Uncle ......" The girl pounced excitedly and clumsily held the body in her arms. However, no matter how she shook, the person in her arms did not react. Instead, a letter fell.

"Girl, when you see this letter, Uncle may have already left. Although, you and I have never known each other, but since we have met by fate, Uncle can't watch you freeze to death in the wilderness. It's just for the sake of conscience, and it's not a kindness. In the next thirteen years, it was just to kill time and find a companion. Your eyes, Uncle has seen, although they are a little special, but they are also a gift from God, making you unique. Starting today, you can see the world. I hope that these eighteen years of darkness will make you cherish this light even more. Uncle is gone, take care of yourself. At the end of the letter were written two words, clear tea.

The girl cried as she held the letter, and countless tears fell. From the crystal teardrops, I don't know when a special tear suddenly fell, black and white intersected. The tear seemed to guide it, and in the girl's horrified eyes, it fell into the mouth of the person in her arms.

"Ahem......" The person in the girl's arms suddenly coughed, although he still did not wake up, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing became much heavier. The girl wiped her tears in surprise, and didn't know where the strength came from, so she carried the person in her arms. A thin figure, carrying a man in a tattered white robe, walked into the distance step by step.

"You save my life, raise me once, I swear to accompany you for the rest of my life, so, you are not allowed to die, I am not allowed to die for you. The girl carried the tall figure with difficulty, sneaking step by step, and said as she walked.

At last they hid in a cave, and the girl began to study her tears, and finally found that only by concentrating all their energies could they condense a single black and white tear. And this drop has a healing effect in the eye, but it can only be condensed one drop a day. She carefully fed the tears to Qingcha every day.

After three days, Qingcha woke up and had recovered quite a bit. Looking at the thinner girl, he smiled happily. They stayed in the mountains for half a year, and they also liked this pure life. Qingcha took the girl away from home, passing by a small town. The plague was raging, and there were hardly any healthy people. Everywhere there were figures who were struggling and wailing, everywhere were scrawny figures, everywhere were lying figures.

The two of them couldn't bear it, so Qingcha poured the saved tears into the water and tried to feed them. Miraculously, they got better and finally recovered. This time it brings everyone a hope for life. A large number of people come to ask for medicine every day, but it is still in an endless stream. Seeing that there were not many tears left, Qingcha secretly thought of a solution. He drained half of his own blood, took the prepared tears and medicinal herbs, and finally mixed it with water to make a jar of potion.

All the people in the town were rescued, but Qingcha fell. Looking at Qingcha's pale face, which was no different from a dead person, the visitors all went out crying. In the end, Qingcha was rescued by the girl. The whole town celebrates with singing and dancing on the day of the waking up of the tea. In gratitude for the tea, the town's best craftsmen worked together to build a three-story pavilion named the Tea House.

Since then, in the town, there has been one more tea layman, one more tea lady, one more tea stall, and one more benevolent saint.

When Tang Dynasty saw this, the scene in front of him blurred. In the next second, he saw the figure in a white robe rushing to kill among thousands of red armor. There are constantly people and horses flying up, or being smashed into the air, and the bare-handed Qingcha monks crisscross the red cavalry.

In the next scene, a long red dragon stretches from the entrance of the town to the entrance of the Eight Hundred Mountains. It's just that more than half of them have fallen and never got up. The white robe on Qingcha's body has been dyed red, and there is a spear stuck in his back. With Qingcha's final blow, the hammer flew a man and a horse, and after smashing over a piece, he held a snatched spear and stood in place, unable to move anymore. He just stood quietly and slowly closed his eyes. Even so, a group of cavalry around did not dare to approach, but just gathered around. They watched as the blood flowed from Qingcha's back, continuing to stain his robes red, rather than rushing up.

At this moment, a red figure appeared on the road paved with this long red dragon. She was wearing a long red dress, and the skirt was fluttering with indescribable beauty. Gradually, people who saw her began to be immersed in her beauty and began to become obsessed.

"Silly uncle, the girl said that she would accompany you for the rest of her life, how can you go first. The woman walked up to Qingcha, gently hugged his body, and said softly.

"Enchantress, you are the enchantress, catch him. Suddenly, a shout came, and a general in even redder armor pointed at the woman and shouted.

"Since you say I'm a witch, then I'll be a witch. Cluck...... Giggle......" the woman whispered, and suddenly laughed charmingly. Although she was smiling, her eyes were red with bloody tears. "Die!" the woman roared. Her eyes widened as she looked at the soldiers who had been awakened and rushed towards her.

Thousands of people and horses rushed like this, and they turned into ashes and dispersed with the wind. In just a moment, the woman's eyes became empty. The woman lowered her head, looked back at Qingcha, who was still standing in place, and suddenly burst into tears. She hugged Qingcha's corpse, her feet moved slightly, and she jumped up easily. Soon, they disappeared into the Eight Hundred Mountains and came to the foot of a mountain. The mountain in front of me was as if three huge stones were standing upright on the ground and growing together again.

"Since we are no longer together in this life, then we will make an appointment for the next life, the next life. I swear, we will be together for three lifetimes. After the woman made her vow, she crashed into the mountain with Qingcha's body in her arms.

At this moment, an illusory figure floated out of Qingcha's corpse and pounced directly on this woman. But to no avail, the woman's body passed through the shadow and smashed against the mountain wall, and a shocking red stained the stone wall.

"You're so stupid. Qingcha's shadow sighed and said. With that, the shadow turned into a golden light and entered the woman's body. Soon after, a woman's shadow floated out of the woman's body.

"Is it talent again? If you scatter your soul, even if you save my soul, what? If I can't see you, then I'd rather not have these eyes, and I wouldn't want to open them. The woman slowly closed her eyes as she spoke, and stretched out two fingers to thrust them fiercely. Just as she was inserting her forehead into her eyes, there was a sudden change in the sky, and dark clouds were thickening.