Chapter 270: Tea Picking Season

Faceless to come to the Black Dragon Sect, the ultimate goal is to control the Black Dragon Sect, then these demon immortals must be in his hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And the savior mother, the future ending is not to be a puppet with a name and be killed.

It's just that these actions can't let the outside world find the abnormality, otherwise the lightning rod of the savior mother will be wasted.

Faceless has a cold face, and it seems that he has not yet adapted to life here.

He watched the group of demon immortals secretly discuss, and then left one after another, returning to the dormitory.

Wuxiang walked towards the rat spirit, which made the rat spirit panic: "Faceless Lord, I wonder what you are looking for me?"

"I'm new here, I'd like to know more about this place, would you like to talk to me?" said Faceless.

The rat spirit nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes." ā€

Whoever goes to a strange place will understand the situation first, which is reasonable, and it is also a good opportunity for him to stammer.

Faceless patted the rat spirit on the shoulder: "Then let's find a place to eat and talk." ā€

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It took several months for Faceless to lay out there, and he took down more than half of the disciples of the Black Dragon Sect, and now Faceless has mixed into the Black Dragon Sect, and after figuring out the situation, he wants to take down all the demon immortals, and then the old mother who saves the world.

This is a very long process, and the Black Dragon Sect not only needs to deal with the internals, but the forces related to the Black Dragon Sect also need to be clear, otherwise it will be difficult to take over.

The faceless action is not to be said, but it is said that Zhuang Xia Yanyan continued to embark on their journey after leaving the scholar Wu Sheng and the chivalrous Zhao Sheng.

Out of Longshan County to the north is Mengshan County, the name of Mengshan County comes from its most famous Dream Mountain, this mountain is towering into the clouds, the drop is more than 1,000 zhang, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

It is rumored that there are youkai in the mountain, and as long as anyone enters the mountain, they will be drowsy, and at night they will have dreams.

Wild beasts that die for no reason without any injuries are often found in the mountains, and there are many people who die in dreams.

The locals all said that this was the anger of the gods, and after returning from the night in Dream Mountain, they all told about the strange scene in their dreams, but what happened in the dreams was different, and the demons they saw had no fixed form.

Therefore, although this Dream Mountain is famous, few people come, and even those who hunt and collect medicine in broad daylight can not go without going, so as to avoid difficulties.

Unconsciously, Zhuang Xia Yanyan and the others came to Mengshan County, and they were dressed a little differently now.

Zhuang Xia was dressed in a strong suit, wearing a hat and a cloak, and a long sword straddling his waist.

He is handsome, dashing, and dusty along the way, and is very masterful.

And Yan Yan is holding her hair in a bun and has a layer of white veil on her face, which makes people unable to see her face, but just a pair of eyes that are as clear as stars and intoxicating, which makes people admire.

She also wears a sword, although a fiery red and foot-length dress is not as long as a palace dress, but the extravagance on her body unconsciously emerges, just like a lady who goes out to play.

The mountain road is rugged, but the two of them walked leisurely, without the slightest sweat under the scorching sun, and there was talk and laughter along the way.

Zhuang Xia looked up, and said to Yan Yan, "There is a tea shed there, let's go and rest." ā€

"Hmm. Yan Yan nodded, and the two walked side by side.

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"Don't make a fuss, I'm sleeping soundly. ā€

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy was lying on a bamboo mat, and his saliva flowed out unconsciously.

In the summer, the breeze came with a burst of tea fragrance, and he was intoxicated.

It is the season of tea picking, and the mountain tea cyanine is the best time. The fatigue of the morning was gone in the afternoon nap, but he was a little reluctant to get out of bed.

The fluffy tail swept over his hand, provoking him to murmur, "Don't make a fuss about Rhubarb!"

It whined twice, and when it saw that its owner was not playing with it, Rhubarb went out.

I know how to sleep every day, and I don't play with rhubarb.

After a while, his clothes were pulled again, and the young man complained: "Don't make a noise about rhubarb, I want to sleep." ā€

When he opened his eyes, he immediately jumped up in fright.

"Mother, why are you here!"

He hurriedly put on his shoes and got up, and the woman in her thirties twisted his ears, and he begged for mercy in pain.

"Mother, it hurts. Let it go!"

The woman snorted, "It's so late yet." ā€

She held a rattan in her other hand, and the boy ran away when he saw the girl. The woman chased after him, and the boy didn't want to work anymore, so he really didn't go to the house for three days.

Rhubarb saw the boy running from a distance, and he also chased after him, and this kind of chasing game was very interesting.

"Whew!" rhubarb cheerfully.

Along the way, I don't know how many people laughed at the boy: "I was beaten by your mother again, what's the use of begging for mercy, it's the right thing to work more." ā€

The young man ran all the way, going around in the tea forest, squatting and hiding, squirming for a while, he had already left his chasing mother far away.

The panting boy soothed his aching legs, but he was young and recoverable, and in a short time he was alive again.

"Rhubarb let's go, let's go to Grandpa Tree!" the boy beckoned, and Rhubarb shook his head and tailed and followed.

The whole town makes a living from tea picking, and if it weren't for the high tea tax, their life would not be too sad, and of course, this kind of tea picking life has a special charm.

The boy who plays heavily doesn't want to grow tea and pick tea all his life, and he is a little tired of doing it since he was a child, and he is very resistant to picking tea these days.

However, he likes the tea forest in the town very much, and it is a large area, which is constantly going into the distance.

The fragrance of tea came to his face, making his whole person relaxed, and he began to move away from fatigue little by little.

But the most unique of these tea trees is the very old tea tree on the top of the mountain, and the older generation says that the tea tree was like this when they were a few years old, almost the same as it is now.

This tea tree, which can be called the ancestor of the tea tree, is three feet tall, and I don't know how it grew so tall, but it did not die because of its large size, but it was green every year, and it seemed that it was the same on the day when the boy became a grandfather.

"Grandpa Shu, how can you say that there are so many troubles in life, I really want to grow up quickly, and my mother will no longer chase me.

Well, I can also marry Ah Hua from the next door. ā€

The young man smiled, and when he thought of Ah Hua's beautiful appearance, he was happy.

He said for a long time, looking at his parents who were picking tea in the distance, he also felt a little guilty.

"I'd better go pick tea, my mother and father are so hard. ā€

The reinvigorated boy was like a warrior who was going to die, puffed up his chest and walked into the distance.

Thinking of something, the young man stood on tiptoe and carefully plucked the two new sprouts of the old tea tree.

"Grandpa Tree, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

He laughed dryly and ran away, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual behind him, he relaxed.

The young man who was relaxed walked slowly to his tea forest, and the two new teas wrapped in cloth in his hand were precious in the palm of his hand.

As soon as he saw his parents, he didn't wait for them to get angry, and the young man hurriedly gave two tea pieces to his parents as if he were sending a treasure.

"Dad, mother, to you. The boy laughed silly.

Sure enough, the parents are not angry, Grandpa Tree's sprouts are not so easy to get, and one can make people feel refreshed.

It's just that middle-aged men and women are reluctant to put them in their mouths, and these two sprouts can be sold for their family of three, well, there is rhubarb to eat for ten days and half a month.

The boy's mouth hung up, why did his father put it away again?

The young man who picked tea, listening to the mountain songs from afar, couldn't help but feel happy.

He could hear it, it was Ah Hua's voice.

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"Sibao, go to the tea shed with your sister today to serve tea to greet guests, do you want to be obedient?"

The mother told him that Sibao did not make a fuss, and the tea shed was an important source of income for his family.

The tea tax is too high, his family has four children, and one of his three sisters has already married, and now he has to prepare the dowry of two sisters, otherwise he will be easily looked down upon by his husband's family if he marries.

"Guest, your tea. ā€

Cha Xiao Er Sibao put the tea on the table steadily, with a smile on his face.

Guests drink tea to quench their thirst and rest here, while his family can also have an income.

Sister Sanbao is making tea, and it is better for him to make a good appointment to greet the guests.

But Sibao was a little strange, wasn't this guest hot and thirsty? Why didn't he drink the tea?

Following the gaze of the guest, Sibao looked outside.

Seeing this, Sibao was also stunned in place.

"How can there be such a beautiful and fairy woman?"

Zhuang Xia Yanyan walked into the tea shed, found an empty table and sat down. Zhuang Xia knocked on the table, and Sibao woke up.

"Guest, guest officer, do you want to drink tea?" Sibao was a little nervous, these two were not ordinary people at first glance, he had never seen such a temperamental person.

"Two bowls of tea. Yan Yan's light voice sounded and Sibao was stunned again.

"Is there any good tea?" Zhuang Xia asked.

Sibao hurriedly responded: "Yes, we have a big bowl of tea here for a penny, a bowl of new tea for five pennies, and a bowl of high-quality tea for ten cents." ā€

The big bowl of tea is drunk by the poor, and most pedestrians choose this, and most people have no spare money.

He thought about it, and felt that his own tea was a little unworthy of these two immortal-like characters, and said cautiously: "I still have excellent tea at home, which can soothe people's spirits and replenish their strength, but it is a little expensive, it costs five taels of silver a pot, do you want it?"

Zhuang Xia nodded: "Then come a pot of the best tea you said." ā€

Sibao was extremely happy to hear this: "Okay guest officer, you wait a minute." ā€

He can save some of Grandpa Tree's buds, who let the four treasures please Grandpa Tree.