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Volume 1 Dalin¡¯s Laughter Chapter 91 Xu Xian (2)

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    "Xu Xian?!" When Fahai heard this, he just wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times. He really couldn't find anything after running through iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there. He never expected that he would meet Xu Xian so easily.  The Holy Demon is an existence that jumps out of the heavens and is not in the world. The Holy Demon is reincarnated and reborn. Even the mighty saint who is also a saint cannot figure out the details.  During Fahai's trip to the Western Region, he obtained the remaining true spirit of the Holy Demon, and also captured the female magician who had served the Holy Demon for generations. He thought he could rely on it to deduce the whereabouts of the Holy Demon's good body, but he didn't expect that even the female magician could.  We can only wait for the Holy Demon's consciousness to completely recover before we can find its reincarnation through the Holy Demon's true spirit.  "The best is like water, and the best is as usual. Before the consciousness is completely revived, the Holy Demon is just one of all living beings in the world. To find his traces, it is undoubtedly to find a needle in a haystack."  In desperation, Fa Hai could only rely on the unfounded memories of his previous life to try his luck in Jiangnan. In fact, he had always been unable to determine whether Xu Xian really existed in this world.  But now, Xu Xian actually appeared in front of him, and even Fa Hai had to lament that it was God's will that made him encounter such a bloody plot.  But is Xu Xian, whom he met so easily, really the reincarnation of the Holy Demon?  Opening the eye of reincarnation, Fahai looked at the baby behind Xu Jiaorong. The baby was only one or two years old. It was thin and frail, with dirt on its body and face, but it could not hide the beauty between its eyebrows. It was not difficult to see that the baby had a long face.  When he grows up, he will definitely be a super handsome man like Pan An and Song Yu.  But this is not the focus of Fa Hai. What he wants to see is the memory of Xu Xian's Baishi.  Scholar, scholar, scholar Scenes of Xu Xian's previous life flashed before Fahai's eyes, and he was actually a mortal for hundreds of lives without any abnormalities.  "Hey, it seems that I thought it was easy. How easy is it to see through the memory of the saint's reincarnation?" Fahai shook his head slightly disappointed, and was about to give up casting spells. Suddenly, a memory flashed in Xu Xian's mind, and a figure of a shepherd boy appeared.  Originally this was a normal thing, but Fahai felt refreshed.  "This is" For a moment, Fahai's whole body's magic power focused on his eyes, and his consciousness and Dharma image came out of his body, traveling into Xu Xian's mind, which in the eyes of others was not abnormal at all.  This is an unknown mountain peak. When Fa Hai looked around, he could only see the winding peaks of the mountains and the lush green trees. It was difficult to tell when and where he was.  Looking up at the sky, the scorching sun is in the sky, the weather is hot and dry, it seems to be midsummer.  "This memory comes from a hundred generations before Xu Xian, at least before the Han Dynasty" Just as Fahai was counting with his fingers, he suddenly saw a person walking slowly in the forest. He looked about fifty years old, and he looked very young.  He was vicious, his clothes were shabby, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of medicine.  This man was walking through the forest, sweating profusely. As he walked, he grabbed handfuls of realgar powder from his medicine bag and sprinkled it into the green weeds on both sides. His eyes were carefully staring at the grass, and his arms were covered with realgar.  Xun Mo seems to be catching a mountain snake.  "Whoosh" A green bamboo leaf was firmly grasped by the snake catcher. The usually extremely poisonous bamboo leaf was like a cartilaginous worm in this person's hands. I didn't see how the snake catcher acted. The bamboo leaf was  He had already opened his chest and abdomen and took out the snake gallbladder.  "Another one. If I catch another ten or eight more, I, Old Su, can go to the Yihongyuan in the town and have some fun again, haha~" The snake catcher seemed very excited, and he collected the snake's gall and then cut the body of the dead snake.  He put it into a backpack behind him and started looking forward again.  "Where to run?" Suddenly a white shadow flashed, and the snake catcher unexpectedly caught another white snake from the green grass. This snake was only about an inch long and was pure white without a trace of color, but it seemed that it couldn't bear it.  The slight injury was now sprayed with realgar powder, and the body was extremely weak. The snake catcher was holding it tightly in his hands. A pair of snake eyes seemed to be human. He stared at the snake catcher in front of him with fear.  There was a look of sorrow and pleading flashing through.  "What a strange snake. I, Old Su, have been catching snakes all my life, and I have never seen such a psychic snake. Could it be that this is a snake spirit?!" Although the snake catcher held the white snake firmly in his hand, he could not  He was not in a hurry to be brave. Looking at the white snake's supernatural eyes, a trace of fear and hesitation flashed in his eyes. Although he hunted snakes for a living all year round, he did not want to provoke the likes of mountain spirits, snakes, and monsters, but what he saw in front of him was  The snake was obviously injured and didn't pose much of a threat, and he didn't want to let go of the windfall easily.  Just when the snake catcher was hesitant, melodious flute sounds came from far away, and he saw an eleven or twelve-year-old shepherd boy riding a green cow through the forest.??, this shepherd boy looks very delicate, like a golden boy from the sky descending to earth. He is holding a recorder and sitting on the back of a cow with a bamboo basket on his back. His big, watery eyes are like the white snake that fell into the hands of the snake catcher.  superior.  "Uncle, this snake is so beautiful and curious. Please don't kill it, just let it go." The shepherd boy came to the snake catcher and looked at the helpless white snake in his hand. His eyes met and he felt sad.  He got up and couldn't bear the disaster of disembowelment and bile extraction of the white snake, so he mustered up the courage to plead with the snake catcher.  "Hmph!" When the snake catcher saw the shepherd boy coming uninvited and interceding for the white snake, he couldn't help snorting coldly and said disdainfully, "What do you know, kid? This snake looks pitiful, but it is extremely poisonous, and the most  I have a grudge. If I let it go, there is no guarantee that it will not bite me in the future. What¡¯s more, the money I got" The snake catcher was also hesitant. He, who has been looking for a living in the mountains all year round, didn¡¯t want to provoke anyone.  He fell in love with the spirit, but he was reluctant to let go.  The innocent heart of the shepherd boy could not see the snake catcher's hesitation. He stretched out his white and tender little hand and took the snake catcher's arm to catch the snake. He begged, "Uncle, just let it go. I see you are covered with blood."  I'm sweating profusely. I must be thirsty and hungry. Why don't I do this? I have some freshly picked Polygonatum ginseng and I'll exchange it with you." After saying that, the snake catcher couldn't help but refuse, and the shepherd boy took out a large handful from the bamboo basket behind his back.  Polygonatum ginseng was forced into the hands of the snake catcher.  "This" Polygonatum ginseng is a rare medicinal material and is worth a lot of money. The snake catcher seemed to feel that he had taken advantage of a young child, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. His eyes alternated between the white snake and Polygonatum ginseng in his hand.  Finally making up his mind, he raised his hand and threw the white snake into the grass.  "Uncle, thank you!" Seeing that the snake catcher really let the white snake go, the shepherd boy's young face was full of gratitude, but he was worried that the snake catcher would catch the white snake again after he left, so he had an idea and said, "  Uncle, I see you are hungry and tired, why don't you sit down and have something to eat, and I will play the flute for you." "Haha, you are so kind-hearted, okay, I will rest here for a while and listen.  You play the flute." The snake catcher couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this, and he simply sat down.  "Great~" The shepherd boy was overjoyed when he heard the words. He immediately put the flute to his mouth with both hands and started playing. The melodious and melodious sound of the flute sounded and spread through the trees in the forest. The breeze blew, and the shadows of the trees were dancing. One old and one young faced each other.  Sitting there, it is a harmonious scene.  At this time, the two of them did not notice that the abandoned white snake was not in a hurry to escape, but hovered on a tall tree. It looked at the shepherd boy playing the flute, with a pair of snake eyes full of gratitude and admiration.  .  "This must be the encounter between White Snake and Xu Xian, and the eternal love is born from this. However, there is something wrong with the style of painting. Let me, Fahai, change it"?
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