New White Snake Asking Immortals

Zhenbei ran towards the house with a pale face...

His vision was blurred and his head was numb. He only knew that the machine moved his legs, like a gust of wind passing through the road and traffic, and finally left the road and turned to cross the mountains and rivers in a straight line, but the speed was still too slow.

Just when he was sad and flustered, he suddenly smelled a fragrance, and two small hands grabbed his shoulders and rose into the air.

"I'll take you back."

Bai Yujun grabbed Zhenbei and flew up to the top of the clouds, and the long tail flicked and accelerated to break the sound barrier in an instant!

In the early morning, many people in the mountainous area were awakened by the rumble of the sky tearing apart the air. A streamer dragged a long tail and cut through the white night sky across the mountains. As a friend, I can help, but I can't do anything else. Life, old age, illness and death are the most helpless in the world. And the fairest thing.

No matter how rich or poor, no matter how beautiful or ugly, you will die in the end.

Everyone has their own destiny, and Bai Yujun will not abuse the talent of the dragon race to modify the fate of mortals without authorization. What he can do now is to wish the deceased happiness and well-being in the next life.

Chuangou Village, my hometown, is in front of my eyes, dragging its tail flame through a canyon called Binggou Mountain, turning, and lowering its height to fly to the crops in the inter-mountain basin.

Zhenbei saw paper flags hanging in front of his house...

"mom……"

Zhenbei, who had just landed, rushed into the yard, and the warriors who dared to wield their spears and shields to fight the dragon were no different from ordinary people. Crying, without an image is the real sadness.

Bai Yujun stood outside the gate and did not enter the hospital.

When there is a funeral, it is inconvenient to enter the hospital as a dragon, because I am afraid that the strong momentum will collide with the soul. After all, there are no dragon-related rituals and props in the funeral ceremony.

Dragons belong to beasts, and they are powerful and imposing.

Funerals in the countryside are very troublesome, with all kinds of rules and regulations. After dawn, the coffin shop in the town brought a dark-colored coffin, and there were a lot of paper kraft paper people. The villagers rushed to help when they heard the news. Zhenbei knelt in front of the spirit. without saying a word...

On the other side of the village road near the mountain is the green bud, the crops are not yet tall, and the wind is rustling.

The grass by the roadside is full of paper work, paper kraft paper figures and other funeral supplies. Every place has its own customs. kind of bug.

Before the funeral, the paper figurine paper cow needs to be consecrated, and a certain white feels that he can help secretly.

Pretend to hang out casually.

The villagers who came to help with the ceremony were curious about where the beautiful girl came from, wearing fake ears and antlers. The young guy wandered by the side of the road and refused to go, and was too embarrassed to come forward to say hello.

Go to the paper man and paper cow and look around...

Whose funeral paper figurine paper cow can be consecrated by an auspicious dragon, it can be regarded as a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.

noon.

Zhenbei, who was dressed in hemp and filial piety, found Bai Yujun on the side of the road.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me a lot, I have written down this love, you are my friend."

"It's nothing, you... mourn and change."

"..."

There was silence for a while, and the young Zhenbei looked haggard and sad. In fact, Bai Yujun respected Zhenbei very much. He has lived for nine generations. He didn't have a ruthless self-esteem like some people and ignored his parents and relatives, but put filial piety first.

Hundreds of good filial piety first, kneeling up to the heavens and earth to kneel down to parents, the appearance of kneeling is not ashamed.

With a flick of his hand, he took out a burrito from the storage bag, cast a spell to heat it, and handed it to Zhenbei, giving him an additional apple.

"Eat, you must be hungry after kneeling for a long time. How can you be filial if you don't have the strength."

"Okay……"

Take over the familiar burritos and apples, and eat them slowly, the taste is like chewing wax.

Eating and eating, tears streaming down my face, tears mixed with burrito into my mouth, holding half a burrito and apple choked...

"I used to see my mother waiting for me at the door wearing an apron every day when I came home from school, making potatoes and stewing cabbage. It's not very delicious, but it never makes me hungry..."

"I have lived for several lifetimes, and the flames of war have been scattered, and my son wants to support but his parents are not there..."

"In this life, I finally have a family and my parents can fulfill my filial piety, but... my mother has suffered too much. For more than ten years, high blood pressure has caused coronary heart disease, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease, kidney disease, and arteriosclerosis. She takes medicine every day. Life is very tiring, she only hopes to see her son get married, have a family, become a grandmother and hold a grandson..."

"My father is a poor peasant, and a month's salary for a road worker is only enough for my mother to take medicine."

"Actually, my grades are good, but I don't dare to go to school. It costs a lot of money to go to school. You don't know how painful it is for me to sit in the classroom every day."

"That's my mother's life-saving medicine..."

"She said that even if she died, she would support me in college, and told me to study hard and not worry about my family, but I can't do it! I really can't do it!"

"Every pen, every book, every meal, is my mother's life money..."

Bai Yujun quietly listened to Zhenbei's painful remarks, telling about the fate of an ordinary poor farmer. Everyone has their own choices. Zhenbei really can't make his parents use life-saving money for him to study and go to school. Even if he is admitted to university, his mother How can you feel at ease when you are suffering because you have no money to buy medicine?

The future can go all out, and there is only one mother.

Zhenbei raised his head and tried not to cry~www.wuxiamtl.com~ pursed his lips hard, not handsome, but determined, full of blood and tears.

"The day I dropped out of school, my parents beat me, it was very painful, but I was very happy, and now I really hope to beat me again..."

"When I go to work in the city, except for the meal money, I send it home to my mother for treatment. Just now, my father said that my mother saved the money for me to marry a daughter-in-law, and I can't spend it randomly..."

"My mother shouldn't have left so early. I remember a movie line, there is only one disease in the world, the disease of poverty..."

"..."

Bai Yujun is silent, Zhenbei is very powerful, he is really crazy, and there are few people in the world who can stop him, but he doesn't want his parents to get involved in that world, and he wants to work honestly and earn money to treat his mother. underestimated reality.

Poverty is a tragedy that many people cannot escape in their lifetime.

What poverty is not terrible is pure nonsense. When you are so poor that you can't even spend money on medical treatment, you know that it is not terrible.

Wiping her tears with her dirty sleeves, she looked at Bai Yujun.

"Boss Bai, are you going away? How long will you be going?"

"Go out and see the world, and continue to do business in another place. If you are willing to set up a stall, you can exchange the cart for you at a low price."

"Forget it, I can only move bricks and not mix noodles. Remember to call me when you come back."

"Okay, I will."

Zhenbei and Bai Yujun said goodbye and went back to the courtyard to continue burning paper and keeping the spirit.

Standing outside the gate, you can see the bright red coffin in the distance, it is very dazzling, and the paper banners at the door are fluttering with black paper ash flying into the sky...

Bai Yujun disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared before, and reappeared on the top of Binggou Mountain, once again taking a look at the remote mountain village where he grew up as a child.

"Life is like a play, and it will come to an end."

The more I see life and death, the firmer the determination to become immortal and immortal, and to live well.

Salute...the self who strives to live, and everyone who strives to live.

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