"There is a big and large lake in Hangzhou called Qiantang Lake. The locals call it West Lake. Not far from West Lake, there is a big mountain called Kuaiji Mountain. A small white snake is practicing in Kuaiji Mountain. One day, the little white snake was discovered by an eagle, so it pounced down and took it away. Just when the eagle was about to eat the little white snake, it was discovered by a cattle-herded farmer. So the farmer used a stone to kill the eagle and rescued the little white snake, and then released it to the deep mountains..."

"Wow, Brother Xiaoxu is telling stories again, go and take a seat!"

A group of children surrounding Shui Qingrou dispersed with a bang, and they all moved the stones and wood and squeezed them to Chen Xu to sit down and listen to the story quietly. Shui Qingrou was left alone for a long time before turning around to look at Chen Xu, and then gradually became attracted by his story and slowly walked to the side to sit down.

"The little white snake finally achieved great success after practicing for thousands of years. In order to repay the farmer's life-saving grace, she became a beautiful woman. She named Bai Suzhen and came to Qiantang County and found the farmer who saved him. After a thousand years, the farmer has been reincarnated and turned into a handsome and elegant young man named Xu Xian. Bai Suzhen took her maid Xiao Qingyu to travel to West Lake, and then sheltered from the rain with the same boat..."

Later in Taiwan, a TV series "The Legend of the White Snake" that was popular in the entire Chinese circle was filmed. Even people who do not know much about the ancient story of the Legend of the White Snake are almost familiar with the plot of the TV series. Chen Xu pieced it together based on his memories of his previous life and began to tell the story of the new White Snake legend he adapted. Apart from the details, the general outline is not problematic.

As Chen Xu's story was told, everyone was fascinated by it.

In this era when entertainment is basically zero, myths or novels are not systematic at all. Even cultural people like Yu Wuya and Shui Qingrou who have read sub-collections of poetry and books have never heard of them, let alone a group of wild men who can't read big words.

It was quiet all around, and no one even dared to breathe or cough.

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Chen Xu without blinking, for fear that he would miss even a word for carelessness.

This lecture was nearly an hour.

The night is like water, the sky is low, the galaxy flows, and there are many mosquitoes.

"After drinking realgar wine, Bai Suzhen lost all her magic power and could no longer control herself from revealing her true form. She turned out to be a big white snake hundreds of feet long. Her maid Xiaoqing also revealed her true form and turned into a big green snake dozens of feet long. Xu Xian saw it through the window and was scared to death on the spot!"

Chen Xu slapped his cheek with a snap, and closed the huge folding fan and said, "Okay, it's getting late, and today's story ends here. Let's go back to bed!"

"What? This...this is over?" Niu Dashi stammered and grabbed Chen Xu's arm.

Everyone was fascinated by the dementia and was so unwilling to let go. They came to their senses and shouted together. Even Yu Wuya urged him to speak quickly.

"It's not over yet, but it's too late. I'll continue to talk about Bai Suzhen stealing the fairy grass to save Xu Xian tomorrow. Let's go to bed!"

Chen Xu naturally would not submit easily. He was joking. He was so dry-mouthed that he had no one to hand over the water. The treatment was too bad!

"You mean Xu Xian is not dead?" Yu Wuya asked quickly.

"Of course, not only Bai Suzhen's immortal grass is there, but also the water-permeating Jinshan Temple and Yongzhen Leifeng Pagoda. There is no end to talk about it until dawn!"

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep, and I'll have to harvest wheat tomorrow!" Uncle Ma stood up and waved his hand. Everyone could only stand up reluctantly, hold the sleeping child, carry the water cup and bench to drag the family away.

"Hu~" Seeing everyone leaving one after another, Chen Xu breathed a sigh of relief and poured a cup of herbal tea to moisten his throat.

"Xing'er, take Sister Shui to wash, and sleep in my brother's room today!" Chen Jiang ordered while packing the bench and water cup.

"Sister Shui comes with me!" Xing'er pulled Shui Qingrou into the room.

A small pine tree was burned in the room where Chen Xu usually slept.

A rough wooden table is placed in front of the window, and the table is filled with all kinds of strange things, cannons made of bamboo, mobile phone ship made of wood, and a laptop computer spliced ​​with bamboo, and a center with two simplified Chinese characters, eating chicken.

A clay pot filled with half a basin of clean water. The water gently dipped in a fine linen cloth and wiped the body next to each other. He took out a thin sleeveless underwear from the package and put it on. Then hesitated for a long time to sit on it.

The furnishings on the bed are very simple. Because it is summer, there is no bedding or anything else. There is only a sheet made of thin burlap, which is rolled up randomly and thrown in the corner. The pillow is made of cattails and exudes a faint smell of grass.

"Sister Shui, I'll help you put down the mosquito net!"

Xing'er gently pulled a hemp rope hanging from the beam with her hand. With a whistle, several rolls of thin curtains woven with fine bamboo silk fell down, just covering the bamboo bed in the middle, and instantly the bamboo bed became an independent world.

Shui Qingrou was so surprised that she couldn't stop talking. She looked up at the beam and found that the roof had been sealed with green bamboos, and the bamboo curtains that had just fallen were rolled on the ceiling.

"Hehe, Sister Shui, it's fun. This was also invented by my brother. My mother and I helped weave it for two days. We also have this mosquito net on our bed. If you put it down, you won't have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes in the middle of the night. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will pull another rope and these bamboo curtains will roll up!"

Xing'er explained proudly, then walked to the window and pulled it casually. A bamboo blind also hanged down to block the window, but there were still gaps left to ensure the indoor ventilation.

After finishing it, Xing'er took the basin of water and blew Song Ming out of the room and closed the door. The room was instantly dark and could only see the faint light of stars and moons exposed from the gaps in the blinds.

"How did he think of these things? How did he do it?" In the darkness, Shui Qingrou sat on the bamboo bed, gently stroked the fine bamboo curtain with her hands, and her heart was undulating and feeling completely unable to fall asleep.

Seeing that the fire in Chen Jiang's room was extinguished, Xing'er and his mother were already asleep. Chen Xu and Yu Wuya went to rinse with water, then spread two mats woven by catkins on the floor of the living room, lit a few dried mugwort poles and clothes, and lay down and said, "Close the door, let's sleep in the living room!"
Chapter completed!