Douluo: Conquering the Goddess from a Grass

Chapter 445 White Snake
Among the towering mountains, mist is shrouded in mist, green mountains and green waters, cliffs and waterfalls.

A green lake, ripples in the water, and a faint light shining between them, I saw two figures swimming in between.

"Oh!"

The hibiscus came out of the water, splashed with splashes of water, and between the rising of the mist, on the surface of the lake, a beautiful and graceful figure was walking on the water.

Muscles are fat, the body is delicate and soft, and they walk gracefully.

"Sister, where are you going?" Under the surface of the lake, a charming figure poked its head out, its jet-black hair was stained with water, and on a peerless face, there was a different kind of charm.

"Stop making trouble." The woman above the water smiled lightly, and the mist turned into tulle and fell on her body, turning into a snow velvet skirt.

"I was ordered by Master Guanyin, but this time I want to repay my gratitude."

The woman is none other than the one who has been transformed by a thousand-year-old white snake here, who cultivates with one heart.

Until the day before yesterday, after being enlightened by Master Guanyin, I realized that I still have a cause and effect unfinished.

"Repaying your gratitude? Sister, why don't you take me with you?"

Having cultivated here for hundreds of years, she already felt that this place was boring. When she heard that she was going to go out for a walk, the underwater woman suddenly became excited.

"You, your cultivation is still shallow, so let's cultivate here with peace of mind."

The woman chuckled lightly. I don't know how to repay her kindness.

"Good sister, take me with you. We have been together for a thousand years. Without you, I can't stay for a moment."

The woman under the lake was coquettish, but she saw a huge snake tail whip up the sky with splashes from the water.

The water splashed, but it wet the woman's dress.

"Okay, okay, I've convinced you." The woman was helpless, the two had been together for hundreds of years, and they were like sisters, how could they bear to leave her at this moment.

"Hey, sister is the best."

The sound of laughter echoed in the valley.

Half a month later, the Qiantang Wharf was covered with overcast clouds, and the sky was filled with muffled thunder.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's afternoon."

Above the pier, a group of people came in a hurry, urging, and one of the men who looked like a scholar came quickly with an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

"Boater, wait for me." By the time he arrived, the boatman had already rowed away.

"Boatman, please wait for him."

The woman in white standing beside her winked, and the woman in green at the side stepped forward and handed over two taels of silver. The boatman immediately showed a smile on his face, paddled with both hands, and rowed back.

"Thank you boatman."

The scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead, thanked the boatman, looked at the sky, the rainstorm was coming, if he missed it, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

"You don't need to thank me, if you want to thank, please thank this little lady." The boatman shook his head, and was about to row away when he saw two people coming slowly from the bank.

"Amitabha, boatman, shouldn't mind saving two more people."

A figure seemed to be slow, and when the boatman came back to his senses, this person had already arrived in front of him.

The man was dressed as a monk, surrounded by Buddha's light, and dressed in a brocade cassock. At first glance, he looked like an eminent monk.

"Master, please come inside, it doesn't matter." Said respectfully, the boatman stepped aside.The figure stepped into the boat slowly, found a place to sit quietly, looked at the ferry, no one was there, and the boatman punted away.

Inside the cabin, the scholar, the woman in white and the others sat aside and talked with each other.

And the monk was sitting at the side at the moment, silently.

"The current monk is really bold. Look at this brocade orchid cassock, which is wrapped in precious light. It is a rare treasure at first glance."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not uncommon for monks to have money now that the government emphasizes Buddhism and restrains Taoism."

"Be careful, this is a monk."

"Haha, then dare to ask this master, which temple is he practicing in."

You say something, I say something, and for a while, many people in the cabin burst into laughter, and the scholar who was talking to the woman in white felt a little sullen when he saw this.

"How can you slander others like this." The scholar said righteously, but his words were light, and at this moment, it seemed that they had no deterrent effect.

"Hahaha, you weak scholar, let's have a good relationship with your wife."

"You, you..." The scholar was anxious, and the woman in green was about to make a move to teach these people a lesson, but was stopped by the woman in white.

"Amitabha." The monk who had been silent all this time opened his eyes at this moment, and a burst of Buddha's light exploded, startling everyone.

"The poor monk Lingshan Temple hosts, Fahai!" After saying just one sentence, the cabin immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Fa...Fahai...Master!" He stammered, and the person who had taunted him before fell to his knees in fright.

Jinshan Temple is well-known.

Fa Hai has been wandering abroad for many years, slaying demons and eliminating demons along the way, benefiting the common people. Countless demons and ghosts have died in his hands, and there are even thousand-year-old monsters among them.

It is said that just after Fahai took over as the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, the imperial court sent people to invite him, and even let him be the protector of the country, but he refused. For a while, his prestige spread among the people.

"Master, forgive me, I'll be quick to wait."

"Yes, yes, please forgive me, Master."

Several people confessed their crimes one after another, but Fa Hai didn't care, nodded, but looked at the scholar and the woman in white beside him.

At this moment, when the woman in white heard Fa Hai's name, she also turned her head to look, with a startled expression. She had also heard of Fa Hai's name before, and never imagined that she would encounter it here.

Looking at Fa Hai looking at him, the other party seemed to have seen through his identity.

"Huh, huh, huh..." Thunder rumbled, and the torrential rain poured down. For a moment, there was a strong wind on the surface of the lake, and the torrential rain came.

Fa Hai frowned, and looked at the sky at the moment, the rain was too strange, no need to guess, we knew who was responsible.

During the rainstorm, they walked all the way, and finally reached the shore smoothly. Along the way, Bai Suzhen was always vigilant against Fa Hai, not daring to act rashly, for fear of exposing herself.

"Girl, it's raining too much. How can you be good without an umbrella."

Xu Xian, who looked like a scholar, stopped at the bow of the boat and looked at the empty Bai Suzhen. He couldn't bear it, so he gritted his teeth and left the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

"If you don't mind, Xiaosheng happens to have one here, girl, use it." Handing out the oiled paper umbrella, Xu Xian turned around and started running wildly in the rainstorm.

"Hey, sister, look at this scholar, he's so dumb." Xiao Qing laughed and pointed at Fa Hai's leaving figure and said with a smile.

Bai Suzhen held the umbrella in her hand, and was also somewhat moved by Xu Xian's actions.

But soon, Bai Suzhen stopped Xiaoqing from continuing to speak.

Taking a look remindingly, Fa Hai on the side has not moved, which makes Bai Suzhen a little uneasy.

"Amitabha."

With a Buddha sound in his mouth, Fa Hai slowly got up and walked towards Bai Suzhen.

"Girl, I think you have a karmic calamity, I don't know if you need to resolve it."

(End of this chapter)