Chapter 59 White Snake (End)
Thanks to Qing Yanrou's efforts, the White Snake was rescued from the brink of death, although still weak.
"Don't cry."
The White Snake looked at Jiang Yanyan, who was hugging her and crying, and spoke comfortingly, with a soothing power in her childish voice.
"Excuse me, how is Xiaobai?"
Seeing that the white snake could speak, Jiang Yanyan knelt down and moved in front of it, stroked its head with both hands, and looked up to ask Qing Yanrou.
"Not in great shape. I was injured over seventy years ago. But thanks to the faith of the villagers over the years, I've recovered quite well."
"It fought with that person before and ended up in a loss. As a result, it didn't have much time left. Then it gave its blood and essence to you, and just got injured again, so..."
"Wow, Xiaobai, why are you so stupid?"
After hearing what Qing Yanrou said, Jiang Yanyan completely lost control. After swallowing the white snake's blood, she had been in a daze. When she was unconscious just now, she remembered many things from her past life.
Their Miao ancestors believed in Nuwa, and their totem was the snake, so the Miao people always maintain a sense of awe towards snakes.
Four hundred years ago, when Jiang Yanyan was still Liu Yan, the daughter of the Miao village chief, she encountered a little white snake that was bullied and injured by other animals while she was collecting herbs in the mountains.
At that time, the little white snake had only been practicing Taoism for less than fifty years. It had just escaped from the tiger's mouth when it met the human girl. Just when it thought it was going to die, the human girl carefully picked it up from the grass.
"Oh, little white snake, why are you injured so badly? Let me take you home."
In this way, Liu Yan brought the injured little white snake back to the village. During this time in the village, not only did Liu Yan take good care of the little white snake, but other people in the village also took special care of it.
Later, after it recovered from its injuries, it returned to the deep forest. When it was injured in a fight with other cultivated animals, the first thing it thought of was to return to the village. No matter whether it was Liu Yan or other villagers in the village, as long as they saw it injured, they would definitely rescue it.
Of course, Liu Yan helped it the most times and spent more time with it.
After Liu Yan passed away, it never fought with other animals again, but returned to the mountains to practice cultivation, and stayed there for three hundred years.
Because of the essence and blood, Liu Yan also saw the scene three hundred years later when the little white snake struggled to save the entire village.
The little white snake, which had only been practicing Taoism for more than 300 years, was still in a relatively weak stage. Facing more than 100 Japanese pirates with guns, even though it finally rescued the villagers, it suffered considerable injuries.
As a result, its power declined for more than two hundred years, and it only began to recover slowly after being worshipped by the villagers.
"Actually, after my efforts, its cultivation has only regressed to about fifty years."
The words she had just spoken were interrupted. Seeing that they all misunderstood, Qing Yanrou spoke again slowly.
At this time, only Qing Yanrou and the other three, the village party secretary, the clan leader, Jiang Yanyan and Bai She were left in the room. The rest of the people had already left.
The people present were very excited when they heard her say this and asked her if it was true.
Compared to death, the loss of their cultivation was more acceptable to them, so everyone was glad that the final result was good.
"Later, you will build a stone statue for it and devote your faith to it. Its connection with the village will become closer. Your offerings will help it recover faster. After all, spiritual energy is now depleted, and cultivation is difficult. Likewise, it will continue to protect your village."
"That's for sure. As long as the Lord can recover, the offerings will surely be greater and more sincere."
As soon as she finished speaking, the patriarch's excited voice came again, and he made a solemn promise.
"Thank you."
Liu Yan sincerely thanked her, and then noticed Bai Yi standing beside her.
"Bai Yi, did Brother Zheng ask you to come? Thank you. Can I tell him about the things here myself?"
Jiang Yanyan's boyfriend, Gu Zheng, is also Bai Yi's good friend, but this is a matter between the couple. Since she didn't want to hide it from Gu Zheng, Bai Yi naturally wouldn't say much.
"certainly."
Things here have come to an end. Before they leave, Baishe asks Qing Yanrou to set up a defense for the village. After all, it is too weak now.
After finishing everything, the three of them got in the villagers' car and left the village.
At this moment, in the dim room, the man sitting on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was reporting the situation. His face showed no emotion, and he asked softly:
"You said he went to the Miao village? And left behind defenses?"
"Yes, my lord."
The woman in green clothes who was half-kneeling on the ground answered respectfully.
"Um.."
The man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman in green's neck from mid-air. The woman in green groaned in pain.
"What should I tell you? Hmm?"
"I'm sorry, sir. I was wrong."
Her neck was strangled so tightly that she had difficulty breathing. The woman in green did not dare to beg for mercy and could only answer the man's questions reluctantly.
"There won't be a next time, Su Qing. You've been with me the longest, how could you make such a mistake?"
Seeing that she was having difficulty breathing and was about to suffocate, the man finally let go, a smile appeared on his face again, and he regained his kind and gentlemanly appearance.
"yes."
Su Qing, who survived the disaster, looked even more respectful.
"Okay, go down and accept your punishment."
After Su Qing left, the man stood up from the bed, walked to the window, looked at the shadows of the trees outside, and murmured:
"Qingyuan, ah Qingyuan, you really are haunting me!"
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After returning to Beijing, Qing Yanrou did not go home or go back to school, but followed Chu Tingbai back to No. 116 Tianfu Street.
"Are you hiding something from me?"
Sitting on the sofa and taking the hot water he poured, she looked at him with a faint expression.
Chu Tingbai put down the cup in his hand, sat opposite her, leaned back on the sofa, looked back at her calmly, and whispered:
"I've been hiding a lot of things from you. Which one do you want to hear?"
"Chu Tingbai!"
Qing Yanrou suddenly crossed the coffee table between them, leaned forward, grabbed his collar with her small hands, looked at him angrily, and her tone was full of anger.
He never expected that his ambiguous words would completely anger her. Because he was leaning on the sofa, she suddenly pressed on him and hung her whole body on him.
Her sweet fragrance rushed into his nose and then reached his brain nerves. The unprecedented closeness made his arms tremble slightly, his cheeks flushed, and his mind was in a mess.
"Qingqing, can you come down first?"
The sudden affectionate address made Qing Yanrou a little dazed. She could see clearly that his originally fair face was covered in red, and his ears were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.
Realizing that she had acted impulsively and ended up half hanging on him, she couldn't help but blush and was about to get up and go back to the sofa opposite.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands pressed her back and she fell back into his arms again.
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