Shi Manxiang observed Hang Zongzhi and found that he was not joking but very sincere.

And she was a little depressed when she heard that she wasn't her first apprentice.

"Why are you so persistent, is it the first apprentice?"

Hang Zongzhi was stunned, as if he had just come back to his senses, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"I've been looking for a back."

"Back?"

Shi Manxiang and Yun Yi glanced at each other: "What do you mean?" ”

Hang Zongzhi touched his head: "I don't know either, because I only have some vague memories." ”

Shi Manxiang approached Hang Zongzhi and looked at him.

Hang Zongzhi's appearance is one of the best, and in Shi Manxiang's opinion, he can be on par with Yun Yi.

But the temperament of the two is completely incompatible.

Hang Zongzhi's body is more of a book aroma.

"Can I ask you a question?" Shi Manxiang asked lightly.

Hang Zongzhi looked at her seriously.

"Why do you want to learn incense?"

Hang Zongzhi looked at her suspiciously: "Is this question important?" ”

Shi Manxiang nodded.

Hang Zongzhi's eyes swept back and forth between Shi Manxiang and Yun Yi.

It took a while to make up my mind.

"I've been looking for a back, and that back has a smell, and I can't find it in all the perfumes."

"Then when I was in Tibet, there was a living Buddha who asked me to go to Shangri-La to look for it."

Shi Manxiang's eyes widened, this reason seemed too unbelievable to her.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but I smelled a familiar smell when I passed by you in the Napa Sea."

"Are you sure you didn't make it up to fool us?" Yun Yi looked at him with suspicious eyes.

Shi Manxiang shook her head at Yun Yi.

Hang Zongzhi lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"Zongzhi, we don't disbelieve it."

"You said I have a familiar smell on me, the smell of that back in your vague memory, right?"

Hang Zongzhi nodded: "I've been looking for this flavor for three years, so I found you in a moment of excitement." ”

Shi Manxiang almost understood.

"Did you get some stimulus three years ago that caused your memory to go wrong?"

Yun Yi asked lightly.

"I was admitted to the hospital once three years ago, but I don't remember why I was anymore."

Yun Yi walked up to Hang Zongzhi: "You don't seem to have any problems. ”

Hang Zongzhi and Yun Yi stood face to face, and the two were about the same size.

"I don't think I'm okay with that, but there's always a thought in my head that leads me to find that back."

Shi Manxiang walked between the two and separated the two.

"I already know, I think the back in your memory should have the smell of Tibetan incense on your body."

"Because I don't use other perfumes and fragrances."

Shi Manxiang looked at Hang Zongzhi and explained: "You asked me to learn incense because you want to make the taste in your memory, I'm not wrong." ”

Hang Zongzhi nodded: "Master, your comprehension ability is so strong. ”

Shi Manxiang is a little confused about the way young people praise people now.

"Three years ago, after I fell seriously ill, my brain was often confused, I really envy your head, master."

"If I'm not mistaken, your school is the top university in the city." Shi Manxiang remembered the name of the school when Hang Zongzhi introduced himself.

It's a little bit better than my own school.

Hang Zongzhi touched his nose embarrassedly: "Three years ago, after I fell seriously ill, I have been very slow to learn things, and in the end, I almost didn't get my graduation certificate. ”

Shi Manxiang looked at Hang Zongzhi's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping.

"You only remember a serious illness three years ago?"

Hang Zongzhi looked at Yun Yi, his eyes straightened, and he seemed to be reminiscing again.

Shi Manxiang motioned to Yun Yi with her eyes not to ask any further.

"No, I've always liked to travel alone, and I fell seriously ill three years ago after an accident on the road."

"Okay, it's okay, something will be found slowly."

Shi Manxiang patted Hang Zongzhi on the shoulder: "Since it was Rinpoche who told you, then you have to believe him." ”

"Rinpoche?"

Shi Manxiang smiled slightly: "It's the living Buddha you said, and you can call it Rinpoche in Tibetan." ”

"Do you know Tibetan?"

"She's Tibetan." Yun Yi replied in advance for Shi Manxiang.

"I see."

Hang Zongzhi's eyes when he looked at Shi Manxiang had another layer of respect.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the process of making Tibetan incense first."

Shi Manxiang first took Hang Zongzhi to the warehouse, which was full of spices and cypress trees.

After explaining to him the main materials of Tibetan incense, he took Hang Zongzhi to the waterwheel.

"These are the incense mud made from water wheels." Shi Manxiang squatted down and touched the incense mud in the sink.

"I didn't expect that Tibetan incense is now the only incense that still retains this primitive mud beating technique."

Hang Zongzhi sighed: "It's really mysterious. ”

"Sounds like you know a lot." Yun Yi's voice sounded a little unconvinced.

This made Shi Manxiang pull a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Hang Zongzhi looked at Yun Yi in puzzlement, and Shi Manxiang hurriedly explained: "He didn't even know why he was using a waterwheel to make mud. ”

"I know."

Yun Yi retorted with some unconvincing.

Shi Manxiang glanced at Yun Yi with a smile on her cheeks.

This smile made Yun Yi stunned, and for a moment he didn't want to refute.

This was Shi Manxiang's first smile at him after the reunion.

With this smile, Shi Manxiang said that he would accept everything.

"Master, these previous incense-making work doesn't seem to be difficult, but why are there still so few Tibetan incense inheritors?"

Shi Manxiang got up and faced him after hearing Hang Zongzhi's question: "Because the next step is the most difficult manual work." ”

Shi Manxiang brought the two back to the incense room again.

Then he took out a horn filled with spices and handed it to him.

Hang Zongyi took the horn in his hand with a confused face and looked at Shi Manxiang.

"That's the most important step, painting incense."

Yun Yi taught on the side: "You try to draw a complete Tibetan incense here." ”

After hearing this, Hang Zongzhi looked at Shi Manxiang.

It seems to be asking about the feasibility of Yunyi's words.

Shi Manxiang nodded.

After Hang Zongzhi got Shi Manxiang's nod, he held the horn in his hand and took a deep breath and began to draw incense.

Shi Manxiang quietly watched Hang Zongzhi's movements, and then his eyes gradually became surprised.

Hang Zongzhi drew a complete incense stick.

Although you can see the traces of a novice, it is very complete and straight.

They are all special beings among the newcomers who learn incense.

"You're so good, Zongyuki." Shi Manxiang praised without thinking.

After hearing the praise, Hang Zongzhi put down his horns and looked at Shi Manxiang excitedly: "Really? ”

"I don't really know if that's good or bad."

Yun Yi mentioned Hang Zongzhi's incense: "Are you really the first time?" ”

Hearing Yun Yi's suspicions, Hang Zongzhi quickly explained: "One hundred! I've only learned about it before, but I haven't gotten started. ”

Shi Manxiang took the Tibetan incense that had not yet dried from Yun Yi's hand.

"What were you thinking when you were holding the horns?" Shi Manxiang looked at him with some seriousness.

Hang Zongzhi was shocked by Shi Manxiang's sudden seriousness, and thought carefully.

"The moment I put it down, that back appeared in my mind again."

This sentence silenced Yunyi and Shi Manxiang.

They seem to underestimate the impact of the "back" on Hang Zongzhi.

"Zongzhi, you are very talented, if you study hard, your future achievements will definitely not be below me."

"But," Shi Manxiang's voice became serious, "you can't just rely on imagination to make incense. ”

"The back is something you chase, and it's naturally good to have a pursuit, but you can't rely on this alone."

Hang Zongzhi's eyeballs rolled this, and at the time of the joke Manxiang's words.

"Tibetan incense is actually a thing with more skills than ideas, and he still has to be down-to-earth."

Hang Zongzhi is much more well-behaved than when Yunyi learned incense.

Whatever Shi Manxiang said, he would listen carefully and write it down.

After Shi Manxiang told some things about Tibetan incense again, it was not too early.

"The master has worked hard."

Standing in front of the closed shop, Hang Zongzhi said goodbye to them very politely.

Then Shi Manxiang looked at the back of Hang Zongzhi leaving.

"This kid is interesting." A voice came from behind him, and Shi Manxiang didn't need to look back to know that it was Yunyi.

"It's not just interesting, he's very talented, but I've never heard of such a talented kid before."

Shi Manxiang is a family of Tibetan incense, and since he was a child, he has been influenced by family inheritance and dealing with people from other families.

Hang Zongzhi's family is definitely not a family, and he certainly didn't grow up in edification.

"Instead, I heard him say that he began to understand Tibetan incense because he was chasing his memories."

"So he should have suddenly come to his senses three years ago because of an accident."

Shi Manxiang and Yun Yi stood side by side, analyzing Hang Zongzhi.

The story of Hang Zongzhi is very magical, and this magic is also in line with the Tibetan incense with mysterious religious overtones.

The two can be said to complement each other.

Shi Manxiang suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing to meet Hang Zongzhi in Shangri-La.

"It would be nice if he could understand his story more clearly."

"You're too curious." Shi Manxiang directly complained about Yunyi.

Yun Yi was scolded by Shi Manxiang for a long time and couldn't refute.

After a while, he sighed slightly: "I'm curious about what others are doing, I just think I can help him with more details." ”

"Help him?"

Shi Manxiang raised her eyes and looked at Yun Yi, and then thought quietly.

"It's not impossible."

After speaking, Manxiang turned her head and walked towards the family who put you down.

Yun Yi, who was walking beside her, was made up and down by Shi Manxiang's attitude.

He also couldn't figure out what kind of feelings Shi Manxiang had for him now.

But being able to walk beside her so calmly now is already the biggest improvement for Yunyi.

Yunyi doesn't ask for anything now, just wants to be able to be by her side for a quiet time.

Skirting the small bridge and flowing water, walking through the alley, just around the corner.

A figure made Shi Manxiang stop.

Seeing this, Yun Yi looked ahead.

It's Yu Bo again.

Shi Manxiang sighed deeply and walked towards Yu Bo.

Yu Bo also became happy the moment he saw her, and he didn't have the disgusted expression he had last time.

"What are you doing here again?"

Shi Manxiang's tone was not very friendly.

"I figured it out, it's not your fault, I still love you.

"So can we start over?"