A quick journey starting from Wu Dalang

Chapter 236: Legend of White Snake (6)

"We have to tell the madam about this." After all, Mother Zhang was older and more stable, so she took Xia Yu back home to report the matter to the madam. Unexpectedly, she saw a haggard woman.

"What's wrong with Madam?" Mother Zhang couldn't believe it. This was actually her always strong madam.

"Mom Zhang, why are you here? What's wrong with Fubao?" Although she was too sick to get up, thinking of her daughter, the woman still struggled to find out how she was doing.

"Miss is fine, she just missed the Madam and asked me to come and see her." Mother Zhang looked at the Madam and didn't dare to tell the truth. She could only choose to tell a little lie.

"I'm glad I'm fine, I'm glad I'm fine, ahem, Mama Zhang, go get something from my box."

The woman left a box of gold cakes for her daughter: "Ahem, these are the things I brought from my mother's house. Take them back and give them to my Fubao. Tell her to take good care of herself in the future. Don't, don't come back again."

Xia Yu didn't understand why Madam said that, but Madam Zhang had already agreed: "Madam, I remember, I will take good care of Miss, you can rest assured and recuperate."

Mother Zhang knew that the lady's illness could not be cured, and it depended on how long she could hold on. Xia Yu followed Mother Zhang back to the farm in a daze.

At this time, Fubao could clearly see the existence of the big tree. Xiaobai remembered that this was the tree that was covered by his magic. He didn't expect that Fubao would have the opportunity to come here again. Fate is really wonderful.

Fubao gradually accepted his nightmare. Facing his intact hand, he guessed Xiaobai's role in it. After all, when his hand was injured, the only one who stayed by his side was Master Bai.

She guessed that perhaps the Master was a fairy from heaven, whose purpose was to help her. With this idea as support, she began to slowly return to her former self.

Fubao also dug out the books buried under the tree. The contents on the books made her feel curious. After reading them carefully, she developed a yearning for everything described in the books.

"Master Bai, do you think there is really such a place in the world? There is no distinction between high and low, everyone can learn to read, and no one will force women to follow any etiquette."

"Maybe?" Xiaobai was not sure. The world described in the book was too beautiful, so beautiful that it made her feel a little absurd. But she was also willing to believe that what was written in the book was true.

Fubao began to copy books every day. She had a premonition that one day this book would be of great help to her.

"Sir, can you give these books to my sister again?" Xiaoqing was holding newly excerpted books, which contained bolder and more advanced ideas. If they were to spread out, it would be enough to anger the entire heaven.

"Give it to Xiaobai" Shi Yi readily agreed. Since the heaven had sent an inexplicable Zhang Minghai to embarrass Xiaobai for his position as the God of Water, he had to give him a return of the favor.

Being able to reincarnate with Xiaobai and making things difficult for Xiaobai every time to repay his gratitude, Shi Yiyi guessed that someone in the heaven was against him.

He wanted to show his power to Xiaobai by stopping him from becoming an immortal, so he wanted to let him see what fate had arranged.

Xiaoqing handed the book to Xiaobai, who then gave it to Fubao. Fubao passed the book on by copying down his own notes and even, under the influence of Xiaobai, used printing technology.

The gold cakes were decreasing day by day, while the books were increasing day by day, and even spread to all parts of the country. Those women who were kept in seclusion and had their feet wrapped in white cloth almost regarded books as treasures.

In their oppressed and controlled lives, they saw another possibility.

Students who felt their talents were not recognized and were frustrated also held the book in their arms. The content of the book comforted everyone. For a time, this book without an author became popular secretly.

Before Fubao could be happy that he had found someone with the same ideals as him, bad news reached the village: Fubao's mother had passed away.

"Mother!" Fubao was stunned the moment she heard the bad news. She remembered that her mother had always been in good health. How could she pass away suddenly?

"I don't believe it. I want to go back. I want to go back to see my mother. My mother must be angry because she can't see me. I want to go back." Fubao struggled to go back, but was held tightly by Xia Yu.

"Miss, you can't go back. In the eyes of the world, you are already dead." This was the last thing Fubao's mother could do for her daughter before she died.

As long as they lied that Fubao was dead, no one would slander Fubao anymore. After all, the dead are the greatest. This was the only solution Fubao's mother could think of.

Fubao could not go home or burn incense for his mother in person. He could only stay at the farm and copy the Sutra of Rebirth for his mother. He also burned the books he had copied for his mother, wishing that his mother could be born into such a world in her next life.

Only three months after his mother's death, his father remarried. His new wife was Zhang Minghai's sister. Having married into a high-ranking family, Li Rui's career prospects became even brighter.

As soon as Li Zhang came in, she cleaned up the late lady's yard and found several books full of treasonous words. She took the books and found Li Rui.

"Sir, today I sent people to clean up the yard and found these books. They are full of treasonous words. If they are discovered by others, I am afraid that our Li family will be in danger."

Li Rui took the book and just glanced at it briefly before he flew into a rage: "My wife, where did this come from? Is the person who wrote this book trying to kill me?"

"I don't know either. This is something from the former madam's yard. I'm afraid the former madam was deceived by someone. I don't know who it was. How could it be so hateful? Isn't this harming my Li family?"

Li Rui ordered people to burn the books and tortured the servants in the yard, and got an unexpected answer: "This was sent together with the Rebirth Sutra written by the young lady. It was originally intended to be burned for the lady, but she didn't expect it to be lost."

"This book was sent by Fubao?" Li Rui couldn't believe it: "How did a little girl like Fubao get such a book? Could it be that Master Bai?"

"I've asked around, and almost everyone has a copy of this book. Everyone just reads it as a joke. Don't be angry, master." Li Zhang comforted her husband, but her tone was full of intent to add fuel to the fire.

"One copy for each person?" Li Rui suddenly realized that he seemed to have a chance to make a contribution.

With the letter, Li Ruiqiu met Zhang Minghai, and with the other party's help, he got the opportunity to meet the emperor.

After Li Rui's report, the whole country began to destroy books. For a time, this book became a banned book. Li Rui took this opportunity to be promoted again. Only Li Rui knew that for this promotion, he sacrificed his daughter who was supposed to be dead.

The books were destroyed, and the people who printed and distributed the books were also held accountable. This time, Li Rui came to the manor in person, with a servant holding a tray. On the tray were three things: poisoned wine, a dagger, and white silk.

"Fubao, don't make things difficult for your father." Li Rui looked at his thirteen-year-old daughter as if he was looking at an ignorant child, but he forced a child to commit suicide just for his own official career.

Xiaobai was under unknown restraints and could not use any magic at the moment. He could only watch everything happen. Xiaoqing watched all this and wanted to do it himself, but was stopped by Shiyi.

"Wait a minute, it's not the right time yet." Shi Yi felt the same sense of confinement, this was the confinement from fate, but Shi Yi was a person who didn't believe in fate.

Fubao didn't choose any of the three things on the tray, so as a father, Li Rui chose white silk for his daughter. The servant beside him walked towards Fubao with the white silk, intending to strangle her.

"Wait!" Shiyi spoke, but no one noticed Shiyi's existence, which made people feel a little scary.

"Who is obstructing my investigation?" Li Ruiqiang pretended to be calm, but his shaking hands revealed his true intentions.

"Investigating a case? This is the first time I've heard that killing one's own daughter is investigating a case. I wonder what case this honest Lord Li is investigating?"

As Shiyi spoke, a strong wind began to blow outside. There was no tree in the yard, but Li Rui heard the rustling sound of leaves in the wind, and he couldn't help but become even more frightened.

"Who on earth is playing tricks on me? If he doesn't come out, I will have someone take action."

"Attacking me? Can you see me?" As he spoke, he burst into laughter. It began to rain from the sky, and blood-red raindrops fell. The obvious fishy smell made Li Rui drop everything and crawl away.

Shiyi found it funny that a man who had the courage to kill his own daughter would be scared by his rain mixed with rust. He was really vulnerable.

But when I looked back, the little girl had fainted on the ground, with blood-red rain falling on her, and she looked as if she was really dead.

With Shiyi's help, Xiaobai broke free, looked at Fubao on the ground, and burst into tears: "Fubao, it's all my fault. I didn't protect you. I killed you."

Just as Xiaobai was about to burst into black spots, Fubao moved her fingers at this moment, and then she opened her eyes, thus avoiding a tragedy.

"Master Bai, I'm fine, cough cough cough." Fubao coughed and spit out the excess rusty water in his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xiaobai couldn't stop her tears and could only hug Fubao and keep thanking him.

In the following days, Xiaobai, Xiaoqing and Shiyi officially appeared in front of Fubao, and the four people who were originally left to take care of Fubao had already been taken away by Li Rui.

The rumor that Zhuangzi was haunted became more and more intense. Shi Yi properly manipulated the corpses from the nearby cemetery to come to Zhuangzi for a social gathering, thus confirming the rumor.

For a while, everyone enjoyed a rare peace. Fubao continued to copy the contents of his favorite books proudly, and Xiaoqing was responsible for delivering the books among the sundries of each household, waiting for the day when these things would be discovered.

Many years passed in a flash, and Fubao was eighteen years old. Shiyi always felt that a person's eighteenth year was very important. Under Shiyi's influence, Xiaobai prepared rich meals for Fubao.

Food is secondary. The main thing is the cup of fairy wine in the cup. This is what Xiao Lian had been longing for in the previous life but never got. Now Shiyi plans to satisfy this girl as a reward for his direct participation in the whole thing.

Xianniang actually doesn’t have any special taste. The most special thing is that everyone tastes it differently. Fubao started to cry after drinking it.

"This is the taste of the dumplings made by my mother and great-grandmother." Perhaps in Fubao's heart, it was not that the dumplings at that time tasted the best, but that that was the happiest time in his life.

Fubao spent a short life in Zhuangzi. The experiences in her youth consumed a lot of her vitality, so that she died at the age of 30.

Fubao's death did not cause Xiaobai to collapse emotionally. On the contrary, she became strangely calm, so strange that Xiaoqing could not help but give Xiaobai medicine.

"Sister, are you really okay?"

"Xiaobai, if you are tired, just take a rest first. There is no need to rush to repay your gratitude." As soon as Shi Yi personally joined the game, he felt sympathy for Xiaobai.

"Sir, please call me Bai Suzhen from now on." Bai Suzhen's words were incoherent, but Shiyi understood the reason.

It was just because Fubao saw these two words in a book before she died and thought they matched Bai Suzhen very well. From then on, she had her own name.

Bai Suzhen brought with her the last few boxes of books written by Fubao. She wanted to deliver Fubao's books to people all over the world. It was a pity that even though she possessed magic, the world was unreasonable.

People are divided into different classes, and the examples of resistance in the book are harmful to those in power. The books sent by Bai Suzhen were destroyed and buried one by one. Even if someone became interested in the book and agreed with the ideas, they would soon die.

Bai Suzhen gradually fell silent. She suddenly realized that there was no difference between the human world and the demon world. What about the heavenly world? Was it the same? What was the purpose of going through so much trouble to ascend to heaven?

Shiyi couldn't answer Bai Suzhen, because he didn't know either. In this world, he was born a god, and in other worlds, he was also a natural superior. Even if he was not at the beginning, he would work hard to become a superior.

But in some worlds, he chose to pull down other superiors and let everyone start from the same point. He felt that this was the simplest and most effective solution.

Bai Suzhen was thoughtful after listening to it, but before she could come up with a conclusion, she felt Fubao's reincarnation again. This time, she chose to repay his kindness in a different way.

"Congratulations, ma'am. This child has a loud voice. She will definitely be a great woman when she grows up."

"I gave birth to a son! It's a son!" The woman in labor widened her eyes and said in a deep voice to the midwife.

Before the midwife could say anything, the woman screamed and said she was bleeding heavily. The midwife quickly put the child down to check on the woman, but she refused to let go.

"I have buried fifty taels of silver under the tree. You just need to tell everyone that the child is a boy and keep it a secret, and the fifty taels will be yours."

The midwife concealed the gender of the child with mixed feelings and went out with the child, bringing the bad news: "Mrs. Xu is bleeding heavily and her life is in danger. This is the son that Mrs. Xu desperately gave birth to."

Everyone looked at each other, and no one responded to the midwife's words. Finally, a five-year-old girl spoke first.