Outside the mountain, the Qingshan Building is outside the building, and the West Lake singing and dancing will be closed

The smoke and rain of the West Lake in the early morning, if you only shoot the scene, it will only give people a sense of gloom, they all say good morning, early morning represents vitality, early morning represents the beginning of a new day, and the plan of the day lies in the morning.

But these vitality, these beginnings, and these artistic conceptions will only be revealed when there are "people".

The vendors setting up stalls, the merchants hurrying away, the guards on patrol, the students studying abroad, and the hungry Wu Wei. Without these "people", then the morning and the whole world would be meaningless.

As for the theory of movement and static, in Wu Wei's concept, dynamic always overrides static.

Narrator: Why is the hungry Captain Wu and why don't you put food in a storage bag?

Wu Wei: If you don't do a good immortal, you want to be a refugee to experience life? I'm an immortal, I eat jerky? Expired food? Are you a storage bag? Can you keep you fresh? Well, but you can bring some ingredients.

Narrator: Tears run ......

On the edge of the West Lake, I walked to a breakfast shop, found a table where no one was around, and pulled a stool to sit down.

The shop has a strange shape, looking like a ship remodeled, with the word "Fu" for the Spring Festival still pasted on the door of the "cabin", and bursts of cooking smoke wafting out of the "cabin".

Then the shopkeeper Xiao Er walked out of the house with a tray and saw the new customer at first sight. So he skillfully put the dishes in the tray in front of the diners at the next table, and said politely: Please use it slowly.

Xiao Er finished his work, came to Wu Wei, shook the sweat towel on his shoulder, wiped the already clean and shiny table neatly, and asked at the same time, "What do you want to eat?"

"What do you have here?" Wu Wei asked, although he had just seen that there were noodles, desserts, pancakes, and buns in Xiao Er's tray, but these were not Wu Wei's favorite foods.

"Guest officer, our store has five types of breakfast: frying, stir-frying, steaming, boiling, boiling, frying dumplings, pancakes, ......" I have to say that Xiao Er's speech speed is extremely fast and he can distinguish every word. But Wu Wei didn't want to listen to it anymore, raised his hand to stop it, and said, "Let's talk about steaming." ”

Although Xiao Er's mouth was interrupted, when he heard Wu Wei's request, he reacted quickly and said with a smile: "Okay, guest officer, there are all kinds of steamed buns, steamed buns, xiaolongbao, steamed dumplings...... There are boiled tea eggs, corn, and braised noodles...... "Xiao Er reported the food in the store, and the time spent was only about ten seconds, and he even finished wiping the table.

"Bring me two fritters, a bowl of white porridge with sugar, a scallion pancake, and a pot of hot tea...... Wu Wei thought for a long time.

“...... Okay, good guest officer, guest officer, please ...... later" Xiao Er was stunned, no matter how clever he was, he couldn't keep up with his train of thought. I scratched my head when I walked into the house, is this food related to steaming?

"Come on...... I've been waiting for a long time...... Please use it slowly. Xiao Er said some professional terms, fully playing the work attitude of a good employee.

Looking at the "green food" in front of him, Wu Wei's appetite was greatly boosted, the crystal clear white sugar in the carved jade bowl was sprinkled on the rice soup, the surface of the rice soup appeared snow-white and fatty rice grains, the ancients drank porridge, paid attention to less rice and more soup, and ate it in the morning, which had a certain effect on reducing fire and moisturizing. The so-called bowl of porridge in the morning, don't teach enough at night, that's what it says.

If white porridge is the "king of breakfast", then fried dough sticks and scallion pancakes are "chaotic thieves", this kind of fried food purely to fill the stomach is not delicious at all, at most a small change of taste.

But after eating and chewing the "rebel thief" in the mouth, and then taking a sip of the "king", when these two contradictions are assimilated in the taste buds...... A warm breath fills the body.

"Hiccup~" Wu Wei drank the tea and burped by the way.

After eating and drinking, he rested on the stool, and there was an extra bamboo stick in his hand, which was repeatedly stirred between his white teeth. Don't ask why, just want to pick.

This breakfast was also eaten for about ten minutes, and Wu Wei sat down, and his ears were full of topics about [Bai Suzhen]. The versions are almost identical.

This is very counterintuitive.

"Damn, I really want to serve that Wind Thunder Tower!" Finally, some people couldn't help it anymore and began to scold.

"Come on, Brother Wang, what do you want with your cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation?"

"Hey, there is such true love in the world, people and snakes love each other in life and death, isn't there a master who comes to the rescue and completes a good story?"

"Do you still expect a master? You haven't heard anyone say that the suppression under the tower is a thousand-year-old transformation snake demon? That is an existence that the ancestor does not want to provoke at will. Even such a powerful snake demon was suppressed by that Wind Thunder Tower, who could save it?"

"That's right, Brother Zhang, why don't we two go to the tower to observe? I heard that the white lady's appearance is overwhelming......

"It's useless to say more, and leave immediately. ”

This is almost the version that Wu Wei heard, and the story he told yesterday by the West Lake has spread all over Lin'an, and almost everyone is talking about it. Obviously, it was transmitted from person to person, and the nature of the transmission changed later, and it became a real thing.

Everyone is a person who dares to say but not dare to do, dare to be angry but dare not speak, there is no way, the strength of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is terrifying.

Maybe the Heavenly Dao Alliance is not as mysterious as the Nine Great Immortal Sects in people's hearts, but the strength of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is definitely not weaker than the Nine Great Immortal Sects in the hearts of everyone. The Heavenly Dao Alliance will not pay attention to some "trivial matters", no matter how you talk behind your back, or even scold the Heavenly Dao Alliance for what is bad, no one will come to you to settle accounts.

The Nine Great Immortal Sects and the First-Class Sects are different, these people are not as easy to talk as the Heavenly Dao Alliance. You dare to scold Qingluo Sect to try? I don't have any strength, if I dare to scold, it's useless to hide in Bianjing City. As for the Immortal Gate, all of them have a good reputation, and the only one who is scolded is the Holy Demon Sect, because the Holy Demon Sect is closest to the Zhao Imperial Court and the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the secular industry is spread all over the country, and this smell of commercialization naturally lowers the status in people's hearts.

When Wu Wei came to the outside of the Wind Thunder Tower, this place was already overcrowded, and at a glance, there were thousands of people gathered outside the Wind Thunder Tower, and the sound was chaotic and disorderly, which was simply a "noise manufacturing factory".

Although people didn't dare to find fault in front of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, it didn't prevent them from standing outside the Wind Thunder Tower. Wu Wei had no choice but to bypass the lake and come to the Heavenly Dao Alliance Branch, which was not far from the Wind Thunder Tower.

As soon as he entered the branch, the sound of discussion was still there, and Wu Wei's face became extremely strange, as if he was holding a bubble of fertilizer, and his eggs hurt. The reason turned out to be that there was really a snake demon in the transformation period guarding this tower under the Wind Thunder Tower. I heard that he is still an elder of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

I don't really blame me for this... Let them have their own headaches...

No one would have thought that after seven days of crowds outside the Wind Thunder Tower, the "White Lady" who was in retreat under the tower finally couldn't stand it, and instantly transformed into a monstrous snake shadow, comparable to the demonic energy of the ancestor of the Yuan Infant spread between heaven and earth, and the sense of oppression was accompanied by an angry insult: "The old lady was released by the Wind Thunder Tower, is it okay to release it!!, I really thank you, I really thank you, it's really a noisy snake, don't you get out of !...... quickly"

Since then, it has indeed been much quieter outside the Wind Thunder Tower, and there are not too many people gathered, but the sound of discussion has not decreased, and even more and more difficult to control, the reason is: Xu Xian did not meet the White Lady until he died, and the White Lady went crazy from then on.