New White Snake Asking Immortals

Qi Feng is cold and cold, and the twelfth lunar month in Wu is actually colder than that in the north.

It's good if it's not windy. The wet cool wind can easily penetrate the cotton coat and bring chills. Bai Yu has been a little sleepy due to the cold wind these days, and I don't bother to activate the Pure Yang Art to dispel the chill. When I get bored, I lie on the bed and eat snacks, feeling that a happy little life is beckoning.

The New Year's Eve is coming, Bai Yu wants to go to the city to buy some red paper to write couplets, and the thatched hut is also a house.

It would be even better if you could buy rice wine and snacks.

With a white fish belly in the sky, he put on a basket and went out early, covered his head with a coarse cloth to cover his dragon horns and pushed open the fence gate of the small courtyard to go down the mountain.

It's still early. If you want to buy some fresh snacks, you need to enter the city early.

In a daze, he was half asleep and half awake on his way.

When I arrived at the city gate, I saw many people waiting for the city gate to open. It was estimated that the time would come soon. I took out the bamboo folding stool and found an open space on the side of the road to sit and stare at the city gate. I was a little hungry and wanted to go to the restaurant to eat something Local specialties, deliberately empty stomach thinking to eat more delicious food.

Many merchants and gentry who came to the royal city from the north to hide from the army, were downcast and covered in dust.

Sitting on the roadside with a bamboo basket in his arms, listening to passers-by complain.

"Hey, I moved four times, but I lost all my property. Back then, there were only one car of belongings left in the eight houses with dozens of acres of land. When will this battle be over..."

A middle-aged man in a tattered cotton-padded coat and his family, old and young, guarded the donkey cart.

The other person beside him also sighed.

"Yeah, my grandfather's generation fought wars, and when my son was born, he was still fighting, and he couldn't finish it~"

"Have you heard? There is news that after the first month of the first month, King Wu and King Chu will send troops to attack the Yan Kingdom. Where can they recruit troops? My father was taken away 20 years ago, and now there is no news, and my mother talks about it every day in a hurry. The fire eyes are also blind..."

There are always many stories heard on the roadside. For Bai Yu, it is a story, and for those people, it is a lifetime.

The sky is getting brighter.

"Open the city gate~!"

With a loud and long voice, the city gate was pushed open by the gatekeepers.

A certain Bai put away the small bench and stumbled into the crowd and slowly entered the city. From a distance, he saw a ghost mirror hanging on the top of the city gate. The rank goblin, after all, has become a weather monster and can easily climb over the wall and enter the city.

Following the crowd slowly approaching the city gate, the mirror of the demon trembled for a while and then there was no response...

This kind of magic mirror is just a shoddy mass product. Most of the similar magic tools in the world are called magic mirrors. The monsters will turn into human shapes and it is difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye.

The city is high and the cave is deep, and the city gate is dark like a monster with a big mouth.

After moving for a long time, I finally came to the gate of the city. The gate was damp and dark. The various smells of pedestrians and animals made me want to vomit. A damp and cold wind mixed with stench was blowing from the gate of the gate, as if walking into a mausoleum. The rotten smell fills the nostrils.

Passing through the city gate, in the distance, I saw the palace pavilion shrouded in clouds.

It can be seen that the Nanwu royal family is exhausted, and it has nothing to do with the commoners. Only the royal family and aristocratic nobles change. After all, the poor are still poor no matter how they change.

Pedestrians are in a hurry to see the atmosphere of the new year, and their faces are sad.

A woman walking towards her with a child on her back, the child behind her back looked at Bai Yu with big eyes.

"Big... big teeth... white..."

The woman coaxed the child to prevent the child from talking nonsense. The two-year-old baby had been staring at Bai Yu with a curious expression on his face. In the baby's eyes, he saw a huge dragon, big teeth, and snow-white all over.

When Bai Yu passed the woman, she turned her head and made a strange face at the little doll. She stuck out her tongue and pretended to bart her teeth. Danfeng's eyes were round.

"Big... big teeth~"

The doll didn't understand what it was seeing, and Jiaolong's head suddenly pretended to be fierce, but the little doll was not afraid.

Wandering around with a basket of vegetables, following the smell in the air, he first went to the stall to have breakfast, and then wandered around looking for the goods he wanted to buy.

First, I went to the grocery store to buy red paper, pen and ink. I saw that there were many poor scholars on the roadside who had no hope of fame and no money to write Spring Festival couplets. Geniuses will understand that the most important thing to gain fame is not only knowledge, but money is the key.

He went to the countryside to find a scholar who seemed to be the poorest and wrote a couplets for the Spring Festival.

As soon as the young scholar finished writing, he looked up and was shocked. His face turned red and he wanted to say something, but he was too embarrassed to say it. do not owe each other.

Smile, put away the couplets and turn to leave.

Leaving a disappointed young scholar sighing...

The strange thing is that the business of restaurants and brothels in the city is booming. Perhaps it is because of the psychological pressure of the possible threat of subjugation of the country. The nobles indulge their hangovers while they have money in their hands. When they are still nobles, they are drunk and dream of death, even if they die tomorrow, it is worth it. Day by day.

Go to the wine shop to buy two barrels of rice wine, and put it in the storage bag silently when you go out.

The dim sum shop bought snacks, and I bought a few pieces of cloth to go back to make some new clothes.

Passing through the alley~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I dealt with a few ruffians and hooligans with a blank face, and grabbed less than a tael of silver.

When I came to the slum, I saw another scene.

The sewage from the tattered shacks is sour and smelly, the homeless and beggars are skinny and numb, the gangsters in the city show their strength and scavenge for the last bit of oil and water, and many people gather around the brazier to keep warm. everything that happens.

Behind the shack, the parents took the money from Ren Yazi, sighed and put the ignorant child's little hand in Ren Yazi's hand, and the child cried out loudly...

On the other side, a few men scolded and beat people, and both the beater and the beaten lived in the slums...

There are many numb and haggard women standing in front of the dirty shacks along the street. Occasionally, men of various colors get into the shacks, with money or a handful of copper coins or rice grains...

Perhaps, after countless years, no one knows how the ancestors had to struggle to survive.

Everything around is dim and gray. Bai Yu is like a bright color that has passed through the dark world. The bright white and slender figure passes by silently, and finally goes away. For Bai Yu, they are just a scene in his countless memories, and he can't control it.

When I was about to leave, I encountered someone carrying a coffin for the funeral.

The dark red coffin was so heavy that the person carrying the coffin could not stand upright, the paper banners swayed in the damp and cold wind, the family members bowed their heads and hurried on their way, and the sky was full of paper money...

Bai Yu stood on the side of the road and silently watched the funeral procession pass by. He looked up and saw the paper money fluttering in the wind and flying towards the palace...