Video to Other Worlds: Top Ten Myths in the Beginning

The people of Kyushu are also very concerned about this war.

However, although the two worlds are connected, modern equipment will be affected by inexplicable fluctuations and cannot transmit images.

There is no news ahead, it all depends on the self-confidence of netizens.

After a period of time, everyone's enthusiasm dropped.

But they wanted to do their part, so they all gathered in Luochuan's live broadcast room.

Because Luo Chuan's video can reflect reality.

If it can help the frontline war, isn't it also a credit to them?

Besides, Luo Chuan's video in this issue is very interesting.

Fairies and ghosts falling in love with humans are extraordinarily attractive.

"Damn it, Ning Caichen is really a heifer flying on a plane—it's awesome! Even ghosts dare to fly."

"I don't believe anyone can beat Ning Caichen."

"Xiaoqian's wife is so beautiful, so it's cheaper for that dead scholar, ah! I don't agree."

"The author is very big, please update."

Waves of melodious and melodious Huangmei tunes sounded slowly, babbling and babbling, which was very strange.

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Mount Qingcheng,

Cultivate this body in the cave for thousands of years;
ahh...

Practice hard to gain the Tao,
reborn into a human being;
ahh...

Focus on the Tao without distracting thoughts,

Take refuge in the Three Jewels and abandon the world of mortals;
Ahh..."

Although the operas in the world of Kyushu have been preserved intact, they have completely declined, which is worse than that of Blue Star.

Few people will listen, and most of them are limited to knowing that there is such an art.

Xun Qiu's eyes filled with tears when he heard this familiar opera tone.

How many years, how many years have not heard opera.

He studied art at the age of three, and went through the cold and summer, so much hardship and hardship.

He devoted half of his life to opera.

However, times have changed, and opera cannot escape the fate of being abandoned.

He still locked the costume in the box for food, rice, oil and salt, the whole family.

Also locked his dream.

[Inventory of the four strong men]

[No.1: Reckless Hero Xu Hanwen]

"Bai Suzhen was originally a little white snake at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. After practicing for thousands of years, she finally turned into a human form."

"But he couldn't take the last step to become a fairy."

"After being enlightened by Guanyin, I can understand the past."

"She was rescued by a little shepherd boy before she attained the Tao, and now she must get rid of this cause and effect before she can ascend to the fairy world."

"So Bai Suzhen took her younger sister Xiaoqing and started her own journey of finding people."

Hangzhou West Lake,

"Outside the mountains, the green hills and the buildings outside the buildings, when will the West Lake dance stop?

The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they only call Hangzhou Bianzhou. "

It was midsummer at this time, and the lotus in the West Lake was in full bloom.

Green leaves and pink lotuses, surrounded by each other, are truly beautiful.

It was a sunny day, and it was a good day for outing.

The three pedestrians walked out of the house one after another to enjoy the beautiful scenery of West Lake.

Bai Suzhen is wearing a white gauze, her eyebrows are like Daisy, as if a fairy has descended into the mortal world.

Behind him is Xiaoqing, dressed in Tsing Yi, charming and charming.

One is green and the other is white, with stunning looks, it has attracted countless men to stop along the way.

Xiaoqing joked:
"Sister, look at those men who are staring at you."

Bai Suzhen raised her hand as if to hit,
"You, you will tease me, so hurry up and find someone."

Hearing this, Xiaoqing immediately became depressed.

"Sister, Hangzhou is so big, where can I find your benefactor?"

"The Bodhisattva said to look for it in a high place, but there are so many high places here, it's not like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Bai Suzhen also frowned,
"As long as you work hard, you can always find it."

Xiaoqing made a grimace, and pointed to a stone bridge.

"Sister, I think the stone bridge is quite high, and the scholar on it may be your benefactor in the previous life."

Bai Suzhen looked around and saw a handsome young man standing on the stone bridge.

She subconsciously pinched her fingers and froze suddenly.

He said happily: "Xiaoqing, he is really the little shepherd boy from the previous life."

Xiaoqing also opened her mouth wide in surprise, full of disbelief.

She just pointed casually, she didn't expect such a coincidence.

Quickly grabbed Bai Suzhen's clothes, and said urgently.

"Sister, let's go find him quickly! If you repay your kindness, you will be able to complete your merits and become a fairy."

Bai Suzhen shook her head,

"Xiaoqing, you are too impatient, you will frighten others if you make such an inexplicable move."

"What should I do?"

"The mountain man has his own plan!"

Rumbling, the originally clear sky suddenly burst into thunder.

In the blink of an eye, raindrops poured down like pours.

The tourists immediately fled around like drowned rats.

Xu Xian covered his head with his hands, felt the shore in a hurry, and wanted to go home by boat.

The boatman put on his coir raincoat and said embarrassedly.

"My son, I'm sorry, my boat has been booked by two girls, you should find another boat."

Xu Xian was anxious, there was only one boat on this lake, where could he find other boats.

Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from the boat,

"It's raining heavily. If you don't dislike it, you can ride with us."

Xu Xian was overjoyed, like listening to fairy music.

Quick thanks:

"Thank you for your generosity, girl."

He lifted the curtain and entered the cabin.

I just felt a flash in front of my eyes, and a touch of blue and white flashed in front of my eyes.

Two beautiful girls are sitting in the boat.

Bai Suzhen's demeanor is generous, elegant and friendly.

Xiaoqing is lively and cute, with ghosts and spirits.

Xu Xian had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life.

bow down,
"Thank you two girls, otherwise Xu will be caught in the rain."

Bai Suzhen smiled gently,
"My lord, you are polite, but it's just a trivial matter."

Xu Xian has never been alone with a woman except his own sister,

I didn't know what to do, so I had to keep silent.

The atmosphere in the small cabin suddenly became awkward.

Xu Xian was restless and didn't even know where to put his hands.

It was Bai Suzhen who was understanding and broke through first.

"I don't know the son's name, where is he from?"

Xu Xian hurriedly replied: "I'm Xu Xian, written in Chinese, and lives in Qiantang."

The three of them started chatting one after another, gradually relieving the previous embarrassment.

The heavy rain was like a waterfall, rushing down.

A small boat was swaying on the surface of the lake, the oars swung and floated in bursts of blue waves.

The old boatman was driving the boat, singing simple folk songs with his voice open.

Although the singing is simple and unpretentious, it has a special flavor.

The rough and heroic singing resounded through thousands of miles of waves.

"Hey~~ hey~~

The beauty of the West Lake is beautiful in March~Spring rain is like wine and willows are like smoke;

It is destined to meet thousands of miles away, but it is difficult to hold hands without fate;
After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and after a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together;
If a thousand years and years have good fortune,

White heads with one heart in sight;
If it is a thousand years, there is good fortune
The white heads are concentric in front of you~~~”

The audience behind the screen couldn't help being brainwashed by the enchanting singing.

They shook their heads and sang along.

Xun Qiu burst into tears as he sang.

He knew that he was still reluctant to part with his favorite opera.

He is now retired, has a son and daughter to support, and doesn't worry about life.

He can pick up his dream again, but he still can't take that step.

It was he who abandoned opera, so what face would he have to pick it up again.

Now, this knot has been untied by the song "Crossing Love" written by The Legend of White Snake.