New White Snake Asking Immortals

Rapeseed flowers are blooming all over the mountains.

Wearing yellow calyx, childish children laugh happily chasing yellow butterflies, flying into cauliflower and finding nowhere to look.

Leisurely walk through the small roads on the ridges of the fields, through the sea of ​​rapeseed flowers, the clear white sky, and the old houses with mottled white walls at the foot of the mountains in the distance.

The dog barking on the bamboo fence means a guest comes, and the smoke rises and you know you will go home.

The tired-looking Bai Yujun was holding a bamboo flute, and the sound of the flute followed the wind.

Suddenly, it has been three years, and I am exhausted physically and mentally. I just want to find a place to sit down, rest my feet, be in a daze, and bask in the sun.

Passing by the old well of the mountain spring under the slope.

The spring well is two feet deep, and the water flowing out of the rock cracks is cool and clear. The well water overflows and flows along the ditch. The running water is drinkable. Remember not to drink still stagnant water in the wild, unless you have no choice and are too thirsty to hold back.

He lifted his skirt and squatted by the well.

Pick a broad leaf and fold it twice to become a simple green leaf natural water cup.

Swipe the fallen leaves across the water.

Take a handful of clear spring.

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The cool spring water dispels the heat, and the skin on the reddish pretty face returns to normal, the dryness subsides, and the tiredness of running around for several days is also swept away. Sometimes life should be simple, eat when hungry, sleep sleepy, and drink when thirsty Water, maybe, I am one of the few gods who drink mountain springs.

Pull out the gourd and fill it with water for drinking on the way.

Fold a long blade of grass from the well, tie a knot, and throw it into the mountain spring well.

There are many sayings.

The meaning of the superstitious point is to thank the spring water, tie a grass ring to repay, or use it as money to reward the well spring, and respect the meaning of heaven and earth.

People who don't believe in immortals think this is a sign.

Let the latecomers know that the well is non-toxic and do not need to worry about being persecuted.

Each has its own reasons, do whatever you want.

Jingle bells.

Several caravans came along the winding dirt road,

Straw hats, coir raincoats, woodcutting knives, thin horses on ancient roads, carrying large bags of goods for trafficking, travel and dust, old horses follow their masters and bow their heads on the road, the wind and rain are ahead, this journey may be a lifetime...

Bai Yujun restrained her breath and passed the caravan.

The caravan knew the location of the well and spring, so they stopped to rest, and all the people and horses had to drink water.

Overheard them talking.

"It's a pity that the old house in Nanwan Village has been idle for so many years. Alas, the high walls and gray tiles are actually haunted. We sleep in the earth temple every time."

"Isn't it? God doesn't care if I live in it and wake up in the middle of the night when it's haunted by ghosts."

The following dirty jokes are automatically filtered.

Meimou glanced at the village.

Unlike a fierce place, there is no evil spirit, but there is a ghost lingering there. Bai Yujun thought for a while and turned to the village.

"What a beautiful village."

Red peppers are dried in rattan baskets on stone walls, and civet cats bask in the sun.

Perhaps there is no need to be wary of young women, and they can easily walk across the wooden bridge into the village and walk slowly.

Mottled and dilapidated old courtyard.

In the shade of the ancient locust trees in front of the door, the big yellow dog is lying on its stomach and squinting its eyes to take a nap, staring at the wooden bridge at the entrance of the village, as if waiting for the owner to return home...

Bai Yujun sat down next to Shidun and took off her cloth boots.

If your feet are sore after walking for a long time, you will feel very comfortable when you take off your shoes, and it is better to step on stones.

Lean against a stone wall.

The sun is warm, and I really want to take a nap.

The big yellow dog was terrified and nervous at first, but still guarded the hospital door and whined. Perhaps it felt that Bai was harmless or felt a terrifying aura. After barking for a while, he lay down again and did not leave the shade of the tree.

Danfeng's beautiful eyes looked lazily at the old locust tree.

"The locust tree is old enough to block the yang energy. It's two hundred years old. It's not easy."

He reached out and touched the dog's head, but the yellow dog didn't dare to move.

"It's safe to hide in the house, you are too fragile."

After finishing speaking, he continued to lie on the stone wall in a daze, watched the rooster climb the wall and the dragonfly landed on the tip of the grass, pulled out the gourd and poured mountain spring water into his mouth to quench his thirst, turned his head to look at the yellow dog, it must have not drunk water for a long time, poor baby.

Take a few glances left and right.

There is a pit on the stone steps at the door, pick up sticks and dig out the dead leaves.

clatter~

pour water.

The yellow dog flicked its tail and lowered its head to drink water, but the water did not decrease...

Bai Yujun stared at the yellow dog, easily staring at the yellow dog's past, it's good to look at the mirror image when the sun is full of sleepiness, drink up the mountain spring water in the gourd, take out the hard dried meat from Sunbangbang to grind his teeth, and throw it to the big yellow dog Bought a right as a movie ticket.

The backtracking mirror is clear.

Chubby little milk dog, waddling and running happily.

One day, a little boy took it home, with stone walls, gray tiles and old locust trees, one person and one dog chasing and running in the rapeseed field, having a very happy day.

Soon, it grew into a mighty big dog.

Until one day, the young guy said a lot to it. Looking back at the mirror image, it was silent. Judging by the mouth shape, it should be that he said that he would come back after two years. Lie at the door and watch the wooden bridge.

Gradually, the old man in the courtyard passed away and was carried up the mountain, leaving the courtyard alone.

The trees are full of buds in spring, and the yellow leaves are withered in autumn.

The puppy at the time was old, the dog's hair was dry and no longer glamorous, one eye was white, and it was also lame. Every day, rain or shine, it still waited quietly at the door...

"Are you stupid if you don't leave when it's time to leave?"

The yellow dog wagged its tail, its head pressed against the ground, half asleep and half awake, squinting its eyes.

Bai Yujun spat out the jerky.

It doesn't matter whether the jerky is hard or not, after all, the teeth are good. The problem is that the taste is unpalatable, which is a pity.

Forget it, it's good to stay for a while.

I have to continue chasing and killing the murderer at night, and sleep more in the afternoon.

Shade moves.

Move from side to side.

Smoke rises from every household, and the villagers who have been working in the farmland return one after another. A group of ducks stagger home. The farmer carries the plow and leads the oxen. The calf seems to be interested in everything after running. weather.

The sound of the flute is delicate and peaceful, and the jade fingers are flexible and soft.

suddenly.

The melodious flute sound stopped abruptly.

Bai Yujun looked up and saw a dead old man entering the village. The yellow dog stood up tremblingly and tried to look around. It seemed that he had also seen the dead soul, and looked at it suspiciously.

Every household lights up butter lamps at dusk, and warm candlelight shines through the doors and windows.

Pet the dog's head.

"Your obsession can be let go tonight, and this old house can also be sold."

Standing up, leaning against the stone wall, raising one foot against the wall, skillfully folded a paper boat out of paper, quietly watching the scene of the mortal beings, maybe... it is the auspiciousness of my own dragon that brings good luck Luckily, this is the case for yellow dogs.

When you get closer, you can see that it is an octogenarian, and tremblingly set foot on a familiar yet unfamiliar homeland.

Walk across the field ridge and walk onto the wooden bridge.

The yellow dog was excited but couldn't believe it.

The old man was very old, his wrinkled face looked like the locust tree at the gate, he walked towards the old house step by step, saw the familiar locust tree and stone wall, and also saw the old yellow dog at the gate.

"Rhubarb...I'm back..."

The yellow dog jumped at the old man.

One person and one dog embraced each other, and the old man cried and whimpered.

The reason why the old house is haunted by ghosts and evil spirits is because the yellow dog guards the house.

It's all over now.

Bai Yujun went to the stream and put the paper boat into the water. The moonlight was reflected by the flowing water at night, and the two ghosts were sucked into the paper boat and floated southwest.

Continue on to the mission.

The real dragon xiaozhu brings auspiciousness, but it goes away soon, which is hard to come by...

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