New White Snake Asking Immortals

The majestic bearded old man in brocade clothes walked out of the ward.

Turning a blind eye to the greetings from the family members in the mansion, he lowered his head and hurried on the road in a dull manner. When he went out, he took the gold and drove away in a carriage.

The old servant who drove the carriage asked.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Ankang Square, West City, 300 steps south of Fuqing Building, looking for a woman selling umbrellas at a street stall on the river bank..."

"Here."

The old horse drove through the morning market in the early morning. The filthy smell in the city was washed away by the continuous rain day and night. The white-haired man saw off the black-haired man, feeling overwhelmed with grief, otherwise, why would he go out in person because of a mere dream.

In addition to looking for the misty and expensive paper umbrella, I came out to get some air by the way.

The heavy rain stopped but it was still drizzle. The mattress in the car was damp and it was uncomfortable to sit on.

"Osmanthus moon, oh..."

The carriage swayed and creaked forward, passed through the bustling morning market and went straight to the West Market.

After the heavy rain dissipated, the clouds remained, and the water in the potholes was muddy, and the wooden wheels ran over and broke the calmness of the puddles.

By the river, there was no fire.

Even if it rained lightly, she couldn't continue to set up a stall to sell roasted sweet potatoes. Bai Yujun planned to stay for a few days to analyze and sort out the information, so she simply continued to set up a stall to sell umbrellas.

As for the monkeys...

Lying under the willow tree and sleeping soundly.

No baked sweet potatoes, no walnuts, peanuts and sesame stuffing dough.

Housheng suddenly found that life became meaningless and boring.

There are nine oil-paper umbrellas that look like exquisite works of art, white, red, blue, and even paintings with landscapes and clouds. Ordinary people can't see through the mystery, and ordinary monks can't understand it. The magic hidden in it is mysterious and mysterious.

Monkeys use willow trees to shelter from the rain, and they are not afraid of being struck to death by lightning. In fact, it is rare for a monkey to hide from the rain under a tree and be struck to death by lightning.

On the contrary, many people were struck by lightning in the open space.

Today, she changed into a coarse cloth long skirt, dressed as an ordinary girl, with coarse cloth strips in her hair, holding a white paper umbrella in one hand to shelter from the rain and reading in the other. Of course, the umbrella in her hand is a real weapon.

The drizzle and slanting wind soaked the time.

Noisy pedestrians, running around for a living.

On rainy days, stay in a small corner of the world and do your own thing. An umbrella is enough to listen to the crackling of willow branches raining on the ground.

The monkey scratched its back and turned over, curled up and fell asleep.

Bai Yujun raised her head with a feeling in her heart.

In front of a rich merchant's carriage parked at the stall, the old coachman helped an old man who was older than him get out of the carriage. A certain Bai raised his eyebrows and did not raise his head. He silently deduced and calculated in his heart, always feeling that there was a little more unexpected gain.

There are several other umbrella shops on the street, but the old man found that there are only nine umbrellas in this stall.

and……

Know something extraordinary at a glance.

Recalling that the dream that the only son said is somewhat real, but I don't know whether it is the evil spirits who set him up or whether it is really magical.

"This girl, the old man came here to buy an umbrella, I don't know..."

The old man hesitated to speak.

He really can't confirm whether the girl who bought the umbrella is really related to the dream. He can ask the price of the umbrella first. If the price is ten taels of gold, it must be right. Exotics only.

Bai Yujun closed the book and glanced at it.

The old man mentioned his intention, so he gave Bai Yujun the starting point for deduction calculations, watching the fortune-telling and focusing on the past and the future, mere mortals, seeing that he has no pressure in his past and present lives.

Freckled face look at old man with white hair.

"Buy an umbrella?"

"Exactly, may I ask the price of the umbrella..."

"Before, it was sold for ten taels of gold, but this vendor adheres to the principle of fair trade and no deceit. If you want to get more, you have to pay more, so the price has increased."

He gestured upwards with the hand holding the book and shrugged.

"This... twenty taels of gold?"

Bai Yujun shook her little hand holding the book with her index finger up at the old man,

The clouds are calm and the wind is light.

"No, no, now and then, gold is good, but I don't need it. If you can sell umbrellas that I'm interested in, it's not a problem. Of course, if the value is high, I can buy one and get one free. How about it~ "

"..."

Staring at the nine umbrellas in front of him, the old man's face was heavy. He could be sure that this woman must be related to the dream, but he couldn't tell whether it was a miracle or intentional poisoning. If it was the latter, it would be no different from kidnapping and blackmailing.

He knew there were monsters and goblins in the world, but as a mortal, he didn't dare to provoke them easily.

When Bai saw the other party's wink, he couldn't guess what it meant, and immediately got up annoyed.

"Yo~ You think I'm a robber, right? The umbrella is not for sale! Love someone! Hurry up and stay away from my booth so as not to delay the business! Do you think the protection fee of ten copper coins for half a month is for nothing?"

The old man and the coachman almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and even paid protection money to the ruffian?

At the same time, perhaps feeling that the real dragon was dissatisfied, the sky was overcast with thunder and thunder!

rumbling...

"Miss, calm down, this old man is thinking wildly, I really don't know what you are interested in, so please let me know~"

Hearing this, Moubai sat back on the bamboo stool again.

Open your mouth lazily.

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

After finishing speaking, I will stop talking, and I will stop talking here. If the transaction can be completed, it will be successful. At worst, it will take some time to find it slowly.

The old man in brocade clothes froze for a moment, as if he remembered something, his face was a little hesitant, as if he was weighing the importance of the life of his only son and that thing, his face was tangled.

I bowed to the girl selling umbrellas.

"Please allow this old man to consider it carefully, and tell... to leave."

The girl reading a book waved the book and didn't bother to say hello, the boy under the willow tree turned around and pouted, the nine umbrellas were still neatly arranged and hard to sell.

The rain was dull, and the carriage walked back slowly.

"Master, is that thing really more important than the young master's life? The girl is right, there is no time in life to force it."

"It is enough to have grandchildren. Leaving that thing may change the future of the family. Compared with the rise and fall of a family's blood, one person's life is insignificant. As for the umbrella girl..."

The old man in brocade clothes hesitated.

Before, he had a faint feeling that he would not attack secretly, but now he is a little uncertain.

The old coachman looked hesitant, he always felt that the master had changed, he was never so ruthless and cold-blooded at the beginning, after several decades, after getting old, he has become a life-saver.

The carriage creaked and returned, the old horse knew the way, wobbled and quickly returned to the mansion.

After removing the shaft from the cage, the old coachman gritted his teeth and went to the backyard...

Not long after, the female relatives who were crying in the scholar's ward rushed into the carriage with a box in their hands, and the carriage went out of the gate at full speed, riding fast in the rain. Not long after the carriage left, another luxurious and noble carriage stopped in front of the gate.

The visitors were not nobles but staff members, and all the men in the mansion lined up on both sides of the door to greet them.

The man with the beard gets out of the car.

The proud face greeted each other with the old man in brocade suits. The carriage had the logo of the palace. Even the servants of the palace staff still had more status than the owner of the wealthy businessman. After entering the living room, the staff of the palace said what they wanted after retreating from everyone.

"My lord agrees to your suggestion, but I want one thing. You understand what a certain person is talking about."