A fork in the road in a small town.

Bai Yujun wears a bamboo hat and sets up a roadside stall, sitting on a small bench and working hard to sell oil-paper umbrellas. The umbrellas have landscapes painted on them, and more oil-paper umbrellas have some special cartoon characters painted on them, with unique and eye-catching shapes.

While setting up the stall, I continued to make oil-paper umbrellas, as if I felt uncomfortable if I didn't find something to do.

"Girl, how much does an umbrella cost?"

A middle-aged scholar took a fancy to an oil-paper umbrella and asked for its price. When he knelt down to examine it, he accidentally saw the peerless beauty and his expression was in a trance, astonished.

"One tael of silver."

Passers-by shook their heads. One tael of silver can buy a lot of things. There is no need to buy an oil-paper umbrella that can be bought for dozens of pennies. But the scholar vaguely took out a tael of silver and handed it over, still laughing, laughing.

Stupid.

The onlookers could tell at a glance that the scholar had been seduced by the vixen. He spent one tael of silver to buy an umbrella and might be beaten to death by his mother-in-law when he got home.

He took the money, put away the oil-paper umbrella and tied it with a cloth strip and handed it to the scholar.

After receiving the paper umbrella, the scholar remembered that he actually spent one tael of silver to buy an umbrella. He wanted to return it. He looked at the delicate face but was embarrassed to speak. He sighed and thought he was confused, so he bought it. In fact, the painting was quite beautiful.

of.

Bai Yujun didn't even raise his head.

In fact, scholars have gained great benefits. The paintings on those paper umbrellas are not only paintings, but also a simple formation that is extremely important to ordinary people. Placing them at home can prevent the breeding of evil and filth, and can protect the soul from evil spirits while walking at night.

The interference of ghost hallucinations makes it more resistant to the attacks of ordinary ghosts. Taoists without cultivation regard them as treasures. They don't have to worry about selling them for a thousand taels of silver, not to mention a tael of silver.

The sun was warm, and the wine shop and tea shop at the fork in the road had little business. The waiter and the shopkeeper were squatting at the door eating sunflower seeds.

"That girl is so handsome, I really want to go to her house to propose marriage." The waiter couldn't move his eyes away.

The shopkeeper curled his lips and spat out the melon seed skin with a loud sound.

"A pair of trousers in your family has been worn by three generations. How can you marry a wife? Besides, that girl just punched the ruffian Liu into unconsciousness. She might be a martial arts master. The toad wants to eat swan meat."

"Hey, maybe this girl likes an honest guy like me."

Even the waiter next door couldn't bear to hear what he said. He turned his back and was out of sight and out of mind.

"Look! There's someone coming on the road! Maybe they'll have a meal and a rest!"

The waiter of the wine shop and teahouse is busy preparing to pick up customers. This place is also a traffic thoroughfare. Business travelers often pass by. There is no village in front of the village and no shop in the back. Travelers often stop to eat wine and drink tea. The shop cannot make a fortune but will not starve to death. It is considered a good place.

A living.

Bai Yujun continued working without raising his head.

I have cut a lot of bamboo strips, which will be enough for a while.

There were five people, one middle-aged man leading four young people. They had a master-disciple relationship. The young people were fifteen or sixteen to more than 20 years old. They were in the Qi refining period. They were holding swords and wearing long robes, and they looked like spiritual practitioners.

, middle-aged people are in the early stages of foundation building.

Don’t underestimate the foundation building stage. This world is still dominated by low-level monks. There are very few monks in the golden elixir stage and above. When traveling, you will encounter more people in the Qi refining stage and foundation building stage. Except for a few large sects, the rest of the small sects

Most of the sect leaders only have Jindan cultivation, and Nascent Soul cultivation can be considered as a medium-sized sect. There are even many sects that accept a few disciples during the foundation building period and then establish a sect.

The foundation building stage is already very powerful when you are away from home, after all, the golden elixir stage is extremely rare.

Those in Chang'an City can only use the foundation building stage and the Qi refining stage, and the price of a golden elixir monk is expensive.

Bai Yujun raised his head and glanced at the foundation-building monk.

"The false foundation-building period caused by taking medicine."

Whisper something in a low voice and tell the true story of that monk. A monk who relies on taking elixirs to survive until the foundation building stage will be like this for the rest of his life.

False cultivation refers to those cultivations that rely on external forces rather than one's own breakthroughs. The foundation is not stable and the techniques are not refined. Unless there is a good magic weapon at hand, it will be difficult to beat the monks of the same realm.

Several people sat down in the teahouse, which made the waiter of the wine shop next door very depressed.

"Master, look, that umbrella seller is really beautiful!"

"Such a beauty appears in a small mountain town. I have to be on guard. Eat quickly and leave early."

Although he is a fake in the foundation building stage, he is very knowledgeable. At least he knows how to be cautious when going out. Who knows if there is some expert who likes to keep a low profile and put caution first.

After the meal, the five masters and disciples threw away their money and turned around to leave.

When passing by an umbrella stall, Bai Yujun suddenly spoke.

"Buy an umbrella. It rains a lot in the mountains. An umbrella can protect you from the rain."

The foundation-building cultivator frowned. He felt that there was something wrong with the stall girl, but he couldn't see what the problem was. The villagers in the countryside didn't show any fear when they saw the cultivator. There was something wrong!

"What is the use of an umbrella? Why should I buy one?"

"The umbrella you bought me can protect you from the rain and prevent you from getting wet and getting sick. It's not expensive. You can buy one for only one tael of silver. Why don't you think about it?"

Bai Yujun didn't even raise his head, he still lowered his head to cut the bamboo branches.

The foundation-building monk didn't speak, but a young and energetic young man couldn't help but speak.

"We cultivators never use umbrellas. The magic can protect you from the rain. But you are a good-looking little girl. It's better to stay with me and be a maidservant than to set up a stall and be a vendor."

Bai Yujun smiled and didn't care.

"It's going to rain..."

After saying that, he lowered his head and said nothing. The young man was about to make a move but was caught by the foundation-building monk. He was secretly annoyed that the apprentice was not walking in the rivers and lakes and did not know the dangers. The girl was not an ordinary person. In anger, he turned around and continued on his way. The young man had no choice but to follow the master.

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Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky.

This is not Bai Yujun's talent, but it is really raining. The weather in the mountains is like a child's, changing his face at any time. Only Bai Yujun, who has a strong sense of weather conditions, can know in advance.

Raindrops falling...

The five masters and disciples habitually used spells to resist the rain. What frightened the five people was that the rainwater fell straight on their bodies regardless of the spells, soaking their clothes and chilling their hearts. They stood motionless in the rain and watched.

I didn't even look at the tips from the shopkeeper and the waiter at the wine shop and teahouse, and felt cold in my heart.

The strange thing is that the girl and the paper umbrellas placed at the stall were not exposed to the rain, as if the rain was automatically avoided.

"I told you before that buying my umbrella would protect you from the rain. Alas, I always disobey my advice. What should I do if I get wind-cold? The mediocre doctors in town can't cure it."

The master in the foundation building stage was shaking all over...

Shivering, he walked back to the stall, took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the girl tremblingly.

"I...I buy five umbrellas..."

The four disciples stood behind the foundation-building monk with pale faces. They were just a small cultivating group, not a sect. Bai Yujun did not feel the evil spirit as strong as the seven killers in black on the five of them. They were not big evil.

, without the intention of killing, there is really no need.

He picked up five umbrellas and handed them to the other party, took the silver, and found five taels of broken silver.

"Take it and look for your silver."

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me..."

"Let's go, go back and forth wherever you want, forget everything here."

"yes……"

The five masters and apprentices held up their umbrellas and returned the same way. The cold drizzle was blowing, and the small stall became more and more blurry. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "New White Snake Asks the Immortal", follow "Hot Net Articles or rdww444" on WeChat for more updates
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