"The water is shimmering and beautiful when it is sunny, and the mountains are misty and strange when it rains. The shores of Xizi Lake are indeed a beautiful scenery on earth and beautiful scenery."

When Ye Hua returned to Lin'an City through the portal, it started to rain in Lin'an City. After feeling the clear air around him, he couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, he finally realized the discomfort of the Peach Blossom Palace. Although the Peach Blossom Palace is also beautiful, with flowers, trees, mountains and waters, and even the stars, moon and Milky Way, for him, breathing is too uncomfortable and the air is relatively uncirculated, no wonder he feels bored.

After Qingying, Ye Hua and others walked to the street, they saw that the deserted streets were coming and going. Although it was raining lightly, many people did not hold umbrellas and were smiling. She shouted happily: "Wow, there are so many people. Could it be that the six doors caught the murderous Jia Tianshi, so everyone else dared to come out to play?"

Nannan looked around for a while, then said to Su Xiaoxiao beside her: "By the way, little sister, I heard that there is a broken bridge by the West Lake, so why don't you take us to see it? I want to see the broken bridge, how can I go?"

"Broken Bridge, OK. Actually, I don't know the story of the Broken Bridge very well. However, I know where the Broken Bridge is, and there are many storytellers over there, and they all like to tell all kinds of stories." Su Xiaoxiao nodded and led everyone to the Broken Bridge while introducing various beautiful stories on the banks of Xizi Lake.

Ye Hua looked at Su Xiaoxiao. He didn't know if Su Xiaoxiao, as a ghost cultivator, could still eat various delicacies. However, he thought that Su Xiaoxiao's life, which Wangyou said, is now bound to him, and through the panel attributes, he saw that Su Xiaoxiao was related to his cultivation. Her cultivation level increased with his level. He decided that when he was tired of shopping, he would take out the food he had prepared and share it and taste it.

In addition, he was also very interested in Su Xiaoxiao's ghost cultivation skills. The skills that Su Xiaoxiao used for Liu Rushi before seemed to be an illusion, which could actually cover up his face, but I don't know if it could cover up his entire face.

"By the way, the broken bridge in West Lake was not called the broken bridge before, but Duanjiaqiao."

Ye Hua and others had just walked to the broken bridge and saw a large number of pedestrians holding umbrellas standing on the broken bridge. On the edge of the broken bridge, there were two storytellers, one old and one young, and there was also a group of listeners around. While the old storyteller was talking, he took out a piece of white paper. The words "broken" and "paragraph" had already been written on the blank paper.

"A long time ago, Baishati on the banks of Xizi Lake meandered from the lonely mountain in the distance to this place, and there was only an unknown small wooden bridge connected to the shore of the lake."

"Grandpa, it is precisely because of the winding road that the later White Snake was born. I think it is the small wooden bridge that makes it convenient for the snake to walk on."

"Oh, why do you, a young boy, like to interrupt? I'm talking about Duan Jiaqiao's story here. Why do you interrupt and tell the story of White Lady? The story of White Lady is behind, why are you anxious!"

"Okay, okay, grandpa, you keep saying, I won't interrupt."

"Hmph, you little bastard, just listen to it!"

"Ahem..."

"At that time, those tourists who came here came to visit Gushan had to pass through the small wooden bridge. The small wooden bridge was exposed to the sun and rain, and the bridge boards often rotted, which was very inconvenient for those tourists.

"At that time, there was a simple thatched hut next to the small wooden bridge, and there lived a couple named Duan. Both of them were kind-hearted and diligent. The man made a living by fishing on the West Lake, while the woman set up a wine stall at the door and sold her own homemade local wine. However, because the wine was not very good, there were not many tourists, the business naturally became light.

"Suddenly one day, the day was about to set, and when the couple was about to close the door, a ragged white-haired old man came to the door of the store. He said he had come from afar and was penniless and wanted to stay overnight.

"When the couple saw that the old man was pitiful, they enthusiastically kept him, and cooked a carp that had just caught from the West Lake, and gave him a bowl of homemade local wine to entertain the old man.

"Ha, the old man was not polite. After drinking three large bowls of wine in a row, he poured it on the bed and fell asleep.

"Early the next morning, the white-haired old man was about to leave, but before he left, he took out three red wine medicines and said to the Duan couple, "Thank you for your kind hospitality. Here I have three wine medicines, which can help you, and the good wines you make." As soon as he finished speaking, he put the three wine medicines in the hands of the Duan men, and then said goodbye directly.

"The couple didn't think much about it, so they put the three wine medicines given by the old man in one of the wine-making tanks. It was just a moment of visible sight. The wine in the wine-making tank instantly turned scarlet. The man smelled the fragrance, and he tasted it and felt that the wine was extremely sweet and mellow.

"Since then, the man from Duan family poured the wine from other wine-making tanks into the wine-making tank with three wine medicines. It was also from that day on that day that there were many wine customers every day. The red wine of the Duan family has become famous throughout Lin'an City, and its business is getting more and more prosperous every day!

"Not long after, the couple of the Duan family demolished the former thatched hut and built a large restaurant. Moreover, in order to thank the old man who was white-haired, the couple of the Duan family specially saved a large sum of money and prepared to repay him well. Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, they never saw the old man who was white-haired.

"Time passes, and time doesn't wait for anyone. In a blink of an eye, three years passed. In the winter of that year, heavy snow fell on West Lake, and the white-haired old man finally appeared. He braved the snow and walked into the restaurant.

"When the couple saw the white-haired old man appear, they were very happy. After all, for them, it was just that the benefactor arrived. They were overjoyed and said repeatedly that they wanted to keep the old man's parents in the restaurant and take good care of him.
Chapter completed!