New White Snake Asking Immortals

A hundred years is like a dream.

The prosperity of life and death turned into vanity in the end, and there has been no news for many years.

Bai Yujun lay lazily reclining in the gazebo of the water pavilion in a daze, watching the lotus essence and the carp essence taking care of the flowers and tending the back garden. I didn't dare to cry after looking at it.

Unknowingly, a hundred years later, the world is strange again, with fewer and fewer acquaintances.

Suddenly there is an illusion of being overwhelmed by the heights...

The pointed ears are raised and listless, and the tail is too lazy to flick and does not move, and it is getting more and more sleepy.

It is said that sleeping too much will affect the intelligence of the brain, I don't know if it is true, anyway, the heads of those demon kings who are sleeping or fighting are not normal.

Bamboo leaves fluttered and fell to the ground silently.

The avenue is impermanent, but the only thing to do is to be firm in your heart.

It is rare and natural that things in the world disturb the heart. Raise your jade hand and play the guqin to play your heart. Some people come and some people go. Maybe this is the rivers and lakes.

The past is gone and never comes back, fallen leaves are long buried in dust, white clouds are drifting in the world and cannot escape their fate.

The guards in front of the Baifu gate changed again and again, the snake spirit babbling under the ancient tree became the general, and the people in the village lived and died alone in the grass.

In fact, the few years when I was a little snake spirit were very fulfilling, and I always worked hard to survive.

Now that the world is invincible, it is a bit lonely. Master ascended to the fairyland and left, and Xu Ling, Yang Mu, Ganwu and others will leave soon, or pass the tribulation and ascend to the immortal class, or fail and die, pass away and enter reincarnation.

Get up and put on the white skirt, lightly leap into the sky with your toes, and go to the ancient village of Yunyao.

The Saintess Mu Duo of Yunyao Ancient Village was promoted because of the holy beast Bai Yujun, but she is a human being, and there is no limit of five hundred years and one thousand years. After the completion of witchcraft, she originally wanted to spend more time with Bai Yujun, but she couldn't help it. too long.

Passing through the sea of ​​clouds, passing the terraced fields to reflect the reflection, and climbing over the mountains.

The ancient village is mottled, moss is covered with stone walls, flowers are blooming, cucurbit silk echoes, and the sun shines on the bamboo building to make it warm.

The steps of the pavilion creaked, creaked, and trembled. It was still the girl in front of the window, bathing in the sun and smiling sweetly. She was wearing elegant and charming Jiuli costumes. She was leaving too...

Lie down on the familiar soft couch, put your chin on your hands and look at Mu Duo.

"Xiaobai, I can't stay with you any longer. I'll see you again in six hundred years."

Raising her hand to touch a certain white hair, she didn't touch the pointed ears and dragon horns. She knew that Xiao Bai didn't like being touched by people's ears and pretty little dragon horns.

Squinting her eyes, Bai Yujun pouted.

"Pay attention to safety when you get there. I have a lot of local products from the Central Plains. You can bring them with you. When you get there, you can give gifts to people. Maybe you will be on the rise from now on~"

"..."

The flowers and branches of Mu Duo's smile trembled wildly, and several small butterflies flew around, which was very beautiful.

A certain Bai is helpless, they are all organized and sheltered above, and they don’t worry about eating melons. It seems that only he can use it in the end. Alas, who made the immortal world dominated by humans after transforming the dragon? It seems that after Jiuli ascended to go It is the territory of the Wu clan, which is very mysterious.

Alas, I don’t want special products, so I took the time to go to the trading area of ​​Guzhai Market to sell them for money.

"Xiaobai, shall we go to the terraced fields to plant rice seedlings?"

For some reason, Mu Duo suddenly made a magical suggestion.

"Huh? Planting seedlings? All right, let me eat those crucian carp in the rice fields~"

"I'll eat it all for you. Bring a pot to make spicy grilled fish. I have agreed in advance that there will be no rainstorms and floods. If I want to play in the water, I will go to the Chiman people to toss to my heart's content, and I am not allowed to invite water monsters to dig mud~"

"Okay, okay~ This is not allowed, and that is not allowed, I didn't mean it~"

Twitter changed into Jiuli costumes and went out in straw sandals, followed the buffaloes on the hillside ridges, carrying bamboo baskets filled with pots, pans and dry firewood, and the small dragon horns covered with silver ornaments dangling around is really beautiful.

If the straw sandals are too inconvenient, they simply take them off and bounce around with their bare, white feet.

The soil is cool and comfortable. When little feet step on the soft mud, the mud slips through the toes and itches. The black anklets on the ankles may not like the mud and occasionally shake off the mud.

Layers of layers of colorful mirrors reflect the blue sky, white clouds and mountains, and reflect a girl with dragon horns and pointed ears who is having fun~

The terraced fields are picturesque, from the river valley to the mountain top shrouded in white clouds, in front of the rocky cliffs beside the verdant forest, hard-working mountain people reclaim rice fields and transplant rice seedlings, and old buffaloes moo and sway.

Walking to the terraced fields exclusive to Mu Duo, I am too lazy to plow the fields with oxen.

The saint watched helplessly as the long tail behind a certain white tossed in the mud, running around barefoot...

"Wow Kaka~ There are really crucian carp~"

Rolling up the sleeves, splashing the muddy water to catch the fish, the little hand quickly pinched the big crucian carp in the palm and laughed, the tail of the fish flicked mud spots all over the face, fortunately the thick long hair was coiled on the head, otherwise I don't know what it would be.

Mu Duo quickly grabbed the crucian carp, and successfully prevented a certain Bai from opening his mouth to swallow it alive.

"Don't eat it raw, it tastes delicious when roasted."

"Oh, OK."

Pull a long piece of grass from the fish's mouth to the gills and tie it tightly, and then string the crucian carp one by one, holding it heavy in the hand, the beautiful eyes of a gluttonous holy beast are bent into crescents.

The saint rolled up her trouser legs and bent over in the muddy water to plant rice seedlings carefully.

Next to it, a holy beast in the late stage of mental illness was running around with a bunch of crucian carp, its teeth and claws twittering, and the water splashed everywhere.

For hundreds of years, they have never forgotten to transplant rice seedlings and harvest rice every year. Food is the most important thing for the people. Only those who are good at farming terraced fields are the real Jiuli people.

The blue sky and white clouds slant down the sun to illuminate the hillside, and the paddy fields bring hope...

A ceremony is being held on the terraced fields across the valley, and the mountain people cheer loudly for the holy beast to bless the weather. The rice fields are full of heavy rice, and the three animals are full of fruits and vegetables.

Bai Yujun unceremoniously ran over to eat the tribute and flew away.

The mountain people were overjoyed, they danced and sang harder, and the holy beast had a good reputation. Eating the tribute meant that autumn ushered in the harvest season.

Mu Duo smiled like a spring breeze.

Farming, mowing, Bai Yujun played happily with Mu Duo, one person and one Jiao knew very well that the rice fields were transplanted until the autumn was full of rice, and Mu Duo could no longer eat the delicious rice grown in the fields...

As night fell, we ran to the bonfire banquet together to form a circle with the girls hand in hand, danced and sang folk songs.

The people in the village walked across the terraced fields with torches in their hands like long dragons in the night to pray for a good harvest, and then went back to their homes. The dark red charcoal of the bonfire was getting darker and darker, and the yellow dog barked occasionally.

At night, Bai Yujun and Mu Duo, who couldn't sleep after dancing, sat on the steps of the bamboo ladder.

Talked a lot...

On a sunny and sunny day, Mu Duo left, watching the terraced fields gradually go away, watching the bouncing and waving holy beast Xiaobai getting farther and farther away, gradually blurring.

Bai Yujun, who was bouncing around and waving her hands, moved more and more slowly, and finally squatted down and looked at the sky without saying a word.

There will no longer be people staring at the sea of ​​clouds in a daze at the window...

Gradually, the long tail no longer flicked back and forth weakly, the pointed ears were raised, and the cheerful little face became sad.

Turning around, the lonely figure left Yunyao Ancient Village...

The sadness caused the rain to fall from the sky, and the long and ferocious dragon tail dragged listlessly in the muddy water and walked slowly. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the mountain road was covered with white rain.

"Muduo is gone too..."

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