At this time, the little monk hurriedly came over with tea: "Ah, Master, is that person gone?"

The lama smiled and said, "Your tea-making skills need to be strengthened! Forget it, you and I can drink it!"

"One old and one young, what a pleasure!" Oniyuko walked to the door, and thought that he had forgotten something, so he turned around and came back.

The guru smiled and said, "Why did you come back again?"

Ghost Youzi said angrily: "I remember when I just came, you said a word to serve tea, and I didn't see a tea shadow when I left! Don't talk about welcoming tea, just say that you scolded me in Duanwang's mansion, shouldn't you apologize for tea? You old monk is really stingy!"

The guru said, "I didn't expect the donor to have a pair of tailwind ears! The old man is not well entertained. Wait for me to make tea for you myself, as a thank you. How?"

"Oh, that depends on your skills!"

The master smiled, took out the tea set from the room, and asked the little monk to bring the jar of snow water buried under the tree.

Oni Yuzi smiled: "It seems that the master is an expert! ”

The guru said, "This water is different from normal water. It is the ice condensation flower on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and the water turned by the slight snow on the flower. Therefore, this water is clear and has a strange fragrance. Boiling tea with this water does not take away the taste of tea, does not lose its fragrance, it is really the best water in the world!"

The ghost ghost was amazed and looked forward to it, urging the master to hurry up.

I saw the master pour out some snow water, seal the altar and ask the little monk to bury it back in its place. Then use the palm of your hand to heat and slowly boil. With the other hand, take out the tea leaves and place one leaf in each of the two cups. At this time, the snow water was boiling, and the guru carried the water into the air, divided it into two parts, poured it into two teacups, and said, "Please taste the tea from the benefactor." ”

"That's good, I didn't see you show any skills!"

The lama smiled and said, "The road is simple, and the content is the point. ”

Ghost Yuzi picked up the teacup in disbelief, gently blew away the curling smoke, and took a sip slowly, the tea was not as hot as imagined, but warm as jade, and the first entrance was slightly fragrant, a product, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, mixed flavors, and came up together, as if all the past came to mind.

After a long time, I found that the tea had entered the throat, and the tea in the cup was also cold!

Ghost Yuzi sighed: "It's really a masterpiece!"

The guru said, "This is a red dust!"

Ghost Yuzi said: "I think it's a mouthful of red dust! It's a pity that I can't taste it again!"

The guru smiled, "Didn't the donor already know what it was like?"

"Yes! Many people in the world know that if you don't bring it with you in life, you don't bring it with you, you don't take it with you, everything is a dream, it's all a bubble! But who can really do it, and there is nothing left? Presumably, only a master can do it, so this tea will be given to me, so that I can appreciate life and understand this life!"

The master smiled: "I said you were cunning, and you still said that I scolded you!" After that, he reluctantly gave a small bag to the ghost.

Ghost Yuko Fang left satisfied.

The hunt has finally arrived. Ghost Yuko was forced to put on armor, hold Changge, lead the warriors of Monan, and follow behind the prince of Monan.

The ghost ghost said in his heart: Ask Lao Tzu to hunt for you, you, the emperor, are the first person in the whole universe! Alas! I don't know where a certain stinky Taoist priest died and came back to life laughing!

Sure enough, at the same moment, somewhere in this plane, several Daoming, who was the stinky Taoist priest in the mouth of the ghost ghost, and also the stinky Taoist priest in the mouth of the blood lingzhi, suddenly woke up from the meditation and said hurriedly: "Little boy, quickly bring me the Nine Heavens Divine Guide!"

A little boy thought something big had happened and hurriedly brought the mirror over.

"Oh, slow down, my baby, the happiness of my life is on it!" Several Daoming hurriedly stood up, ran over to take the mirror, and carefully wiped it: "Baby, it's up to you today!" Then he recited the incantation, knotted the magic seal in his hand, and a dim and dull mirror, which was brilliant and dazzling, and slowly rose into the air. A few of them were still chanting incantations, forming a magic seal, and the mirror began to appear black, then starlight, and finally a blue water ball. A few Daoming kept zooming in, magnifying until they looked down on a capital.

"Hey, I'm tired! It should be here, keep it up!" The spells gushing out of the mouths became more complicated, and the seals in his hands became more and more complex, and the mirror began to slowly enlarge somewhere.

The little boy had never seen the master do something so seriously, looking at the master's head with green smoke and beads of sweat like rain, but his face was smiling and his eyes were obscene: I'm afraid it's not crazy, right?

Several Daoming now put all his body and mind into the mirror, and magnified to a group of people: Huh, what about people? Several Daoming searched left and right, but they didn't see the figure of the ghost.

"Isn't this old ghost here?" said a few more than he believed it, and expanded the scope of the search several times. Suddenly, I found that the samurai team of Monan seemed to be a little different from other people's.

"Ha! You old ghost! Everyone else has a leader, but you don't have a leader? Cover your ears and steal the bell! Watch me break your trick!" A few bright gestures suddenly changed, and a voice broke off: "Now!"

"Hahaha!" Several Dao Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, "This suit of armor is very suitable for you! It's really ridiculous! I have to save it, this is your handle! Hahaha!" I was about to cast a spell, and suddenly heard a stick shout: "Calm down and calm down, the heavenly spirit returns to the void!"

A few Ming's eyes flashed with stars, and the sky was spinning, and he forgot the spell for a moment and stopped gesticulating. The mirror had no mana to support it, and with a bang, it fell to the ground and shattered!

A few Daoming shook his head, and suddenly came to his senses: "Ah-" jumped up, "My treasure mirror!

"What are you doing?"

"Uh... I think you're going crazy... The boy replied weakly.

"I'm going crazy! I see you're going crazy! I dare to beat your master! I don't clean you up!" he said, rolling up his sleeves, and was about to grab the little boy and beat him severely. Seeing that the situation was not good, the child ran away, ran out of space, and disappeared.

"It's so hateful! it's almost!" a few Ming looked up to the sky and roared, "I wasted so much energy, I didn't get a fart, you'd better never come back to this kid!"

Ji Daoming went back indignantly and continued to meditate.

Although Ghost Yuko doesn't like this feeling very much, he still has to play it for the sake of his brother. After all, he is facing the emperor of the Celestial Empire, who dominates the life and death of so many people, so he can be regarded as a character. Serving him, he is not too aggrieved.

After entering the enclosure, the prince of Mo Nan went to see the emperor. The ghost is led by a guard and assigned to the area of Monan. When they arrived at the place, the guard left, and after arranging the personnel, the ghost returned to the place where he should stay, waiting for orders.

"Alas, I don't even have a chance to see the dignity of the Son of Heaven, so let me see who I'm hunting for!"

Ghost Yuzi looked left and right, and inspected again uneasily: "Stand well! Don't be lazy, lose our Mo Nan's face!"

"Yes!"

After the ceremony over there, a trumpet sounded, followed by a drum sound: Today is just the emperor's ceremony and hunting audition,

Oniyuko looked at the banner of the commander and led the Monan samurai to exit the enclosure in an orderly manner.

"Alas, it's so tedious!" Ghost Yuko dragged his heavy armor and led the Monan warrior to return to the post house in a hurry to throw away the ugly armor.

Suddenly, I heard a voice, "Hey, ghost brother?"

Oniyuko pretended not to hear and urged the samurai to hurry up.

"Oh, it's you, wait for me!"

Ghost Youzi looked back: the seventeenth prince was dressed in a ruyi brocade cotton robe, a blue eight-treasure coat, a mink hat on his head, and purple gold boots, and ran over.

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