Green mountains, flowing water, ancient temples, grass sheds.

After Hou Li delivered the daily necessities borrowed from Shengquan Temple.

Lu Yu went to Shitan not far away to fetch a bucket of water.

This stone pool.

It was originally the world-famous "Thunderswamp Spray Cloud".

But Ishinuma is still there today.

The sound of rolling thunder was not so shocking.

I think it's the vicissitudes of the sea, the environment changes.

Or has the original hidden dragon in the stone swamp already taken to the sky by thunder?

Of course.

These are not what Lu Yu cares about.

I took a sip of the cold mountain spring in the stone swamp.

His whole body was suddenly slightly shocked!

Although it is less sweet than the water of the sacred spring on the mountainside.

But it's also refreshing, and it's an excellent cup of tea!

To know.

Lu Yu's sense of taste is even more outstanding than ordinary people.

The difference between the two waters is very subtle.

So it seems.

The monks of the two monasteries in Zhenlei Mountain are also well versed in the way of drinking!

Come to think of this.

Lu Yu raised his head and took a deep look at Leifeng Temple.

Immediately, a fire was lit, a clay pot was erected, and water began to boil.

At the same time, a clay pot and several cups were placed on the stone.

Hou Li and Xiao Shen Xuan immediately surrounded them.

"Brother, you want to make tea?"

Lu Yu nodded, and suddenly asked, "It's almost Bailu, right?"

For the traditional lunar calendar "twenty-four solar terms".

Hou Li understands it quite well.

He thought for a while and nodded, "It's been a few days since the summer heat, and there should be more than ten days before it will be Bailu." ”

More than 10 days......

Lu Yu nodded and breathed lightly.

Immediately, he took out a small red tea bag.

"In the autumn mountain house, the cold rises, let's drink a cup of black tea to warm our stomachs. ”

As he spoke, he opened the tea bag and sniffed it.

Although the Keemun black tea in the bag has not been promoted.

But the aroma and taste are still very pleasant.

Xiao Shen Xuan often drinks tea with Lu Yu.

Seeing this, he had already sat down obediently on the side.

And Hou Li looked at Lu Yu with some surprise.

His family is a tea farmer.

I have been working in Mingxuan Tea House for so long.

Just from the cord and aroma, I know that Lu Yu's tea is definitely good!

"Brother, you still carry such a good tea with you when you go out!"

"This tea isn't cheap, is it?"

Lu Yu smiled when he heard this, and put the open tea bag aside.

Seeing the rain pouring water into the warm cup.

Hou Li muttered, "Let Brother Lu Yu make me tea." ”

"And it's such a good tea. ”

"I must have accumulated great virtue in my last life......"

Xiao Shen Xuan said proudly: "What is this?"

"Lu Yu makes me tea every day!"

"Yes, Lu Yu!"

Lu Yu's whole body and mind were poured into tea at this time.

Wen Yan said lightly: "For tea." ”

"If you taste it with reverence, you will taste it with reverence. ”

"If you taste it with a frivolous heart, you will taste it frivolous......"

"What kind of heart you have, what kind of tea you taste. ”

"It doesn't matter if he is a king and a nobleman, or a peddler and a pawn. ”

"Tea is treated with a normal heart. ”

"If there is no ordinary heart, there is no tea out of the dust. ”

……

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the sun is hanging westward.

Lu Yu's hands were full of water vapor, and the tea was fragrant.

talked with Hou Li and Shen Xuan.

Lu Yu was talking about tea.

It's also talking about yourself.

Treat people and things with a normal heart.

Tea is like this, and so is people.

The same is true of Buddhism.

……

At the same time.

Inside the mountain gate is also standing a thin old monk.

It is the Xuanbei Zen master of Leifeng Temple.

Lu Yu's every move, word and deed at this time.

Everything is unobstructed by Xuan Grief through the lookout built a hundred years ago.

Wait to hear Lu Yu talk about the ordinary heart of tea.

Xuan Bei suddenly nodded lightly with a smile on his face.

After clasping his hands together and silently chanting the Buddha's name.

Turn around and go back to the main hall of the temple.

"Where is the silence?"

I heard the call of Zen Master Xuanbei.

I just returned to the temple this morning, and Jingchen, who was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, hurriedly bowed deeply.

"Disciple Jingchen see the abbot Zen master. ”

Xuan Bei said lightly: "One day of visiting the Buddha, can you be enlightened?"

Jingchen clasped his hands together and said, "The disciple is too obsessed with protecting tea. ”

Because he knew that the Lu donor was a tea man, he became angry with the other donors who accompanied him. ”

"The disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Xuan Bei nodded lightly: "This is one of your faults." ”

"There is another mistake, it seems that you have not yet understood. ”

Jingchen hurriedly said: "Please host the dotting!"

Xuan Bei turned his head to look at the slanting sun outside the temple, and suddenly smiled slightly.

"This matter was caused by the Lord Lu Yu. ”

"If you want to ignite, you need him to ignite. ”

"After worshipping the Buddha tonight, you will go to find the donor of Lu Yu. ”

Let Lu Yu ignite me?!

Jingchen was stunned.

But the Xuanbei Zen Master is the host of Leifeng Temple, and he is more respected.

Jingchen didn't dare to disobey, so he had to promise in a deep voice.

……

Night.

Because the grass shed is not large.

Hou Li has descended the mountain and returned to live at Shengquan Temple.

Lu Yu lit some green tea produced at the foot of the mountain around the grass shed.

After these green teas have been burned.

The taste lasts.

It has the effect of repelling mosquitoes.

Because Xiao Shen Xuan insisted on staying here.

Lu Yu had to give up the stone bed to her.

And he laid some meadows and slept at the door.

Fortunately, there are all the things to start a fire.

After a day of ventilation and drying.

And after the subsequent baking, the ground has dried.

It's pretty comfortable to lie down.

Month to midday.

Lu Yu looked back and saw that Xiao Shen Xuan, who kept saying that he wanted to "protect" himself, was already asleep.

I couldn't help but turn over and sit up, walked outside the grass hut and lit a cigarette.

He wasn't sleepy.

Now the cool breeze is blowing around.

The sky is full of stars.

It's a time to meditate on something.

The ancient temple in front of you has been vicissitudes for hundreds of years.

The grass shed behind him records the persistence of the tea man.

Lu Yu's heart unconsciously set off a trace of waves.

A cigarette burns out.

He let out a long breath.

Suddenly, I remembered a verse poem in the Zen "Rinzai Quotations".

There was no one near the left, and I couldn't help but chant lightly.

"The heart turns with all circumstances,"

"Turning around can be quiet. ”

"Recognize sex with the flow,"

"No joy and no worries. ”

A song.

Lu Yu smiled slightly, and the corners of his eyes and mouth showed relief.

My heart is turbulent only because of the fetters.

If you return to your normal heart.

Naturally, the world will return to the smooth road.

……

And at this very moment.

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of branches and leaves in the bushes.

Lu Yu thought it was a small beast in the mountains or a night bird returning to the forest.

But he turned his head to look.

But I was stunned to see a tall monk walking out slowly, his eyes clear!

"Silent dust?"

Lu Yu knew this monk.

It was Jingchen who fought with Shen Xuan in the rain yesterday.

However, Jingchen seemed to have heard of Lu Yu's light drink.

walked straight to Lu Yu.

Suddenly, fold your hands and bow deeply!

Lu Yu was slightly stunned: "Master Jingchen, what does this mean?"

Jingchen Wu couldn't bow deeply.

"The presiding Zen master said that the little monk was wrong in two ways. ”

The little monk was puzzled at first. ”

"But when I heard this poem by Lu Shizhu, it was like a slap in the face!"

Now I know that the little monk's mistake is that there is no normality in his heart. ”

"I actually compared Master Lu with those pickled tea people. ”

"The little monk's name is Jingchen, but he is blinded by his heart. ”

"If it weren't for the donor's ignition, I'm afraid I'd have gone astray!"

Lu Yu gently lifted the corners of his mouth when he heard this.

This Jingchen can understand the ordinary heart from this verse poem.

It seems that the roots of wisdom are not shallow.

Case.

There is no need to investigate the matter of his fight with Shen Xuan.

Thinking of this, he nodded and smiled: "Master Jingchen, please take a seat." ”

———— Dividing Line————

At the beginning of the month again, a month has passed, and Lao Tan once again thanked all the book friends who supported him.

It doesn't take up space in the book.

The book friends who supported last month, Lao Tan thanked them one by one in the thank you chapter later.

Tea is endless, and reading is not a day or two.

All those who like tea and those who want to learn about tea are welcome to read it together.

Let's continue to support Lao Tan together.

I wish you all a refreshing autumn, a happy start to school, and a happy work.

Tea is pleasant, and troubles and mundane things are all normal.