After all, the samurai didn't do it right away.

Sitting in the middle, a middle-aged man with excellent appearance and good bearing, with long hair, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, don't be impatient. ”

Thinking that this person was extremely powerful, he waved his hand, and sure enough, the other frizzy Japanese samurai calmed down, lowered their eyebrows, closed their eyes, and turned a blind eye to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu looked at the middle-aged man, and looking at his face, it was five or six points similar to Liu Sheng Zongwang who died in his hands, so that's it

He arched his hand and said lightly: "Your Excellency is Yanagi Zonghan?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded, waved his hand and said, "Lu Jun turned out to be a guest, and came in to drink tea." ”

"But it's disrespectful."

Lu Yu nodded, motioning for Wei Wenchang and Mido Saori to stay outside the door.

As soon as he entered the house, the warriors who had closed their eyes and recuperated in it all looked at him with murderous eyes, and when they saw this posture, they seemed to disagree with each other, and they were about to draw their swords and cut him into pulp.

Lu Yu turned a blind eye, and the expression between his eyebrows was even more indifferent, he came to Liusheng Zonghan with a big grin, pouted and shrugged, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Liusheng Zonghan, you don't know the etiquette, the young master has come from afar, and he hasn't seen a cup of tea, so why don't you have a stool for practice?" ”

"That pig, just because you are worthy of sitting on a stool?"

A provocative voice came, and it was the same mustache that had just spoken.

"How is Lao Tzu not qualified?" Lu Yu squinted at him, his gaze was clear and compelling, like two bolts of lightning, which was daunting.

The mustache was cold and was looked at by Lu Yu, only to feel that the hairs all over his body exploded.

At this moment, Lu Yu was really like an angry god in his eyes.

"I, I," he stammered.

Lu Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and only looked at Yanagi Zonghan.

"Come on, move a stool for Lu Jun." Yagyu clapped his hands.

Not long after, someone brought a Taishi chair to the side, and Lu Yu sat down, looking at Liu Sheng Zonghan for a long time, not to mention the slightest nervousness, but it was a bit anti-guest-oriented.

"Lu Jun, do you want tea?" Yanagi Zonghan asked with a sneer.

"Along the way, my mouth is dry, of course I have to drink." Lu Yu nodded.

"Good." Yanagi Zonghan nodded, clapped his hands, and ordered: "Tea!" ”

As soon as the words fell, four kimono beauties came in and stood there, swaying. The body is petite and exquisite, the skin is indescribably fair, and the face is exquisite. is wearing a kimono, you can see that the ** slender, crisp breasts are full, and the four beauties, Meilan Zhuju, each have their own characteristics. It's pleasing to the eye.

Four kimono beauties, each holding a tea set, began to divide the division of labor to make tea, the process is cumbersome, but the action has a peculiar beauty.

Not long after, a beautiful woman held a cup of tea, half-knelt in front of Lu Yu, and said, "Lu Jun, please use it." ”

"China pig, beware of poisoning you!" The mustache shouted again.

Lu Yu didn't care, picked up the cup of tea, took a shallow sip, and felt that the tea was fragrant and refreshing, and the fruit was good tea.

"Lu Jun, since you are drinking tea, do you know our Japanese tea ceremony?" Yanagi asked.

"The essence of the Japanese tea ceremony lies in the four words of harmony and respect." Lu Yu replied.

"Lu Jun's words are good, could it be that Lu Jun is also an admirer of the spirit of our Great Japanese Tea Ceremony?" Yanagi asked.

Lu Yu shook his head without hesitation.

He continued: "What the sect master said, isn't your so-called tea ceremony in Japan all learned from us Huaxia, it's just that we Huaxia people are not as hypocritical as you, and everything has to be tinkered into this Tao and that Tao, but compared to drinking tea, Huaxia people are really your teachers, that is, tea, isn't it also transmitted from our Huaxia to your Japan." ”

Liu Sheng Zonghan sneered: "Lu Jun's words are wrong. Tea is good from your Huaxia, but the wheel of the tea ceremony, our great Japan is unparalleled in the world, the great Japanese tea ceremony, is the real tea ceremony, you Chinese people drink tea, but it is just a violent thing. ”

"That's what the sect master means, but you want to talk to me about tea first?" Lu Yu asked.

Yanagi Zonghan tidied up his beautiful hair under his chin, squinted his Danfeng eyes, and asked rhetorically: "Speaking of which, I haven't asked Lu Jun yet, Lu Jun has traveled thousands of miles from China to Japan, I don't know why?" Is it because the sect master died at your hands and came to repent of your sin, or did he admire my great Japanese culture and come to visit and study? ”

Lu Yu shrugged his shoulders and stared at Liu Sheng Zonghan: "You really want to listen?" ”

"Of course." Yagyu nodded.

"Neither." The corners of Lu Yu's lips curled slightly, "Liu Shengzong hopes to die." Die well, die wonderfully, die croak, I repent of a fart. As for your Japanese culture, it is worthless and worthless in my eyes. I admire a fart. The purpose of my trip"

When Lu Yu said this, the atmosphere in the entire Taoist temple had become extremely solemn.

It began to be filled with a cold and murderous atmosphere.

He didn't care, turned a blind eye, and after a pause, he clapped his hands, and Wei Wenchang, who was standing outside the door, walked in, stood behind Lu Yu, and unwrapped a package.

Inside the package, three knives were wrapped.

Lu Yu first picked up a handful of 38.5 centimeters long.

"This knife, called Aoi pattern Echizen Yasutsugu, also known as the Mijin Knife, is the sixth of the top ten famous knives in Japan, once upon a time, yours. Now, mine. ”

The Japanese warriors looked at the only wakicha among the ten famous Japanese swords, and listened to the ridicule and provocation in Lu Yu's words, and their anger became much heavier.

Lu Yu picked up the second knife, looked at the scarlet blade, and flicked the blade.

"This knife, called Miaofa Muramasa, also known as Demon Knife Muramasa, is the third of the top ten famous knives in Japan, once upon a time, yours. Now, mine. ”

"Yaga!"

"China pig, you will pay for your hubris!"

Some Japanese samurai who were poor in qi cultivation couldn't hold back and cursed.

As if he hadn't heard, Lu Yu put down the "Miaofa Muramasa" and picked up the third knife with a more narrow and thick blade.

The voice is light, unhurried, and reverberates in the gym.

"This knife, called Heavenly Congyun, alias Grass Pheasant, ranks first among the top ten famous knives in Japan, and is said to be made of the tailbone of the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes, which is the national weapon of your Japan, and the holy weapon that you have guarded for generations in the new Yin Stream. Once upon a time, yours, now, mine. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the Japanese samurai were completely red, and many people stood up directly and pulled out the katana, dagger and other weapons on their waists.

"It's late spring, and your national flower, the cherry blossoms, is blooming brilliantly. I've heard that the cherry blossoms on Mt. Fuji are the most beautiful, so I'm here with these three knives, and my purpose is to cut down all the cherry blossom trees on Mt. Fuji. ”

Lu Yu still turned a blind eye to the Japanese samurai who were standing, and said to himself, his voice was light, and his eyebrows were warm.

"I brought three knives, and I came to cut down trees."

He stared at Liu Sheng Zonghan, "Sect Master Zonghan, this is the purpose of my Lu Yu and Lu Changqing's trip. ”