(a)

Leaves swirled and fell from the window onto the coffee table.

The person with the cloak was pillowing with bamboo slips, his eye sockets were black, and his face was haggard and half-squinted. Stir up the clouds, measure the tea..."

This first time, he stayed up all night in order to study and learn tea, and Bai Hua admired his perseverance. After not closing his eyes all night, he could still persist so hard, Bai Hua admired someone's deterrent power. At first, this heart refused, but I thought about it seriously and repeatedly for a long time while holding the bamboo slip, and even considered the consequences by the way.

You can't always have the upper hand and let others eat to death. But thinking of this, a few fragments that flashed in his mind were finally frozen on a hemp rope, and Bai Hua touched his ankle and felt that it was inappropriate not to read it.

Since you can't help but read it, then read a few lines meaningfully? Thinking of this, I vaguely heard someone call 'Xiaobai' coldly, and the quiet cool breeze squeezed in according to the situation, blowing goosebumps all over Bai Hua's body. Trembling and looking around, he swept around with no one, and his eyes swept to the bookcase and stopped. Rubbing his aching forehead, Bai Hua felt that it was not appropriate to read a few lines.

One is not appropriate, the second is not appropriate, and the tenth one to be thought of is still inappropriate, Bai Hua finally accepted his fate. When I calmed down to look at the bamboo slips, it was already the time, and the so-called time was like water flowing and did not return, and three hours passed in a flash.

"The cover is for the sun, the support is for the earth, and the bowl is for the people. Cover for the day, nursery... To..." After a night's reckoning, the eyelids and mouth finally fought, and after several struggles, the eyelids finally closed victoriously.

The sky was still so blue, and the magpies were still flying up to the eaves and singing happily. At this time, the star bead in the pond had just vomited the third one. Accompanied by the sound of birds, the person who had just fallen asleep crawling on the coffee table came back to his senses, and his little face was still imprinted with the traces of bamboo slips.

The birds sang more happily, but Bai Hua, who had studied diligently all night, had a painful face, and moved out of the house with the help of tables, chairs and benches all the way, "Hemp, ouch, hemp, hemp. The little hand randomly wiped the unkempt green silk that was blocking in front of him back, too lazy to pull his hair.

When he walked slowly to the edge of the pond, just after seeing the ugly time, Bai Hua dragged his numb feet and quickened his steps towards the pyre.

(b)

The man in the dark ink robe looked at the court door with his hands, and it had been a long time, and the person who delivered the tea was finally gone. The breeze caressed with a faint lotus fragrance, and the beads of morning dew could not fall into the pool by inertia. The man standing by the pool pursed his lips, his dark eyes getting colder and colder.

At this time, a thick black smoke rose in the distance, and the boundless blue seemed to have been splashed with ink. Looking closely, the billowing smoke seemed to rise from the direction of the teahouse, and the people near the pond frowned and waved vigorously. A gust of wind passed, and the ink-colored figure was no longer visible, and only the lotus leaves in the court swayed.

"It's on fire, it's on fire, ahem...."A man with a face full of water ran out of the firewood room. It's good to die, today I want to make a fire to burn wood, but I don't know that the small flame in the past has risen to the sky today.

At first, Bai Hua also thought about hurriedly remedy, so he stood on a wooden bench and poured a teapot filled with water on the roof several times, but the fire was not extinguished, and he poured it all on his face.

Seeing that this method was useless, he trotted all the way to find a wooden barrel next to the tea house, took half a bucket of water, and hurriedly turned it back. When she got to the door of the firewood room, the tongue of fire was licking the door frame, and the fire was so raging that she could only stop outside the door with a bucket. "Is there anyone, it's on fire...", with the blazing fire in his eyes, Bai Hua roared a few more times.

Seeing that the fire was fierce and there was no way to return to the sky, Bai Hua shook his head helplessly, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die today." "This must be God's punishment for her, so that she will not live a day here.

Originally, Xiao Xing didn't sleep today, but who knew that a fire led to the firewood room. It seems that today's catastrophe is inevitable, maybe after today, it will be chopped into slag as fertilizer for raising flowers.

The firewood room was about to burn to the shelf, Bai Hua put down the wooden barrel and squatted on the ground, and said to himself with a dead face, "It's over." ”

At this time, the shadow was already behind Bai Hua, and his voice was full of coolness, "It seems that you are having a good time." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, the man who was sitting on the ground holding the barrel stood up and grabbed Nether's arm, "Hurry, do me a favor." ”

The Netherworld glanced at the burning firewood room, and saw that the blackened man was clutching him, and he stepped back in displeasure, breaking away from the hand that was holding the sleeve of his coat. With a trick to extinguish the water, the billowing smoke disappeared, the fierce fire disappeared, and the firewood room that burned to the point of only a shelf was restored to its original appearance in an instant.

The smoke was gone, the fire was gone, Bai Hua turned his head to look at the intact firewood room, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"If you don't want to serve tea, just burn the woodhouse?" Nether withdrew his hand and looked at the man in front of him.

Bai Hua hurriedly shook his hand and said, "That's not the case, it's ...."

"What is it?" asked Nether.

Bai Hua's heart was weak, "Yes, I was not careful. ”

"What's the wrong thing?" the Netherworld chased after him.

"Well, I'm playing with fire. Playing with fire and self-immolation, Bai Hua really felt that he was playing too big.

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with serving tea and pouring water?" "Netherworld did not mean to let go.

"I... I will study hard in the future. In this battle, the victory still belongs to the other side.

(c)

The next day, Bai Hua got up early. Yin Shi had just arrived, and he was already boiling water in the firewood room to prepare to make tea.

Bai Hua chose a black cow morning tea, and said slowly, "Green tea, the jade cup has to lock the fragrance of tea." So he searched for a long time in the huge tea cabinet to find the water jade cup, Bai Hua pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned against the tea cabinet and sighed, "It seems that he likes to collect tea cups very much." ”

The hour was approaching, and the man with the tea tray had entered the courtyard gate. Seeing that the attic door was closed, Bai Hua stopped, and looked at the water jade glass cup on the plate again, "I haven't gotten up yet, it seems that there shouldn't be anything wrong today." The corners of his mouth were grinning, and he was a little carried away when he started.

"It's rare you haven't slept today. As soon as the words fell, Bai Hua was so shocked that a hind foot put on his front foot, and the lower plate was unstable and slanted out, only to see the water jade glass cup on the plate turn into a beautiful arc, and with a click, it fell to the ground and shattered. Bai Hua half-stretched out his hand and froze in place, where did Chi Yan say he found this glass cup last time?

"The Eastern Wilderness Sand Region finally found such a water jade cup. The people behind her helped her recall. Beads of sweat appeared on Bai Hua's forehead slightly, and he turned around. I saw the ghost squatting in the corner, carefully wiping a pot of orchid leaves.

Bai Hua immediately squatted on the ground and picked up the fragments, "It's me who didn't hold it steady, I'm sorry, right..." Hey, that's not right, the cup is broken, and I can't be blamed alone.

"You suddenly made a sound in the back, and my hand was so frightened that I didn't hold it steady..."Bai Hua explained in a low voice. This person didn't make a sound when he saw himself coming in with tea, and even if he wanted to say it, he couldn't make a scare sound behind others' backs.

Nether twisted the wet cloth in his hand, "If it's broken, it's broken." ”

This cold-faced facial paralysis is rare and generous, and Bai Hua is a little incredulous.

"But, Xiaobai..." Halfway through the words, with such a pause, Bai Hua's heart suddenly reached his throat, "But what?" Bai Hua asked in a low voice.

Netherworld turned his head sideways, his face still cold, "What do you remember today?"

"No!" Bai Hua also replied simply.

Nether turned his head and continued to rub the orchid leaves, "Then you can go make another drink." ”

"Good. Bai Hua just walked to the door with the tea tray in her arms, and the ghost stopped her again, "Xiaobai..."

"Huh?" Bai Hua turned around.

"The tea is still not delivered. ”

"Good. "I was glad in my heart.

"I remember there was also a scroll in the teahouse that talked about how to distinguish a teacup from a bamboo slip. ”

"Huh?" Bai Hua was stunned.

"You should take a closer look today. "The Netherworld said lightly.

“.....”

(iv)

The so-called bad luck, walking Louis fell, this Bai Hua also fell out of a level.

On the third day, the threshold outside the courtyard was too high, and Bai Hua broke the glazed hexagonal cup. The Netherworld asked her if she remembered, Bai Hua shook her head, and then she got a scroll of bamboo slips to introduce the teapot.

On the fourth day, the wooden walkway of the lotus pond was too slippery, and Bai Hua broke the white jade four-legged cup. The ghost asked her again if she remembered, Bai Hua still shook her head, this time she received a scroll of bamboo slips introducing the tea set.

There are fewer and fewer cups in the huge tea cabinet, but the piles of debris outside the tea house are getting higher and higher, and the bamboo slips of Bai Hua are also full of coffee tables. There was not enough time to read books, and Bai Hua didn't bother to run back and forth between the teahouse and the place where she lived, so she simply moved her residence to the teahouse, which was actually her favorite recliner and moved it over.

"Xiaobai!" Bai Hua rose from the recliner and stood respectfully in response, 'Here!' A cool breeze drifted by, and there was no one in the house.

Bai Hua sighed, softened on the recliner, rubbing his forehead that was a little painful, "Is this an auditory hallucination?"