New White Snake Asking Immortals

When the sun rose, Bai Yujun forgot yesterday's unhappiness.

Just go through the catastrophe, what can you do if you can't stop it, anyway, there are many years to mess around, day by day is counted as a day, and the heavens will send a big responsibility... Snakes must first work their muscles and bones and starve their bodies.

Pooh! Can't be hungry.

Forget about crossing the catastrophe, take out all kinds of weird things that were picked up in the monster territory before, and squat down in the market to set up a stall for sale.

In the noisy market, Bai Yujun is seriously bargaining and doing business...

It has been more than ten years since I stayed in Nanhuang. Time is fleeting, years are hard to stay, and time is fragile. Young people who came to the market more than ten years ago have become parents. As a young man, only the small booth and slender figure remained unchanged.

In addition to setting up a stall in Yunyao Ancient Village, I also went to the gathering places of other tribes in the village to go to the market.

Gradually, Bai Yujun felt the changes in the eyes of those mountain people in the market.

I used to have a smile on my face when I came to buy things, and occasionally I would take care of it because it was a girl who set up a stall, but as time went by, my eyes became more and more puzzled, and some people even preferred to take a detour rather than walk past the stall.

It is conceivable that it is reasonable for a person to remain unchanged for three to five years, but his appearance remains the same for more than ten years, which is difficult for ordinary people to accept.

You can often see someone pointing in the distance, with unfamiliar eyes.

Bai Yujun began to understand why many monks choose to live in seclusion in the mountains, the world is different.

At noon, the market crowd gradually dispersed.

Putting away the goods and putting them in storage bags, setting up a stall for a long time did not sell much. Even the guy who came to the stall to send flowers and sing love songs in previous years did not come. Maybe he has married and had a baby, or he may go hunting in the mountains Eaten by wild beasts.

Finally, use the sackcloth from the stall to roll up the remaining goods and tie them into a rucksack, and walk back with it on your shoulders.

On the side of the road, a grandmother who often came to sell cloth shoes greeted Bai Yujun.

"Girl~"

Bai Yujun stopped and looked at Grandma curiously.

"It is said in the mountains that you are a mountain ghost who came to the world to attract popularity. I know you are a good girl. From now on...don't come to set up a stall."

Hearing this, he was stunned,

Shaking his head and smiling.

The backpack turned around and left, raising his hand and waving at the grandmother behind him, his figure gradually disappeared in the dazzling afternoon sun, and he left gracefully.

Return to Snake Valley.

The bamboo house has become mottled, many places have been damaged due to disrepair, two deck chairs in the fenced yard have been replaced, and only the boulders under the feet remain unchanged, just like the vicissitudes of a thousand years.

Put down the package, pick up the kettle and fill the spring behind the boulder with mountain spring water.

Go back to the fence yard and light the bonfire, put the kettle on the fire to boil water, and while the water is boiling, sit quietly by the bonfire and look at the Snake Valley in a daze. There is something wrong with the spirit, um, if you have time, go to the human world to see the doctor.

Woo~

The spring water is boiling, reach out and pour boiling water into the teapot, and make tea carefully.

The 400- to 500-year-old Tieguanyin tree that grows on the cliff is the best Tieguanyin. The tea fragrance rises with the heat. This time, the precious tea is finally not spoiled.

After a long time, pour a cup of tea.

Sitting in the gazebo and looking at the Shegu Valley, take a sip and feel the fragrance of tea.

A person walked up the stone steps carved out of the boulder, or a snake spirit who had just transformed. In the past twelve years, many snake spirits have successfully transformed under Bai Yujun's care, but they are not as complete as Bai Yujun, and they still retain their original form. Many snake features.

Some kept the snake pupils, some were covered with snake scales, some simply kept the snake tails to get used to walking, and some even didn't bother to change, their heads were still snake heads, which made Bai Yujun's head grow bigger.

The one who came up was a young girl with a snake tail, and she was specially left here to help take care of the snake valley.

Witnessing the transformation of many snake spirits here, I know that not all monsters and beasts will encounter transformation disasters, some will be able to perform transformation after sleeping, and some will also experience thunder disasters, all kinds of strange things.

Transformation was difficult, but under Bai Yujun's careful care, almost all the snake spirits successfully advanced, and these snake spirits worshiped Bai Yujun as their king.

Except for one snake spirit who helped take care of Snake Valley, the rest of the snake spirits scattered away, looking for their own worlds. Bai Yujun didn't have the strength to occupy the mountain as king, nor did she have the strength to protect them. Each thing has its own destiny.

The snake-tailed girl who walked into the fenced yard was wearing a long blue dress. She was thirteen or fourteen years old, with a pretty face and a little weird.

"Qing Ling has met Sister Bai."

The name was given by Bai Yujun. The bamboo leaves are green into spirits, and the eyes are bright and spirited. They are named Qingling. After the transformation, they often follow Bai Yujun. In just a few days, they have learned many ways to behave in the world. They are very smart.

"Don't be too polite, come and sit."

Qingling swam to the gazebo and sat down, looked left and right, and couldn't stay idle.

Bai Yujun poured her a cup of tea.

Immediately, the pretty face that was still curious just now immediately became tangled, looking at the tea as if it were poison, drinking tea is not too uncomfortable for a snake that is used to eating meat, and only Bai Yujun, a strange species in the whole Snake Valley, can drink tea.

"Sister Bai...I don't want to drink tea."

"Hey, drink it. Eating meat all the year round is prone to vitamin deficiency. Drinking some tea is good for your physical and mental health. Look, you are getting fat."

In a daze, he forced Qingling to drink it.

"Ahem~"

Qingling wanted to spit out the tea. Snakes have a habit of spitting out indigestible things, so she decided not to vomit after much deliberation. Not to mention, after enduring the uncomfortable force, she felt fresh and comfortable.

"It's time to leave..."

"Um?"

Looking up, Qing Ling found that Sister Bai was looking into the distance again in a daze.

It’s so interesting, I’m short-sighted, but I want to look far away, why not just look at the moss under my feet, maybe there are frogs and I’ll have a real treat, thinking about fat and tender frogs, I’ll salivate unconsciously, it’s delicious.

However, my sister is really good. She can speak Jiuli dialect and Central Plains dialect. It took me a long time to learn human language, and my sister Bai can play the bamboo flute, which makes the snake want to twist and dance, but how can I? I can't learn it. My sister said that it takes a long time to learn it. It seems that it is very difficult to learn because of the different oral structures.

The two snake monsters sat in the gazebo, unknowingly, they all fell asleep, and the lazy nature of snakes was fully exposed.

Bai Yujun didn't go to the fair anymore.

She takes care of the snake eggs in Snake Valley every day. In order to make the newborn snakes more spiritual, Bai Yujun spends her time changing the dragon energy of the Snake Valley's veins. The stronger aura will not cause monsters to peep, and it will improve the luck of Snake Valley. Some young snakes can break their shells healthily, increasing the birth rate of young snakes.

One day, when Bai Yujun was flying over the mountains and forests, she heard someone playing cucurbit silk.

Suddenly, I felt that cucurbit silk was really nice!

The pronunciation is soft and soft, with a slightly nasal sound that seems gentle, as if expressing gentle and delicate feelings, beautiful and attractive, with a subtle and hazy beauty, as elegant as trembling silk.

I want to learn!

As a result, a certain Jiuli mountain dweller who was bored on the road and played cucurbit flute was kidnapped...

He was let go only after learning that there was a craftsman in Yunyao Ancient Village who could make the best gourd silk. The mountain folk ran away in fright, secretly glad that he was smart enough not to be sucked by the banshee.