Poseidon rode thousands of miles and rushed from the border of the Ruilan Empire to the Holy Land Harbor to rescue his sweetheart, so where is Liu Ci, who has laid a net in the Holy See and wants to arrest him, at this time.

She was revisiting her hometown.

Behind the luxury gift shop of Old Connie, there is a very neat and elegant courtyard. This was the place where old Connie rested, and he transplanted grapes in the yard, and there was a wooden chaise longue under the trellis of wood. Along the corner of the wall, another bush of moon season was planted, and the flowering period has been going on for a long time, and it is blooming deeply and shallowly.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you definitely can't connect the small courtyard with the drowsy old Connie. But Liu Ci just saw it, and could only quickly accept the taste of old Mr. Connie, and adjust his opinion of old Connie in his heart.

It is not for nothing that she and the old priest Veblen can get along, the old priest is very simple and believes that most people with clear eyes have a kind heart, and Liu Ci also subconsciously feels that a person's living environment is related to his state of mind.

Old Connie's heart was obviously not as old as his gloomy appearance, and not only that, but there was a softness in his personality that could not be described in words. This kind of "softness" is hidden deeply, and many times even Connie himself will ignore it, but it does exist.

"Tell me, how did you think of hiding from me. Isn't that clear enough, I have a deep connection with the Holy See. ”

Old Connie asked out loud, pulling Liu Ci back to her senses from the angry moon flowers, and she subconsciously returned: "That's right, you said that you have a deep connection with the Holy See, but you also said that the Holy See is not enough to direct your actions...... Your attitude towards me, while not friendly, doesn't seem to want me to die...... I invited you to eat broad beans and drink wine at the inn, but don't these reasons add up enough? ”

That's right, the Holy See was chasing her, and Liu Ci used the earth escape charm to disappear into the backyard of the tailor's shop, leading the pursuers around the city, and she returned to the city of Douala through the city gate. Soon after her progress, the city of Douala was under martial law, and then she went to the worst-smelling farmer's market - even if the police dog came, she could only kneel and admit defeat, she had experienced it herself when Emster City and Stuart had opened a joint store - from the strange smell of the farmer's market, Liu Ci went straight to the side street where the clergy haunted all day, and found old Mr. Connie and asked to take him in.

Old Connie led her to the backyard with a black face, and asked her where she got the guts to throw herself into the net, I have to say that the reason given by Liu Ci is shameless enough, he has eaten broad beans and drank wine, can it be compared to her life?

Shocked by Liu Ci's shamelessness, Old Connie was unwilling to deal with Liu Ci at all, and he began to concentrate on cooking the tea soup in front of him.

The mashed tea leaves are boiled in water, and the color is like golden soup. When the tea was fragrant, Old Connie began to add cinnamon, peppercorns, orange peel, dried ginger slices and a pinch of salt.

Now Liu Ci realized, "No wonder you appeared in the hotel in the city, you and the hotel's method of making tea is really the same." ”

Old Connie stopped the stirring tea stick, opened his eyelids with great difficulty, and stared at Liu Ci expressionlessly: "That inn also has my share, what do you want to express?" Don't you know that more than 1,000 years ago, this method of boiling tea was first popular in the mainland, and later it developed into the so-called brewing method! It's a tyrannical thing! ”

Liu Ci was dumbfounded, completely missing the point in Old Connie's tone, "You are a shareholder of the hotel, and you still want me to pay you to eat a plate of broad beans?" Don't dislike me for being shameless, let's be up and down! ”

Old Connie glanced at her, and felt that he was not Liu Ci's opponent when he was messing around, so he simply stopped paying attention to Liu Ci.

He began to focus on the tea soup with his men.

No one took care of him, but Old Connie didn't drive out the door suddenly, and Liu Ci stayed in the courtyard with peace of mind. Thinking that at this time, I don't know how many people in Douala City are searching for his whereabouts, Liu Ci is inevitably a little impetuous.

Her gaze shifted from the moonflower bush blooming in the corner of the wall to the breezy grape trellis, the grapes were green and small, and they were only bruised and purple when they entered the ripening stage, and they must have been very sour without tasting them, and the people who planted them were obviously not for the sake of appetite.

In the end, it was Lao Connie's action of making tea that made Liu Ci's impetuous heart slowly calm down.

The tea soup began to boil, and Old Connie took out a cup of tea and handed it to Liu Ci. Through the pottery cup, the heat of the tea soup warms up the cool season of autumn.

After the tea soup cooled for a while, Liu Ci took a sip gently, and there was a faint salty taste in the tea soup in small sips, which was table salt; There is a hint of spiciness, that's ginger slices; There is a touch of spicy, which is put in peppercorns; There is a faint sweetness straight to the trachea, and that's because there is cinnamon in the soup; There is also a faint acid, which is the fruit acid characteristic of orange peel; In the end, there is a faint bitter taste, and astringent, but fragrant, which is the original taste of tea.

A cup of tea soup actually contains the five flavors of life of "sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty", Liu Ci can finally understand why a person is obsessed with boiling tea, this complex five flavors can not be reflected in the brewing method. understood and understood, Liu Ci took a sip of tea soup and put down the pottery cup: "It's not delicious." ”

Her character is like this, she likes and dislikes clearly, and she will never compromise with the crowd.

Old Connie muttered "shallow" in a low voice, but he did not force Liu Ci to drink up the fruits of his labor.

However, after quietly waiting for the tea to boil three times, the two seem to have become familiar with each other. Until the tea soup was drunk, Old Connie did not drive out Liu Ci, who came to the door automatically.

Of course, he didn't leave Liu Ci in his small courtyard, but showed Liu Ci the way out: "There is a semi-deserted small courtyard not far behind my shop, where to use magic will not be discovered, if the people sent by the Holy See find out about the small courtyard, I don't mind if you come to me to hide temporarily, but you can't stay in my courtyard all the time...... I don't like living with people, especially young people! ”

The vigorous young man will only make old Connie feel the malice of time, Liu Ci is very considerate to express his understanding, and asks again: "Is that also the courtyard under your name?" ”

Old Connie replied angrily: "Do you really think that the whole city of Douala is in my name? Although the courtyard is not mine, its owner is unlikely to return suddenly for a while, and you can hide for a few days! ”

Old Connie didn't say what to do in a few days, Liu Ci only came to ask for an overtime, and a few days later, the Holy See had already turned the city of Douala upside down, and if she was lucky enough to escape the net, she would naturally move to other places after a few days.

"No, this wig, it's not expensive to charge you a hundred gold coins, right?" Not every aristocratic lady or witch had thick hair, and wigs were created to wear ornate jewelry. Old Connie stuffed a brown wig into Liu Ci and snatched a hundred gold coins from her before sweeping her out of the house.

Turning the corner, Liu Ci quickly found the abandoned courtyard that Old Connie said.

The courtyard gate is hidden, the yard is full of knee-deep weeds, the strange thing is that such a lot, such a small courtyard, the owner does not close the door when he goes out, not only the owner of the house is big, his neighbors are also quite conscious, and the homeless man on the street is even more blind, and he did not take the opportunity to occupy this den.

Holding the rusty knocker on the door, Liu Ci confirmed that there was no one in the courtyard before pushing them open and walking in.

What she didn't know was that when she stepped through the door, the emerald feather on her chest flickered slightly. But even if she found out, she probably wouldn't pay attention to it, who made the elf feather in Chrissy's town not be normal in the past few days.

The courtyard was quiet, and a camphor tree was planted in the yard, and next to the tree was a well. The kitchen is fully equipped with cooking utensils, but it is covered with a thick layer of dust, and it can be seen that the owner has been away for a long time. The door of one room was locked with iron locks, and the other bedroom had no bedding, and Liu Ci did not feel that the conditions were difficult at all.

Tearing off the wig set that Old Connie sold her, she took out a wooden basin from the kitchen, brought it to the well to wash the wooden basin, and washed her face with the cold well water.

After using the earth escape talisman, Liu Ci always had a feeling of disgrace. After washing her face, she was not busy tidying up the bedroom, she found that the weeds that were not knee-deep were quite resilient, so Liu Ci pulled a lot of grass to remove the roots and began to weave things.

The washed grass weaved through her fingertips, crossed and shaped as she wished, and in less than an hour she had half of a futon braided...... In the Morok Mountains, Liu Ci still has to weave and make clothes by herself, how can a mere straw futon stump her? It's just that there have been people serving in the past two years, which has made her skills a lot stranger.

After weaving the futon, Liu Ci was quite satisfied with his craftsmanship. She saw that there were still a lot of weeds left in the small yard, so she simply cleared them all and used the remaining materials to weave straw mats.

Spreading the straw mat that still exuded the fragrance of green grass into the room, and throwing the futon on it, Liu Ci felt that he had settled down at night whether he was sleeping or meditating and cultivating.

After settling the residence, she finally started to worry about her food.

After cleaning the cooking utensils, Liu Ci lifted the clay pot, and there were a lot of dead branches and fallen leaves under the camphor tree, which was her firewood. The pot is still boiled with sweet potato and meat soup, although this thing is nutritious, the taste is still simple.

There is no shortage of flour in the space, so Liu Ci simply borrowed the owner's kitchen to knead the dough and steam the steamed buns with sour bamboo shoot filling. The aroma of food soon filled the small courtyard, and Liu Ci was about to start when there was a knock on the door.

She looked through the crack in the door, saw old Connie standing in front of it, and opened the door to let him in.

Old Connie saw her place the table under the camphor tree, his cloudy eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Liu Ci didn't see each other in a daze, and greeted the other party: "Mr. Connie hasn't eaten dinner yet, you might as well try my craft." ”

Old Connie's eyelids lifted, "After eating your things, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it off with my old life." ”

Liu Ci laughed twice, his face was so thick that he was unconscious. Although he said this, Old Connie sat down as he said, and Liu Ci served him a bowl of potato soup. The simple tableware did not move Connie Sr., but the first bite of potato soup made Connie Sr. stiffen his shoulders.

He calmed down and took another bite of bread. The bread was fluffy and fluffy, and the taste was decisive, but Old Connie's attention was not on the taste.

He glanced at Liu Ci with a complicated expression, and the other party was burying his head in eating, and he didn't notice his abnormality at all.

Halfway through the meal, Liu Ci suddenly paused, "Dinner is quite simple, in order to thank you for finding such a safe place for me, how can I not invite you to a drink?" ”

Liu Ci returned to the house and pretended to carry wine, and Old Connie couldn't help but look forward to what kind of wine Liu Ci would take out after eating potato soup and bread.

- Even if it is as bad as horse urine, he admits it, Liu Ci's food here is still secondary, and the important thing is the ...... contained in it