Kanayama Temple.

Outside the door, the golden-winged Dapeng Huang Zhao looked up at the sky with his arms folded on his chest, yearning for freedom.

The sandalwood in the small building was curling, and the Wisdom King and the two old monks of Jinshan Temple were drinking tea, staring at Su Hang with a lot of concern, wondering if the Jiaonu really believed in the exhortation and was willing to survive the red dust tribulation.

"Jiaonu has murderous intent, did she have an accident?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Although Bai Jiao turned into a human form, it is actually a fierce beast with hair and blood, and its appearance is just a red and pink skeleton, no matter how beautiful it is, it can't hide the essence of the evil animal, and it is not surprising that it occasionally shows its ferocity. ”

The Wisdom King's explanation caused the two old monks to look at each other, but it made sense when you thought about it.

If you can give an umbrella to the same boat for the first time, it means that it is possible to continue, and then observe.

"The dragon soul is mysterious and cannot be explored, how can we confirm that it has really accepted its fate?"

"Jiaonu's emotion is into the red dust. ”

"Uh...... How can you tell she's emotional?"

"This ......"

The three of them looked embarrassed, and the people present were afraid of women like snakes and scorpions, where did they know what expression was called emotion, so they had to find certification from the classics and legends.

Little Shami entered.

Skillfully boil water to make a pot of tea before the rain, skillfully wash the cup, and pour the tea.

The color of West Lake Longjing is like jade, the tea soup of tea before the rain is slightly bitter, the fragrance is long, light and distant, fragrant and clear, and the light tea fragrance brings a little comfort......

"How long will it take to bring Bai Jiao into my teaching, if you guess correctly, Jiao Long Scale has already appeared, and we can't drag it out here for too long. ”

The two old monks wanted to know the plan of the Wise King, and he was in charge of the matter.

The wise king was not in a hurry to answer, and enjoyed his tea with satisfaction.

Half a day.

"It will take some time to cross the white Jiao.

Marry first, combine and then have children, and then pull Xu Xian into my sect, Bai Jiao has no way to retreat after entering this red dust tribulation, and the demons disturb the peace of the world, and the luck can be directly arrested and suppressed. ”

One of the old monks paused, put down his teacup and sighed......

"Alas...... We shouldn't be like this, although Jiaonu is a demon beast, she has never threatened the people of the world, and all living beings are also fate, so we should help the world with compassion. ”

Hearing this, the wise king and the other person were also very helpless, the world is like a river and lakes that can't help themselves, how can they do it with their hearts.

......

The sky was cloudy and foggy.

The fog at this time is not the kind of toxic haze that is full of particles, but a weather phenomenon that is really formed by the fog, and the mouth and nose are moist after breathing, and if you smoke too much, you won't cough, and you won't go to your house to eat melon seeds.

Xu Xian and Du Langzhong of Baiyaotang said hello and went out, holding an oil-paper umbrella in their arms and hurriedly.

He knew where Osmanthus Lane was, but he had never heard of any Nanyu huts, the name sounded strange, no matter what, as long as he could find the girl in white.

The moisture is too heavy, and the hair is even darker when wet.

After a few bends along the river of the water town, you can see the osmanthus lane in the distance.

The breeze blows, and the fragrance of osmanthus fills the boat.

There are a lot of osmanthus trees in Osmanthus Lane, the flowers bloom at night, and the small Osmanthus Lane is named after it and attracts countless people to linger, but it is a pity that it is not in time to taste it.

It wasn't long along the bluestone road by the water, looking around for the hut.

It happened that an old man passed by, and Xu Xian asked for directions.

"This old man, where is the Nanyu hut in Osmanthus Lane?"

The old man was stunned.

"What?"

"May I ask my husband, can you know where Nanyu's hut is? Please let me know~"

Xu Xian understood, this old man may not have good ears, and shouted loudly in his ear, thinking about how he could understand this time, and he couldn't imagine that it was so difficult to ask for directions.

"Do you want to scare the old man to death?

“......”

Xu Xian was speechless.

"By the way, what did the young man just say about being old?"

Come on, I still can't hear it.

Xu Xian turned around with an umbrella and didn't dare to continue to stay, thinking about waiting for the Baiyaotang to help him catch a prescription to treat ear diseases, which could be regarded as sparing the nearby Suzhou and Hangzhou townsmen.

While walking, I looked at the plaques of each house, but I didn't see any huts, and passers-by came and went shouting and selling for good life.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar girl in white from a distance......

The hut shop is open for business, a white holding a small bamboo cage drawer sits on the threshold to watch the street to eat, the threshold is very high, save the small horse to sit up very strongly, although the cage drawer is small but slightly larger than the pretty face, carefully hold it, use bamboo chopsticks to pick up the soup bag and blow a few breaths to bite it.

Take a small bite of the cherry.

"Whew~It's hot~"

Although he could spit out the flaming dragon breath in his mouth and was not afraid of being hot, he subconsciously felt that the temperature of the soup was high, so he took a few sips and continued to snort lightly, drinking the soup in the bun.

The last few bites ate the buns, and the whole Jiao was transparent.

Put down the chopsticks cage drawer and fan the wind with two small hands, the snow-white face was so hot that it was pink and red, and a few scattered strands of hair were fanned lightly.

When he picked up the cage drawer and was about to continue eating, he saw Xu Xian, who was standing in front of the door and was not leaving, he looked down and saw that there were still a lot of soup packets left in the cage drawer, and picked one up with chopsticks and handed it forward, meaning to invite the other party to eat.

Xu Xian was embarrassed, how embarrassed to use the chopsticks used by the girl's family, so he had to shake his hand and refuse the buns.

"Xu Xian in Shijing Lane, thank you to the girl for borrowing an umbrella, and I came to return it~"

Bai Yujun was almost choked to death, and he was really called Xu Xian......

"Just put the umbrella there. ”

"Oh, good~"

Then, and then there was no more, a certain white continued to sit on the threshold and eat steamed buns in the cage drawer, no plates, no spoons, took a small bite and slowly absorbed the soup and ate it in two bites, bowing his head and ignoring Xu Xian, who was standing in front of the shop in embarrassment.

Xu Xian couldn't stay for too long, so he could only turn around and want to leave, his heart was empty.

A certain white blinked, as if he saw three guys staring at him, and he had to call each other to make him think that he had been tricked in a dream in recent years.

"Xu Gongzi~"

"Uh...... What's the matter with the girl? ”

Just when a certain Bai shouted to Xu Xian, the three old monks on the high mountain outside the city breathed a sigh of relief.

"My surname is Bai, my name is Yujun, I live in this hut to do some business and survive, don't you eat steamed buns? ”

"Thank you Miss Bai for your kindness, you are an apprentice in the Lower Hundred Medicine Hall, it is not very far from here, may I ask what the girl's shop sells. Xu Xian was curious, there weren't many shops in the girl's house.

"Sell umbrellas and paintings, let's go into the store and have a look. ”

Xu Xian entered the shop in a daze, and was immediately attracted by the white mist West Lake rain map on the wall, the weeping willows of Hu Boqing Lake and the black mountains looming in the distance, slightly pale, but there is an indescribable ethereal painting in it, even if Xu Xian does not know much about painting, he thinks this is a good work.

"Who painted this picture?

"I painted it, and it costs a little more than ten taels of gold. ”

A certain white god is there.

"Ten...... Ten taels of gold?"

"Why? Isn't this painting worth ten taels of gold? If you 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 is pulling things around, not on the side, the painting is still a good painting.

Xu Xian felt that ten taels of gold in a painting was very scary, but it was not easy to refute.

I just feel that there is something wrong with this painting, but I can't say it, it's an instinctive subconscious feeling,

Little did he know that if he turned the painting upside down, he would see a different scene......

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