New White Snake Asking Immortals

It rains in March of Qingming, and willows are like smoke by the West Lake.

Every year during the Ching Ming Festival, the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou will go outing together, small bridges, misty rain, awning boats, and tourists on the embankment holding oil-paper umbrellas to enjoy the misty misty rain locking the scenery of the West Lake.

The white mist on the water surface is like a boat sailing through the sea of ​​clouds, making it impossible to see the green mountains on the other side.

The poet became very popular with poetry, poured a glass of fine wine, half drunk and half awake, and claimed to be the immortal of wine.

There are many tourists, admiring the flowers and weeping willows, the spring breeze is warm and the spring water is pleasant, even the young lady who has not left the cabinet will come to the lakeside for a spring outing accompanied by her family and maidservants.

It is rare to see thousands of people swimming around the lake with umbrellas, and Bai must like it very much.

The umbrella hawker business is booming.

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

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

Nineteen years later, the swaddling child grew up to be a handsome young man in Yushu. Today, he dressed up specially for the outing in the lake. His hair was fixed with a smooth wooden hairpin. He wore a typical scholar-official robe and held a folding fan to show his helplessness.

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

Originally, the three of them agreed to go outing together today, but the brother-in-law and sister had too much fun and left with a paper umbrella, leaving Xu Xian without an umbrella looking at the rain and sighing.

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

Helpless, I had no choice but to wait for the rain to stop or to go back to the city. I stood there for a long time and didn't even see a single acquaintance.

I wanted to imitate those poets in reciting a poem, but after holding back for a long time, I found that I could only make some simple prescriptions, but could not compose poems at all.

The willow buds are newly born, the tender green exudes a faint unique smell, and the grass sprouts, but there is a fat rabbit gnawing on the grass buds and flower seedlings unscrupulously, and the three-petal mouth chews gently to swallow the spring greenness, harming the lawn saplings...

The mist is azure, filling the Su Causeway of West Lake like a fairyland.

The rain is light.

Xu Xian heaved a sigh of relief, and left the big tree to take the opportunity to enjoy the spring scenery.

The fog is getting thicker and even covering the stone bridge, and 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 scenery.

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

Xu Xian felt that it was not too rainy to go back to the city, so he strolled leisurely along the embankment, and thought the stone bridge was beautiful, so he went to play. Countless people walked across the bridge steps. Don't have a taste for days.

As I was walking, a girl in a white dress passed by with an umbrella...

For a moment, Xu Xian felt inexplicably sad.

ding~

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

Picking up the hosta, he called to stop the girl.

"Girl~ Your hairpin fell off~"

The girl in white with the umbrella stopped, her thick long hair was black as ink covering her slender back, the two white ribbons behind her head swayed in the wind, she paused slightly, and turned around slowly...

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

Xu Xian was dumbfounded.

So beautiful, just like a person in a painting, slender and graceful, with a small waist full of water snakes, a face with goose fat and red lips, eyebrows like ink and a painting like autumn water, indescribably soft and pure, wearing a white dress, in this misty rain The world is not like the world, the fairy falls into the mortal world.

Bai Yujun looked curiously at this person who was destined for Qingming West Lake, and tilted her head habitually.

"Thank you son~"

Whispered softly.

He reached out to take the hairpin, smiled at him, turned around and walked away slowly.

"Gu..."

I was about to call the girl to stop, but suddenly remembered that she couldn't be rude because she wasn't relatives, and stood there for a long time watching the girl walking into the white mist and drifting away, feeling suddenly empty in her heart.

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

Gradually, over the years, the girl with blurred dreams has become more and more clear. It is the girl just now...

"Ugh……"

Sigh, a little more worry in my heart.

the other side.

The fat rabbit continued to harm Cao Ya, watching people quarrel with squinting eyes.

Xu Jiaorong grabbed Li Daniu's ear and yelled loudly, who was quite like a tigress,

Tangtang catches the head is a well-known interesting story of a strict wife. His martial arts are so strong and strong that he can't match his wife at home. Who knows if Li Daniu, the headhunter, enjoys it. There are thousands of people in the world who have their own aspirations.

"I blame you for insisting on seeing some poet's poems! You can wield knives and sticks all day long and know how to write well?"

"Husband... Madam, calm down, I didn't expect to leave the Chinese language for my husband... You listen to my explanation, ouch... Take it easy~ don't tire Madam's tender hands~"

Unexpectedly, Li Daniu could say such elegant words as Rou Niu Xiaoshou, and immediately, the onlookers booed viciously.

Xu Jiaorong was secretly happy, but she still pretended to be fierce to scare off the onlookers.

"What are you looking at! What happened to the love between our husband and wife!"

Li Daniu turned around at the right time, smiled and waved, and the idlers scattered. The couple stood under the tree and continued to interrogate and be interrogated.

"Madam, calm down. The rain has lightened and the wind has stopped. Maybe Han Wen will go back to the city first. He is nineteen years old and can take care of himself. Don't worry, Madam~"

Xu Jiaorong let go of Daniu and sighed, showing sadness.

"I'm sorry for my younger brother, both of his parents died...and now he's thrown by the lake and returns to the city by himself... so pitiful..."

It’s okay for the madam to be angry, once she shows this expression, Li Daniu will be stunned, so she finally made the madam happy, the two of them took the boat back to the city with an umbrella, and Li Daniu held two umbrellas under his arm...

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 watched from afar.

There were many young ladies who went out to play today, and when they saw Xu Xian's handsomeness, 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 after traveling for a long time, and I feel inexplicably melancholy.

Maybe, this is the lack of fate...

Near noon, the figure was still not found, the sky turned clear and rainy, Xu Xian had no choice but to summon the black boat to return to the city, but felt regretful and a little sad.

The boatman punted the boat with the sound of rushing water, and the small black-covered boat slowly left the shore.

Sudden!

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

"Boater! Come to the shore! Someone wants to take a boat!"

The boat docked, and Bai Yujun lifted her skirt to get on the boat. Xu Xian, who was stretching out her hand to help her, was a little embarrassed. She closed her oil-paper umbrella and got into the awning, face to face with the legendary largest sinkhole in history. The number of fates that people modify without authorization is uncertain and full of variables. This kind of situation often happens to people who often deal with high-level monks.

It was impossible for him to go and communicate with those powerful people, but some people who were unwilling to settle down had an impact on this poor man.

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

He was on the same boat with the beautiful woman, but his face was reddish with embarrassment.

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

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