Chapter 649: Chinese character with surname Xu

This white-clothed woman is just the disciple of Lishan's mother, the snake spirit Bai Suzhen who has practiced for thousands of years. At this time, she had practiced for a thousand years and had almost completed her merits, but because she still owed some cause and effect in the dunya, she could not be ranked in the immortal class.
This period of cause and effect is that Bai Suzhen still has some kindness still unpaid.
However, it was said that Bai Suzhen was still a small snake. When he failed to transform, he was chased by a snake catcher. Fortunately, he was rescued by a little shepherd boy.
In this world, cultivating immortals attaches great importance to cause and effect, and the cause and effect are unclear and cannot become immortals.
The past events of the year turned into cause and effect.
The snake catcher reincarnated as Fahai.
The little shepherd boy was reincarnated as Xu Xian.
Bai Suzhen cultivates an adult form.
The grievances between these three people will be the main theme of this world in the next thirty years.
The woman in Tsing Yi is Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing is a green snake that has grown into a spirit, and Bai Suzhen is a little bit worse than her.
Bai Suzhen failed to molest, but was captured by Bai Suzhen instead.
Xiaoqing begged for mercy, but for the sake of the same kind, Bai Suzhen spared Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing felt that Bai Suzhen was really good, so she began to follow Bai Suzhen and love her sisters.
Under the guidance of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Bai Suzhen came to the West Lake to find someone who was predestined. Xiaoqing had nothing to do and joined the fun together.
"Sister, Master Guanyin said, "I will look to the heights of the West Lake." We have reached the heights of the West Lake. On the broken bridge, there are no destined people!" Xiaoqing looked at the people under the bridge. Said dullly.
Bai Suzhen smiled and said, "Since I am a destined person, I will meet each other naturally, but I am in a hurry!"
Xiaoqing said, "Today there are many tourists in the West Lake, but there are no young and handsome boys...Hey, sister, look at that boy!" Xiaoqing said, suddenly brightened, and pointed to a white-clothed boy on the edge of the West Lake.
Bai Suzhen also looked at the young man in white.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but at first glance it was a big surprise.
Bai Suzhen only felt that she had been doing things for a thousand years. When she saw the young man in white clothes, it was like Shuoxue who had met the rising sun and instantly melted away.
And this young man, on the bank of the independent West Lake, has a superb wind spirit and outstanding charm.
Like a fairy in a picture.
Just like a heavenly man.
"This son is really extraordinary!" Xiaoqing said quietly, "I don't know why. When I see him, I feel both happy and scared. This feeling is better than when I occasionally saw Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. Be strong!"
"I think your spring heart is floating!" Bai Suzhen smiled, "I am looking for someone who is destined, not a handsome young man."
Xiaoqing chuckled and said, "If someone is predestined to be a handsome little man, wouldn't it be better?"
Bai Suzhen pinched Xiaoqing, and said, "You!"
The sisters were frolicking, suddenly the boy in white looked towards the broken bridge.
The boy's eyes are like in the middle of the day.
At the first glance, it seemed that Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing had already looked up and down clearly and clearly.
The boy gave a mysterious smile.
This smile is like the Buddha's twisting flowers.
With a hint of rhyme.
Strong Zen.
If it is an ordinary person, then nothing else, but Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing are both spiritual practitioners, and the laughter of the boy feels that the body and mind are rippling.
Like a fish in water.
Like flowers in spring.
Such as long drought and rain.
The two women could barely breathe.
The boy turned his head again.
Xiaoqing definitely nodded, and said: "Otherwise? Sister, the look you looked at him just now, you can't even melt him. If he is not a destined person, who is a destined person?"
Bai Suzhen said: "But I can't see through him, let alone trace his past using magic."
Xiaoqing said fiercely: "I would rather kill by mistake than let it go!"
While the two were talking, another Tsing Yi boy appeared.
The appearance of this boy in Tsing Yi was far inferior to the boy in white clothes by the lake, just beautiful. The boy in Tsing Yi had a bookish look on his face. He walked to the broken bridge and opened his mouth to chant a poem, "By the side of the broken bridge outside the post, lonely and without the owner, it is already dusk... Even more wind and rain, unintentionally struggling for spring, forever. Jealous. Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance is as usual!"
This boy's eye-catching performance immediately attracted the eyes of Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing.
"Oh, there is one more talented man!" Xiaoqing smiled covering his mouth.
"Small pieces are turned into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance is as usual." Bai Suzhen chewed the words of the young man, feeling a special taste.
The boy in Tsing Yi suddenly turned around, facing the broken bridge, arched his hands and said, "Two young ladies please."
Bai Suzhen said: "Hello son, I just listened to the son chanting poems, he is very talented, I don't know what the son is called?"
But the boy in Tsing Yi sang: "The surname Xu is in Chinese with immortal characters, and his ancestral home is Qiantang. There is a family in Qiantang. For generations to believe in Shang, he sells medicinal materials to make a living. Unfortunately, his parents died early and came to the grave during the Qingming Festival. After visiting West Lake, he wanted to go home, but he was on Broken Bridge. Yu Jiaren. I don’t know the first and last name of the two..."
Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Sister, this young man Xu Hanwen is out of his mouth. He asks your name around the corner! Would you like to tell him?"
Bai Suzhen said: "My name is Bai Suzhen, this is my sister, Xiao Qing."
"Bai Suzhen, a very good name." Suddenly the white-clothed boy walked over by the West Lake and smiled, "Will you chant a poem? I will too, you hear: wind and rain send spring back, flying snow welcomes spring... When Shanhua was romantic, she laughed in the bushes."
Bai Suzhen still didn't think so, but Xu Xian looked at Ye Qing as if he had seen a ghost, and lost his voice: "Aren't you too? A traverser?"
"Of course not, I am an aboriginal." The white-clothed boy smiled, "I am the guardian of this world. My name is Ye Qing, Ye Qing's Ye, Ye Qing's Qing."
Xu Xian's complexion became particularly ugly.
Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing didn't know what mystery the two teenagers were making.
"Ye Qing? Good name." Xiao Qing smiled, "Your name is Ye Qing, and my name is Xiao Qing. They all have the word "Qing". It's really fateful!"