New White Snake Asking Immortals

It rained suddenly in March of Qingming Festival, and the willows were like smoke by the West Lake.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou will go out together, small bridges, misty rain, awning boats, and tourists on the embankment holding oil-paper umbrellas to appreciate the hazy misty and rainy West Lake scenery.

The white mist on the water surface is like a boat flying in a sea of ​​clouds and flying boats, and the green hills on the other side cannot be seen clearly.

The poet is very prosperous, pours a glass of fine wine, half drunk and half sober, and calls himself a wine fairy.

Visitors are like weaving, admiring the flowers and weeping willows, the spring breeze is pleasant and the spring water is pleasant, even the young lady who has not left the cabinet will accompany her family and maids to the lakeside for a spring tour.

It is rare for thousands of people to swim in the lake with umbrellas, and a certain white must like it very much.

Umbrella hawker business is booming.

Some things are very strange, for example, it rains every year on Qingming Festival in some places, or heavy rain or drizzle, which is quite strange every year.

Xu Xian stood alone under the tree to shelter from the rain.

Nineteen years later, the swaddled child grew into a handsome young man in a jade tree. Today, he went out to the lake and dressed up. His hair was fixed with a smooth wooden hairpin, and he was a typical scholar's robe. He held a folding fan and showed helplessness.

"Sister and brother-in-law really forgot about my little brother..."

Originally, the three of them had agreed to go out for a walk together today, but as a result, brother-in-law and sister were too happy to take their own paper umbrella and left, leaving Xu Xian, who had no umbrella, to look at the rain and sigh.

The bridge by the lake is very lively, but it is impossible to walk without an umbrella.

Helpless, I had to wait for the rain to stop or go back to the city after a while, standing there for a long time without even seeing an acquaintance.

I wanted to learn how to recite a poem from those poets, but after holding it for a long time, I found that I only knew some simple prescriptions and could not write poetry at all.

The willow buds are newly born, the tender green emits a faint and unique smell, the grass and weeds are emerging, but there is a fat rabbit who recklessly gnaws on the grass buds and flower seedlings.

The misty sky is blue, filling the West Lake Su Causeway like a fairyland.

It's raining less.

Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and left the tree to take the opportunity to play and enjoy the spring scenery.

The fog is getting bigger and bigger and even over the stone bridge, the distant mountains can be seen, like a pair of ink and blue paintings. Many tourists linger and admire the beauty of the West Lake.

It was very quiet, as if no one wanted to break the silence.

Xu Xian felt that it was not raining too much and was not in a hurry to return to the city. He strolled around the river embankment unhurriedly. He felt that the stone bridge was beautiful, so he went to play. Countless people walked over the steps of the bridge and stepped on the smooth bluestone, standing on the lakes on both sides of the bridge. Do not have a taste for a day.

Walking and walking, a girl in a white skirt passed by with an umbrella...

For a moment, Xu Xian felt inexplicably heartbroken.

Ding~

Looking down, I saw a hosta on the ground, which seemed to have been left by the girl in white just now.

Picking up the hosta, he stopped the girl.

"Girl~ your hairpin fell off~"

The girl in white with the umbrella paused, her thick long hair black like ink covered her slender back, the two white ribbons behind her head swayed gently in the wind, paused slightly, and turned around slowly...

"Your... hairpin... hairpin..."

Xu Xian was stupid.

So beautiful, just like the person in the painting, slender and graceful, Yingying holds a water snake and a small waist, her face is full of goose fat and red lips, her eyebrows are like ink and painting, she is indescribably soft and pure, wearing a white dress, in this vast mist and rain The middle is not like the human world, the fairies fall into the mortal world.

Bai Yujun looked curiously at this destined person in the Qingming West Lake, and habitually tilted his head.

"Thank you sir~"

Whisper softly and eloquently.

Reaching out his hand to take the hairpin, he smiled at him, turned and walked away slowly.

"Gu..."

I wanted to stop the girl and suddenly remembered that she can't be rude because she is not a relative, so she stood there for a long time and watched the girl walk into the white fog and gradually drift away, and her heart suddenly felt empty.

Looking at the scenery again, I have no thoughts, and I am in a daze inadvertently, and the figure in white will always flash in my mind.

Slowly, over the years, the girl with blurry dreams has become more and more clear, and it is the girl just now...

"Ugh……"

Sigh, there is more worry in my heart.

the other side.

The fat rabbit continued to harm Caoya, squinting at people arguing.

Xu Jiaorong grabbed Li Daniu's ear and yelled loudly with the might of a tigress. The dignified head catcher is an interesting anecdote known for his strict wife control. His martial arts skills are so strong that he can't match his wife at home. Among them, there are thousands of people in the world who have their own aspirations.

"It's all complaining that you have to go to see what poets write poems! You know how to be good at writing while dancing with knives and sticks all day long?"

"Husband... Madam calm down, my husband didn't expect to leave the Chinese language behind... Listen to my explanation, oh... Take it easy~ Don't tire your lady's soft hands~"

Unexpectedly, Li Daniu could actually speak such elegant words with soft and small hands. Suddenly, the onlookers booed numbly.

Xu Jiaorong secretly delighted in her heart, but she still pretended to be fierce to scare away the onlookers.

"Look at what! What's wrong with our husband and wife's love!"

Li Daniu turned back at the right time, smiled and waved, the onlookers scattered in a hurry, the couple stood under the tree and continued to interrogate and be interrogated.

"Madam calm down, the rain has subsided and the wind has stopped. Maybe Hanwen will go back to the city first. He can take care of himself at the age of 19 this year, madam can rest assured~"

Xu Jiaorong let go of the big bull and sighed with sadness on her face.

"Pity my younger brother who lost both his parents when he was young... Now being thrown by the lake and returning to the city by himself... So pitiful..."

It's okay for the wife to be angry, once she shows this expression, it will make Li Daniu numb~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After all, I finally made my wife happy. The two shared an umbrella and took the boat back to the city. …

Xu Xian, who was wandering by the lake, did not return to the city, and always wanted to meet the beautiful woman again, even if he looked at it from a distance.

There are many young ladies who went out to play today. Seeing Xu Xian being handsome and handsome, they all looked sideways, but Xu Xian didn't even look at those girls who kept searching in the crowd.

It's a pity that I haven't seen the girl in white for a long time, which is inexplicably melancholy.

Maybe it's just a coincidence...

Near noon, the figure was still not found, the sky turned clear and rainy, Xu Xian had no choice but to invite Wu Pengchuan back to the city, but he felt a little sad and regretful.

The boatman punted the boat with the sound of rushing water, and the small Wu Peng boat slowly left the shore.

Sudden!

There was a slender girl in white on the shore ahead, who seemed to be waiting for the boat...

"Boatman! Hurry to the shore! Someone wants to take a boat!"

When the boat docked, Bai Yujun lifted her skirt and boarded the boat. Xu Xian, who stretched out her hand to help her, was a little embarrassed. She gathered up the oil-paper umbrella and got into the awning, facing the legendary largest Tiankeng in history. People who modify their fate without authorization are uncertain and full of variables. This often happens to people who often deal with high-level monks.

It is impossible for him to run to communicate with those great powers, but some unwilling people have an impact on this poor man.

The distance is too close, Xu Xian can even smell a fragrance...

She was on the same boat with the beautiful woman, but her face turned red.

Bai Yujun stroked her hair, and re-tied the white gauze on top of her head to cover the dragon's horns. Danfeng's beautiful eyes stared at Xu Xian curiously, as if she wanted to see more.

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