On the 16th day of the first lunar month, a Taoist priest who was traveling around was passing by Nanliu Mountain. What a majestic mountain with undulating mountains and green rock-protecting pine, like the waves of the sea, misty and smoke, as if it was covered by a thin layer of white veil. The quiet valley is unfathomable, showing unusual tranquility and coldness. In the hazy, there seemed to be a series of lights. Under the light, there were beautiful pavilions and towers appearing from time to time.

Opening his eyes wide, he saw that there was a demon doing the trick in this mountain. The Taoist priest's mission was to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Since he encountered it, he was obliged to do it. The Taoist priest recited a spell and floated into the mountain. Sure enough, he saw a huge yellow python, with his mouth wide open and hissing, spitting out the core. He was doing the trick. From the mouth of the python, golden lights were sprayed out, like a beautiful meteor shower, towers rising from the ground. It was beautiful and spectacular.

The Taoist priest pulled out his sword and shouted, "Snake Demon, die!" The python put away his body, turned into a beautiful young man, took the sword, and started fighting with the Taoist priest. The two of them fought so hard that the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were not shining, and the mountains were trembling. After fighting forty-nine days, they still had no choice but to pay Mr. She, and Mr. She could not get out. Seeing that he could not win alone, the Taoist priest had to take out his magic weapon and seal the entire mountain. He went back to the Taoist temple to ask his master for help.

When Mr. She saw the Taoist priest leaving, he rushed around the mountains desperately, trying to break out of the sealed mountains, and rushed to the Mo family to meet Sister Ping. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not get out of the mountains.

In March, it was March, and Sister Ping's illness was getting better and worse. Mr. Mo invited many doctors, but they were helpless. Looking at his dying daughter, Mr. Mo sighed all day long, begging God to save her precious daughter.

March is a romantic season with spring rippling love. Looking out the window, the tender and warm sunshine. Xiaohong looked at the lady who was dying and lying on the bed. She felt an indescribable sorrow in her heart. Tears were spinning in her eyes. She forced herself to prevent it from falling. She shook her head, wiped away her tears, and came to the lady's bed. "Miss, don't torture yourself for a kind and kind person anymore. He is not worthy of your doing this for him!" "I agreed to come and propose marriage. It's almost two months, and there is no news at all. Is he a human?" Xiaohong complained to herself. "Miss, the sunshine outside is warm, I'll help you out and have a shower." Sister Ping agreed, and Xiaohong quickly helped Xiao up

Sister, the two of them slowly came to the yard. After Xiaohong helped the lady sit down, she picked a few beautiful butterfly flowers from the lawn in the yard, inserted them on her head, and then took a few more flowers to the lady's head. Sister Ping raised her sore arms and blocked Xiaohong's hand holding the flowers. Xiaohong boredly played with the flowers in her hand. She lowered her head and was thinking about something. Sister Ping looked at the spring-filled and vibrant lawn, clusters of purple butterfly flowers, dotted in the lush green. The pair of butterflies flew up and down, chasing each other. Seeing this scene, Sister Ping's lovesickness even worsened. She thought to herself that Mr. She would definitely come, but she was delayed by something and could not come for a while, so I would definitely fight.

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, When Mr. She came to marry me, Sister Ping forced herself back to the house and lay on the bed again. Xiaohong was in the yard and watched the lady stagger back to the house. Xiaohong knelt in the middle of the lawn with a plop. She prayed to the sky, to the ground, to the sun, to pray to all kinds of gods, to bless the lady, to forget the unfaithful person as soon as possible, and to bless the lady to get better as soon as possible.

On the night after the Taoist priest went to invite his master, the sealed mountain suddenly shaking, the ground collapsed, and huge rocks rolled around. For a moment, the wind was blowing and dark clouds were spreading. The exhausted Young Master She was resting on a big tree. Seeing that the weather suddenly changed, he jumped off the tree and flew away from the mountain. He ran all the way to Mojiazhuang. It was already raining. Young Master She turned over and entered the Mo family's yard and came to Sister Ping's window. He was afraid that Sister Ping would be scared, so he did not enter the house rashly. He called Xiaohong outside the window. Xiaohong lighted the light and opened the door and saw that it was Mr. She. He was angry and didn't call me. "People with no conscience, look at what you have made my lady look like." "Miss is waiting for you to propose marriage all day long. You have not seen it for several months. You have caused the lady to suffer." Xiaohong complained silently.

Mr. She came to Sister Ping's bed and was already full of tears. He took out a white jade phoenix from his arms and gently inserted it into Sister Ping's fluffy black. Sister Ping used all her strength to get up and hugged Mr. She tightly. Xiaohong tactfully brought her to the door and looked out the wind.

Mr. She caressed Sister Ping's black as black as ink, and gently kissed Sister Ping's white and thin face as jade, feeling heart-wrenching pain from the bottom of her heart. He murmured: "Everyone blames me! Everyone blames me!" Two peerless beauties, who spent the wonderful moments with great lingeringness and thoughtfulness and gentleness. It was almost dawn, and Xiaohong came over to urge Mr. She to leave quickly. Mr. She was reluctant to leave. He said to Sister Ping, "Miss, you must wait for me, and I will come to the mansion to propose marriage tomorrow." Sister Ping was lying on the bed, with a happy smile on her slightly red face, and nodded slightly. Mr. She left, Sister Ping was full of happiness and slowly closed her beautiful eyes forever.

Young Master She didn't dare to return to Nanliu Mountain. He hid in a big tree outside the village, waited quietly until dawn, and the trees that were down came, and changed again until they were impeccable and satisfied. He used a spell to greet a little boy. He picked a man and came to the Mo family to ask for marriage. When he walked outside the Mo Mansion, he heard crying sounds coming from the door. He told the boy to wait outside and come in to see what happened. From a distance, he saw Xiaohong wearing mourning clothes, and the whole Mo Mansion was silent in great sorrow. He no longer dared to move forward. A servant was holding a long white cloth.

Just as he was walking towards the gate, Mr. She asked forward, "Who has passed away in your family?" The servant cried and said, "Our lady passed away last night. It's so miserable. She just turned 18." When Mr. She heard this, she felt her legs were weak and almost returned to her true form. He endured the heartache that penetrated his bone marrow. He dragged his legs like he was poured with lead and left the gate of the Mo family. He didn't know where he was going or where he was going. He just walked aimlessly. What flowed out of his eyes was no longer tears, but blood beads flowing from the bottom of his heart. Mr. She's heart was completely broken.

A few days later, people had a huge yellow python, tightly wrapped around Pingjie's tomb, day after day, year after year. At first, people tried to drive him away, but they saw him just wrapped around the tomb without moving. Later, people became accustomed to it. No one came to disturb him again. The silver-white snakeskin he retreated slowly piled into a hill, and later, the white snakeskin mountain turned into a beautiful and magnificent jade mountain.

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