There are lights in the pavilion, which are very bright, but there is no shelter in all directions, and it can only block the snow, in fact, in such a winter day, it is not half a minute warmer than outside.

A square table that is not too big or too small, and four chairs.

It can be seen that the wood used for the tables and chairs is good, without any carving, very plain, but the treatment is well-proportioned and exquisite.

The older you get, the more comfortable you feel.

There is a complete set of exquisite tea sets on the table, and in the sea of tea, it is tea that has just been brewed out and is still steaming.

In addition, in the corner of the table in front of the master, there is also a small wooden bowl, not much water, and a few plums are lying obliquely in it, which looks like it has just been folded down and is very fresh. Bud.

Seeing the young man come in and sit down very casually, Zhao Wenhui opened a washed and buttoned teacup, picked up the sea of tea, and poured him a cup of tea lightly, before carefully turning around and sitting down.

Therefore, although the snow is falling outside and the mountains are extremely cold, and this pavilion is not sheltered, he is still wearing a thin old-fashioned breasted pants and gown, sitting here to enjoy the snow and drink tea, but at this time, sitting down, blown by the cold wind, he feels that there seems to be some chill on his body, and then he suddenly realized that his clothes have long been wet with sweat.

At this time, the young man actually said very politely, "Thank you!"

Zhao Wenhui was stunned for a moment, and then said a little stiffly: "You're welcome, Mr. Xiao, please use tea!"

The young man happily picked up the teacup, sniffed it, looked very intoxicated, and then drank it all in one gulp, exhaling hot air, "Ah...... Comfortable!"

Then, his gaze turned to Zhao Wenhui and said with a smile: "Good tea!"

Zhao Wenhui smiled reluctantly, picked up the sea of tea again, and poured him a cup.

This time, the young man was not in a hurry to drink, and after thanking him, he looked up and down Zhao Wenhui with interest.

These glances suddenly made Zhao Wenhui nervous again.

But then, the young man smiled and asked, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night and drink tea here?"

This question is nonsense.

Because the questioner also didn't sleep in the middle of the night, wandered around, and quietly ran to other people's homes. even scared the host's family into a cold sweat and broke out all over his body.

But at this time, Zhao Wenhui didn't feel that this question was nonsense or rude.

He thought for a moment and replied respectfully, "I...... I'm old, I sleep lightly, and I always cough at night. Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I came out to sit idle, drink tea, and think about something. ”

Although this tone is more lively and friendly because it is a local dialect, it is still as upright as a primary school student answering a question in class.

The young man nodded, facing Zhao Wenhui's respectful posture, he was also comfortable, he didn't seem to feel awkward, and said very casually: "That's right, then I'll borrow your treasure land and sit for a while!"

After a pause, he added, "Relax...... I'm not as scary as you think!"

This attitude is kind and kind as facing an old friend for many years.

It was not like the amazing power of the dragon he had just shown.

In fact, Zhao Wenhui was in fear at the moment, and his perception was extremely keen, and at this time, he did perceive that the other party seemed to have received magical powers, and the powerful coercive aura on his body just now had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

In other words, he felt that the young man sitting in front of him finally looked like a "person".

Of course, the fear in Zhao Wenhui's heart will not disappear, but after all, he is no longer a hairy young man, he is nearly seventy years old, and he has seen many big scenes in his life.

So at this time, he forced himself to calm down, thought about it, smiled, and asked, "What about you, little gentleman, why don't you sleep?"

The young man smiled when he heard this, looking very casual, and a little happy, and even excited, "I'm just the opposite of you, I'm so happy that I can't sleep." ”

"Oh. Zhao Wenhui laughed dryly.

After a pause, he also said sincerely: "Congratulations to Mr. Xiao." ”

The young man smiled when he heard this, picked up the teacup, and drank it all.

Second cup.

He sighed contentedly.

Zhao Wenhui hurriedly poured another cup for this "little gentleman".

The young man didn't look at it, but turned his gaze to the mountains and the vast earth in the distance.

After a long time, he sighed and whispered, "It's good to be back!"

Zhao Wenhui was puzzled, but he didn't dare to talk.

So in the gazebo, one old and one young, sat quietly.

The young man looked into the distance, looking at the mountains and fields under his feet for a long time and with affection.

The old man lowered his head and quietly watched the heat rising above the sea of tea.

I can't take my eyes off it.

I don't know how much time has passed, but suddenly, the young man turned around and said lightly, "There is indeed something wrong with your lungs." It's on fire!"

Zhao Wenhui was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "The main thing is that I was a little injured in the early years, and I didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that it was already better, but later I found out that something was wrong, and I couldn't see it well." ”

The young man smiled when he heard this, but he waved his hand and said, "Turn around, I'll show you." ”

Zhao Wenhui immediately chuckled in his heart when he heard this.

At that moment, there were countless thoughts and countless speculations in his heart, but after only two or three seconds, he still smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay, then...... Thank you, little sir!"

The young man did not speak, and he turned in his chair.

Soon, a hand fell on his back.

Zhao Wenhui's heart tightened, and suddenly he felt as if there was a flow of air entering his chest.

It was cold, and immediately suppressed the fire in his lungs.

His palms were clenched into fists, the muscles in his arms were raised, and his back was tense and stiff, but he didn't dare to move.

Both hands pressed up, and there seemed to be no regular touch on his back a few times, just when Zhao Wenhui even subconsciously held his breath, he suddenly heard a voice, "Open your mouth!"

He subconsciously opened his mouth, and suddenly his palms gently patted under his back shoulder blades.

Almost uncontrollably, his body surged forward, only to feel a bulge in his chest, as if a hot thing was surging up, almost gagging, he "ha", and immediately spit out the feeling - a fiery air current, just sprayed on the plum blossom cuttings in the corner of the table.

The whole body suddenly felt relaxed.

When he looked down, he was shocked to find that the newly folded plum blossoms had faded pink in the blink of an eye, and were dyed with the color of lead gray death.

The hands had been withdrawn.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he turned back in astonishment, he saw the young man taking up his cup and drinking the tea from the cup again—"The tea is cold!" he said.

"This ...... This ......"

Between exhaling and inhaling, he felt the relief and comfort that his lungs had not felt for a long time, and Zhao Wenhui was surprised for a while and didn't know what to say.

As a cultivator, how could he not know that this young man just now was stunned and forced out the accumulated fire in his chest, especially in his lungs!

Half a life has passed, and I have practiced for decades, but it is the first time I have seen such a magic technique in the world!

"Dare to ask sir...... Uh, little brother......"

Before he could speak, the young man had already put down his cup and waved his hand, interrupting him.

Then, he stood up directly and said with a smile: "It's time for me to go, thank you for the tea!"

In a hurry, Zhao Wenhui quickly stood up, but before he could speak, the young man thought about it again and said, "Oh, by the way, the lungs are just the appearance, your real problem is in the liver." It's not that you're injured or anything like that, it's that there's something wrong with the exercises you practice. Think for yourself how to solve it!"

Zhao Wenhui was stunned for a moment.

"Uh, sir......"

The young man smiled and said, "Let's go." ”

Before Zhao Wenhui could speak again, the young man in front of him suddenly disappeared—just like when he came.

The rest of the words choked back.

But after hesitating, he suddenly raised his voice and said loudly: "Sir, can you leave a honorific name?"

The sound spreads through the valley and overflows the mountains.

However, no one responded.