After finishing speaking, Ye Ling walked out of the door, it was not too early, they were going to pack up and go to the tea party. Lin Qian smiled faintly, and he was not angry, how could he not know Ye Ling's careful thoughts, but he was worried that after she agreed here, Lin Qian suddenly became animalistic, which would not be good. ……

Drive to the location of tonight's tea party.

Since it is a tea party, it is naturally necessary to hold it in the tea house, and there are many such tea houses in the magic capital, but the consumption in this is not what I could afford before, so I just need to take a look.

"Bitter Tea"

Looking at the plaque at the door of a three-story small building, Lin Qian muttered the two words on it.

Savor it carefully.

Tea is the meaning of tea, bitter tea, tea is always bitter, isn't it vernacular, Lin Qian smiled lightly, bitter tea is crying, but it is also sweet, or salty, or other taste.

Lin Qian learned a lot of his father's tea ceremony, and although he didn't understand it, he could also understand its surface.

"Why is Xiaoyou looking at this plaque in a daze?"

Suddenly, an old and simple voice interrupted Lin Gan's thoughts, and when he fixed his eyes, he was a bald ...... Phew, it is a monk, plain monk's robes, his beard and hair are white, and his eyebrows have turned gray, very long, as if he is about to cover his eyes, but the moment he opens his eyes, it seems to emit a fine light, and he looks full of energy.

There are also several old monks behind, each of whom is kind to you, and their appearance alone seems to have great wisdom.

Before coming here, Lin Qian was not proficient in exchanging Buddhism, and he didn't want to exchange it, the Buddha was in his heart, not in his mind.

"The word bitter tea makes me have an endless aftertaste."

Lin Qian naturally knew that this was tonight's distinguished guest, so he smiled and said respectfully.

The old monk laughed and said, "I don't know what happened in the aftertaste? Can you teach me a lesson or two? ”

As he spoke, the old monk folded his hands and made a pious gesture, as if he was really humbly asking for advice.

Lin Qian smiled and thought to himself: "I'm grass, you old monk, this is trying to teach me, give me a dismount before the tea party starts?" ”

He was almost certain that tonight's tea party was full of gunpowder! But luckily he brought something with him that could kill them in seconds.

"Since it has an endless aftertaste, it is tasted alone, and it is not enough for outsiders."

Talking to such an old monk, Lin Qian also became crepe.

The old monk laughed again, not knowing if he was hiding the embarrassment of being rejected by Lin Gan, but what he said next was very surprising to Lin Gan.

"Hahaha, you have such a mind at a young age, and the future life is terrifying, but your knot is unsolved, I don't know why you are disgusted with the monks, but you also want to help Xiaoyou, if Xiaoyou figure it out, the monk is welcome at any time."

Until now, the old monk has signed up for your own number, and the law number is out of print.

After finishing speaking, the old monk took the rest of the old monks upstairs. Lin Qian was still a little stunned, why did he know that he was also a little disgusted with monks?

Do you really see it? Lin Qian thought that he didn't show it too obviously, and he couldn't figure it out, so he turned to look at Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling, am I acting obviously?"

Ye Ling's dress today is not as beautiful as that day in Xiaojinghu Garden, but he is wearing a simple white T-shirt and black pleated skirt, which is very casual, but also very beautiful.

Hearing Lin Gan's words, Ye Ling shook his head and said that he couldn't see it, which made Lin Qian even more puzzled.

After thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't see any way, and in the end I could only attribute the reason to my own performance being too obvious. Number Seven

The decoration of the tea house is very quaint, it looks very old, just enter the tea house, you can hear the faint sound of the piano, crisp and pleasant.

There is a small pond in the hall, and there is a small bamboo raft in it, and two people sit opposite each other on the bamboo raft, drinking tea and admiring the moon, which is also comfortable.

They were on the third floor, took Ye Ling to the third floor, gently pushed open the wooden door, and a box came into view.

The box is not large, but the tea is fragrant, take a deep breath, and it seems that you can find the scene of drinking tea with the ancient literati.

Bamboo was planted on both sides of the door, it was very fresh, and then looking inside, a huge mahogany tea table appeared in front of him, the tea table was very large, even compared with what Lin Qian saw in Xiaojinghu Garden that day, it was not too much.

Underneath the tea table are two rows of chairs, and in the middle of the chairs are a small wooden table that appears to be used for cups.

However, at this time, there were already a lot of people in the box, and the tea room was still a little lively for a while.

"Qingyun celebrities visit each other, and the tea boils the ice of Xifeng Waterfall."

For some reason, such a sentence popped out of Lin Gan's mind.

Walking into the tea room immediately attracts the attention of the people in the room.

Ye Hong saw that it was Lin Gan coming, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Xiao Qian, I thought you wouldn't be able to come, it seems that my old face is still a little useful! Hahaha......"

I don't know why, when these old guys are shameless, they always bring an old smile, and they seem to hide their embarrassment, anyway, Lin Qian thinks so.

"Grandpa Ye's invitation, you were ecstatic after the kid received it, but you were also sincerely afraid, worried that you would live up to the old man's appreciation."

There is no way, the words on the scene still have to be said, who let this be the grandfather of his future wife, he must lick his old man to be happy, so that he is satisfied with marrying his granddaughter.

Sure enough, Ye Hong was very satisfied, laughed again, pulled Lin Qian to the front of the old monk of the Absolute Seal, and said.

"Jue Yin, this is the young man I told you a few days ago, his name is Lin Qian, you also know each other."

There was no surprise on the face of the absolute seal, or it should be said that there was no expression in sight, only Gujing Wubo, his hands were folded, and he bent down slightly towards Lin Qian and said with a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, when I saw Xiaoyou just now, I saw that Xiaoyou was extraordinary, but I didn't expect it to be a hero from ancient times!"

When he said this, Ye Hong was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Do you know each other?" ”

Ye Ling suddenly ran out, grabbed Ye Hong's arm, and said, "The two of them have already met below." ”

When Ye Hong saw his granddaughter, he seemed to forget everything, and immediately laughed.

"Okay, since we've met, then I won't introduce you."

Jueyin had been looking at Lin Gan, making Lin Qian uncomfortable, so he quickly glanced at Ye Ling and asked Ye Ling to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere.

Ye Ling also understood very well, and said to Ye Hong with a small mouth.

"Grandpa, what did you call Lin Qian to come over?"

Ye Hong laughed, touched Ye Ling's head and said angrily: "What? Do you have to turn your elbow outward? ”

Before Ye Ling could put on his beard, a disgusting voice suddenly came from outside.