"The sun and the moon and the stars, the two of one, two, three, and the pen of the wonderful pen." As he spoke, the old gentleman danced with his hands, and his hands drew a strange arc in mid-air, as if he was fascinated.

This peculiar behavior strengthened Chen Yang's thoughts, authentic Alzheimer's patients.

It's pitiful, I'm so old, stupid and stupid, it's really worrying to be like this, I can't bear to look at it directly.

"Young man, this is a treasure land, surrounded by mountains, like an immortal lying horizontally, rigid and soft, Tibetan wind and water, there is a real dragon treasure accumulation, is ready to go, if the wind and clouds meet, it will be able to fly for nine days." This old man of the second goods, his eyebrows fluttered, and his five fingers were put together into a palm knife, constantly waving.

"Especially the stone pond in front of your house, it's amazing, it's a rare dragon pool, it's the mansion of the ancient mountains and rivers gods, it's wonderful."

"But if your own life is not prosperous, it is easy to provoke anger and cause trouble."

It's really not light, I put myself into the role of Mr. Feng Shui, and I can't get out.

It's just a broken pool, and a dragon pool, what kind of moth is this, destroying all your leisurely afternoons.

"Why, young man, you don't believe it, in vain, the old man, I kindly remind you, the young people nowadays are too uninteresting, I think that back then, my old man crisscrossed the north and south of the river, broke into the Qinling Heavenly Tomb alone, and killed the Quartet......"

It's all a mess, telling some second- or third-rate old-fashioned weird stories, with no preface and no logic.

After a long time, it was delayed like this, the sun was almost west, and the old man left, and he took a few big peaches with him before leaving, what else could Chen Yang say, respect the old and love the young.

After dinner, a few little guys at home obediently watched cartoons, quite peaceful, a bright moon hung high outside the window, and endless stars twinkled brightly, embellishing the night sky gorgeously.

Chen Yang closed the door of the bedroom, and with a movement of his mind, he entered the Xuanhuang Realm, and a fragrance of plants and trees greeted him.

Today, I want to explore this world well, and the old mountain god must have left a lot of good things.

Walking in the Xuanhuang realm, there is a soft grass under the feet, it is quite comfortable to step on, and it is a pity to look at such a large world, there are mountains, rivers and fields, and it is indeed a pity that it is so vacant.

Cultivating the land and cultivating the land, Chen Yang doesn't have the idle time, it's too troublesome, anyway, now that he has money, playing adventure games leisurely is the right way.

Go further, is a white marble spring pool, the spring water is clear and sweet, leaning down to find that on the crystal spring wall, there are two strange ancient characters inscribed.

Fortunately, the Chinese characters are in the same line, and Chen Yang can vaguely recognize that this is the word "Longquan".

Longquan, the name is good, but it also matches this spring.

Without staying here for long, Chen Yang continued to walk forward, through small forests, through winding streams, across thick black soil, and a simple and dilapidated thatched hut appeared in front of him.

The withered yellow color and the strange shape like a small tomb bag give people a bleak feeling of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, which greatly reduces Chen Yang's interest in treasure hunting.

In front of the thatched house, there is a big purple tree, five or six people can't hug it, the main trunk is straight, without the slightest bend, the branches are luxuriant, the sharp tip of the tree is like a sharp sword, straight into the sky.

Chen Yang walked slowly and pushed open the small door of the thatched house, which was empty, and it was really clean and clean.

A wide bamboo bed, a few yellow wood chairs, two bluestone tables, a pair of ordinary tea sets are placed horizontally and vertically, and there are a little dried tea stains in the teacups the size of a baby's fist.

Chen Yang sighed slightly, looked out the window, a blue lake, but a hundred meters in a circle, looking around, surrounded by a lush, luxuriant low bushes, the shore of the lake is a soft lawn, dotted with yellow, blue, purple small wildflowers, looking from a distance, like embroidered rainbow satin.

What is that!

Chen Yang saw that dozens of half-human tall brass tripods stood like rocks in the lake, majestic and majestic, like tigers and wolves waiting for the day, guarding something, this scene was really shocking.

Look outside, in the middle of the lake, there is a large bluestone, two zhang square, smooth and smooth like a knife, there is a small crystal tripod placed on it, but the size of the face plate, under the light of the light, shines.

Once this person's curiosity was aroused, he couldn't stop the sluice, like a flood breaking through the embankment, driving Chen Yang towards the lake.

When he arrived at the lake, he took off his shoes and rolled up his trousers, Chen Yangyang stepped into the lake barefoot, slowly walked to a brass statue, and stopped to gaze.

This brass tripod, three legs and two ears, the top wall is smooth as a mirror, engraved with dozens of oracle bone inscription-like words, it looks quite a sense of majesty, the color of mountains and rivers.

Chen Yang worked together with both hands to lift the heavy lid of the tripod, and the rich fragrance of tea came to his face, full of the vicissitudes of history, as if he had condensed the essence of the years, and the rectangular tea bricks, like silver casting, shone brightly under the light and were neatly stacked together.

Chen Yang picked up a tea brick casually, weighed it, and almost lost his strength, it was too heavy, incredible, it was heavier than gold, just like a real metal.

How is it possible, this is obviously just a tea brick, why it is so heavy, it is too unbelievable.

Tea leaves, which are as heavy as metal, are so rare that I have never heard of such a miracle.

But if you can't think of something clearly, don't bother with that, it has always been Chen Yang's principle of doing things.

This tea looks like an extraordinary product, Chen Yang wasted half a day's energy, broke off a small tea brick, and put it in his pocket.

After going back, make a cup of tea and taste how it tastes, this is the collection of the old mountain god, and it should not be ordinary.

The mind moved, but in the blink of an eye, Chen Yang returned to the real world again, there was no change at home, Mengmeng, Yuanyuan, and Lingling were made in a row, happily watching cartoons in the living room, and bursts of laughter like silver bells from time to time.

Chen Yang walked to the kitchen, picked up his stainless steel kettle, turned on the faucet, only to hear a loud sound, the space in the kettle was filled with tap water, heavy.

The left hand unscrewed the gas stove, the light blue flame lit up, the right hand held the stainless steel kettle, and gently put it on, ten minutes later, a bright whistle sounded, and a large amount of water vapor boiled out.

Chen Yang casually found a teacup and put a small pinch of silver tea leaves into it, and then, a stream of boiling hot water poured down, and the rich tea fragrance suddenly came out, full of a nostalgic taste, which made people seem to recall the past in the depths of their memories.