New White Snake Asking Immortals

At the pier, the rescued woman meets her family. Crazy Sand Literature Network

The excited and happy woman felt something in her heart. She looked back at the pier and did not see the boat. She raised her eyes and looked into the distance. Xiao Xiaoying rowed the boat and carried the isolated **** the bow into the white mist on the river, as if she had never appeared in this world...

"The same world is different, we will meet again."

Bai Yu murmured, the water mist drifted away from the boat, and the iron ball singing the fisherman's song was still so unpleasant and harsh.

Pangolins paddled and played in the water in gentle waters, and caught a few fish spirits and water monsters to pull the boat in the turbulent river. Even if they were injured, they could use their aura to scare the water monsters to work. Therefore, in some fishing villages on both sides of the river, it was rumored that female ghosts made the water monsters pull the boat quickly. Walk, walk for a hundred miles, and the mist is hidden and invisible.

The scenery along the way is beautiful, but unfortunately, the pain in the cough and mouth cannot be matched by the flute.

Life is like a journey of different lengths. Don't be too hasty to miss the scenery along the way. You can have a few times in this life. All you can do is remember the beauty of the road before you reach the end.

At night near the fishing village, but I can see the magnificent wind and smoke painting scroll.

There are scenery and disturbances on the road, and the river has the rules of the river. Of course, if it is not a person, you don't need to care.

Just to hurry and ignore business, there are water bandits who rob passing ships to make money, the boats sway through the chaotic waters where they are busy boarding or resisting, too lazy to pay attention to this unique custom of making a fortune that can’t be quit for thousands of years, those who fall into the water struggle to catch Live on the side of the small wooden boat and ask for help, the iron ball will swing the oars very seriously to beat people away. It would be nice to have time to swim to the shore.

Some water bandits were confused by the appearance of the **** the bow and robbed people. In the end, they didn't know how to die, and there were many corpses floating on the river.

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Walking to a certain riverside county, Bai Yu suddenly remembered an old acquaintance who was not very far from here.

"Iron Ball, let's go ashore."

"What about the boat..."

"Ahem... let's go with the river, it's more poetic."

"Oh."

The small wooden boat drifted away gradually with the current. On the shore, one big and one small figure walked away. A pangolin who was accustomed to boating looked back at the wooden boat with a little reluctance. The feeling of being on the river was really interesting.

Iron Ball still likes land and forests, because there are ants to eat.

"Boss, where are we going now, Nanhuang doesn't seem to be in this direction."

"Cough~ I went to see an old friend I haven't seen for many years, and I don't know if he is dead or not. Humans always die at every turn."

I traveled freely across the mountains and mountains, occasionally passing by villages and towns to buy some food supplies, or to grab money from a certain beauty-loving dude.

Walking through the bamboo forest, I saw a familiar lotus pond.

Back then, when I left Nanhuang, I felt that I would rest here while waiting for the destiny. I lay in the lotus pond and slept soundly. I was still fishing by the pond. I was in a trance for a hundred years.

Looking at the green and green bamboo sea and mountains in the distance, there is a temple on the mountain, a unique temple.

"Cough cough ... go up the mountain."

Bamboo forests and moss paths, mountain springs, stone tripods, flying clouds and misty clouds.

The path is slightly wider, the slate is covered with thick bamboo leaves, the wind blows the bamboo sea and the rustling sound is pleasant. I don't know if the Zhuquan Temple is still there after so many years, and whether the wonderful pair of master and apprentice are rebuilding the ruined temple that is about to collapse, and they... Are you alive?

Walking through the green and green bamboo forest path, turning a few corners, I saw that the crumbling and ruined temple looked brand new. Although there is no golden glazed tile and expensive wood, there is a mood that is free from the smell of copper. At first glance, it is very comfortable, that kind of special It feels impossible to do with expensive materials.

The gate has been rebuilt, and no one will be crushed to death, and there is no need to climb over the wall to enter.

Knock on the door, bang dong.

No one responded for a long time...

Bai Yu smiled, turned and walked towards the **** vegetable field next to the temple.

When she saw the three shadow queens in the vegetable field, Bai Yu almost didn't cough up the snake gall...

"My Nima! It's normal for the snake to not die. Why are you two still alive? It's been hundreds of years? Old Huixian, are you a monster? Do you dare to die and show me!"

He confirmed again and again that the three people in the vegetable field were not ghosts, but living beings.

A little boy with fangs in his mouth squatted on the ground and was busy swallowing mice. Judging from the smell, it was the snake spirit that guarded the Taoism for the old virtuous man. After many years, it finally changed shape, but it was incomplete.

Xiao Shi Shi was still the same child he used to look like back then. He worked tirelessly to bring water and water to the vegetables. Even if he was Shi Xin, he could accept it.

The question is, why isn't old Huixian dead? You, an old cultivator, have lived for almost a hundred years, how come you never die? Is there any king law? Are there any laws?

Xiao Shishi was stunned for a while, and Old Huixian was a little stunned when he had few teeth left.

The little boy in the shape of a big snake is trying his best to spit out the mouse that has swallowed half of his mouth. The snake has the habit of spitting out undigested prey when it encounters certain special circumstances.

"You're not dead, White Tiger! That's great!" Little Stone threw away the bucket and ran over.

"I knew that you monster would never die." Old Huixian smiled like a wild chrysanthemum blooming in the field.

The snake spirit couldn't speak, but he was very honest and handed the rat he just vomited to the boss.

Iron Ball is not interested in human beings. He is seriously pondering over the rat that the snake spirit spit out.

The quiet Zhuquan Temple is noisy.

Bai Yu was amazed after carefully observing Huixian~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This old chrysanthemum actually found his own way of practice, or he is his Buddha, no wonder there was a snake spirit protecting his practice back then, it really is a bit Level, Snake Jing also earned enough benefits from protecting the old Huixian to improve his cultivation, and he knew that his future was promising when he transformed into a human being.

Old Huixian carefully flipped through the book of medicine to help Bai Yu heal his wounds, nothing is better than nothing.

"Master Bai, you must be auspicious... Snake, please wait for me to read a scripture to pray for you."

Bai Yu grabbed the old monk and spit out angrily.

"You're trying to kill me, old boy! Is it really a blessing to recite Buddhist scriptures to a monster? Do you want me to give you a mouthful of venom to see if it can poison you?"

"Hehe, unexpectedly unexpected..."

On the other side, the little snake spirit boy quickly swallowed the mouse.

Inside the temple, Bai Yu found that the things were very old and not at all like those famous temples where the incense was flourishing.

"It's so deserted here, ahem... Have you always been like this?"

Old Huixian sighed.

"Hey, everyone says that longevity is good, but when there are people who are immortal, they will say that they are ghosts and ghosts. My Zhuquan Temple has become a famous ghost temple nearby, and the villagers are afraid of me and Xiaoshishi. Later, I simply stopped talking with me. If you come and go outside the mountains to seek some peace, it will be beneficial for your practice if you feel some pain.”

Now I understand everything. It was the people outside the mountain who saw that the two monks were immortal and thought they were demons and ghosts that dared not approach. Over time, they could only forget about the other and live their own lives.

How can I put it, the people at the foot of the mountain have missed a real Buddha, and life is like this.

In addition, the snake spirit is very generous in giving a small stone and a live mouse to the iron ball...