Jinshanyuan.
Outside the door, Huang Zhao, the golden-winged roc, crossed his arms and looked up at the sky, yearning for freedom.
Sandalwood was lingering in the small building. King Wisdom and two old monks from Jinshan Temple were sipping tea. They stared at Suhang with worries, wondering whether the dragon girl really believed in her advice to survive the tribulation in the world of mortals.
"Jiao Nu has murderous intentions, is there an accident?"
There was silence in the house for a moment.
"Although the white dragon has transformed into a human form, it is actually a ferocious beast with thick hair and blood. Its appearance is nothing more than a red and pink skull. No matter how beautiful it is, it cannot hide its evil nature. It is not surprising that it occasionally reveals its ferocious nature."
King Wisdom's explanation made the two old monks look at each other, but it made sense after thinking about it carefully.
If you can give an umbrella to the same boat for the first time, it means that it is possible to continue, let's wait and see.
"The dragon soul is mysterious and cannot be explored. How to confirm that it has truly accepted its fate?"
"The dragon girl is in love and enters the world of mortals."
"Uh... how do you know that she is emotional?"
"this……"
The three of them looked embarrassed. The ones here who had been educated since childhood were as afraid of women as snakes and scorpions. They didn't know what expressions of affection were, so they had to find the verification from classics and legends.
The young novice enters.
Skillfully boil water to make a pot of tea before the rain, skillfully wash cups and pour tea.
The color of West Lake Longjing tea is like jade, the tea soup of Yuqian tea is slightly bitter, the fragrance is long, light and distant, fragrant and clear, the light tea fragrance brings a little comfort...
"How long will it take to bring the white dragon into my teaching? If I guess correctly, the dragon scale has appeared, and we can't delay here for too long."
The two old monks wanted to know King Wisdom's plans, and he was solely responsible for taking charge of the matter.
The King of Wisdom was not in a hurry to answer and was content to enjoy the tea.
A long while.
"It takes some time to transform the white dragon.
First get married, then have children after union, and then drag Xu Xian into our sect. Once the white dragon enters this mortal world, there is no way out. If the evildoer disrupts the peace of the world and his luck plummets, he can be captured and suppressed directly. "
One of the old monks paused, put down his tea cup and sighed...
"Alas... we shouldn't be like this. Although the dragon girl is a monster, she has never threatened the people of the world. All living beings are also fate. We should help the world with compassion."
Hearing this, King Wisdom and the other man were also helpless. The world was like a river and lake, and they couldn't help themselves. How could they act according to their true intentions?
…
The sky is cloudy and foggy.
Thick fog enveloped Suzhou and Hangzhou, making it difficult to see very far. The fog at this time was not the kind of toxic haze that was filled with particles, but a real weather phenomenon caused by fog. After breathing in, your mouth and nose will feel moist, and even if you inhale too much, it will not hurt. If you have a cough, the whole village will not go to your house to eat and eat melon seeds.
Xu Xian and Mr. Du from Baiyao Hall said hello and went out, holding oil-paper umbrellas in their arms and walking in a hurry.
He knew where Osmanthus Alley was but had never heard of Nanyu Hut. The name sounded weird. No matter what, he just wanted to find the girl in white.
The moisture is too heavy and the hair becomes even darker when it gets wet.
After passing a few bends along the river in the water town, you can see Osmanthus Alley in the distance.
The breeze blows and the fragrance of osmanthus fills the boat.
There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees in Osmanthus Alley, and the flowers are blooming and fragrant at night. The name of Little Osmanthus Alley has attracted countless people to visit, but it is a pity that it is not in season and cannot taste the taste.
Not far along the bluestone road by the water, I looked around for that little hut.
It happened that an old man passed by and Xu Xian asked for directions.
"Old man, may I ask where the Nanyu hut in Osmanthus Alley is?"
The old man was stunned.
"What Zhang?"
"Excuse me, father-in-law, do you know where Nanyu's hut is? Please let me know~"
Xu Xian understood that the old man might not have good hearing, so he shouted loudly in his ear, wondering how he could understand it now, but he didn't expect that asking for directions would be so laborious.
"Do you want to scare me to death? How can you be so irritable at such a young age with such a handsome appearance?"
"..."
Xu Xian was speechless.
"By the way, what did the young man say just now?"
Come on, still can't hear it.
Xu Xian held the umbrella and turned around to leave, not daring to stay any longer. He thought that when he returned to Baiyao Hall, he could help him prepare a prescription to treat his ear disease, which would be a way of sparing the people from nearby Suzhou and Hangzhou.
While walking, I looked at the plaques of various houses, but I didn't see any huts. It was very lively with passers-by and vendors shouting and selling.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar girl in white from a distance...
The shop in the hut was open for business. I held a small bamboo cage and sat on the threshold to eat while looking at the street. The threshold was very high, so I didn’t have to carry a small horse to sit upright. Although the cage was small, it was slightly larger than Qiao Lian. I held it carefully and held it with bamboo. Pick up the soup dumpling with chopsticks, blow on it and take a bite.
Take a small sip of the cherry.
"Huh~ so hot~"
Although his mouth could spit out the flaming dragon's breath without fear of being burned, he subconsciously felt that the soup was too hot, so he took a few loud sips and drank the soup in the steamed bun.
After eating the last few bites of the steamed bun, the whole dumpling was soaked with every fiber of its being.
Putting down the chopsticks, she fanned herself with two small hands and exhaled. Her pretty face turned pink with heat, and a few stray hairs were slightly swayed by the fan.
When he picked up the basket and was about to continue eating, he saw Xu Xian standing in front of the door who was neither walking nor walking. He lowered his head and saw that there were still many soup dumplings in the basket. He picked up one with chopsticks and handed it forward, which meant that he was inviting the other person to eat.
Xu Xian was embarrassed and had no nerve to use the chopsticks that the girl had used, so he had to wave his hand and refuse the buns.
"Xu Xian, Xia Shijing Lane, thanks the girl for borrowing the umbrella, I came here to return it~"
Bai Yujun almost didn't choke to death, and he was really called Xu Xian...
"Just leave the umbrella there."
"Oh, okay~"
Then, nothing happened anymore. Moubai continued to sit on the doorstep and eat steamed buns from the basket. He took a small bite and slowly sucked up the soup and ate it in two bites. He lowered his head and ignored Xu Xian, who was standing in front of the shop in embarrassment.
Xu Xian didn't want to stay too long and could only turn around to leave, feeling empty in his heart.
Moubai blinked and seemed to see three guys staring at him. In order to make them think that he had been tricked in his dreams in recent years, he had to call them out.
"Master Xu~"
"Uh...what's the matter, girl?"
Just when Moubai called Xu Xian to stop, the three old monks on the mountain outside the city breathed a sigh of relief.
"My surname is Bai and my name is Yujun. I live in this small house and do some business to survive. Don't you want to eat the buns? They are really delicious."
"Thank you Miss Bai for your kindness. I'm an apprentice at Xiabai Medicine Hall. It's not very far from here. May I ask what the girl's shop sells?" Xu Xian was curious, as the girl's family didn't have many shops.
"They sell umbrellas and paintings. Come into the store and have a look."
Xu Xian entered the shop in a daze, and was immediately attracted by the white foggy West Lake rain picture on the wall. The weeping willows of Huboqing Lake and the looming black mountains in the distance were slightly pale, but there was an indescribable ethereal meaning in the painting. Even though Xu Xian was not very familiar with it. Even though I know painting, I think this is a good piece of work.
"Who painted this painting? It's really a masterpiece!"
"This one? I painted it. The price is slightly higher and sold for ten taels of gold."
A certain white god is here.
"Ten...ten taels of gold?"
"What? Isn't this painting worth ten taels of gold? Look at this painting technique and carefully feel the concept and spirit contained in this painting. Ten taels of gold is already very cheap." Bai Yujun rambled, but Regardless, the painting is still a good painting.
Xu Xian felt that a painting worth ten taels of gold was scary, but it was not easy to refute.
I just feel that there is something wrong with this painting, but I can’t put my finger on it. It’s an instinctive and subconscious feeling.
He didn't know that if he turned the painting upside down, he would see another scene...
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