White Snake Uh... Biography

All kinds of past lives slowly settled in this silent Qiantang. On that day, I broke into the realm of Brahma alone, leaving Xiwo, Zitu, and Xu Xian in the ghost road Fengdu, until I negotiated with the Buddha for a long time. After negotiating the conditions and paying the price, everyone disappeared when they returned to Fengdu.

The realm of Brahma, the eighteen levels of hell, and the realm of heaven and hell are not far away, but the distance of only a few steps disturbs my peace.

I touched my empty hair, the red flower had already been thrown outside the gate of Fengdu City, and he was no longer there.After I came back from Brahma Realm, he no longer waited for me at the original place, leaving only two deep footprints, presumably he should have stood there for a long time.

It's just that after a long time, I still haven't waited for my return.

On the way to Huangquan, I wanted him to help me wear a red flower, and when we said goodbye later, I would keep it as a memory for each other, but when I took the red flower out of my hair, I looked around in front of Fengdu's door, but I didn't know what to put on it. Who is this for.

Xu Xian took the way of returning to the sun, and Zi Tu didn't know where he was sent by the bat fan, but I was the only one who came the same way, but had to go back the same way.

I sighed, and threw the red flower into his footprints. When the wind blew, the soil instantly blew away the footprints, and the scattered dirt from the footprints gradually covered the red flowers.

This manjusawa flower growing in Huangquan will eventually wither because of me.

Halfway through Huangquan, a figure suddenly came out of the mist, and the figure slowly approached, and I realized that the person was Zitu who was trapped by the bat fan. I was depressed and didn't talk to her, and she seemed to be aware My face was ugly, and they didn't call me a "bitch" when they met.

In this way, Zitu and I left the ghost realm together.

When I returned to the security hall, I saw Zitu who suddenly put on a smiling face, and I felt a little uneasy. Only then did I realize that her hair is just like mine, without the hair that I always wear. purple rose.

I have never been able to figure out what happened in the world below when I was in the realm of Brahma, but after I got the Veda Grass, all the people around me suddenly changed.

Just like the story in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", the ghosts and ghosts who could not see the light of the night suddenly took on a completely different appearance.

Xu Xian, who was returning to Yang, was no longer as gentle and weak as before, but faintly gloomy and sad.

Zitu, who was out of trouble, also reduced his hostility to me a bit, and instead of returning to the magic way, he actually stayed in my security hall.

And Fa Hai, who came back from Buddhism with me, walked away from the world of mortals before entering Qiantang. The newly acquired golden bowl in his hand was eager to point the mouth of the bowl at me when he left the Brahma Realm. Tricks can't change the direction of the golden bowl.

This treasure I took from the Buddha's hand was so hostile to me that Fahai was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay in Qiantang anymore, and went to the world of mortals outside Qiantang alone.

But the Baoantang is still the same Baoantang, and Qiantang County is always the same Qiantang County. In the vast sea of ​​people, there is one more person and one less person. It makes no difference to people other than me.

The Baoantang is still full of business, and I also put aside the ghostly affairs, and help people fetch medicine and read prescriptions every day.

In front of the medicine cabinet in front of the hall, Xiaoqing played with Zitu every day, and occasionally two smiles bloomed, and her face was flushed, which always made the patients who came to see the doctor stunned and dazzled.

Xu Xian in Huanyang is more unmoved than before, he doesn't care about others gossiping behind his back that the doctor of Baoantang is very beautiful, he has three beauties in one hall, and he rarely talks to others except for seeing a doctor every day , even I have refrained from many presumptuousness in the past.

This seems to be the same security hall as before, but secretly, it gradually lost its original appearance.

I raised my eyes and looked at the medicine cabinet that hadn't changed much for more than a hundred years. There was no longer the scene of Xiaoqing and Zitu laughing and laughing in front of the medicine cabinet, and there was only Daqing standing there with a big back, from time to time. Grabbing the gold scale that was no bigger than the palm of your hand, impatiently fiddling with the small weight to help people weigh medicine, even the old Hou who came out halfway disappeared at this time.

In fact, I really wanted to leave Baoantang and go outside Qiantang to see what the Three Realms are like at this time, but when I saw Xu Xian who was helping people with a simple smile and seeing a doctor, I desperately pressed what I wanted. 500 years ago, If I had been by his side all the time and hadn't been arrested and taken to Leifeng Pagoda, perhaps the catastrophe of the past could still be saved. Today, I will never make that mistake again.

Seeing that it was already afternoon, and there were only a few patients who came to see the doctor, I walked out from the curtain in the back hall, and happened to meet Xu Xian who was helping Aunt Meng's pulse. Without looking back, he said: "This morning, the soybeans I bought are very good. I have asked Daqing to grind them for me. I have left them for a day. I think I can make bean curds and tofu nao at night. Ma'am, do you want sweets?" Is it salty or salty?"

I looked at Xu Xian who took his hand from Aunt Meng's veins, and suddenly a bitterness came out of my tongue: "Eat something sweet."

"Mrs. Xu." Aunt Meng nodded to me, and smiled, the wrinkles on her face were wrinkled in her grin, "How can bean curd be so sweet?"

"Oh?" I looked at the wrinkled woman, and asked curiously, "What does Mrs. Yimeng mean, that tofu nao can only be eaten salty?"

"It's not right either." Aunt Meng withdrew her hand from Xu Xian and put down her rolled up sleeves: "You shouldn't eat salty food either."

The honest man also became interested at this time, put away the pulse pillow, and asked with a smile: "Aunt Meng, according to what you said, you can't eat sweet or salty food. How should I eat this tofu nao?"

"Tofu nao in the world should be washed with the soup I made. It is better to eat the sourness and bitterness in this soup." Aunt Meng rolled her cloudy eyes and replied to Xu Xian.

"There is no soup that is sour and bitter." Xu Xian shook his head, "Who wants to drink sour and bitter soup?"

"If you drink it, you can forget the troubles of life, if you swallow it, you can get rid of the pain of the past, and if you drink it, you can dilute the three lives and three generations. Doctor Xu, do you want to drink this soup?"

No matter how honest an honest person is, he could sense something was wrong at this time. The face of the always kind Aunt Meng had already turned gloomy at this moment. I waved my hand and stopped Xu Xian behind me, and shouted angrily at Aunt Meng: "Where are you? Road monster! How dare you trespass into the prison of Buddhism!"

"Old lady, I'm just a janitor, so what kind of monster is it?" Aunt Meng got up slowly, took out something from her bosom, and slowly placed it in front of Xu Xian's medical table.

"Old things are hard to find, my wife, I have been in Qiantang County for 500 years, and I just want to wait for an opportune time to hand this thing over to Mrs. Xu." Aunt Meng slowly picked it up from the case with her gray palm, and a purple light suddenly came from the case. Aunt Meng bloomed under her palm.

A delicate and charming purple rose lay quietly on the table, with a few drops of flower dew on the petals, firmly condensed on it, motionless.

"Does Madam Xu remember this purple flower?"

This thing is unknown to others, but it is an old thing to me. This purple rose, which is rare in the world, was originally worn by Zi Tu on her head, but was accidentally left behind in the ghost road Fengdu.

"This was originally owned by Zi Tu, one of the Seven Lords of the Rainbow Light of the Demon Dao. If you want to return it to the original owner, then the lineage of the Demon Dao is no longer here. It is not a waste of time to come here at this time." I looked again I glanced at the purple rose with condensed petals, but I only felt that there was an indescribable familiarity in this flower.

"Although this thing is owned by that little monster who is good at treacherous ways and speaks unscrupulously, this flower was brought out from Fengdu by Mrs. Xu herself." Aunt Meng looked at me, pursed her lips meaningfully and smiled again She smiled, as if I was the biggest joke in the world in her eyes, the old lady laughed too many times after seeing me.

"500 years ago, when Zi Tu and I left Fengdu together, there was no such purple rose on his head. How could it be possible that I brought this flower?"

"Mrs. Xu, how can you be sure in your heart that the person who left Fengdu with you that day will be Zitu himself?"

Aunt Meng suddenly moved her face closer, met my eyes, and asked me while laughing, with endless banter in her tone.

500 years ago, the beautiful woman that Huang Quan met halfway was not Zi Tu, who would it be?That peerless and gorgeous face, besides her, who else in the world has such a face.

"Mrs. Xu, if I tell you that Zitu has been in the ghost realm for 500 years and has never left, what would you do?"

The coolness suddenly rushed up from my back, a large section of the picture flashed in front of me, and countless pasts mercilessly poured in, my footsteps swayed, my body moved slightly, Xu Xian grabbed my arm, the familiar I felt that the fear in my heart was slowly diluting. I looked at this honest man, and my heart felt a little at ease. distribution of...

He - who the hell!

"Sister!" Amidst the confusion and fear, a familiar voice came, the voice was rough but extremely familiar, and the quality of the voice changed again, but the familiarity contained in the tone was still the same as before. Daqing in front of the medicine cabinet finally noticed at this time When I got to the anomaly in the front hall, I bypassed the medicine cabinet and came to me.

"It's time to eat!" Daqing called me again.

Hearing this, Aunt Meng put away the Zi Qiangwei in front of the case, and then slowly withdrew her leaning body away from my eyes, regaining her stooped appearance again, and the disturbing woman just now turned into a On weekdays, Mrs. Meng, who was kind and kind, patted the clothes in front of her, straightened the wrinkled clothes a little, smiled at me and said: "In that case, then I won't bother you, Doctor Xu and Mrs. Xu, the old lady will go first." step."

I looked at the back of Aunt Meng who was slowly going away, but the coolness on my back became more and more intense.

It was so strong that the tender and refreshing sweet bean curd didn't have much taste, and I only ate less than one and a half bowls.

In the middle of the night, I comforted the honest man to sleep, then lit the candlestick and walked to Daqing's room.

When he first entered the room, Daqing was meditating, and a cloud of mist flickered on his face. The originally rough facial features were twisted and changed for a while. Daqing looked like a fierce general in the daytime, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if two completely different masks were pulling each other on Daqing's face, between you and me, the beautiful mask was obviously at a disadvantage, and it flashed twice , Daqing's face was firmly occupied by the rough mask, no longer changing.

I put the candlestick lightly on the poplar table, sighed and said to Daqing: "Why bother, would it not be a pity to destroy such a beautiful face day and night?"

Daqing successfully subdued the mist, rolled my eyes and said: "This face, compared with the endless curse of reincarnation and love, what a pity. The night is getting dark, if you don't accompany Xu Xian, come to me to do it." Well?"

I twirled the candle tears that shed when I was walking on the road. After the candle tears left the skin, there was a faint chill. I twisted the candle tears into a ball, squeezed them in my hand uneasily, and said to Daqing: "A few days ago, Zi Tu came Did you notice anything unusual when you were there?"

"Zi Tu? That little girl is as unrestrained as before, unobstructed, what's wrong?"

I shook my head, recalling Aunt Meng's confusing words during the day, "I suspect that it was not Zitu who came to Baoan Tang a few days ago."

"How much did you eat at night?" Daqing asked me for no reason.

"Not much, a bowl of tofu nao, three barley sacs, six spoons of freshly brewed bean paste, and a little brown rice, that's all." I savored the salty taste deep in my tongue, replied.

Daqing stood up and gave me a blank look again, and poured me a cup of tea, "I didn't eat much, how could I be so full that I'm talking weird things for no reason."

I took a sip of tea, tapped my finger on the table and said, "You look really inappropriate for such roundabout witticism."

"Go slowly!" Daqing pointed at the door impatiently and hurried me away.

"Don't make trouble." I shook my head, restrained my teasing expression, and said seriously: "Have you ever heard of a profound magic called a double body in the world?"

"It is rumored that above the Nine Heavens, there is Erlang Zhenjun who can do 36 Tiangang changes, and the old Hou who left the Baoantang not long ago also made 72 changes. How can a mere double body be an advanced technique?" Da Qing Seeing that I didn't look like I was joking, he sat down beside me and replied.

"Not the same." I shook my head.

The so-called double body spell has been recorded in the treasure house of Dragon City. It is the most monstrous evil spell in the world. Because this spell is too evil, the order of the Six Paths strictly prohibits its practice. However, no matter how strict the rules of the Six Paths are, It is also impossible to control the darkest and far-reaching gap between heaven and earth, so most of the people who have practiced this method in the records are ghosts.

The reason why this method is evil is that it is different from the general six-path magic. The double body is to peel off part of the practitioner from the original body, find a sustenance, replace the person with the object, and act instead of the original body from then on. But the original body of the Dharma can no longer move a single bit after transforming into a double layer. Although the consciousness is there, the body is like an insect in amber, trapped in a cocoon forever, and there will be no day of freedom.

However, the double body of the metamorphosis can transcend all the laws of the six realms, without fear of karma and retribution, and act recklessly without restraint. As time goes by, the double body of the pseudo-object will get closer and closer to the form of the original body. After the body is exactly the same, the double body will completely replace the original body, becoming the second existence in the world that has appeared before but has been optimized by strength.

"Then what about the original body?" Daqing heard this kind of evil technique, and his face was inevitably unsightly. The fierce general's appearance and worried expression really didn't go well together.

"As the original body grows with the double body, the magic cocoon trapped around the body will only become thicker and thicker, but the spiritual consciousness will become clearer and clearer. The clearer the spiritual consciousness, the more clearly I can perceive my eternal cocoon. Painful." I stuck the candle tears in my hand on the red candle again, and pressed it hard twice, the candle tears stuck to the candle wall, this is something born from the same body, but at this moment, the sticking candle tears are more eye-catching , Disharmony.

"Since the torture of the original body is so detailed and long-term, why do people insist on practicing this technique?" Da Qing asked puzzled.

"To do what I couldn't do."

I sighed, and took off the candle tears again, but in a short time, the candle tears had been stuck to the candle wall, and when I took it off, some unburned new candles were brought along.

The red candle burst into a burst of sparks in the blink of an eye, and amidst the crackling, Daqing suddenly slapped the table vigorously: "Could it be that little girl Zitu practiced this forbidden method for the bastard Xiwo! "

The prison set up by the Buddha himself in the Western Brahma Realm covers the three worlds and the six realms. Without the approval of the Buddha, no one can easily get in and out of it. It is only possible to break through the shackles. There are so many disharmony in this coming and going, after all, it is my carelessness!

"Zi Tu, she..." Da Qing's voice trembled a little, as if he already had an idea of ​​the answer that he couldn't wait to know, but I still needed to finalize it.

"If my estimation is correct, Zitu didn't come out of Fengdu City 500 years ago."

A little late at night, the cold wind enters the window, the wind bites the candle flame, and the brilliance is lost.

Daqing and I sat silently in the dark, face to face distance, I could hear Daqing breathing incessantly, the chaotic thoughts during the day, in the discussion with Daqing after dinner, finally came to an end There was a glimmer of clarity.

This somewhat terrifying result only became a little real at the moment when he said it, and the thoughts that had been circling in his heart for a long time were always false at the moment before he spoke.

When I was in the realm of Brahma, what happened in the ghost road of Fengdu, so that Zi Tu would not hesitate to use the purple rose that never leaves her body as an incarnation to perform this forbidden law!

The Three Realms are unknown!

Six ways are unknown!

Xiwo is unknown!

Xu Xian is unknown!

It seems that in the world, only Daqing who sits with me in the dark is bright.

It's just that she and I are locked up in this Buddhist prison with the punishment on their backs.

Knowing and not knowing, what's the use!

What's the next step?Continue to wait!Who else can I trust?What to expect!What is there to forget!

I can't forget, so I can't wait, I can't wait, so I suffer day and night.

How can I survive in this trapped world.

"Daqing! At dawn, I will..."

"Sister!" In the darkness, Daqing suddenly grabbed my wrist with such force that I couldn't help frowning.

"In the world, it is easiest to act recklessly, but don't forget that there is still one person waiting for you to save in the Ziwei Cave on Mount Emei!"

The years are dry and prosperous, the world is ruthless, this deceitful lie uttered from the mouth of the deceived person, suddenly made my heart ache, like a sharp edge piercing my heart, like a sword's edge piercing my chest, the weakest part of my heart, in the process of transforming the dragon to escape After taking a nap, I no longer had the protection of Ni Lin. I hurriedly turned my head away, not wanting to let her see my guilty look, but it was only after I passed that I realized that the room was completely dark at this time, and who could see through the darkness? A piece of darkness can clearly see the hearts of others.

After being silent for a long time, struggling for a long time, and calculating for a long time, I finally turned around, put my hand on Daqing's hands that were holding my wrist tightly, and patted: "Don't worry, it's different now, I won't Acting on impulse, not to mention the people in Ziwei Cave, waiting for you and me."

I clearly felt that Daqing's hands had loosened, as if he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was still silent, he no longer had the great strength in his hands.

The sky had already risen and the night was approaching dawn. I returned to Xu Xian's side and lay down silently on my side.

"Husband, who are you?"

With my back to Xu Xian, I spoke slowly.

Xu Xian on the side of the bed was breathing evenly at this time, with a faint snoring sound, as if he had already fallen into a deep sleep, and when the sky was about to dawn, this was the deepest moment in a person's sleep.

It's just that he is still a human being now?

"Husband, the sky is still light, you and I are in this room together. The world is lying, but the dark room is not lying. I will only ask you this last time: Who are you?"

The snoring stopped, and the person with my back seemed to be hesitating for something.

"In the Ziwei Cave on Mount Emei, I planted the twin flowers holding twin souls with my own hands, and the impoverished soil on that side was also transformed by my half-divine blood. Now that you are out of trouble, how can you lie to me?" Without turning around, he asked with a more serious tone: "Husband, tell me, who are you?!"

"Bai'er, it's me, I'm back."

The voice of the honest man finally sounded, and the numb thoughts suddenly seemed to be picked up by a pair of skillful hands, and the messy and flying veins were tied up in an instant, and the Fushen who blindly reassured me exuded a strong breath in the gradually flourishing sky .

It's him!

I didn't dare to look back at him, but he turned around and hugged me tightly.

The light outside the window has shot into the room, and the dark room has gradually turned into a splendid hall. I was hugged by him, and I was at a loss.

When I was most at a loss, a call suddenly came from outside the window. Although the voice was a bit sharp and frivolous, to me at this time, it was more pleasant than Kunshan Yu Sui.

"Little Dragon Girl, I'm back, your Great Sage Grandfather!"

The author has something to say: I am supplementing "The Demon King"... If I don't supplement it, there will be a shortage of articles to publish...