In a chic and quiet courtyard, two vigorous ancient trees stand silently, revealing the slightest sense of vicissitudes. In the afterglow of the sunset at dusk, the golden three-pronged leaves of the tree are even more dazzling.

A figure stepped into the courtyard alone and stopped for a long time, bathed in the orange-red afterglow, which added a touch of melancholy to him.

"Rustle..."

A soft breeze blows, and the dense golden leaves dance and sway in the wind, swaying and swaying, swaying and raining down a shower of golden leaves. Falling to the ground, covering a large corner of the courtyard, cascading on the cobblestone path.

Colorful and delicate flowers, swinging green skirts, colorful flowers dance, swaying petals everywhere. This scene made his heart flutter, and a feeling of loss sprouted in his heart.

He regained his composure and walked straight to a pale blue jade table in the shade of a tree, each step lifted and fell with the rustle of leaves, as if it was a different whisper of life.

A burst of high-pitched and sharp cranes streaked across the sky, which caught his attention.

He stopped, looked up, and in the sky high and cloudy, a flock of crane shadows passed. The hazy crane flapped its wings and sailed into the distance, gradually disappearing from his eyes.

"The crane will not go back to the clouds, and the empty temple will look like an ancient mountain kuma..."

A slender white feather fell from the sky, intruding into his sight and brushing gently against his cheek. Silently swirling in the breeze, it slowly fell to the ground.

He looked at Bai Yu in a daze for a moment, and suddenly reached out of his palm, letting Bai Yu float into his palm. The white feathers were fluffy and soft, like freshly bounced cotton wool, and he stretched out his fingertips to gently wipe them, and he could still feel a trace of residual warmth.

After a long time, he walked over to the pale blue jade table and sat cross-legged on the futon. Place the white feather on the table and don't look at it again. Then, he took two red dead leaves that exuded a trace of aura, put them into the mutton fat tea vessel, and lifted the purple sand glass pot. Wisps of boiling water with white smoke poured into the tea, and a fragrance rose into the air along with a cloud of white mist. The white mist curled and slowly drifted into the air. A rich fragrance fills the courtyard, refreshing and refreshing.

The red dead leaves in the mutton fat tea vessel are brewed with boiling water and the leaves are unfurled. The red round leaves are like a blood-colored agate, shining brightly, and the tea is infected by the red leaves and turns pale red. Wisps of crimson mist rose and converged into a two-inch-long red dragon on the tea surface, with teeth and claws. But in a moment, it turned into wisps of light smoke and dissipated.

He raised his glass and took two sips, was silent for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Good tea!" He had been drinking this tea for several days, and each time it brought him a different taste and artistic conception.

Then he stopped talking, quietly drank slowly, and indulged in it. Let the glitz and glitz of the world, like the mist that is constantly rising in front of you, swirling.

Drinking tea, it is natural to taste a state of mind, a kind of body and mind to be purified, filter out the feeling of impetuousness, and precipitate a deep thought.

Tea is a mood, a kind of silence that wants to talk, and a kind of loneliness after the excitement.

If life is a cup of tea, then growth is a cup of tea. With the taste of tea, touch life. At first, I just drank it blindly, and then thought I had tasted something.

In the end, it dawned on me that there are only two flavors of tea, bitter and sweet. The two go on and on, and come and go, without stopping, until the end of life.

Life has an end and there is no end to it. Everything in the world has two sides, it depends on how people see and how they see.

This person is Ji Wuchen, who has been in bed for several months and finally woke up. Sober for several months until today, he looks so leisurely, either sitting in a daze, or carefully sipping tea. The violent energy in his body that he had not seen for a long time was also ignored and thrown aside. It is as if the whole person is living alone in another world, which seems incompatible with this world.

He deeply felt that this journey was extremely hasty, and the whole person was also in a hurry. The body and mind were too depressed, and the whole body was tense, and there was no respite.

Now he calms his mind, his heart is like water, he stops and thinks seriously, how to go in the future, and where to go.

Such a leisurely Ji Wuchen made Chu Lao and Tiger Jing extremely surprised, and looked at each other. I felt that he was unusual compared to the past, and wondered if his head had been broken by the last battle.

This inexplicable thought simply angered the two of them, and they shouted to avenge him immediately, and turned around to break the door.

This scene also made Ji Wuchen's heart surge with heat, and he was quite moved. hurriedly moved to stop the two of them, and it took a bitter heart to dissuade them, and then the truth was explained, and the two of them gave up.

It's a very interesting episode. Later, this interesting incident became a joke between Chu Lao and Tiger Jing who were drunk and chatting, making fun of each other's brains, and they were not bright at all.

......

The rich aroma of tea naturally attracts like-minded tea lovers.

"Hahaha, dustless is a good interest. ”

A loud voice came from outside the courtyard. As soon as the words fell, a figure in a white robe slowly walked in.

This person is sealed in Zhen, dressed in a snow-white robe, and his eyes are bright, like two stars shining. The eyebrows are clear, and there is a slight smile on the corner of the mouth. Holding a jade fan in his hand, the whole person also looks gentle and elegant.

"I've seen my seniors. Ji Wuchen hurriedly got up and bowed to Feng Yuzhen.

"Hurry up and get me up, didn't I tell you earlier, you and I are equals. If you don't dislike it, call me Brother Zhen. Feng Yuzhen, who was dressed in a white robe, was quite anxious, and hurried to sit on the ground in front of the case, with joy on his white cheeks.

"Make me a cup of tea at once, and I won't bother with you today. Feng Yuzhen looked at the lightly smoking mutton fat tea, was impatient, and rubbed his hands.

Ji Wuchen didn't answer when he heard this, and shook his head with a smile. Then he sat down and hurriedly began to make tea for Feng Yuzhen, and his tea skills were extremely exquisite.

Take out a mutton fat tea maker from the cabinet under the coffee table and slowly rinse it with boiling water. I took two red dead leaves and placed them in the tea vessel. Lift the purple sand glass pot and pour boiling water into the mutton fat teapot. Wisps of churning white smoke rose up, accompanied by a rich fragrance that gradually spread in the air.

At this time, Feng Yuzhen was already salivating, his eyes did not blink, and he raised his hands to take the mutton fat tea vessel handed by Ji Wuchen. He brought his face in front of him, closed his eyes and sniffed vigorously, a smile on the corner of his mouth. Then he quietly looked at the tea vessel in his hand, and wisps of red light smoke rose and turned into a two-inch blazing red dragon queen. He threw his head back sharply, and his face overflowed with a look of extreme enjoyment.

After a long time, he was sealed back to God. His eyes stared at the pale red tea left in the tea, his eyes fell into the memories of the past, and he said slowly:

"The last time I drank 3,000 ethereal red tea, I vaguely remember that it was probably more than five or six hundred years ago. At that time, with Ji..."

When he said this, his words suddenly stopped, and his expression was quite nervous. After glancing up at Ji Wuchen, who was quietly drinking tea, he took a long breath, and after the whole person slowly relaxed, he spoke:

"With a close friend, when I was in Taihuan Ji Yaotian, I stole two red leaves from the imperial court. At that time, it was for these two red leaves that the two of us almost died in Huangquan. Hahaha, it's ridiculous and pathetic. ”