Xu Sanjin didn't look for Lu Xin for the dream soul ointment, but to give him a chance. A chance to leave the Xu Mansion and no longer be a slave.

Among the many industries in Xufu, the tea business is the most profitable. But Xu Sanjin likes to drink tea, and he has always wanted to make the tea ceremony culture popular in the world. But today's Datang, except for the wealthy businessmen in various states and counties in Jiangnan Province, like to put a few pieces of tea when drinking water. The people of other places did not have this habit.

Xu Sanjin decided to hand over part of the tea business to and from Hangzhou to Lu Xin. and promised that as long as he earned enough two hundred taels of silver for the Xu Mansion, he would be able to leave. This is naturally good news for Lu Xin. He originally thought that even if he repaid the money, Lu Sanjin would not let him leave easily. Now it seems that his value in Xu Sanjin's eyes is obviously higher than a contract.

On the way back to the West Courtyard, Lu Xin began to flip through a book. The content of the book is all about some experiences and experiences of tea, as well as Xu Sanjin's own views on distinguishing tea and making tea. In modern society, tea culture has long been popular all over the world. In all provinces and counties in China, almost every household drinks tea. Some precious tea can even be sold for tens of millions of yuan a catty.

But from the content of the book and the chat with Xu Sanjin, we know that in the Tang Dynasty, the tea ceremony was far from rising. All over the world, people in most places do not have the habit of drinking tea. This is an opportunity, but also a challenge.

"It seems that this is a blank page in the culture of the Tang Dynasty, Hangzhou City, what a familiar place!"

When Lu Xin returned to the West Courtyard, everyone was already busy with their own work. Xu Sanjin asked him to leave tomorrow and follow the caravan to Hangzhou to buy tea. Lu Xin didn't have much luggage to pack, so he went directly to the toilet compound. He had to say goodbye to the mute Wu, the transportation was inconvenient in ancient times, hundreds of miles away, and it took three or five days to go back and forth, and Lu Xin didn't know when he would be able to return home.

The mute Wu looked very happy when he heard that Lu Xin was going to do the tea business for the Xu Mansion. Lu Xin wanted him to leave the West Courtyard and run a business with him, but was decisively rejected by the mute Wu.

"Uncle Wu, if I leave, the only thing I can't give up in this huge Xu Mansion is you. Ten years have passed, and the world is already different, so why do you keep living in the past? ”

"It's not that I'm obsessed, but I've tasted all the things of the world, love and hate, sweet, spicy and sour. In the early years, I thought that the way of the sword was like fire, and what I sought was the edge, so that my heart was in full swing and I made a big mistake. In the past ten years of meditation, I know that the way of the sword is water, soft and strong, and it is also the edge of the hearts of the people in the world! ”

"The edge of the human heart?"

Looking at the handwriting carved on the ground by the mute Wu, Lu Xin couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He didn't understand the realm of the dumb Wu, but he knew his changes. After traveling from modern times to the Tang Dynasty, in just a few months, his heart has already become unrecognizable. At first, he will be jealous of the rich, and he will always be angry in his heart. Although he knew that the dream soul anointing was useless to others, he still bought and sold it at ten times the difference. Even, when he was only nine years old, he had the idea of putting people to death many times.

These, in modern times, do not appear in a child. But in the Tang Dynasty, he felt that this was life. Is such a change good? Is it evil? Is it getting? Or lost? Is it lucky? Or is it unfortunate?

For the first time, Lu Xin began to be confused about his way of survival. He didn't know what to do next.

"Uncle Wu, if people want to harm me, if I don't kill them, how can I survive? But if you kill someone, then my heart is sharp? Or is it soft? ”

Hearing Lu Xin's words, the mute Wu looked up at him. I saw the child staring down at the palm covering his heart, and his tone was slow and serious. He couldn't help frowning, these words came out of the mouth of a nine-year-old child, a little incredible.

Without any extra movements, the mute Wu suddenly smiled and wrote a line on the ground with his hand. But the strange thing is that the mute Wu's fingers obviously did not touch the ground, but the mud that was a little hard by the scorching sun melted away like a pool of water, as if he had just blown a breath.

"Come here tonight to find me."

The mute Wu didn't say much more, and began to clean the latrine for another day. Although Lu Xin had a stomach full of doubts, the dumb Wu didn't say it now, there must be his deep meaning, so he had to endure it.

Happy days always pass quickly, and this is the last time Lu Xin cleans the latrine. And now, when it comes to ending this despised job, he is a little reluctant. At dinner in the evening, the people of the entire West Courtyard were extremely polite to him. Not only did he not mention the dream soul ointment, but he also desperately served him vegetables. Listening to Cao An, the entire Xu Mansion already knew that he was going to take over the tea business. This is a big thing in the house, and the people go from rough chores to taking over the business of the Xu Mansion, which is equivalent to the carp crossing the dragon gate.

"Xiao Xin, after the Dream Soul Paste incident, it scared me to death. Fortunately, the old man said that he would not be held accountable for your sake, and I have to thank you well. ”

Cao An asked someone to buy a jar of plum wine from outside, saying that he wanted to practice it for Lu Xin. Lu Xin did not refuse, although his silver was privately swallowed by Liu Lezi and others, the few taels of silver that Cao An earned from the dream soul ointment were still there. This is also a blessing in misfortune, otherwise it would be really in vain.

"Alas, what my face. You...... Forget it, there are some things that you can slowly understand yourself. But after I leave, you have to go to see Uncle Wu more for me. ”

"Don't worry, Uncle Wu's elusive methods, even if you don't confess, I have to treat him as my father."

"Poof...... Do you want to make a face? ”

"Hahahaha, what do you want to do? If you want to be embarrassed, you can't drink this eighteen dollars a jar of plum wine. Come on, brother will fill it up for you again! ”

Cao An's candied wine Lu Xin drank very happily, and drank directly unconscious. In the house, no matter what rank the subordinates are, they are not allowed to get drunk. But this time, the always strict Steward Liu did not appear. After Lu Xin woke up, it was already late at night. When he got out of bed, he still walked a little staggeringly, and he didn't know what time it was.

"Oops, Uncle Wu asked me to see him when I was a son, don't make a mistake!"

splashed his face with cold water, and Lu Xin hurriedly ran to the toilet compound. When he was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, Lu Xin suddenly heard a rush of wind. Looking inside, countless fallen leaves floated over the latrine. The leaves were red, yellow, and green, and I don't know where they came from, and they rose and fell in the wind, swirling with the wind, as if they had life. Lu Xin was so stunned that he couldn't remember how the road under his feet was walked until he walked to the mute Wu.

At this time, the mute Wu, dressed in white, holding a sword in his right hand, was waving at the night sky. His speed is sometimes lightning fast, sometimes slow as a pool of water. Sometimes it's ethereal, sometimes it's changing. Lu Xin didn't know what words to use to describe this beautiful and shocking scene in front of him, he thought about it for a long time before he thought of one thing. The sword in the hand of the mute Wu is like a pen. And the whole night sky, and even the whole heaven and earth, is the world of his pen.

Countless leaves were still swirling in mid-air, but they suddenly began to change. A part of the leaves, combined and arranged into a font. The moonlight was not bright, but Lu Xin's eyes seemed to be looking at countless dancing flames. That's what mute Wu was going to say to him.

"What can your eyes see at this moment?"

"It's calligraphy, no! It's a painting, it's a ...... There are mountains and waters, and there are fairy paintings. ”

Whoosh whoosh ......

The moment Lu Xin finished speaking, all the fallen leaves in the sky suddenly fell. The mute Wu put away his sword, turned to look at him and smiled. Immediately, many words were carved into the ground.

"It's a painting, but I'm not painting landscapes, I'm painting you?"

"Me?"

Lu Xin pointed to his nose, a little puzzled. But the mute Wu was obviously very satisfied with his answer, and he was smiling the whole time.

"The fact that you can understand my swordsmanship at a young age shows that you have a heart that can argue with all things in the world. If you look at the world through this heart, your eyes will be able to see the secrets of heaven and earth. This is the practice. ”

"Uncle Wu, do you want to teach me swordsmanship?"

Lu Xin is overjoyed, he is not stupid, since Lu Tingfang left Chang'an, Grandpa Tu died. After experiencing life and death, he has long been much more mature than children of the same age. The mute Wu's words immediately made him understand the deep meaning.

"I have no intention of accepting apprentices, but with your mental understanding, you are the best person to inherit the magic pen swordsmanship. Thou hast asked me during the day, if a man harms thee, whether he kills or not, how will that man's heart deal with itself? In fact, for you alone, there is no good or evil in this world. Heaven and earth are so big that they ignore your life and death. But the world is also very small, so small that it can't hold your life and death. ”

The mute Wu's words were full of Zen, and Lu Xin could not fully understand it at this time. But he finally knew the name of the dumb Wu swordsmanship, which was as wonderful as a galaxy, and the pen and ink were full of flowers!

"With a sword as a substitute for writing, you can write the book of sages, you can paint mountains and rivers, you can cover the sun, moon and stars, and you can shake the four wildernesses and eight wildernesses. My swordsmanship, with softness as a trace, holding a sword like a pen. With the void as the paper, and the pen has a god, you can see all things. Take that sword and dance with me. ”

The mute Wu pointed to the corner of the wall not far away, and Lu Xin hurriedly ran over to get his sword, but found that he couldn't lift one of his hands at all. Seeing this, the mute Wu took out a bottle of pill from his arms and asked Lu Xin to pour out one and swallow it raw.

"This bottle of secret bone strengthening pill, taking one before practicing every day, can make you strong and strong, full of qi and blood. But remember, you can take one before practicing every day, if you eat too much, your muscles and bones will be deformed, but it will harm you. ”

"I remembered the master."

"No, I'm not your master, and I won't take in apprentices. Between you and me, there is only the truth of teaching, but there is no master-apprenticeship. If you don't listen, I won't teach you swordsmanship. ”

"Got it, Uncle Wu!"

The mute Wu insisted on refusing to accept apprentices, and Lu Xin had no choice but to change his words and continue to be known as Uncle Wu. For him, it doesn't matter if the mute Wu is his master or not. Because in his heart, he has long regarded it as a father.