New White Snake Asking Immortals

Since ancient times, it is difficult for true heroes to end well.

General Mo Lu was ridiculed and killed in battle in silence. His bones were not cold, and no one cared about him. Only young people and old servants who fed horses guarded the general's spirit in the huge mansion. The house was deserted.

The rainy day was wet, and the smoke from burning paper lingered in the courtyard. It seemed that the deceased was uneasy and unwilling to leave...

Crossed the threshold and entered the house, put away the paper umbrella, and skillfully shook off the rain, and the leaves followed the same action.

The young man got up, the old servant couldn't speak clearly and could only treat the guests himself.

"you are…"

"Passenger, come to see the general one last time."

Taking a serious look at the young man's face, he confirmed that he was the general's son.

The mourning hall has a simple and thin coffin, which is a little desolate. Bai Yu did not put incense or burn paper. It was for the general's good. If he really wanted to do that, the deceased general might not be able to afford the Jiaolong's bow, and he was even more careful to restrain his breath so as not to collide with the dead.

Bai Yulong's eyes are open to yin and yang, and when he sees the down-and-out general standing beside the coffin, he sighs.

The soul of the dead once again saw the girl in white at the roadside stall selling knives, with a surprised expression on her face.

A certain Bai asked Ye Ye to burn some paper money, but he couldn't make the hero feel cold. The little girl clumsily threw the paper into the brazier, and the scorching flames kept her back again and again.

"Your father is a good man, don't blame him."

The young man turned his head angrily, his eyes were red and swollen, and he tried hard not to cry.

"A good guy? A hero? What's the use of a good guy! Saying he's a hero and a role model to his face but saying he's a fool behind the scenes! No one cares at all!"

The more he talked, the more unbearable the anger and sadness became, like a child who was wronged, trying to control his expression not to grin.

Beside the coffin, the down-and-out general looked at his son with a confused expression...

Maybe Bai Yu was the first outsider to come to mourn, or maybe the young man was heartbroken by those sarcastic people, crying and shouting to vent his emotions.

"My father only remembered that he was a general! But he forgot that he was still a father!"

"What's the use of a hero... I sold my mother's relics to get the money to buy a coffin... The jade pendant is worth fifty or two, give me ten! If you don't sell it, hit me! This is the people he protects!"

"The Hu family wants to dissolve the marriage contract. Master Dong refuses to pay back the debt. The property is taken away for no reason.

"When they scolded my father, I would fight them, but there were too many people to fight..."

"I don't want a hero as long as my father lives..."

After venting, the young man whimpered and sobbed. Beside the coffin, Bai Yu saw with his own eyes the soul of the fallen general squatting with his hands on his head and choking.

There is nothing to say, it is difficult to persuade with words, no matter how much comfort is said, it is nonsense.

"Wait me a moment."

Bai Yu led Ye Zi to go out with an umbrella, his eyes locked somewhere through the layers of confusion, and walked out with more and more confused Ye Ye, to do something within his power, there must be someone to do it, standing nonsense is not white rain style of.

Seriously speaking and being friendly and getting back the jade pendant, the process was very violent.

Not long after, he went back to the general's mansion and returned the jade pendant to the young man.

The old servant smiled, happily watching the general's son holding the jade pendant in his hand and weeping. He didn't notice that the mysterious girl in white was talking to the general's dead soul, and he couldn't hear or see it.

"You are already dead, when will you leave?" Bai Yu asked lightly.

"You... can you see me?"

The general felt unbelievable. This was the first time after his death that anyone could see that he could still speak.

"I persuaded you not to buy a knife a long time ago, but you still chose this path. How about you? Are you feeling lost and overwhelmed by your son's accusations, and do you regret it?"

"I...I...don't know..."

The general was in great pain. He wanted to hold on to his beliefs but found that everything was a joke. Just like what his son said, no one cared at all.

A moment of silence.

"Let's go, your son's life is good, don't worry, it's not good for you to waste it any longer."

The heroic spirit sighed helplessly.

"Thank you Fairy, this old man is going too."

Glancing at the young man for the last time, the down-and-out general turned around and walked towards Huangquan Road, his figure became more and more faint in the yellow sand...

Suddenly, the general's son felt something in his heart, as if he saw a familiar old and downcast figure getting farther and farther away, his heart was in pain, the desolate figure was lonely and pitiful, and he shouted suddenly.

"Father...you will always be a hero in my son's heart! I will tell my children and grandchildren about my father's deeds in the future! I am proud of you!"

Huang Quanlu's hunched back shook violently, he looked back at Yang Shi, laughed and disappeared.

Bai Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and silently sent a blessing to the old general. He should not let the hero's heart be chilled. A hero is not a fierce general who wields his troops to conquer the world, a famous figure above ten thousand people, and not necessarily a hero of martial arts. Heroes are often unknown or unknown. To be remembered, it may be the strong, it may be the weak.

The young man found that the mysterious girl led the little girl out with an umbrella, and there was a package on the table next to her.

A corner of the package was exposed, and the gold bar inside was sparkling...

"Girl~ your..."

Looking up and seeing that they were far away, Bai Yu and Ye Zi swayed away from the General's Mansion and continued to stroll around, seeing the ordinary people panic and anxious, seeing that the slums were still lazy and indifferent, seeing that the noble children were busy running around.

Maybe the people in the world who are least afraid of war are the poor people in the slums. When you have nothing, you will suddenly find that there are many things you don't have to worry about. Maybe Yan Guo can improve your life.

"Sir, where are we going?"

"Of course I'm looking for a place to shelter from the rain. I'm lucky enough to see the daughter of a wealthy family~"

Ye Zi rolled his eyes and muttered that Mr. might be stupid again...

One big and one small strolling to the noble street to find a shelter from the rain The old guy who was taking care of his life had to come out and worry about it.

After waiting too long, a convoy of dozens of carriages slowly passed by.

The minister who bought the paper umbrella finally chose to resign and return to his hometown. He had a lot of supplies, and there were more than a dozen wives and concubines. Bai paid more attention to those young ladies, and accurately scanned the body characteristics through thermal induction.

The minister walked slowly on horseback with a paper umbrella in hand, but did not see any stall owner.

"Nanwu is about to end~"

The general died and the minister returned to his hometown, and the remaining intrigues were manipulating the situation. Soon, after this drama is over, he will be able to increase his cultivation level again, which really makes Jiao look forward to it.

Looking up to the north, the Qi of the Yan Kingdom is pressing southward...

Jiang Mian once again sent troops to Nanwu. After a thorough rectification and clean-up, the Yan army was stronger in combat, destroying and attacking the city and conquering the land. What was unexpected was that the forward general turned out to be from Nanwu.

Facts have proved that Qiao Jin is easier to convince the soldiers of Southern Wu. Many people are secretly dissatisfied with the Chi Mang incident, and they surrender to Qiao Jin after half push.

Fighting and fighting, Qiao Jin found out that his striker had even more troops than the main force...