After some greetings, Tang Xiaodao and Feng Yi sat down at intervals according to the guest of honor seats.

Tang Xiaodao was very skillful and elegant to set up the tea set, and then took out the Emei snow buds that had just been picked back not long ago, and began to make tea.

Cleaning utensils, waiting for water, pouring cups, Tang Xiaodao's series of actions are like flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

There is no doubt that the masterpiece of "Climbing the Ladder" on the coffee table must also be from him, without more than ten years of immersion, I am afraid that it will not reach this kind of grandmaster-level realm.

Frankly speaking, Feng Yi really didn't expect that Tang Xiaodao had such profound attainments in knife path, tea ceremony, flower arrangement, etc., and he had to admire Tang Qianxi, the young master of the Tang Sect, even more.

With Zhuyu in front of him, Feng Yi couldn't help but feel the goodwill and appreciation of the Tang Sect's loyal and courageous brothers, and it rose several points in a straight line.

After scalding the cup, Tang Xiaodao sprinkled tea to greet the guests.

Feng Yi looked at Emei Snow Bud curiously, and saw that the shape of the bud head was full, flat, smooth and straight, and the color was green and bright. After the dry tea is soaked in boiling water, the soup color is green and white, the tea buds are light white and green, and the bud peaks are pink and even.

The brown color is precious white, and the blue and white are better than the yellow and white. And the soup flower needs to be thin and even, like cold porridge noodles.

If you can bite the rim of the cup tightly and gather for a long time, this effect is the best, and it is called "biting the cup".

All of a sudden, the whole tea room is fragrant, refreshing, and intoxicating, without drinking the graceful feeling of floating clouds in the mouth.

Tang Xiaodao poured tea for him and said, "Feng Shao, please use tea." ”

Just smell its fragrance and be intoxicated.

Feng Yi couldn't wait to take a cup of tea and taste it carefully, a sip shallow, two sipes deep, the third sip directly drunk, the taste is mellow and elegant, sweet and not astringent, only feel that this tea should only be in the sky, a few times in the world.

I couldn't help but give Tang Xiaodao a thumbs up and praised it heartily: "Good tea!"

Tang Xiaodao smiled slightly, looked at Feng Yi with deep meaning, and asked happily, "Did Miss Fu Xi entrust Feng Shao to find here?"

Feng Yi nodded, and said back to business: "In the battle of Lion Rock yesterday, Datang was ambushed by a cult, and most of the soldiers were defeated and wounded. Today, I was ordered to enter the city, just to inquire about the news of the Nameless Thirteen, to confirm whether he was killed on the spot by the cult Great Brahma Lou Chongfeng, or was captured and imprisoned in the Shu Palace. ”

Tang Xiaodao said: "You have found the right person." Tang Menbu's spy in the cult had already sent back the news about the Nameless Thirteen last night. ”

Feng Yi was slightly stunned, and then surprised.

......

When Nameless Thirteen woke up, he found himself lying in a ruined temple.

The outside world has long been dark, and the temple is lit only by a broken candle.

Nameless Thirteen thought he was dead and came to the underworld, but he was somewhat surprised to find that he was still in the human world, and he was still alive.

He was so sure that he was really alive.

Because he saw a tall and straight back standing in front of the statue of Mi Mu, under the rendering of the faint light, with a touch of loneliness in the world, as if he had been walking alone in the world for decades, and people did not dare to approach easily.

The atmosphere is ethereal and mysterious.

It was silent, and Nameless Thirteen could almost hear his own heartbeat, which was very peaceful and rhythmic.

In such a calm state of mind, he recalled the scene when he fled with the remnants of the defeated army at the foot of the Lion Rock.

At that time, he was disheartened by the defeat of the ambush and wanted to commit suicide, when Lou Chongfeng's domineering and sharp Jiao Demon Gong suddenly attacked from behind.

He could have dodged, but he didn't resist.

Suicide or homicide, both are one death.

For a dying person, it doesn't make much difference.

However, he was bent on death, but he was unexpectedly not killed by the majestic and dark energy of Jiao Mogong.

Could it be that he saved himself?

Who could he be?

The Nameless Thirteen breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were in a different world.

Looking at the candlelight, looking at the back, a glimmer of realization rose in his heart, and he suddenly realized that it was much more interesting to live than to die, especially after experiencing death.

The candle shadow is silent, and life is curling.

That is, cherish it even more.

Buddhism says that after "enlightenment", you will become a Buddha on the ground, which is probably what it means.

He realized it and figured it out, so he didn't want to die, and he cherished the feeling of being alive.

The Nameless Thirteen was in high spirits, stood up strong despite the pain, coughed dryly, and said, "Dare to ask the name of Engong?"

The man said, "Jing Bu." ”

Nameless Thirteen was shocked.

He had long heard of the name of Jing Bu, the great son of the Momen, and the Momen he led was the most powerful and powerful ranger and killer organization in the world. I wanted to get acquainted before, but I didn't have a chance, and I never met him, but now he inadvertently saved himself.

Heaven is really joking.

Nameless Thirteen walked behind Jing Bu, suddenly knelt on the ground again, and after kowtowing three times in a row, he raised his head again to look at his back, and said with heartfelt gratitude: "Thank you Juzi for saving me." ”

Jing Bu turned around in a dashing manner, his eyes shot a strange light, he looked at him intently, and said in a deep voice: "Although the little general is not a genius, he is not a weak person, in the face of Lou Chongfeng's Jiao Demon Hammer, what did you eat the Broken Rainbow Spear in your hand at that time?

The nameless thirteen faces are red-faced, and they are very ashamed.

He let out a heavy breath to soothe the inexplicable emotion that was pressing in his heart, and said, "Not in the future." The shame of today will be returned to him tomorrow. ”

He is a soldier, his backbone is still there, his arrogance is still there, and the words he says are of course extremely sonorous and powerful.

Jing Bu said indifferently: "Jing saved you, I didn't want to hear you grit your teeth and say those cruel words." What are the plans for the little general in the future?"

The nameless thirteen were stunned, as if their hearts had not settled.

It is estimated that the imperial court and the military department will not be able to go back. Even if you want to go back, you have to wait for the guilt to be made after making meritorious service.

For the sake of today's plan, if you can join Momen and follow Juzi, it may be a great opportunity to make a comeback and be ashamed.

After being silent for a long time, Nameless Thirteen showed a resolute expression and said: "I was originally a dead man, since it was Juzi who saved me, the kid has nothing to repay, please smile at a splash of life." ”

Cast sincerity and heart.

Jing Bu felt a strong, strange, but indescribable deep emotion in his heart, perhaps because the young man in front of him was Yan Guogong's proud protégé, a rare pillar of the imperial court, and when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but think of his cousin's son.

After a moment of silence, he sighed lightly and said, "If the little general hasn't thought about it, then go back to Momen with Jing first, how about it?"

Nameless Thirteen's eyes lit up, and he readily agreed without hesitation.

Strangely and inexplicably, at this moment, he felt the blood boiling in his body, but his state of mind was as cold as ice and snow.

Jing said: "Get up. ”

Nameless Thirteen stood up, his eyes flashing, and said, "Juzi saved me, out of gratitude, there is a question I am curious about, I shouldn't have asked more, but I don't vomit unpleasantly." ”

Jing Bu said conclusively: "Say." ”

Nameless Thirteen asked tentatively, "I don't know who Juzi is going to kill when he comes to Jiannan Dao?"

Jing Bu glared at him, and said word by word: "Who does Jing want to kill, what does it have to do with you?"

The nameless thirteen gave him a sentence of grabbing, and he was speechless, usually eloquent, and involuntarily snorted in his heart, so he had to smile bitterly to resolve this very abrupt embarrassment.

At this time, the candle oil on the candlestick is about to burn out, and the light is getting weaker and weaker.

Jing Bu turned his head and glanced at the statue of Mi Mu again, thinking of his cousin again, frowning again, and his eyes shot a sad look.

He's sorry for her.

Not only could he not save her life, but he also failed to find her son.

For eighteen years, he handed over Momen to his deputy Xia Ju, and he searched for her son all the way from north to south alone, but still found nothing.

Recently, he finally found out that a young man named Feng Yi and Princess Changxin Zhao Wuwu lived in the Qiao family's compound, so he hurried to Langzhong, wanting to find out and figure out whether Feng Yi was his cousin's son.

His cousin's name is Feng Yin.

This young man's name is Feng Yi.

However, from Langzhong to Chaocun, he heard another shocking bad news.

Feng Yi was plotted by the people of the Fire Wheel Cult and fell into the well of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spring, and his life and death were uncertain, all of which made him feel sad and angry!

Rao is so, he still believes that Feng Yi is still alive.

So, he went to Xiajiang Tangmen non-stop, and rushed to Lion Rock, one to eradicate the hateful Fire Wheel Sect, and the other to find Feng Yi, who was suspected of being a little nephew.

Thinking of this, it happened that the oil ran out of lamps.

After the lights went out suddenly, the statue of Mi Mu was instantly submerged in darkness, without any brilliance.

Jing Bu came back to his senses, collected his mood, and sighed faintly: "Let's go." ”

Nameless Thirteen saw a rare trace of tenderness flashing in Jing Bu's eyes that had been indifferent, and a strange feeling inexplicably occurred in his heart, a bit like seeing a little light in absolute darkness.