Wan Buyu said while writing on the lottery ticket stroke by stroke, the Song Dynasty 1,800 years ago...

"Sister Yu, are you serious? The Song Dynasty 1,800 years ago... Probably the Zhou Dynasty! Are you going to start from that far in time? ”

The old turtle was worried about dying, "Let's go to the parallel world..."

Wan Buyu bit the pen and thought about it for a while, it's a little early, so...

"After meeting Xiaobai 1,800 years ago, I jumped directly to 700 years, and then jumped to the normal timeline..."

After Wan Buyu finished writing, he nodded with satisfaction, "Is it okay to control the time?" ”

"This can be had!"

wrote that the old turtle also agreed, "But Sister Fool, why did you go so far away in time and space?" ”

"Heaven must not be divulged."

After Wan Buyu added the words "parallel world" again, he handed it to Wen'er, "Okay." ”

"You've decided to go to a parallel world anyway?"

Wen'er looked at the dense words on the lottery ticket, the handwriting was chic, and it was mixed with a lot of emojis...

"The Legend of the White Snake is a good story, so it's better not to spoil it."

Wan Bufool pinched the old turtle and looked left and right, "Selfishness, let's vent in the parallel world." ”

"Okay, that's not stupid, it's time to start."

Wen'er pulled out a mirror from behind her, and the frame of the mirror was a white snake pattern.

"Please."

"Farewell."

Wan Buyu twisted the old turtle back into nothingness, and without hesitation, he took a step on his long legs and got into the mirror.

The taste of West Lake water...

Wan Buyu closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and held a cigarette in his mouth, plummeting, surrounded by the water of the West Lake, almost singing my tears.

Plop.

This is the sound of stones falling into the water, like a fool falling from the sky to the ground.

The sky is like the bottom of the West Lake, turquoise and turquoise, rippling with the water as it descends.

It is not foolish to fall on the soft grass, surrounded by the fresh aroma of plants.

As far as the eye could see, the mountains were undulating, and she was now in the middle of a small mountain.

"Whew..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Wan Buyu began to look for the white snake on the mountain.

Suddenly, a melodious flute sounded, like a foolish shock, oh roar, little shepherd boy?

Wan Buyu's eyes narrowed, and he followed the voice, "Hey, little fart kid!" ”

A shepherd boy with horns, sitting on the back of a green ox, with a pipe of a transverse flute, is playing a light and loud tune.

The appearance of Wan Bufool startled him and slid off the back of the cow.

"Hello this big sister!"

The little shepherd boy saluted obediently, "Sister, why are you here alone?" ”

"You're not herding cattle alone?"

Wan Buyu raised his eyebrows, this guy, no matter where he saw it, he was really so annoying!

To kill or not to kill?

Wan Bu smiled enchantingly, and held up the little shepherd boy's chin, "I'll give you two paths, one, go down the mountain." Two, die in my hands. ”

The little shepherd boy was frightened, but obviously didn't take it seriously, "Sister, I can go down the mountain, but you said that you died at your hands, I think it's very strange!" Why would you kill a child? ”

Syllable!

The little shepherd boy who slapped him with a slap in his eyes was full of stars, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, "Get out." ”

"Wow - what a fierce sister! It's unreasonable! You're so bad, you can't get married! ”

The little shepherd boy covered his face, tears were in his eyes, climbed on the back of the ox and ran down the mountain, and his unwilling cry of grievance echoed in the mountain.

"Hey, you're reasonable."

Wan Buyu shook his hand, rolled his eyes, plucked a dog's tail grass beside him, put it in his mouth, and continued to search in the mountains.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she ran wildly along the path down the mountain.

"Haha! Xiaobai! I finally got it! ”

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