Chapter 160: One More Flower Protector

Mrs. Tumi couldn't help laughing, and continued to say: "This red is Hanzhu, if you meet a villain, open the stopper on the mouth of the bottle, and blow lightly on the bottom, as long as the powder in it is stained with a little bit, the person who is tricked will vomit blood instantly and pass out!" ”

Pollen nodded: "If you meet a fanatic, in close proximity, you can just protect yourself!" ”

Mrs. Tumi nodded: "Yes, as long as I want to do something wrong to you, I will blow it away in one breath, and I will die one by one!" ”

Pollen firmly agreed, and the shadow man on the side saw that the two of them hit it off, the moving appearance of the most poisonous woman's heart, and his nose was cold.

Finally, when it was the turn of the black bottle, Mrs. Tumi was proud: "This is made of a black mandala, called Ink Illusion, if you are accidentally injured, you can take it to relieve the pain." But this is the end of the story, and the most precious thing is that it can capture people's minds and manipulate their consciousness. But you have to avoid it, it's just a stick of incense, how to use it, when to use it, and to whom you use it, you have to schedule it yourself. ”

Pollen said secretly: No wonder you have to take a box and ask for Peiyu, it turns out that these things are really not ordinary, Master Wu Zhu is the aura of heaven and earth treasures, and the eyes are dreams, Zhu and ink illusions, but they are made by strong manpower, both good and evil, who developed it? If there is a chance, you must ask a good question, learn a few hands, and learn from Zhu Yu, that is called fun!

She hurriedly said: "Madame is not afraid that I will use this to do something harmful?" ”

Mrs. Tumi shook her head: "You have clear eyes, a broad hall, and you are not a vicious rat, so I gave it to you, that is, I believe you!" ”

Pollen: "Mrs. Meng is wrong to love, poor Ni Ding makes good use of this thing, and never dares to do evil." ”

Seeing that she was bright and flawless, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it: "That's exactly what I said, put it away and use it when it matters." If you don't know how to make it, ask Yingge'er to teach you. ”

Ying Man denied: "I'm afraid I can't think about that time, this girl is clever, if you want to say that I can understand it at one point, then she is even more self-taught!" ”

Mrs. Tumi gestured and said: "This son knows that the dwarf is cut off, so do you still blame the mother for not having a bowl of water?" ”

Shadow Man was speechless.

At this time, Asher also sent a large amount of Lou tea.

The pollen sniffed and said straightly: "It's so fragrant, it is worthy of the tea picked by the ancient tea tree!" ”

Mrs. Tumi: "You can tell the source after you smell it so many times?" ”

Pollen: "Ordinary tea powder, the color is green and dark brown, but the lady gives it is yellow and green, and the flowers and fruits are full of fresh fragrance, it must be the ancient tea tree that has been generated over the years, and the flowers and fruits are planted all around." To be able to enjoy this unique boundary in Nanzhao must be Yinshan City. ”

Mrs. Tumi couldn't help clapping her hands and said with a smile: "What a smart girl, when you leave the Dawang Temple, don't wander outside, you will definitely come to me, talk to me often, and help take care of the tea mountain." ”

Pollen teasing: "How much salary is the lady going to give me?" ”

Mrs. Tumi's heart is honest and happy, this girl speaks refreshingly enough! It was immediately finalized: "Take care of food and housing, give you a piece of satin and five taels of gold every month, wait for your long hair to reach your waist, and then give you a backup dowry, so that you can be peaceful and rich for a lifetime, okay?" ”

Seeing that she was sincere, Pollen said enthusiastically: "Madame is warmly invited, and the treatment is generous, unless Pollen can't help herself, otherwise she will definitely learn tea art with you and talk about tea." ”

Mrs. Tuyu: "Brother Ying, you are Chinese, you heard it, the pink girl is a mother's person, don't let someone bully her, you know?" ”

Ying Man agreed, he knew that pollen was cute, but he didn't expect his aunt to like her so much, and it also caused her to laugh and smile, for the pleasure of Ah Niang, he must protect her thoroughly.

Pollen was suspicious, only to hear a cold tone: "You kid, when did you enlighten yourself and know that you brought your daughter-in-law home?" ”

At first hearing this, Yingman, who has always been calm, couldn't help but be anxious: "A-Niang, don't misunderstand, she is a sister-in-law who has only been in the temple for a short time!" ”

Seeing that her son was so frizzy for the first time, the lady hurriedly said to herself: "I was confused, so I made a lot of fresh tea noodles, just to taste with you." ”

Ying Man then led her to his mother and said: "Pink girl, this is my mother, also known as Mrs. Tu. ”

At that time, Pollen took off his hat and gave a salute: "Mrs. Tu is well, the poor nun is visiting for the first time, and I hope to forgive me for the abrupt place." She looked at the woman at the right time, her complexion was yellow and bright, and her narrow green eyebrows reflected a pair of dewy tears, which made people feel poignant. Wearing a purple orchid sarong, only wrapped in silver hairpin beads to decorate the hair, the expression is more than cold, and the dust is resolute.

In a word, the youth is widowed, and the heart is like a tree!

Madame also looked at the pollen, suddenly dumbfounded, and couldn't help but whisper: "Hui Yao? ”

Although the voice was soft, it was clear to those who were interested, but Pollen knew very little about her mother, and out of scruples, she didn't dare to admit it, but she didn't know.

But Ying Man muttered in his heart: That's not the name of the aunt who has never met, could it be that this little girl has something to do with her, causing A-Niang to lose her temper?

Mrs. Tumi put away her doubts and regained her previous coldness, but she said with the pollen: "What Mrs. Tumi, it's just a gimmick to call me Mrs. Come and take a seat with me, it's windy outside. ”

With that, the three of them walked towards the oncoming Xuan Pavilion together.

The two horned children, no more than eight or nine years old, stood with their heads bowed.

Lady Tumi nodded silently, and Pollen only sat down with Shadow Man. One of the servants skillfully prepared the tea cakes and the wind stove one by one, and Mrs. Tu Yu waved her hand and resumed the cold tone: "Asher, Ade, I will cook my own tea today, and you two can just prepare and serve while you two are ready." ”

After a while, the tea soup came out, and after a sip, the pollen smiled: "The tea flavor is a little sluggish, and it must be made from the purple buds of the yin forest of the Yang Cliff." ”

Mrs. Tumi could not help but praise: "It's hard for you to eat." ”

Pollen said casually: "Tea is good, but it's just too bitter!" ”

Although these words were appropriate, they caught Mrs. Tumi's heart, but she still raised the corners of her mouth: "It's not bitter or astringent, it's not tea!" ”

Ying Man suddenly became interested: "A-Niang actually laughed!" ”

Mrs. Tumi pretended to be angry: "Is it possible to cry for your mother?" ”

It was rare for Yingman to see his aunt laughing, so he was busy begging for mercy, and joked: "That's a sin, how dare you?" ”

Mrs. Tumi regained her blandness, and only said, "You won't come here today just for tea, right?" ”

Ying Man echoed: "Zhizi Mo Ruoniang, I want you to ask for some tea." ”

Mrs. Tumi said curiously: "What do you want to do with that laushzi, the Dawang Temple still lacks this, what to do?" ”

Ying Man looked at the pollen: "Ask her!" ”

Pollen hurriedly said: "Make tea eggs." ”

Mrs. Tumi understood: "You are clever, and you know that this thing can be the most fragrant." ”

After finishing speaking, he sent the servant Asher close to him and ordered: "Go and bring the basket of tea powder that I said a few days ago." ”。

Asher looked puzzled and hurriedly retreated.