his whole life at a young age.

Later, he grew up, married and had children, and continued to be a tailor.

When I am busy, I sew and cut clothes, and when I am free, I listen to the rumors of neighbors on the streets and alleys.

For example, the concubine of the wealthy lord in the high-walled courtyard is eager to beg for a son, the landlord's wife wants to drive away the son of the concubine's concubine, the butcher finds out that his wife has something to do with the laborer, and the idle man who is addicted to gambling Pull the mother-in-law into the casino as a bet...

One day, the unchanging life was broken by an evil cultivator who broke into the market.

Crazy cultivators kill anyone they see, their father's body cut in half lies on a wooden table that has been handed down for three generations, his mother was still holding a sewing needle in her hand when she died, her younger brother and sister were separated, and there are everywhere in the market Blood and screams.

The owner of the bazaar drove away the evil cultivators, and didn't care how many people died, nor did he think about what to do to the evil cultivators.

The young tailor's eyes were red from crying. Looking at the family whose body had been cut off, he felt that he should do something. He picked up the thin needle with trembling hands, and it took a long time to put the thin thread through the eye of the needle. The tailor sewed up the corpses of the family members, sewed up the two parts of the father's body, and sewed up the heads of the younger brothers and sisters. There were no more tears in the crying eyes, and the bright eyes lost their luster.

Miserable encounters have changed fate, and those who survive are miserable people.

From that day on, he changed his name to Bitter Tailor.

Knowing that needle and thread can not only mend clothes, but also mend flesh and blood corpses.

After burying his family members, the bitter tailor never laughed again. He sewed and cut clothes for neighbors during the day, and searched for corpses everywhere at night. In this chaotic world, dead bodies can be seen everywhere. Regardless of human or animal corpses, as long as they are incomplete, the bitter tailor will try their best to find them. Return the missing part and sew.

The tragic death of his father, mother and younger siblings became his obsession. He couldn't tell whether he wanted to make up for it or felt that the stitches were not good enough at the beginning.

A few years later, the neighbors in the market knew the secret of his sewing corpse, and angrily burned down the tailor's shop and the home of the poor tailor.

The poor tailor began to wander, relying on his craft to earn a living during the day, and wandering around sewing corpses at night like a lonely soul.

A few years later, the technique of sewing corpses became more and more professional, but he always felt that something was missing.

Until he saw the tiger whisker needle.

Eyes dazzled, the painful memories of the past suddenly shattered, and the bitter tailor found himself back in reality. Decades of long life are but a short moment, and he roughly understands what is meant by a few decades.

The copper box floated up and fell into the hands of the bitter tailor, and the deal was concluded. He Momohuhu felt that the tiger whisker needle had some kind of connection with himself.

With his right hand, he picked up the half-foot-long tiger whisker needle and stared silently.

"This needle... can really stitch up broken souls?"

He wanted to double check.

Moubai nodded.

"See if you are kind and sincere."

Hearing this, the bitter tailor looked at the tiger beard needle and thought of his parents, younger siblings.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and returned to the tailor shop. His eyes were very clear about the tragic situation of the whole family. The father who was cut in two, the mother whose forehead was pierced, and the younger brothers and sisters who were separated from each other. The sound was small, and the half-foot long needle became a two-inch thin needle.

There is a thin thread in the eye of the tiger's whisker needle. Holding the needle, the tailor struggles to calm his breath, stitch by stitch, carefully mend the dead body of his family...

I don't know how long it took, but my parents and younger siblings seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

The facial expressions of the family members were no longer in pain. The bitter tailor seemed to hear the sighs of his parents, and saw his naughty and gluttonous siblings waving to him.

When I opened my eyes, it was still the mysterious grocery store.

The desperate tailor's facial muscles trembled, his jaw trembled, and he firmly held the half-foot-long tiger whisker needle with his palm. His eye sockets were swollen, and something choked him in his throat.

Finally, the trembling tailor fell to his knees with a plop, and the man in his decades cried loudly.

"Father...mother...little brother and sister...I miss you..."

The cry that had been stuffed in my heart for decades finally erupted, shouting over and over again, venting the misery in my heart with all my strength, becoming **** and tearful, and no longer that muddle-headed walking dead.

Bai Yujun watched silently from the sidelines, his state of mind improved a bit. Witnessing the joys and sorrows of the mortal world made him feel the fireworks in the world, and tried to reduce his aloof mentality. Jun is worried that he will become a cold-blooded and ruthless existence.

The bitter tailor who cried for a long time finally felt much better, calmed down, wiped away tears with his sleeve and stood up unsteadily.

He bent down and bowed to Lord Bai Yu who was sitting on the cloud.

"Thank you Fairy for fulfilling the task, the treasure is precious, please take it back."

He can feel that the souls of his family are complete, and he has done everything he can do. The treasures are too precious, and he thinks he can't bear them.

However, Bai Yujun attaches great importance to business reputation, and has gained a lot of insights through transactions, so how can he go back on his word and break the rules, the transaction is over and the goods cannot be returned.

"Take it, how can you not be honest in business, it's just a long beard of a tiger."

Picking up the tea to see off the guests, I found that there were only a few leaves left after drinking all the tea, so I chewed the tea leaves habitually.

"Live well, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Do what you think you should do, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue and praying for your family. For decades, you have done countless good deeds. In fact, they have already received your blessings. Do you understand? "

Hearing these words, the bitter tailor's eyes lit up, and the words awakened the dreamer, and he understood how to go in the future, and he had to do more!

"Fairy's kindness and virtue will never be forgotten!"

A certain white waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, let's go down the mountain, and you can leave by walking along the mountain road."

Serving tea to see off guests, the next grocery business is about to hit the door.

The bitter tailor once again solemnly thanked him. He took a few steps back and turned to go out. He was no longer as dead as before. Although his body still exuded death due to contact with too many corpses, the death was slowly turning into compassion. After many years, he smelled The air is fresh, feeling the warmth of the sun, holding the copper box tightly and walking briskly down the mountain.

Fat Tiger watched the bitter tailor walk into the thick fog and disappear, licking his lips, thinking that he would not throw tiger whiskers around in the future.

Bai Yujun carefully finished the account book, put it on the corner of the desk and pressed it with a paperweight, and planned to go to the mountain to see the progress of the Dragon Palace after finishing the third grocery business.

As long as the foundation is completed, the pavilions and gates can be placed, and the houses and pavilions are all ready-made. It is planned to get more stone bridges to decorate the Dragon Palace.

While thinking wildly, the third shopping customer arrived.

As always, the introduction and exhortation, the third customer today is a rare monster, a nine-death resurrection grass that has become a climate, maybe the cliff where it lives has not had rain recently, its dry hair is curled inwards, and it is half asleep and half awake.

He took out a piece of refining material picked up in the mountains, and exchanged it for a book of cultivation techniques suitable for grass and trees.

Originally, a certain white was curious about its memory, but after thinking about it, forget it.

It is estimated that there are only three things in its memory, wind, rain, and drought. Since it is destined to come shopping, it may create miracles in the future.