Chapter 36: What is the sword?

Lin Yege walked back to the city in a daze and wandered on the bustling streets.

He was now in a state of confusion from the words of the scaly boy.

Sword!

What is a sword?

If even my swordsmanship is not worthy of a sword, how many of my peers are worthy of a sword in the world.

But why did the sword not resist them, but came against me?

Layers of questions surfaced in his heart, and then answered them one by one.

However, there is a feeling of constant cutting and messing.

This is like every sentence that the sword idiot says in class, it seems simple, but it is thought-provoking.

When you think about it, you can't understand it.

There is a feeling that can only be understood, but not spoken.

There seems to be a mysterious pull in the dark that brought him to the door of the tea house.

Coming to the door of the tea house again, Lin Yege felt that he had faintly developed a sense of dependence on the old man in the tea house.

This is not only a kind of trust in the mysterious old man, but also an admiration for his almost omniscient insight.

At this time, the door was open, giving him the feeling that it was open for him.

The old man sat quietly at a table facing the main entrance.

At this time, there was no tea on the table that the old man always wanted to drink, but an extra incense burner, exuding wisps of cigarettes.

The aroma was refreshing, and at the same time, it also made the spiritual power in Lin Yege's body run more smoothly.

When I walked into the door, I just wanted to go up and salute the old man.

A withered hand stopped him from bending downward.

"In my shop, don't salute. I'm here for tea, not for ceremony. ”

"Then old man, you're welcome. ”

He sat down in the seat directly opposite the old man, took the sword from his waist and placed it lightly on the table.

"Old man, forgive me for taking the liberty of it. Do you believe that there is a spirit in the sword?"

Lin Yege looked at the old man eagerly, as if he wanted to get an answer from the old man.

The old man pointed to the sun-swallowing wood on his head and smiled.

"Now that Xiaoshao already knows the answer, why do you want to ask the old man?"

"Then why does the spirit of the sword resist me? I don't think there's anything in myself that isn't worthy of it. ”

Lin Yege asked, putting his hand on the saber on the table.

"Then you really don't deserve it, and your attitude determines whether you deserve it. Why don't I ask you a question instead. What is a sword?"

He thought for a moment, then replied with confidence.

"The sword is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers. In ancient times, it was used in war, but because it was not suitable for the battlefield, it gradually turned into a status symbol. Therefore, it also has the title of the king of a hundred soldiers!

Then Haotian favored the sword way, lowered the buried sword tablet, and passed out three thousand sword ways. The sword has gradually become the main weapon of cultivators today."

Listening to Lin Yege's slow talk about the origin and history of the sword, the old man shook his head and interrupted him.

"Xiaoshao doesn't need much more, it's just a record in the book, and it's useless to say more. ”

"But the old man, the book has been known as the Golden House since ancient times. If even what is said in the book is not beneficial, then what is beneficial?"

Lin Yege immediately retorted.

The old man ignored his rebuttal, and instead conjured two cups of tea out of thin air.

Push both cups of tea in front of him and let him taste the taste of both teas.

The two cups of tea in front of Lin Yege, one is a crystal clear tea, and the other is a strong and mellow tea.

He placed the two cups of tea an inch from his nose and sniffed out their aromas.

Their aroma gives him different sensations, the fragrance of clear tea is fresh and long-lasting, while the strong tea is rich and sharp.

It can be said that each has its own merits!

When Lin Yege had drunk both cups of tea, the old man asked him.

"Xiaoshao, can you tell which kind of tea these two cups of tea are?"

"This"

At this point, he was confused, and he couldn't tell which of these two teas was.

When he took the first sip of the tea, he thought it was Takada Ginfeng.

But when he drank the strong tea, he felt that it was Wushan Yellow Soup, which was also a bit like Gaotian Yinfeng.

Why does one tea have two tastes?

It is clearly recorded in the book that a tea can only have one taste, and it is impossible for two flavors to coexist.

Now Lin Yege is like an ant on a hot pot, anxious to find out, but the book clearly tells him that this is impossible!

The old man looked at the sword on the table, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

waved his hand and motioned to Lin Yege not to think about it anymore.

"Is Xiao Shao confused why there are two flavors in a cup of tea, and why this cup of tea violates the common sense recorded in the book?"

Straightening his clothes, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, and continued.

"Maybe you haven't heard a saying, it's better to believe in books than to have no books. How can a person who writes a book be sure that one kind of tea can only have one taste, and how can he be sure that he has drunk all the tea in this world?"

Indeed, no one in this world dares to say that they have drunk all the tea in the world. No one can be sure that a tea can only have one taste.

Lin Yege's psychological defense line was broken layer by layer by the old man's serious words.

"The two cups of tea you drink are actually Takada Ginmine, and the reason why they taste different is different. The simple reason is that they produce in different places.

The first cup of tea is picked on a semi-hot hillside in the Takada region of origin, and the second cup is picked on the warm, humid ground of the south. ”

The old man took out two leaves from his sleeve, one tightly curled and even, and the other straight and fat.

Even a layman can tell at a glance that these are two different teas.

"They are indeed the same type of tea, but the difference lies in the different environments and climates. Because Takada is a semi-hot area, the leaves of the tea tree will become smaller, reducing water loss. However, there is no high temperature in the south, and the leaves of the tea tree do not need to worry about excessive water loss, and the leaves appear straight and fat. ”

After listening to the old man's words, he suddenly realized.

The descriptions in the book are all descriptions of tea leaves in the place of origin, and do not take into account tea leaves that are not in the place of origin.

That's why there is a contradiction with what is recorded in the book!

The old man's words today undoubtedly opened a window for him and raised his understanding of things to a higher level.

He could feel that his thoughts had cleared a little, and the cohesion of the scattered souls was constantly getting stronger.

I just wanted to give my hand to thank the old man, but remembering the old man's dislike of etiquette, the half-raised hand was put down again.

"Old man, although I now understand that what is recorded in the book is not necessarily correct and true, how can I define a sword, and what is a sword?"

Although the old man's words let him know that what was recorded in the book was not necessarily correct, he still couldn't understand what a sword was and what a sword was.

"How do you define a sword, and what is a sword? No one can give you an answer. The answer is always in your heart, but you have forgotten it. ”

The answer is in my mind?

I haven't forgotten!

So what exactly is the answer?