It was dark, the shops on the street were closed, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Ling Han's feet did not touch the ground, his clothes were not stained with dust, he galloped all the way, and within half a moment, he saw a tall figure, which was moving forward steadily, it was the deer spirit man.

Ling Han hurriedly hid his body in the dark, just quietly followed, and used the "Cadre Blue Lion Sword" to lightly draw two slightly separated paths on the wall beside him, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, but in the shape of a "chopstick". It turned out that this was the special mark of the sect that Ling Han said to Wuwei, and the two chopsticks that were separated were indeed in line with the sect of cooking vegetables.

The man turned around and came to a brightly lit building, as if he was familiar with the road. Ling Han looked from afar and saw clearly the sign "Fengyue Pavilion" hanging on the door of the building.

The man actually entered the most prestigious brothel in the city of wind chimes. Ling Han was a newcomer, and he had heard the name of this "Fengyue Pavilion", and he was hesitating to go in for a while, when he suddenly felt that someone patted him behind him. Ling Han couldn't help but be surprised, because he didn't feel that there was someone behind him.

Ling Han turned his head violently, and saw that it was Jia Ren's smiling face. Ling Han couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly explained, "I'm not going there, I'm following a suspicious person here!"

Jia Ren said with a wicked smile on his face: "Where are you sobering up tonight, the willow shore is dawning and the moon is waning!, Brother Ling doesn't need to explain, even if he goes in and out of this land of fireworks, Brother Ling must be innocent!"

"I really didn't go in!" Ling Han was so anxious that his face was red.

"Okay, okay! I'm just kidding, why should Brother Ling take it seriously, then does Brother Ling want to go in?" Jia Ren said with a smile.

"Yes, uh, no!" Ling Han said yes, no, no, and couldn't help but blush again.

"It's better for my brother to go in with Brother Ling, it's just a flower street and willow lane, and it's not a sea of swords and fires, what are you afraid of?" Jia Ren said easily, and seemed to be a veteran of this Fengyue occasion.

When Ling Han heard that Jia Ren wanted to go in together, he was still thinking about that man in his heart, so he said, "It's so good, it's just that I went in for something important, and I don't think about it!"

Jia Ren smiled: "No" wants "who is here!"

Ling Han knew that Jia Ren intended to make fun of him, so he didn't keep silent. Then he entered the gate of the "Fengyue Pavilion" with Na Jia Ren.

I thought that this "Fengyue Pavilion" was like the place where those villagers in Shenzhuang said to drink flower wine, but as soon as the two of them entered the door, there was no old bustard with a cheesy face, no prodigal son with a red face and a wine-colored face, and no warbler Yanyan with a pink face and a red and green face.

Outside the building, the lights are colorful, it seems to be the willow lane of the flower street, but the inside of the building is another scene: the downstairs is only divided into a number of small rooms by the white jade carving column, and the furnishings in the small rooms are also different, there are Yaoqin, there are chess, there are swords, there are ancient books, there are eight immortal tables in the middle, there are ancient rattan chairs on both sides, in the quiet and elegant, everywhere the blue musk is fragrant. On the side of the small room, there is a meandering water, which winds to the middle pool below, and next to the pool, there is a staircase leading to the second floor.

The staircase is also carved dragon and phoenix, and there is a gentle platform in the middle, paved with green bamboo mats, and above it is a room on the second floor.

Ling Han Jia Ren entered the door, and there was only a little servant who looked like a scholar and said, "Two sons, please sit here! Wait a while!" and then led the two to a small room on the side of the first floor, far away from the stairs. There are some ancient books in the small room, all of which are scriptures and histories. Ling Han looked up and saw that the man was going up to the second floor and entered a room. Ling Han saw that there were two black-clothed men standing in the shadows at the entrance of the second staircase, and it seemed that it was not so easy to go upstairs.

In a moment, the little man brought another tea, poured it for the two of them, and then stepped aside.

When Ling Han first came here, although this place was not like the imaginary land of fireworks, he was still uneasy in his heart, and his legs couldn't help but tremble as he sat on the chair.

And that Jia Ren didn't care at all, tasting the fragrant tea, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Brother Ling, this is a hard-to-find "** tea", try it!"

Ling Han said: "Don't you let us follow the customs?" After saying that, he also picked up the fragrant tea, took a sip, and suddenly felt full of fragrance, and vaguely had a familiar taste, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's not going to the township, it's "**"!" Jia Ren wanted to bow his head and signal, but suddenly felt that it was very inappropriate, so he said: "Breastfeeding milk!" After that, his face was also crimson.

"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of this tea, and the name is also strange!" Ling Han said, he had a lot of knowledge about this tea ceremony in the past, but this tea was unheard of.

This "** tea" is extremely precious, but it has a magical origin. Na Jia Ren said eloquently: "According to legend, in the overseas immortal mountain, there is an old man surnamed Wang, who is over the age of old and has a son on his knees. Wang Laohan's body has always been strong, but recently, his food has risen, and his reincarnation is not smooth, so he is bedridden. The only son was very filial, and when he saw his father like this, he was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, so he went to the mountains to find immortals and ask for medicine. On the way, I met an old man with a childish face and a slender girl, who looked full of energy and red face. The only son thought that he was an immortal in the mountains, so he begged for a cure for his father's illness. The old man asked the girl if there was any way, and the girl said, "Not today, come back in two days!" The only son of the Wang family did not know why, so he had to leave in a huff. Two days later, the only son of the Wang family came to worship early, and the old man went out and did not return, only the girl. The girl did not see her, and said, "Brother, the medicine you want, grandpa knows it to me! After saying that, he led the only son of the Wang family to the cliff behind the house, and the girl pointed with her hand and said, "The medicine is on it, and you must go up and pick it yourself before it can be effective." The only son of the Wang family took a look: the mountain cliff was like an axe and a chisel and a knife splitting straight into the sky, the mountainside was covered with clouds and mist, and the mountain wind blew away the clouds and mist, and an old tea tree faintly appeared. The tea tree has the thickness of a bowl, and the roots of the tree are like dragons, and the roots are intertwined. The branches of the trees spread their wings in the air, like a phoenix dancing for nine days. At the bottom of the cliff is an abyss, which makes people shudder. The only son of the Wang family knew that he was going to fetch the young leaves of the tea tree branches, and he was also suspicious, but thinking of his father's illness, he decided to take a risk. He climbed the rock, his whole body was scratched by the stone edges, but inspired by a child's heart, he finally climbed the treetops, but his whole body was already wet with sweat, and he didn't care about the fatigue, and after a while, he picked a bag of fresh tea leaves. He gave the tea to the maiden and asked how to bake it, but the maiden fled without saying a word, and told him to fetch it three days later. Three days later, the only son of the Wang family got a bag of tea from the girl, and when he went home and opened it, the tea was fragrant and pleasant, and Wang Laohan was also refreshed in a coma. The only son hurriedly boiled water to make tea, and then fed his father spoonful by spoonful. Within a moment, Wang Laohan's stomach 'gurgling' for a while, and then poured out, as the saying goes: "Up and down, everything is easy; "Wang Laohan went up and down, and all diseases were eliminated. Three days later, the only son went to thank him, and asked the old man how to make this tea, and the old man told the truth: this tea is only roasted by a girl, and it has a miraculous effect. The girl has a special function, that is, during her menstrual period, from midnight to midnight in the early morning, she lies flat in open clothes, and her luck is dantian, and she works in the middle of the tanzhong acupoint, so that the middle part of the tanzhong is hot, like an oven. Place the tea leaves picked that day on the chest and rub them slowly until they are dry. This tea has become this unique "** tea". ”

Ling Han couldn't help but be amazed when he heard that this "** tea" was so exquisite.

And the little guy standing next to him also heard Jia Ren's explanation, so he came over and said: "The two sons are elegant, and my master also invites the two sons to enter the elegant seat!"

Ling Han couldn't help but say, "No, it's very good here!"

"Hey, Brother Ling, do you follow the customs! Since it is arranged by the host, I will wait for the natural guests to follow the host!" Jia Ren said and followed the little guy out of this small room.

Ling Han had no choice but to follow behind Na Jia Ren. The little servant led the two to the small room opposite the staircase, but saw that the small room was surrounded by flowing water, but there was a small arch bridge connected to the hall. On the table inside, there are four fresh fruits, and there are no flowers.

At this time, the surrounding rooms were also full of people, but they were all whispering, and no one made a loud noise.

A few well-dressed scholars-like sons saw Ling Han Jia Ren sitting in the middle of the seat, and their faces seemed to show a look of admiration.

Ling Han, Jia Ren had just sat down, and he heard a soft shout from upstairs: "Jade girl has arrived!"