Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The drizzle is like smoke.

Xu Xian took a awning boat to the location of the lake. The cold rain fell on him. The weather was wet and cold, but he couldn't change his anxious thoughts. There was a premonition that he would forget everything about the white girl as time passed.

Even if the two parties have not had a conversation, Xu Xian still does not want to forget, even if the two sides will eventually be separated by thousands of miles...

The breeze slowly blows the willow flowers on the riverside, and the petals fall lightly, or sink directly to the bottom of the water, or drift down along the waves, not knowing where they are going.

The sky was gloomy and misty.

The gray sky is the building, and the blue lake is the smoky lake. I have visited here some time ago, and there is a little strangeness in the familiarity. The stone bridge spans the lake, and travelers come and go to admire the natural scenery.

The awning boat rowed across the water, and a woman in white was seen walking on the embankment with an umbrella.

When the boat drew ashore, Xu Xian hurried ashore, walked through the rain curtain and came to Shiro, the blurred face in his mind became clear, and it was still the posture of the world that seemed indifferent to the fireworks, very beautiful and beautiful.

Bai raised his eyebrows and didn't expect to meet Xu Xian here. It seemed that he had come in a hurry.

Naturally I remember Xu Xian, I can't talk about disgusting this person, and naturally I can't talk about liking this person. The real reason for the encounter is only the magic techniques performed by the monks in the Jinfeng Temple. He is just an ordinary person who is treated as a chess piece. , He would never know this.

Xu Xian looked at the girl in the white dress in front of him, and came in a hurry, suddenly not knowing what to say. He couldn't say all the words he had thought of, and could only speak crampedly.

"White...white girl..."

Bai sighed in his heart, nothing more, just a poor man.

Xu Xian dropped the umbrella on the awning boat and saw that his hair and clothes were wet by the rain. He moved the umbrella over Xu Xian's head to help him shelter from the rain. He was too short and needed to raise his arms. Grow taller.

Seen from a distance, two figures, one tall and one low, are walking side by side with umbrellas on the bank of the lake.

The breeze moved the hairline skirt.

Xu is too close, Xu Xian can smell the fragrance of the beautiful woman beside him, unconsciously a little cramped.

"That, what's your name?" Bai took the lead to break the silence.

Having been in Jiangnan for so long, she had never paid attention to Xu Xian, and she didn't even know her name.

"Xu Xian Xiaosheng." Xu Xian didn't expect that the white girl would take the initiative to speak to herself, and then quickly replied after a moment of daze.

"Master Xu, right." White nodded and looked at the lake in the distance. The smoke wave curled like a dream, and he spoke softly, "The encounter between you and me was an accident. My life and yours shouldn't have any intersection. We were originally. You don’t live in the same world. After I leave, you will return to a normal life and start a family."

Xu Xian opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Even if she had expected it before, she couldn't help but feel bitter when she heard the white girl personally said she was leaving here.

He is not a person from the same world...

"Where is the white girl going?" Xu Xian asked after being silent for a long time, with a grudging smile on his face.

Bai smiled, and did not immediately answer Xu Xian's question, but instead asked, "Do you think Jiangnan is vast?"

Jiangnan belongs to the collective term for the region here, just like the name of the Asia-Europe plate on the earth. Can only live here.

The girl turned and looked at the lake, her clothes and hair fluttering lightly, as if she went away lightly.

"Nature is vast." Xu's eyes were slightly trembled.

Nan Sui is the name of the country where he lives, and there is a circle of countries around him, but he doesn't know much about it. For him, Nan Sui is big enough.

"But to me, this is just a place passed during the journey." Bai turned his head and looked at Xu Xian.

Xu Xian was stunned, not knowing what to do.

"The world is huge. What you see is only this corner. My dream is to travel across the entire Tianlan Continent." Bai didn't know why he would say this to an ordinary person like Xu Xian. It may be just a whim. "Yes. Yes, next time you come to the lake to play, remember to bring an umbrella, here, this umbrella will be given to you."

Xu Xian took the umbrella handle blankly, still warm in his hand.

Go to the stone bridge where you first met.

Bai smiled slightly, and completely erased the part of Xu Xian's fate that was related to him.

I don’t know what’s going on, Xu Xian just feels like he has lost something important in some way. The beautiful woman in front of him is gradually becoming unfamiliar. It's time to wake up from dreams now.

"Master Xu, take care, never see you again."

"White girl..."

Xu Xian held the umbrella and stretched out his hand to grab something, but he felt more and more blurred, and he was even about to forget the name of the beautiful woman in front of him. The previous impressive scene was quickly fading.

The girl in the white skirt seemed to be slow but went away quickly, disappearing among the crowds of tourists in the blink of an eye.

The stone bridge is misty and rainy, and the lake is like a mirror.

The weather did not know when it cleared, and the dark clouds turned into white clouds, which were reflected in the lake like white snow.

The painting boat rides across the lake, and the ripples dissolve the reflection in the water.

Xu Xian stared blankly in the direction that Bai disappeared, trying to keep the scene just now in his heart, but it was in vain.

This life should be missed to meet again.

Maybe it happened a long time later, looking at that white umbrella and meditating, but I couldn't remember who gave it to me. I came to the embankment subconsciously during the rainy season and wanted to find a figure that disappeared in my life.

Misty rain on the stone bridge, the paper umbrella leaves fragrance.

Dependence arises, demise...

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After a long time, a monk came to Osmanthus Alley.

The white monk's clothes, the handsome face, the faint smile on his face, the flawless body, attracted the attention of countless people, and came to Xu Xian's house.

The woman looked at the monk in white with a surprised expression.

When Xu Xian was born, she was not very old. I remember that such a monk came to the house at that time, and Xu Xian was named after that monk.

The vague figure in the memory gradually overlapped with the monk in front of him.

Could it be the true Buddha in the world?

Women can only think of this reason, otherwise why is it still the same after twenty years?

The future king told him that Xu Xian had a relationship with Buddhism, and the reason for coming here was to take him away. Of course, if Xu Xian didn't want to, he could stay here, all by himself.

The woman is very tangled.

On the one hand, I hope that Xu Xian will become a family and establish a business and pass on the incense. On the other hand, I want to let my younger brother leave with this true Buddha. Ordinary people have only a few dozen years of life.

After Xu Xian came back from the pharmacy, he heard about it and agreed to the future king.

That day, the scene of a monk in white leaving Xu Xian in the air was seen by countless people. Many people bowed to the ground and prayed piously, thinking that seeing the true Buddha was a good story.

"Buddha Amitabha, after entering Buddhism, he will leave the world and give you the name of Taoism, all good practices, and finally become a righteous fruit."

Osmanthus Lane lacked an apprentice in a drugstore who did not know who was waiting, and Jinfeng Temple had an additional monk who practiced Buddhism.

Xu Xian’s story has been circulated in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time. I don’t know when it has been refined and revised. There are many plots in the story, such as the relationship between the white snake, the monk and the demon, and the rescue of the green snake. No one can tell whether it is true or false. .

Later, the story was accidentally learned by a scholar who likes to put tea. The main reason for the scholar to put tea was to hear people talk about the supernatural thing. After hearing this, he wrote the story in the book. The name of the story is White Snake.

It is said that there is also a story called [Fox Words] in the book. The name of this book is [Liao Zhai Yi Wen].