The Mid-Autumn Festival is rainy.
This Mid-Autumn Festival is neither sentimental nor romantic in previous years.
Continuous rains and rising river water are weighing heavily on everyone's mind. Westerners are also waiting and watching. Different from the raging rains and flood peaks in previous years, if Baijiao and Chunyang are prepared, they should break out at this time. Taking advantage of the right time and place, it is more likely to disrupt Suzhou and Hangzhou. With the help of floods, the Western religion was severely damaged.
As time went by, I felt completely relieved that I could not escape this disaster after drinking that wine, but I was cautious.
Practitioners all know that Bai Jiao once said something.
In the heavy rain and flood, she is a god...
Maybe the low-level monks don't take it seriously and think that humans are the spirits of all things and are loved by heaven and earth. Who dares to call themselves gods in this world? There are many monks who are good at controlling water, but no one has ever spoken so loudly.
However, the high-level monks knew that Bai Jiao was not exaggerating. The dragon was almost invincible in wind, rain and floods. Even with lower cultivation level, it could still exert terrifying power. At that time, the snake demon who was only in the demon pill stage dared to hit people with clouds and rain. It is said that Longmen Inexplicable sandstorms have also occurred in the desert, and the Jiuli Heibu suffered from this.
This heavy rain is Baijiao's best and only chance.
However, a certain dragon is still in a daze selling paintings and umbrellas, eating and drinking all day long...
Osmanthus fragrants the cold rain, and the tiny golden flowers cover the alleys, fall into the water, and flow across the mottled stone arch bridge.
The flowers are falling in the water, and Bai is squatting with an oil-paper umbrella to carefully collect the small sweet-scented osmanthus. He picks up the small flowers and puts them in the bamboo basket, or picks them from the tree. It has a soft taste and is suitable for making food, desserts, and wine.
There was nothing unusual about Moubai, as if he was really in trouble.
Countless people are waiting for the rain to stop. After the rain stops, nothing will change. The dragon without the help of wind, rain and flood is like a dragon swimming in shallow water. The story of the White Snake will surely be staged.
Bai Yujun quickly collected enough osmanthus flowers and slowly returned to the shop carrying a small bamboo basket and a paper umbrella.
Several big white geese blocked the road, squawking and seemed to be threatening to fight. My brain ached, and I wanted to eat these fat, delicious white geese for a long time.
"It's really no brainer..."
The white goose is a strange creature, roughly similar to a honey badger.
Legend has it that the white goose's eyes have a unique structure and are relatively small no matter what they see. Perhaps they are the biggest in their world. No matter who the opponent is, they dare to use their big mouth to twist them.
There are often ferocious geese attacking people in Osmanthus Alley. They usually just play in the water, but sometimes they get inexplicably nervous. Bai Yujun saw with his own eyes that the white geese knocked down the scholar, flapped its wings and twisted its mouth wildly, and the scholar screamed for help. Maybe this year also Only such scoundrels dare to openly attack men of letters.
The big white goose lowered its head and straightened its neck to quack, and the big bump on its head seemed to be swollen by someone.
Rolling his eyes, he stretched out his hand to grab the stuffed animal's neck and threw it into the river. On a conditioned reflex, he moved his small hand in front of his pretty nose and smelled it. He smelled a strong smell of goose feathers between his fingers. Maybe the water smelled fishy from time to time.
"Food...it's better to wash it clean."
After wandering back to the shop, I saw three people from Zhuquan Temple coming back to beg for alms.
Old Huixian was dressed in a straw raincoat and a straw hat, holding a wooden bowl in his hand. Little Stone was also dressed in the same style. Only the snake demon boy was wandering carelessly in the rain, carrying a big carp he caught somewhere.
They were accustomed to the life of ascetics and worked hard to save money to build Zhuquan Temple.
They said hello to each other and went inside to take shelter from the rain. Bai Yujun cast a spell to dry the petals for preservation.
If it rains too much and there is no sun, you can only use magic. In fact, it is good to dry naturally, which saves trouble and is convenient. However, it is rainy and there is no sunshine outside. If you don't deal with it, it will be broken.
After finishing my work, I opened the window and rested my chin on my arm, leaning on the window sill to watch the rain.
Boats with awnings passed by in the river, and old men in straw hats and coir raincoats were passing by with poles.
A thin layer of rainwater accumulated on the smooth stone road. The falling raindrops stirred up bubbles, which slowly merged into the river along the cracks in the stone. There were also bits of sweet-scented osmanthus that slipped away with them.
There is not much else in Osmanthus Alley, except for the willow trees and the sweet-scented osmanthus. When the flowers bloom, the fragrance is rich and intoxicating.
"Ha, I'm afraid many people are nervous~"
Many people will be super nervous on rainy days, perhaps waiting for the white dragon to completely enter the mortal world, or waiting for the water to flood the Jinshan Mountains and implicate the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou to commit murders, which is the legendary violation of the law of heaven. Then there is no need to be taboo. Attacking the white dragon will cause retribution and damage one's own luck.
By the way, it is rare for a greedy dragon to hold on to a delicious food without moving its claws for more than half a year.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather gets cooler...
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It is rare that the autumn rain stops.
Bai Yujun thought about taking advantage of the rare rain and sunshine to pick some osmanthus flowers to make wine and make desserts later, or to make sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root. If you get more, you can eat it for several more years.
Unexpectedly, Xu Jiaorong came to the store.
Xu Jiaorong often came to the shop to hang out. Bai Yujun felt some sympathy after seeing that she was bewitched by the spell. Before, he knelt down and cried and begged. In the next moment, he was happy and happy, and seemed to be happy for Xu Xian.
This shop usually has no outsiders. The crazy bees and butterflies have been almost cleaned up. The legend of the beauty in Osmanthus Alley has also spread throughout Suzhou and Hangzhou. Those who are bored learned that the beauty Bai Shi also has a reputation as the White Snake, which is a bit more plain. The young master and the scholar were wandering around, and this was what triggered the incident of insulting the white goose.
Although the two or three months of interactions were dull, there were only a handful of people in Suhang who could talk to White Snake.
The old monk and two young apprentices from the shop next door, and Xu Xian, an apprentice from Baiyao Hall, people came to think that White Snake had acquiesced in Xu Xian, and Xu Jiaorong often showed off in front of the neighbors.
Xu Jiaorong, who is a crazy person to protect his younger brother, is very happy and feels that his younger brother should marry a beauty like a fairy.
Xu Jiaorong came by boat, and the boatman was still waiting outside on the stone embankment.
"Miss Bai~ Do you have anything to do today? If not, come with me to Jinshan Courtyard outside the city to offer incense and pray for blessings. It's finally sunny and there are many people~"
A certain white face looked strange...
It's not that they are afraid of Western teachings taking action. At this point, they will never move arbitrarily. No one can handle the consequences of the backlash against luck. At this point, it is better to wait until the disaster breaks out and the shelter is broken before taking action.
It should be that Xu Jiaorong wanted to go to the incense as she pleased.
But it was exactly what Bai Yujun was thinking, and he was worried that he couldn't find a reason.
It would be interesting to see the scenery of Jinshan Temple, which is famous in Western religions. Haha, it must be very hard to pretend not to see the monsters wandering around.
"Okay, I'll go take a look~"
He tied up the white gauze scarf on his head, tied up his thick black hair randomly, put on his coat and went out empty-handed.
Xu Jiaorong and Xu Jiaorong got on the awning boat and sat down. The boatman rowed the boat towards the outside of the city. Xu Jiaorong was still talking about some interesting things at home, sometimes mixed with topics such as how Xu Xian was doing. She might be a married woman. She changed from being shy and reticent back then, and even the sound of the waves and the boat could not cover up a woman's thoughts.
She carried a lot of things, including desserts, fruits, and incense. She was no different from an ordinary woman.
Many people who go to kneel down to worship gods do not actually believe in them. Most of the time, there are no other gods nearby to whom they can kneel, so they simply find one nearby to pray to for peace of mind.
Xu Jiaorong, who was chattering, inadvertently glanced at the white gauze scarf on Bai Yujun's head.
I have a weird delusion for no reason, always feeling that I have overlooked something important...
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