New White Snake Asking Immortals

The rain hits the banana leaves with sorrow.

In front of the door, Zhang Wan stared at the misty mist with a sense of loss, her eyes were confused, she occasionally reached out to stroke her swollen abdomen, only the fetus in her womb could restore her spirit a little.

Ever since I was sensible and remembered, I stayed in the attic and worked as a female celebrity all day long, until my mother told me that I was going to marry a young man surnamed Wang in Wangjiaji. At that time, I had expectations. There is shyness and reluctance.

But he never knew what that person looked like. When he came to the door, he had to stay in the boudoir and couldn't come out. He didn't know anything and it was all up to his parents.

Sewing wedding dresses, embroidery, staying at home and not going out.

What is the world outside the door like...

When the auspicious day arrives, there are beatings and knocks outside, and you can't see anything when you cover your head. You follow the matchmaker closely, do whatever you ask, and then sit alone in the deserted bridal chamber and wait.

In the evening, for the first time, Zhang Wan saw a man whom she would depend on for the rest of her life.

I can't say whether I like it or not, I have never seen outsiders since I was sensible, maybe this is a woman's life, growing up in a muddleheaded way and getting married, I thought I could live a whole life in a muddleheaded way, but luck is so good, I am the only one in my life His reliance was harmed by others...

The sky is falling.

Kefukezi, extinct, widowed...

He was in a daze until he knew that he had a baby in his womb, and his life finally had a glimmer of light.

Then, the girl surnamed Bai followed by her side all the time.

Looking at the busy girl in the grass pavilion in the courtyard, there are many questions that I want to say but can't say. The girl surnamed Bai seems to be indifferent to everything, um, now she only cares about gold bars.

Infinite melancholy turned into a light sigh.

"Oh...if only the rain would stop for a while..."

Bai Yujun looked back at Zhang Wan.

"Okay, let's stop for a while and wait until noon."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and continued to work, Zhang Wan thought that she was just talking casually to make herself happy, except for being indifferent, she was actually a good person, maybe all tall people were like this.

Suddenly, the rain stopped...

Zhang Wan was stunned,

Looking at the sky, it was still gloomy, and Bai Yujun was still making oiled paper umbrellas around the sidelines in the grass pavilion in the courtyard.

Why... why did the rain suddenly stop?

After thinking about it, I thought it might be a coincidence. Such a supernatural event beyond the scope of understanding was not taken to heart. It was good when the rain stopped. The old lady kept talking about digging some lotus roots to make sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice.

In the pavilion, Bai Yujun put the umbrella stand aside, picked up another paper umbrella that had been painted with tung oil, and started painting.

Seriously drew a very lazy sheep demon...

The old lady went out with a bamboo basket, saying that she was going to dig lotus roots. Bai Yujun thought it would be better to catch a few more fish and add vegetables. Eating only lotus root would be too bland and tasteless in the mouth, or kill the chicken and make a pot of stewed chicken with bamboo fungus.

Send the painted paper umbrellas into the house and wait to dry. Recently, the rainy weather has had a great impact on the production of paper umbrellas.

When the rain stopped, people in the village were busy with their work. They took advantage of the rain to finish the delayed work. The four brothers of the Wang family lost their landlord’s big house and had to temporarily live in a few dilapidated thatched houses. They couldn’t build new houses during the rainy season. , as if completely forgot that the deceased younger brother had a widow.

noon.

The old lady cooked a lot of dishes, and a few people sat around eating together, and it began to drizzle outside the window again.

Zhang Wan looked out the window and then at Bai Yujun, dumbfounded...

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Bai Yujun relied on deception for another two months.

Zhang Wan is about to give birth in about a month, and the star energy machine that was originally concealed and concealed has become faintly visible again. Bai Yujun made some calculations and felt that it is possible for the child to completely hide after the child is born and no one can see it.

It is rumored that many great people have auspicious omens when they come into the world, for example, when a certain person was born, there was a strange fragrance of ganoderma lucidum growing on the pillars of the house, or the colorful clouds fell from the sky on the roof, or crows screaming foretelling the birth of wicked people. Know whether it is true or not.

Bai Yujun was very tired.

Disrupting the dragon veins of one side of the earth without harming the people, disturbing the Qi machine and disturbing the search of some uninvited guests, I don't know how long it can be hidden, but it is certain that the child must not stop before the birth.

Move a stool, wear a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and sit by the lake to fish.

Zhang Wan is too fragile to be frightened, Bai Yujun uses the disordered energy of the earth veins to cover her whereabouts, and lures the enemy in the future to the lake to solve it, and does not know whether the comer has money and how much property, life is not easy. It is a shortcut to making a fortune.

Gently shake the bamboo pole, throw the fishhook far away, rest your chin with your palm and wait slowly for the fish to take the bait.

The mist sticks to the surface of the lake and floats towards the distant mountains, and the girl in white clothes sitting by the lake is looming. Having a lake is equivalent to fighting at home, doubling the normal combat effectiveness.

By the lake, the dozing Bai Yujun opened her Danfeng eyes.

"Unexpectedly, the first one to come to the door is the evil thing. It has some skills, and it is much better than any big sect."

He looked up at the dark cloudy sky.

"The sun covers it, and any ghosts dare to jump out, and it really can't see the light."

Draw water vapor and condense a slender horizontal knife beside him. With a light flick of the finger, the water knife flies away with a whining sound of breaking through the air, clinging to the water surface and rolling the mist into the distance.

Now Yujian is used very smoothly, I still remember that I only learned the sword sucking technique back then.

Yu Jian is really stylish, taking the head of a person thousands of meters away, I don't know how those rookies who have studied Yu Jian's skills know that a certain monster is better than them.

In the distance, a gentle scholar who was on his way looked up and saw something flying towards him...

The picture in front of his eyes shook wildly, what the scholar saw before he died was a honeysuckle in the grass.

After the scholar's death, the corpse rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The rotten flesh was pitch black, and the ghostly ghost howled, while the water knife that had passed through the chest collapsed and turned into water.

It's not worth drawing a knife for evil cultivators during the Qi refining period, Bai Yujun just threw a water knife and ignored it.

The float swayed, lightly flicked the bamboo pole and picked up a five-jin big carp, skillfully removed the hook and put it into the bamboo pole, changed the bait and continued fishing.

The intrusion of that low-level evil cultivator seemed to have broken the tranquility of Wangjiaji.

What's funny is that the first ones to find were the evil cultivators and the devil cultivators. The evil spirits always have some special ways to get there first. Bai Yujun felt sad for those great sects.

A sigh from the lake.

"Sigh... if you have a heavy weapon on your body, it will make your grandson look good."

Without heavy weapons, I always feel that there is something missing in the life of a snake. It is too awkward to play magic. Snakes are born to fight in close combat. I like to see heavy weapons smashing the enemy's skulls.

Three days later, Moxiu came to commit the crime.

The Demon Sect hibernates in the Central Plains, inhales human essence, blood and soul to practice magic arts, and constantly causes disasters and troubles. From the Nanyuan Lake War more than two hundred years ago to the Southern Wilderness War more than ten years ago, there are shadows of the Demon Sect. Will do, there are a lot of bad things, since the birth of the human race will definitely have to come to meddle, it doesn't matter whether it is successful or not, whether there is fruit on the tree or not, first hit a few poles and then talk about it.

There was a fight on the water surface in the east of the lake.

The lake water was turbulent and booming, and the mist was stirring, accompanied by the roar of beasts...

in the mist.

Bai Yujun stepped on the lake water and slashed down fiercely with the water vapor!

Cut off the magic weapon, the sharp blade cut to the chest!

"You...you are Chunyang...the third disciple of Qingxu..."

Moxiu knew who the other party was before he died, but it was too late.

"Correct answer, no reward."

Pulling out the knife, brought out a handful of blood, swiped the knife again and sliced ​​the head in half. The Jindanqi Moxiu, who had been around for many years, died in this ordinary small village.

Moxiu was furious, and gathered all his soul power to attack Bai Yujun before his consciousness dissipated!

There is no fighting in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there is no danger of being robbed. That kind of cultivation method is completely untouchable at the current level. Bai Yujun just used the pure yang formula to break up the soul force.

From the beginning of the fight to the end, the whole process took less than a cup of tea.

They searched for the corpse and took away all valuables. Afraid of polluting the lake, they dug a pit and buried it in a place with bad feng shui, and went back to the lake to fish.

The breeze slowly spread the dense fog, and the villagers did not see the fighting scene just now. They only heard loud noises from the other side of the lake, and they thought it was someone setting off firecrackers.

He straightened the coir raincoat with his slender hands, trying to hide his body under the coir raincoat as much as possible to save himself from the rain, but did not show his talent.

The big white goose swam past.

The white geese like to raise their necks high and scream loudly. A group of big white geese swim past, leaving a pure white goose feather that falls off.

Bai Yujun tried hard not to imagine big goose stewed in an iron pot, and decided to go back tonight and make a pot of spicy boiled fish, adding more peppercorns to enhance the taste, alas, the spicy taste will affect the sense of smell...

In the evening, put away the fishing rod and return to the small courtyard with the fish basket.

The night in the mountains is very dark, the small house is illuminated by faint candlelight, several women and a monster gather around the brazier to eat boiled fish, Bai Yujun made it herself, the taste is strong, and you can use spicy spicy to remove moisture and activate blood, every day is cloudy and rainy Almost got rheumatoid arthritis.

The carp is very big, no medicine or feed is used in the fish pond.

During the meal, Zhang Wan occasionally stared at Bai Yujun, as if she had something on her mind.

After the meal, when the others fell asleep, Zhang Wan tiptoed to Bai Yujun who was still painting the paper umbrella, and quietly watched the brushes draw strange paintings on the oil-paper umbrella.

After Bai Yujun finished drawing an umbrella, she put it aside and took another one to continue drawing.

a long time.

"Miss Bai."

"Um."

The hands are constantly moving, drawing landscapes or...a particularly lazy sheep demon stroke by stroke.

"I saw you fighting with others, are you protecting me?"

"Yes."

"I'm just an ordinary country woman, why would someone harm me..."

Zhang Wan asked again, she didn't understand, she didn't understand why her life changed, it became strange and frightening.

Hearing this, Bai Yujun paused for a moment, thinking about how to answer.

"Fate, everyone has their own destiny, it is predestined by God, you can't escape, all you can do is to face it and not give up, your destiny is destined to be extraordinary in the future, you need to wait for many years."

Rarely say a lot at once.

"Can you keep me..."

"Do my best. If I can't beat the opponent... I wish I could be better off."

Zhang Wan smiled bitterly. She didn't know the real purpose of Bai Yujun helping her, nor her real identity, but she knew that she was indeed protecting herself with all her heart. What would she do if she failed?

Fate, each person has his own destiny, and the only thing he can do is to accept his fate.

Hope she wins...