"It should be okay to see you like this?" Hua Er said tentatively. The old man sighed when he heard this, "The heart has been pierced by you, and it is only a matter of time before you die...... By the way, flower girl, do you know your background? ”。 The old man asked suddenly.

She looked at the old man's expression and did not look like a fake, so she endured her grief and helped the old man to sit down, so that he could save some effort; "When the daughter of General Shenwu of the dynasty, I am the apprentice you raised from childhood to adulthood, Hua Er."

The old man sighed, pretending not to know the meaning of her words, and continued to ask, "Then do you remember when you were three years old?" ”

Before the age of three? What should I remember? She shook her head suspiciously, and the old man looked at her with a complicated expression, "Not remembering before the age of three is normal for ordinary children, but you are different...... I have sealed your memory, and when the time comes, you will know, and you must remember that you are a flower general. ”

I've been waiting for the flower general for a hundred years...... And now my mission is finally complete. The rest is up to you......

"In the end, this technique hurts the heavens and peace, promise me, until the last resort, you must not use this technique," "Okay! Without hesitation, she never relied on this. The old man was relieved, although he looked unreliable, he was actually an extremely reliable person, and he was extremely trustworthy.

"Okay, let's take Xiao Er down the mountain......" waved his hand, closed his eyes, and the old man stopped talking. Hua Er looked at the old man in a complicated way, full of doubts about everything that happened today.

Walking to the front of the house, she wiped the blood on her face and hands with her black clothes, pushed open the door, and the little person in the room sat quietly on the bed, silent.

"Little Er, pack up your things, let's go." , Hua Er simply packed up her baggage, stuffed in a few black robes that had not changed for thousands of years, and took a few bottles of wound medicine and a sword, which the old man gave her when he was in peace. Xiao Er packed up his small belongings without saying a word, and was unusually quiet.

Hua Er was carrying a burden, and at the moment when he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly turned around and squatted down and hugged Xiao Er who was following him, and hugged his little head in his arms. "Little Er, don't be afraid...... her voice trembled slightly, feeling that the clothes on her chest were tightly grasped by a pair of small hands, and a burst of wetness gradually came from her chest, he knew it......

Hua Er sighed lightly and cried.

Picked up Xiao Er and gently pressed his hand on his head, "Listen to my mother, don't look up." This is the first time she has called herself "mother" to Xiao Er, and after that, she stepped out of the room.

Outside the house, the old man had become a bloody man, and his usual white clothes could no longer see the color, but he was as if he had settled down, cross-legged and motionless.

Hua Er suddenly remembered a conversation with the old man before, and the old man asked her why a girl's family liked to wear such dull colors, and her answer was so that others could not see how much blood she had shed after being injured.

Then he looked at the old man's white clothes with disdain, saying that he was wearing such a sassy bag, and he might not be able to tell how ugly it would be after being injured in the future. And at that time, the old man just smiled indifferently and said, no one in this world can hurt him, except ...... He does. Then the old man looked at her, and at that time she just felt inexplicable.

And now...... So, were you ready to do that at that time?

Hua Er looked sad, looked at the old man deeply, and turned to leave for a long time......

After walking for a while, she looked back through the woods at the place where she had lived for so long and at the vague shadow sitting quietly in the distance, and was about to lift her feet to leave.

A familiar voice came from his ears, but the tone of this voice lost its usual stability, and the tone was no longer joking, with a hint of relief: girl, we are destined to meet again...... After that, the breath gradually faded until it dissipated.

Hua Er pursed his pale lips, hugged the little man in his arms, straightened his body, raised his feet, and went down the mountain.

Zhongshan went to the northeast to the boundary of Huai Mountain, which was cool and damp, and was not very suitable for people to live.

But it is also this kind of weather that has made a treasure of the Song Dynasty - Huaishan tea, which is known as the gold in tea, and thus gave birth to a prosperous town called Tea Town, which is famous for Huaishan tea.

Picking Huaishan tea is the best before and after the Qingming Festival, every time the tea produced will be snapped up in this period because of the small quantity, even the villagers of the tea town are also smiling bitterly, their own tea is only a few taels in their hands, which shows the rarity of Huaishan tea.

Therefore, it is impossible to circulate Huaishan tea in large quantities, even if it is circulated only some low-quality tea, so most of the Huaishan tea that can be bought in small shops in other places is adulterated or of low quality.

Of course, every time the Huaishan tea is produced, most of the best quality tea is supplied to the royal family, so that for the small number of good tea, most of the tea merchants and tea lovers in the country will gather here early in early March, hoping to grab some good tea.

The number of people coming here has made this small village more lively than ever. As a result, a series of industries related to tea were born.

Because most of the tea artists in this period would be here, the tea town began to hold tea tasting conferences to pass the time for those who were idle and bored in the tea industry.

This coming and going has become an annual must-have project in the tea town, and its liveliness is no worse than when buying tea, which is also a great occasion.

It's hot in June, but it's cool in the town, and the streets are quiet again as the peak of tea picking has passed.

The streets of the town are paved with green bricks and the houses on the street are printed with interest, so as to reveal a bit of quaint taste, perhaps the town is famous for tea, and the people in the town have been deeply influenced by tea culture since childhood, and their temperament is as quiet and gentle as tea.

Of course, they also love to drink tea, and they carry teapots everywhere they go, and they fight with others when they are interested.

Since it is a town famous for tea, it is naturally indispensable to tea houses, and the most famous of them is the Forget Worry Tea House.

Forget Worry Tea House has opened branches in many places, and it is famous for providing Huaishan tea all year round, and its handwriting is staggering.

And their proprietor is also very mysterious, and even the shopkeeper rarely sees his appearance.

In a private room of the Forget Worry Tea House, a handsome black-robed young man leaned on the couch, supporting his legs, and his slender hands were gently resting on his legs.

The black shirt lined the hand as delicate as white porcelain, and the other hand held a quaint teacup and put his elbow on the window, drinking the tea in the cup without taking a sip, and casually looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window, with a somewhat melancholy expression.

It's amazing.

"Mother~ I'm hungry" "Huh? What do you call me? ”“...... Brother, "the porcelain doll-like villain pouted and pouted, and looked at the black-robed young man in front of him with aggrieved apricot eyes.

When you wear women's clothes, you can only call your sister, and when you wear men's clothes, you can call your brother? The little radish head rolled his eyes widely.

Haven't my mother been able to accept the fact that she is already a woman? I slandered in my heart, but my little face didn't show it at all.

In fact, maybe because she is a woman, Hua Er looks particularly young after dressing up in men's clothes, and she is a beautiful boy who has escaped the crown of jade.

"Don't think I don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart, go down and ask the shopkeeper to get you some snacks to eat." "Oh, oh......" The little radish was weak for a while, and ran downstairs with his little short legs.

"Hmph, boy, fight with me?" At this time, Hua Er in men's clothing still had a trace of melancholy temperament, and I saw her squinting her eyes and a smile on the corner of her mouth.