Tea, compared with wine, is less mellow but more light, no wonder those elegant immortals like to make tea. Yang Fusang placed the vase on the other side of the table on the wooden box next to it, and the empty table was transformed into a tea set for making tea.

The charcoal fire on the red clay stove is booming, there is a black pottery pot with white gas on it, next to it are four small teacups, which are made of black pottery on the wild mountain, and the white jade small porcelain jar is filled with the famous rain and fog tea in Daze, which is the style that Ah Jin likes.

The tea fragrance of rain mist tea is scattered in Meng Po Village, and the air is mixed with the smell of rain and mist in addition to the fragrance of tea. The scene in her house before was filled with the scene in her own house, and Ah Jin made tea, which is how she taught her to taste tea.

"Good tea. Lao Hei's rough voice called her back to reality, and listening to the voice, Lao Hei must have been in the courtyard looking at the pavilion above.

Yang Fusang moved to the courtyard with the tea set, the tea set fell on the table, and she appeared in front of Lao Hei, "Let's try it together! After Yang Fusang sat down, he lifted the teapot and poured it into the teacup next to him, the black pottery teacup lined with the color of the tea soup was brighter, but it lacked the craftsmanship of Ah Jin.

Lao Hei and Xiao Bai sat down with Yang Fusang, Lao Hei's mouth was idle, but he kept talking when he smelled the tea.

"Sang'er, do you still make tea? It smells good, I'll taste it first, Lao Bai, you wait for me to finish drinking it and tell you what it tastes like." Uh-huh, yes, yes, Sang'er, another drink, really quench your thirst. ”

Compared with Lao Hei's cow-like tea, Xiaobai's movements are more elegant. One side of the thumb of the right hand, the remaining four fingers on the other side, gently picked up and put it to the mouth, not in a hurry to drink, blowing before drinking, only said two words, good tea.

Yang Fusang poured down again, and Meng Qicai entered the courtyard and sat down, sullen like black impermanence.

"Don't look at me, I'm just very thirsty, it just so happens that you are making tea, I'll just, Sang'er, have another cup, I'll taste it carefully." The black pottery cup was handed to Yang Fusang, she poured the rest of the tea to Meng Qi, shook the teapot, and put it on the stove.

"Sang'er, when is your tea good, I will taste it later, and your water is also brought by you? Or is it obtained from the Lechuan River next to it, don't you look at the Lechuan River····· Hei Wuchang held up his teacup and said word by word, in case Sang Er took Lethe water to make tea, he wouldn't drink it.

Yang Fusang looked at the puzzled old black and pretended not to know. "Then I'll try it next time! ”

"But don't, Sang'er, do you know what the water in this river is? Meng Qi used this to cook the soup, it was full of tears and other things, forget it, let's go to the world to drink tea! By the way, Lao Bai and I are here to leave?"

"Resignation?" Yang Fusang, who had just joined the gang, didn't know what they meant. Bai Wuchang put down the teacup in his hand and said, "The day before yesterday, a hungry ghost escaped from the underworld, and the Hades King ordered me to wait to arrest him. ”

"How many are there?" Meng Qi, who had just sat down, got up again and looked at the black and white brothers.

"I don't know at the moment, I have to go up and see it to know, Meng Qi, you should go with us, Hades ......" Hei Wuchang lifted the teapot on the stove and poured a cup of tea.

Immortal handed in a note, and after Meng Qi unfolded the note, he burned it clean with blue fire after reading it. Meng Qi, who burned the note, said, "I'll go with the two of you, Sang'er, will you stay in the village or not?"

"I'll go with you. Yang Fusang turned the tea set away and patted the clothes on his body. Usually she walks alone on the streets of the world, but now with them, there are many people and lively.

"Okay, okay, let's four of us together, that must be the strongest one, or let's go now! Black Impermanence took the lead in pulling the team, and named it the Black and White Team of Lechuan Sangqi.

On the border of the world, the capital of Xinyuguo, two men in white and two men in black appeared, both shaking paper fans and wandering on the street. Mortal people, how do they know that three of these four people are related to their lives, but it is a pity that the mortal is born with the naked eye. Even if they are immortal cultivators, they can't see anything, they only think that they are people with immortal fate, unless they are people who cultivate immortals and are about to become immortals, they can see their identities clearly.

Let's not talk about this first, let's talk about the journey of the four of them in the mortal world.

"That, Meng Qi, can we work at night and go have a meal now!" Hei Wuchang pulled Meng Qi's clothes and pulled her.

"Meng Qi, this place has apricot blossoms and drunken laughter, all of them are good wines, how about we go and taste it?"

"Okay, if you pay for it, I don't have any money in the world. Meng Qi broke off the black impermanence's hand, went to Layang Fusang, and walked into the restaurant next to him.

The four of them were taken upstairs to the private room, closed the door, and opened the window to see the busiest street in the city.

"Guest officer, what do you want to eat? We have everything in the restaurant, what do you think you use?" Xiao Er next to him strongly recommended the recipe, and the four of them didn't read the recipe.

"Little Er, bring up the best dishes and wine in your store. Meng Qi sat down and looked out the window.

Yang Fusang has been to the world several times, each time drinking his own wine, and then sleeping in the woods, or spending a pearl in an inn for a night, but never eating in the restaurant. Today, it's right to follow them.

After the dishes were ready, the four of them sat down and enjoyed the food. Looking at the dishes on the table, Hei Impermanence was eating and drinking, his own small treasury was replaced by this, he couldn't waste it, he had to fill the pit he dug himself, who let us not beat it!

"Guest, this is the wine you want, use it slowly. ”

As soon as the wine was served, his eyes were red and he grabbed it, Meng Qi grabbed the wine jug, poured four glasses, and handed them to them.

"This is not as good as Sang'er's Baihuachun. Bai Wuchang gave an evaluation after drinking. Yang Fusang felt that it had another taste, but Lao Hei liked this drunk and laughed more, and the wine seemed to have a taste.

"Look at that. Yang Fusang pointed out the window in the direction of a room where the fleeing demons were hiding and were ready to scare the owner.

The four of them hid the smell and Xianze on their bodies, just to let those evil ghosts show up by themselves, and in less than a meal, one appeared, how much did they escape to the top the day before yesterday, they stayed for so long that day, and they didn't flee from their side.

After Yang Fusang finished speaking, a black and white figure flew out of the window. When it comes to ghost hunting, they are naturally good at it, but it's a pity that they have to miss this table of dishes.

"Why don't you go?" Yang Fusang held a wine glass in his hand and looked at Meng Qi who was eating chicken legs on the side.

"I've not been here for a long time, so naturally I want to taste it, and ghost hunting is their forte. Meng Qi continued to nibble on her chicken legs, how long had she not come, she didn't know herself, there were too many changes in the mortal world, she couldn't remember how much.

These people, although they do not have a long lifespan, they are very happy, reincarnated for decades, forgetting the previous story and starting the later story, having a different life and meeting different people.

"What about you?" Meng Qi finished tearing the chicken leg in his hand and tore another one, his hands full of grease stains.

"Me, this is your underworld. Yang Fusang poured wine and said word by word.

"That's not what I'm talking about? Meng Qi sniffed the chicken leg in his hand and handed it to Yang Fusang, who had been drinking.

"I'm coming, but every time I come, the characters are different, and it's boring. Yang Fusang pushed Meng Qi's hand and signaled her not to eat chicken legs.

"What's boring?" said the old black, holding a blue-faced and fanged demon in his hand, jumped in through the window, but fortunately it was invisible. The demon was wrapped in chains and could not break free.

"Meng Qi, you are too uninteresting, you have eaten all these two legs of this chicken, and you will not leave me a leg. Black Impermanence lowered the bracelet and restrained the demon, reaching out to tear at the rest of the chicken's body.

The appearance of Bai Wuchang is much more elegant than that of Black Impermanence, and the evil ghost in his hand is also chained, and after fixing the evil ghost, he takes a pot of wine and sits aside.

People in the underworld will drink a few sips and eat some roast chicken, which is also an offering in the world. The people of the heavenly realm also drink a lot of alcohol, and most of their food is fresh fruit honey dew and the like. But this wine is common, and today the four of them came to this world to taste the wine, and by the way, they caught ghosts.

When it gets dark, it's time for them to go to work. Black and white impermanence went to the street to catch ghosts, Yang Fusang and Meng Qi went to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to the play, and then the teahouse was closed, and the two went to the dense forest outside the city and set up a fire to make tea.

Boiling tea and coming to Meng Qi, it was calm and quiet, and the fragrance of tea appeared on her fingertips, driving away the taste of soup in the past. Yang Fusang picked up the teacup, put it close to the tip of his nose, and said, "Not bad." I thought your soup was cooked well, but I didn't expect the tea to cook so well. ”

Hearing the praise, Meng Qi's hand paused, and said with a smile: "This craft of making tea was taught by him, and my craft is not as good as his." ”

"I'm sorry for touching your heart. Yang Fusang's hand flickered, and then patted her on the shoulder. They have the same experience, and her tea art is also taught by Ajin, and now the two cherish each other even more.

"It's okay, he's just a period of time when I was young, and I'm never going to have a relationship with him, so you have to do it. Meng Qi continued to boil tea by the moonlight.

"Ah Qi, you are still young, and you will definitely meet someone who understands you and loves you in the future. Anyone will meet so many hard people, after a long time, when you meet someone who puts you at ease, this hard person will slowly fade away. Yang Fusang bowed his head, held the teacup, looked at the moon in the sky, and said what was in his heart. She used to think that that person was everything to her, a person who was hard for her, but then the person who was hard was no longer hard for her, and slowly faded away.

"Ah Qi, I am as old as you, and I once indulged in a man, thinking that he is the most important person in my immortal life, and he is also the person engraved in my bones, if I didn't talk about this today, I would have forgotten that there was such a person. After drinking the cup of tea, Yang Fusang got up and flew to the branch of the tree next to him, made a pillow with his left hand, took out the wine jug at his waist with his right hand, and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The bright moon in the sky is always there, but the oaths of the past are not counted, people are long gone, and grievances are understood.

"I, Yunwu, swear to Mingyue that I will treat Sang'er well in this life and this life, and only Sang'er is alone in this life. The blue-clothed Yunwu took Sang'er's hand and knelt in front of Mingyue, solemnly making an oath. At that time, she was Sang'er, and he was just Yunwu.

"San'er, go on. Meng Qi poured the freshly brewed tea into the teacup and handed it to Yang Fusang with a spell. Holding the wine pot in her right hand, she picked up the teacup in her left hand, this tea and wine are like two people, one has suffered her for tens of thousands of years because of wine, and the other has made her search for thousands of years because of tea.

He hung the flask around his waist and took a sip of his teacup.