Chapter 1

Within Lin'an Prefecture.

The young constable, clad in a close-fitting outfit, walked out of the house, sword in hand. The bronze mirror was polished bright, enough to reflect her face and features, but still not as good as the pond in the courtyard. Sunlight and clouds danced on the water as the young woman frowned and looked at herself.

A close-fitting outfit, black clothes with red sleeves, a waist牌 (waist牌, waist badge) hanging at her side.

Her long hair was still habitually tied into a high ponytail.

A heroic figure.

But for some reason, she always felt something was off.

She had already strode out of the courtyard, but hesitated for a long time at the entrance, looking at the women's attire on the street, then at her own unrestrained and straightforward outfit that didn't lose out to any man. Finally, she stomped her foot and turned back inside, summoning several of the constables' female relatives.

Finally, ruqun (襦裙, a type of traditional Chinese dress), beizi (褙子, a type of long vest), and banbi (半臂, a type of short-sleeved jacket) were all tried on.

Her heroic outfit was exchanged for a light-colored silk ruqun, the metal waist牌 engraved with Bi’an (狴犴, a mythical beast) was replaced by white jade with scarlet tassels, and the usual coarse cloth clothes were replaced by embroidered chiffon. The wooden hairpin and hair rope were taken off, and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, transformed into the attire of an ordinary maiden.

Rouge touched her lips, and powder was applied to her face.

Moth eyebrows, snow willow hairpins, golden threads, laughter, and fragrant shadows departed.

When the young woman pushed open the door and walked out, even Zhan Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

The young female constable frowned, unaccustomed to it, and stomped her foot. Her boots had been replaced by light-colored embroidered shoes, her silk stockings stirred up dust, and the embroidered shoes didn't feel as comfortable as boots. Her feet were a little numb. She kept her face stiff, lest her cheeks blush and be seen. She said:

"Alright, it's a day off today, everyone scatter, I'm leaving."

Saying that, she slightly raised her head, like a proud Jiangnan swallow, and walked forward with her sword.

"Hey, stop."

Zhan Zhao stopped his junior sister with a smile.

He pointed to the sword in her hand.

Finally, under the young woman's reluctant gaze, he took the sword and handed her a round fan instead.

"Alright, go on."

The young woman covered her face with the translucent fan, revealing only a pair of light brown pupils. She stepped out, hearing the laughter behind her, only gritted her teeth, making her look so bad. When that thief is granted amnesty and comes to the Six Doors, she will definitely train him well.

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"Benefactor Xu, are you feeling better?"

A monk with a simple face asked softly, while the young, pale-faced doctor in front of him remained silent. He put his hands together in return and said:

"Master brought me here to heal me, but when will Xu Xian be allowed to go home?"

"What for?"

"To reunite with my wife."

The monk shook his head and said, "Do you know that your wife is a demon?"

"Xu Xian knows."

Fahai saw his appearance, then poured a cup of tea, and said in a calm voice: "But do you want to let your surrounding neighbors be invaded by demonic energy, damaging their lifespans?" Xu Xian seemed not to know about this matter, his palms trembled slightly, and he fell silent.

The monk looked at him, sighed, and said, "If you are willing to live in seclusion in the mountains with your wife."

"This monk will not interfere. But if you are stubborn and insist on staying in Lin'an Prefecture."

"For the sake of those people, this monk cannot let you two go back."

"This monk has left a message in your pharmacy, Bai Suzhen knows about this."

In the Buddhist temple, the bell rang, and finally Xu Xian decided to leave the human world and live in seclusion in the mountains with his wife. The young doctor said in a low voice: "When my wife comes, I will tell her myself. I must also thank you, Master, for saving my life."

"It wasn't me..."

Fahai couldn't finish speaking, his voice paused slightly, his pupils contracted, and he stood up abruptly.

He could hear bursts of muffled thunder in his ears.

Far away, a monk and a doctor saw the vast and mighty waves rolling in from the horizon, threatening to flood Jinshan Temple. A figure in white stood on the waves, her voice cold and resolute: "Fahai, release my husband!"

The Buddhist beads in the monk's hand were snapped.

Even if this snake demon has a thousand years of cultivation.

How could she make the waters of Jiangnan rise from nothing and flood the Buddhist temple?!

This only meant that the water level had risen to the point of submerging a mountain, representing tides, representing breached embankments, representing floods. The monk rose up in anger and saw from afar that the waves had left their original riverbed and were rolling towards the city, not knowing how many people would suffer, how many would be displaced.

Selfish desires, using power recklessly, disregarding the common people.

Fahai's Zen heart was filled with anger and sorrow, and he finally roared:

"Demon!!!"

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The clouds in the sky hung low, and the humidity was more intense than usual.

But the great thief didn't care. Jiangnan has a lot of water and rain, and when it rains heavily, it is even more beautiful to see the daughters of Jiangnan walking with umbrellas. Perhaps one day, when that heroic woman takes off her close-fitting outfit and puts on a green shirt and silk skirt, she will definitely look better than anyone else.

It is impossible for him to go to the Six Doors.

He felt uncomfortable in his heart when he looked at those officials, let alone work for them.

What's next? Help Bao Zheng for a few years. It is said that this Bao HeiZi (包黑子, a nickname for Bao Zheng, meaning "Black Bao") wants to serve as an envoy to the Liao Kingdom in a few years. This man is brave and seems to have a past with General Di Qing of the Northern Frontier. At that time, he must help. And then, he will marry a wife, have children, and live in Jiangnan City...

At this moment, the great thief heard a rumbling thunder.

He turned his head sharply.

And saw the scene of the flood over Jinshan.

Large swaths of dark clouds swirled and enveloped the mountain, and the majestic water vapor crashed down, making a roaring sound that was no less than thunder, making the criminals tremble in their hearts. Corresponding to this, a large amount of water surged down, directly submerging the surrounding cities.

The smile on the great thief's face froze, and he instinctively wanted to retreat.

With his agility, he could keep up with the lightest wind.

Although the water was great, it was impossible to catch up with him.

Jinshan Temple is not outside Lin'an Prefecture.

There is still some distance from here to the agreed place.

If nothing else, even if the flood poured into the river in one go and Lin'an Prefecture was also flooded, he had already become famous for his footwork when he was young. As long as he took the young female constable with him, he could easily avoid the flood.

But as he retreated, he just glanced and saw the waves about to hit the city. How could those low houses stop the flood? He saw those familiar faces full of fear.

How ridiculous.

Before he could even react, he had already rushed forward.

There were still some people outside the city. The great thief reached out and pulled the children playing outside one by one, and then threw them back into the city. At the same time, bursts of angry voices and Buddhist sounds came from Jinshan Temple, and the raging waves crashed down on the city.

Once the city wall collapses and the water rushes into the city, how many people and animals will die?

Once the city dies and is swallowed by the river, it will be followed by a major epidemic. Jiangnan will no longer be Jiangnan. The accumulated water will directly flood towards Lin'an City, and then the young woman will be trapped in the tide.

Jiangnan, Jiangnan without peach blossoms and flowing water, Jiangnan without swallows and spring mud.

The great thief seemed a little flustered.

Or perhaps, he didn't think so much at all.

His eyes only reflected the starlight of the mortal world that night, reflecting the light in the young woman's eyes in the mortal world.

The sword in his hand slashed out smoothly.

His speed can chase the wind. When he flies, he can make the rain surround him without falling on the ground. Nan Xia (南侠, Southern Hero) who is the first martial artist in the world, can't catch him. This time, the great thief who is the best at Qinggong (轻功, lightness skill) in Jiangnan Dao, did not retreat, and the sword in his hand burst out with sword light.

Using his own body to divert the water back to its original basin.

One by one, people retreated, fleeing from the other city gates. Only those with some Taoist cultivation looked at the back, opened their mouths, as if they wanted to say something, but finally turned their heads away with shame, unable to bear to look again.

Using human power to fight against the power of heaven and earth.

In this era where spiritual energy is becoming increasingly depleted, it is almost a legend.

But at this moment, the flowing water was indeed diverted away from the city. The injuries caused by the impact of the huge water flow, blood mixed into the water, the water that flooded Jinshan was divided by the sword, surging into the river on the left and right.

The great thief who endured this vast impact bled from all seven orifices, but he clenched his teeth and did not retreat.

The red silk ribbon at his wrist fluttered.

I am attached to you...

You love the mortal world, so I will protect the mortal world.

And I, I love the prosperity of Jiangnan.

I give you Jiangnan.

I give you the wind of Jiangnan and the ten thousand zhang of the mortal world.

The great thief of Jiangnan, the Jiangnan of the great thief.

Cracks appeared on the sword, and then, in his enlarged pupils, it shattered with a clang.

He finally reached out and protected the simple hairpin.

This was bought with the money he earned from picking herbs.

"It's not dirty..."

Millions of gallons of water crashed down.

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Lin'an Prefecture, Temple Fair.

The young woman leaned against the oldest tree on this street. It was a centuries-old tree, with branches spreading out very comfortably. Each branch was hung with red silk with names written on it. She spotted her name at the highest point, which clearly made her angry, but wearing a skirt, it was not easy to go up, so she had to turn her eyes away and not look at it.

But people came and went, and that lecherous man was late again.

What would happen if he was so lazy in the Six Doors in the future?

She was in a daze. A hand gently patted her on the back.

Turning her head, it was that smiling lecherous man.

She angrily kicked him, but he just smiled, but with another trance, he had disappeared. She blinked her eyes and found that she had just been distracted. This was still the willow-lined bridges and emerald curtains of Lin'an Prefecture.

Jiangnan was originally a grand scene.

She stood on the bustling temple fair street, watching people come and go, reaching out to fiddle with the ornaments on her head, and then smoothing her temples. Her embroidered shoes lightly tapped her toes, and a feeling that she couldn't explain arose in her heart. She moved the handle of her fan, and the fan surface covered her cheeks, her eyes slightly closed.

...Would it look.

Very strange?

Lecherous man, hurry up.

If you don't come, this lady will really be angry.

PS: After all, it's just a trial reincarnation, trying various postures, no knife, no knife... (smoking and frowning emoticon)

You don't get a sense of a knife unless someone dies.

But if you can't come back to life, it's a bit of a knife, I feel like this is almost there.

For example, if these two are supporting characters, right, just one step away in this life, and it's done...

In fact, the story of Jinshan Temple and the Legend of the White Snake is not in the same city.