"...When I met that snake, I was still a young and handsome young man, just like that table boy."

The green pines and cypresses were mottled on the stone slabs of the mountain road. A burst of laughter sounded at the tea shop beside the road, causing the passers-by to look at each other. The old man inside was carrying a teapot, his face blushed, and when he said, "Like that table of young masters."

Seeing that he picked his chin and pointed, Lu Liangsheng couldn't help but pinch the chopsticks and smiled, and asked him to continue eating and drinking tea.

...The old man is skillful, and I think it's not just once or twice. It should be a means of attracting customers. If you have seen a snake that is more than ten feet long, your life will be difficult to save.

When I was thinking about it, the other three tables of guests were also exploring outside and had rich experience. When I heard this, someone picked up the tea bowl and joked.

"Shopkeeper, I'm afraid you made it up."

"Oh!"

The old man glared at him, and was about to look up, walked around with his body tense, waved his hands, and knocked his fingertips on the other party's desk.

"I'm so old, why are you lying to do? I really see that snake, that waist, tsk..."

He opened his hand and compared himself to his waist: "It's thicker than mine, and his head is bigger than this table."

Speaking of the day when I met the snake, the old man said that he was scared and his legs were weak and could not walk. When it was almost dark, he trembled down the mountain and returned home.

"That time, Lao Immortal relied on her youth and strength to catch firewood and rabbits all over the mountain. She didn't meet jackals, tigers and leopards, but she met the big snake. At that time, I had climbed several mountains, and it was not necessarily a radius of dozens of miles. Before the sky was dark, she carried three bundles of firewood and two mountain rabbits, and on the way back and forth. After all, it was dark in the mountains and the road was not easy to walk. If I met a ghost, monster, fox, and mouse, my life would have to be put there."

The old man carried a teapot for Lu Liangsheng, and Wang Bansha poured tea into the bowl. Looking at everyone's interest, he continued with a smile.

"In the mountains, there are all kinds of legends. There are loud rumbling sounds at night. There are lanterns lit for no reason. There are rumors about the big white snake. Before the sun has set, the old man walked with his feet as if he had just stepped down. He had just stepped down a mountain and had not yet climbed to the hills of another mountain. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew. Old man's eyes were confused and could not see clearly. It was like there was white fog in the hazy place. Before he could take a few steps, he heard the hissing movement..."

Outside, two guests came in with bags on their backs. The old man stopped to say something and greeted him.

Feng, Bai Wu... Lu Liangsheng took a sip of herbal tea and frowned slightly. It was a bit good to lift the demon wind and fog. I guess he had already practiced to become a demon, but I don’t know how long it took to become a demon.

The three guests who were fascinated by hearing this asked the old man's son to add tea and serve food, and hurriedly urged him.

"Tell me quickly." "I can't hear it, don't break it here."

"Hurry up, we brothers are fine for meals, and we finish talking quickly!"

The tea shop was noisy and there were new guests coming in. The old man greeted him a few times, invited him to sit down, wiped the table, and said:

"Don't worry, let me think about where I'm talking about it."

Wang Banzai reminded him at the table.

"I met the white fog and heard hissing!"

"Haha, this guy has a good memory." Recalling where he just said, the shop asked his son to come and help sign up for the customers. He walked to the middle and stroked his chin with a gray and short beard.

"That movement, I still remember it now. It was the sound of snakes. I was young and energetic at that time, and I was quite brave. I followed the sound and pushed aside a few clusters of grass. On the mountain wall in front of a stream, oh, a big snake hangs there!

The second half of his body was still in the forest above the cliff, and the thick ones were almost caught up with the water tank. The white scales were raised, and his big head was constantly spitting out a letter, sucking the water into the air and flying into his mouth, which could scare people to death. At that time, the old man sat on the ground with weak legs, covered in cold sweat.

Unfortunately, the snake seemed to find me peeping beside me, and a gust of wind blew, which made the old man roll on the ground for a few times. When he got up and looked, the snake disappeared in the blink of an eye.”

When the new guest heard the old man's words, he couldn't help laughing and interrupted: "Shopkeeper, you're afraid it's not an illusion. There is miasma in the mountains, and people can see the hallucinations without realizing it."

"impossible!"

Hearing others' doubts, the store owner almost looked serious and waved his hand: "I won't fool you. After the snake left, there was a stone falling on the mountain wall and smashing into the stream. How could it be an illusion? It was definitely not!"

"It's so big, so big snake, I didn't eat you, but ran away. Who would believe me if I say it?" A guest shook his head and sat back and continued to eat.

There were a few more sounds around him, and when he heard this, the old man slowly walked back to the stove, rubbed the underground cabinet where the vegetables were stored, and found an ordinary wooden box.

"Don't you believe it? I will show you something."

The copper buckle was opened and the small piece of fine silk was laid inside, which caused several tables to stop chewing, stretched their necks and saw what he would take out.

Lu Liangsheng faced the stove sideways, and he could see the opened wooden box. The thin silk was quietly opened by the old man. It was quietly placed inside, with a faint transparent white body, the size of a person slap the palm.

Hiss ~~

Seeing the thin scales raised in the old man's hand, the people on the table couldn't help but take a breath. They didn't know what to say for a while, and kept the posture of picking up food and drinking tea.

"This...this is a snake scale."

"Is the store owner really telling me? Hiss... so big scales."

"Then this snake is probably a monster, with its scales so big, how big is it? Tsk tsk, fortunately we didn't meet the medicine in the mountains."

After a while of quietness, amid the outburst of noise, Lu Liangsheng quietly finished the meal and watched the shop put the snake scales back into the wooden box. The toad Taoist licked his lips, hummed, and jumped back into his apprentice's cuffs when he was squirting.

"The snake scales that faded were gone, and even the demonic energy was gone."

Lu Liangsheng nodded softly. After decades of falling scales, the demonic energy had long dissipated. After paying the account, the guy helped to put the bookshelf back on the donkey's buttocks. He had just untied the reins from the wooden stakes. A woodcutter wearing a sleeveless shirt came from the top of the mountain with a load of firewood. He put the firewood at the door of the tea shop, patted the dust of his legs, and walked inside.

"Old Zhao, tell me my story to others again, let's have a bowl of herbal tea!"

Several tables of guests in the tea shed suddenly squirted water or coughed when they choked on water. Lu Liangsheng, who was about to leave, also stopped and looked inside with a bridle in surprise.

The woodcutter was very familiar with the old man in the shop. He ordered a bowl of herbal tea and didn't find a seat. After picking up a cake, he squatted beside the stove and finished eating. Seeing everyone looking at him, he couldn't help laughing on his dark face.

"See what I did. I told this story to the store. I sold the snake scales to him. I didn't charge any money. I went up the mountain to get firewood and passed by here for free and ate a bowl of herbal tea and a cake."

The old man probably didn't mind, but he still said that the business travelers who traveled from south to north may not meet again in a few years or even in 10 or 20 years, and the transactions can still be done.

The woodcutter laughed a few times, and was urged by the old man to walk out of the tea shed, carried the load and continued to go down the mountain. Lu Liangsheng looked at his back and calculated for a moment, and suddenly shouted at the other party.
Chapter completed!