New White Snake Asking Immortals

The dragon and snake once appeared near the mound where the real body fought.

The sky is still dry. It has been many years. The once fertile land has now become an inaccessible wasteland. It may take a day to meet a few refugees who escaped from the military disaster.

The one-armed vicissitudes of the old farmer worked hard on the farm and cared for the seedlings carefully.

With a focused expression, as if he was taking care of his own child, he swung farm tools with his remaining arms, bent over and hunched over to do farm work, and sprinkled the fields with sweat or tears...

The sun is scorching, the ground is covered with thorns, and the wind blows up the dust. The old man squats on the ridge of the field, stares at the seedlings and sighs.

The torn cotton coat on his body is like a treasure in the hands of an antique expert. It has been covered with a thick layer of starch. It's not that he doesn't want to wash it, but he really can't bear to waste water.

"I still don't understand, alas..."

He thought about it for many years, but he couldn't figure out what the last sentence of the dragon and snake meant.

The two brothers died in the hands of the dragon and snake. Later, the Tang Dynasty disappeared. The one-armed man asked many people over the years, but no one could tell him the answer. He returned to this place to think quietly in confusion. Then there is the powerful monk, with messy hair, unkempt face and calloused hands.

A few outsiders appeared near the mound of soil, looking at the mountains and rivers with a compass in their hands for inspiration.

The old man still sat on the ground with a sad face and thought quietly, without looking at the few tomb robbers from other places.

There are too many rebels in the chaotic world, and there is no money left to support an army, so they have to borrow money from the underground dead. Tomb robbers are rampant. The tomb robbers who used to hide in the shadows are now upright and even have official status. They dig everywhere without knowing it. Where did all that money go.

The tomb robber didn't bother to talk to the old man.

He's just a poor, destitute, disabled old man. It looks like he won't even live until the end of the year, so there's no need to care.

After searching for a long time with a compass in hand, he finally came to the old man. Looking at the mountains and rivers, he confirmed the location of the robbery hole. The leader was a frail man holding a compass. After confirming the location, several other strong men stepped forward.

The old farmer watched them take out various tools from the backpack, such as short shovels and other strange things.

The strong men teased the old peasants.

"Old man~ study hard,

Learn how to protect your next life without worrying about food and drink~haha~"

The unkempt old man smiled, not feeling annoyed, but feeling sorry for the seedlings trampled by them, at least a few bowls of rice were gone, that's all, he should pay taxes to the landlord who bought the donkey.

The speed of digging the hole was very fast, and several people took turns to work while cupping tea to steal the hole and go deep into the ground.

The frail man calculated through the mountains and ancient rivers that there is a large tomb underground, and he also knew the approximate identity of the owner of the tomb. He couldn't hide his excitement at the thought of the money he was about to get, and the sloppy old man became the best object to show off.

Regardless of whether the other party can understand or not, he can't stop talking on his own.

The old man laughed.

The lower back was a little itchy, and the rough hands full of calluses lifted the torn cotton coat and scratched hard a few times. The rough nails scratched the old skin and made a crackling sound. After scratching hard a few times, I felt comfortable. Whether the frail man disliked it or not, he skillfully picked out the skin flakes from his fingernails with two fingers and bounced them away.

When something was found in the cave, several strong men all got in.

There was a slight vibration from the ground, and it returned to calm. The old man knew that the terrifying existence that had been resting and sleeping in the ancient tomb had awakened, and he hoped that he would not be affected by these idiots.

Suddenly, a slender white hand stretched out from the hole, grabbed the edge and tried harder, as if trying to crawl out of the hole.

The frail man was so stunned that he didn't even notice that the compass in his hand fell to the ground.

A long-haired woman in white clothes climbed out of the robbery hole dug by a few strong fellows just now. She was half asleep and half awake, her hair was a little messy, and her hair was disheveled...

Bai Yujun felt baffled.

The tomb robbers dug underground and suddenly found a passage. They thought that a certain senior stepped in first, but they never expected to meet a woman with long hair in white clothes in the cave. Then, a murder occurred in the narrow cave. For a monster snake with red eyes, it is simply a disaster in life.

The frail man was terrified.

"Are you a human or a ghost? In broad daylight, the sky is bright and the sky is bright, so don't mess around...!"

This question is easy to answer.

"I'm not human."

Grab the head of the tomb robber and easily twist the neck, throw it into the robbery hole behind him without turning his head, and then kick two feet, the hole collapses and fills everything in the cave. As a tomb robber, dying in the hole is a worthy death.

Pat the dust and turned to look at the one-armed old man, not sensitive to the starched cotton robe.

"What year is it?"

"The world is in chaos, and there is no year name. It has been more than three years since the Tang Dynasty fell."

Sleep for three years? Time is becoming more and more worthless. It seems that the celestial disaster has not ended and even the three disaster stars have not disappeared. It is said that muddy water is easy to fish, but there is too much mud in the water, not only no fish, but also sinking yourself.

He wiped off the dust, took out his straw hat and put it on, lifted the wind and sand, covered his face with a white cloth, bent over and squeezed the dirt, and jumped and jumped. The old farmer didn't know what this big monster was doing, but felt that some inexplicable changes were happening to the earth .

"Your Excellency, you haven't told me how to make the world peaceful."

"I've said it before." A certain snake said without raising its head.

The old man shook his head, looking confused.

"But I don't understand. After asking many people and thinking about it for many years, I still don't understand."

Bai Yujun paused, feeling a little sorry for this former imperial general, who had struggled with a problem for many years and refused to give up. Unfortunately, he would never understand.

"Because you are too stiff, like those old bacon zombies in the coffin, stiff, rotten, and lifeless."

"Stiff...rotten..."

The sloppy and vicissitudes old man understands that the Central Plains have remained unchanged for countless years, stiff like a zombie skull with white hair, smelly and hard, stubbornly rotting on this land, dynasties have changed, it is just another name to take a breather and continue to rot , and even use their own lives to defend this corruption and make everyone keep old.

After thinking about it, what he felt was a deep sense of powerlessness, he couldn't do anything, he was decadent and depressed.

Bai Yujun was still busy, patting and kicking.

Changing the geomantic veins will make this piece of Feng Shui mediocre, with no advantages or disadvantages. After the earth gas is changed, several hills and rocks in the distance will collapse and change the mountains. In the future, when the river water recovers, it will even change the river course. Since then, no one will be able to find this ancient tomb. Although it is unremarkable, it avoids the worry of being stolen. It is regarded as the cost of staying overnight.

The old man sighed, picked up the hoe and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something.

"Your Excellency, countless heroes are looking for you. There are rumors that whoever wins the real dragon wins the world."

"thanks for reminding."

The old figure walked away with a hoe on his shoulder, feeling indescribably bleak.

Bai Yujun is well aware of the impact her actions have had on those ambitious people. It is estimated that countless people have tried their best to search around. Now she is worth more than the legendary jade seal of the country. How the hell does she know what the plague-stricken bastard has conceived? What's on my mind, let's find a place to avoid the limelight.

The wind blew yellow dust, and the girl in white held down the straw hat and leaned forward to measure the earth step by step.

"Sand got into my mouth... Bah!" the new white snake asked the fairy