But the old man didn't know...... If the girl really wanted to know, she would have asked the girl that week in person...... "The old man could hear that it was a different girl, and just smiled."

Zhu Ying nodded and didn't ask again. She looked at Azu, who was sitting on the side, but she had some thoughts.

Is there a fate......

After the girl retreated that week, an old man came up, with gray hair and a mole on his cheek, which was very eye-catching, but he opened his mouth and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, which said: "I said ...... last time."

This should be the storyteller of the teahouse. Azu is no stranger to storytellers, in his memory, although he did not see it in the teahouse, under the overpass, or in the idle place, there was often such a storyteller, who could babble for a long time without repeating it with only a pot of tea.

In this teahouse, there should be no shortage of tea, but I don't know if this storyteller is as interesting as the usual storyteller.

The pastry had already arrived, and Azu just took a piece for himself and crunched it.

The storyteller was not so excited, but just shook his head a little, as if he was reciting a book: "Then Yin Xi saw a cloud of purple gas in the East, like smoke, and there was a saint in the Tao......"

"He was shocked, he went out of the grass building, and looked from afar outside the Hangu Pass, only to see a shadow, which actually came from the sky, and the purple qi was the auspicious cloud driven by the shadow......"

Yin Xi knew that the shadow was most likely a saint, so he knelt down to greet him, and waited for an hour before the purple cloud floated in front of him, and then he could see clearly that above the purple cloud was a two-zhang tall green ox, standing among the clouds, as if stepping on a divine boat!

And on top of the green ox, there was an old man, who had gray hair, and sat on the back of the green ox, but he closed his eyes and recuperated, and he did not panic at all. Yin Xi was just a pilgrim, and he kowtowed ninety-nine times in a row, and the green cow slowly fell, and the cow's hooves fell into the void, and it was actually a lotus step by step!"

Only then did I see the green cow fall to the ground, and the old man opened his eyes, and there was a trace of chaos in his eyes. Yin Xi set up a banquet and wanted to wash the dust for the old man, but the old man shook his head and refused......"

Yin Xi originally wanted to ask for a masterpiece, but when he saw the old man refuse, he sighed that his wish could not be fulfilled, but he saw that the old man seemed to have read through his thoughts, and just stretched out one hand and painted in the void. It turned out to be a creature out of thin air, turning into a divine book......"

Yin Xiwu looked at the divine book, only to see the golden light, and when he came to his senses, the green cow and the old man were gone. In astonishment, the golden light on the divine book that I had just read dissipated, and I only saw three wonderful big characters......"

"Tao Te Ching!"

After the storyteller finished speaking, he calmed down. This storytelling is like the singing, round after round, and finally when it comes to the climax, it is not qualified if you don't speak it......

This is the story of Lao Tzu's letter to Guguan in the west...... Lao Tzu once had an epiphany, and saw that the Great Zhou was already in the twilight, and it was about to be destroyed soon...... So he went west, to travel around this world. And Yin Xinai is the guardian of Nahan Guguan, and when he saw that Lao Tzu was extraordinary, he wanted to ask for a pair of calligraphy and paintings...... And Lao Tzu left a long essay of more than 5,000 words, which is the masterpiece of the ages - Tao Te Ching.

If you want to say it in general, it will definitely not attract the interest of the audience, and only such mythologization can make the storytelling more vivid and interesting...... And the authenticity of this story alone is also debatable. is the green cow walking, writing 5,000 words a day, all of which are mythical, and if you use common sense, it is a little unrealistic......

Looking at those tea customers, most of them are a little interested. The storyteller was satisfied, but he said another paragraph: "Then Yin Xi got the Tao Te Ching, and felt that it made a lot of sense, so he ......"

Before he could continue, he was interrupted by a child's voice: "Where did the old bull rider go?"

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, and looked at the source of the voice—he could actually see the tea guests on this high platform. In the elegant seat where the voice was heard, it was just a child eating pastries, and a very handsome girl. But it was the little one who asked.

The child was interested in this storyteller, and the storyteller was naturally willing to answer: "The old man who rode the bull is Lao Tzu, and he went outside the Hangu Pass to travel around the world......

"Then do you know where he went?"

Azu asked again, but he asked the storyteller.

"This ...... I don't know...... After Lao Tzu came out of Hangu Pass, no one knew, he was an immortal, so he naturally had such means......"

Azu nodded, but asked again: "Then do you know what the immortals do?"

The storyteller thought for a moment, but replied, "Immortality and omnipotence, probably so......"

Immortals......

Azu secretly yearns in his heart. He did not yearn for the legendary immortality, because he vaguely felt that immortality also had the sorrow of immortality, but he longed for the other methods of the immortals...... Just like the creature out of thin air, with the ability to resist the void......

His heart is good, just like the saying that at the beginning of the man, his nature is good...... He is not a Buddha, he is not a saint, he can't have compassion for all things in the world, and he can also play and kill one or two small insects, but when he really sees a fresh life leaving in front of him, he can't do it without fluctuations...... This is also the reason why he wants to kill King Nawen......

If you are an immortal, can you relieve the suffering in this world......

Seeing that he didn't ask any more, the storyteller breathed a sigh of relief and just continued to talk about his book.

Azu pondered, and Zhu Ying also looked at him in a daze and didn't interrupt him. Suddenly, someone interrupted, but it was the second child who came.

Zhu Ying was puzzled, but Xiao Er smiled: "The store has a ...... please."

These words interrupted Azu's thoughts, and when he saw the little er, he asked, "Why did you invite us?"

Xiao Er shook his head: "It's not to invite you, but to ask Gongzi to ...... you alone."

"Please leave me alone?" If it is a child, it is naturally Azu, who is a little curious.

"Childe will know when he goes to the second floor......"

Azu and Zhu Ying looked at each other, thinking that there was no problem, Azu stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth again, and then walked to the second floor with Na Xiaoer, leaving Zhu Ying alone to drink tea in the same place.

The second floor should be closed to the public, and the ladder can only be passed by one person...... Fortunately, Azu was agile and went up easily.

On the second floor, I found that the decoration style was more elegant than the first floor. However, although the second floor is large, there are only two elegant seats in the middle, but I can see that there is a figure sitting in one of the elegant seats, which should be the shopkeeper in the little two.

Xiao Er bowed back, and Azu approached with his mouth shut, only to see that the store was the girl of the week, but she didn't hide her face with a veil, but she showed her true appearance.

Azu originally thought that this girl was just the signature tea master of this teahouse, but he didn't expect that she was the owner of this teahouse...... But come to think of it, if her tea skills are really so amazing, she is naturally unwilling to be someone else's tea master.

Looking closely, the girl's appearance this week can only be said to be ordinary, not particularly amazing, and there is no difference from ordinary girls. It's just that on the small table in front of her, there is also the tea set from before, and it looks a little different.

If you are about to use a word to describe her, Azu thinks of the poetry sister of the Tong family, who is a talented woman.

Miss Zhou smiled lightly, but she didn't despise this child. Just stretched out his jade arm: "Childe, please take a seat." ”

The voice was a little ethereal, which made Azu feel a little inexplicable. I swallowed the pastry and sat down in the seat, but I saw that the girl began to make tea that week.

This time the tea is not as good as the previous downstairs time, but the most simple way to moisten the cup and pour the tea. After a while, some of the warm tea was pushed in front of Azu.

Azu looked at it and was curious: "Why are you different this time?"

"The previous time was a performance, but this time it's really making ......tea," Ms. Zhou explained, but she motioned for Azu to use tea.

Azu looked at the faint tea in the cup, which was a little different from the big red robe mother tree seen in the long forest - most of the tea in the long forest was darker, probably because of the quality of the tea leaves, which made the tea particularly rich, but this cup of tea was not much darker than the color of the water......

It's just that Azu didn't know much about these teas, so he picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, and frowned.

"How? What is the difference between the tea from other tea masters?" Seeing that Azu frowned, Miss Zhou smiled and asked curiously.

"Tea is the same taste in my mouth, I can't drink it good or ......bad," Azu muttered, but it made Miss Zhou dumbfounded.

In fact, Azu didn't say anything about it, that is, he practiced the Wuxiang Gong every day, and he relied on the teacup to practice, but when he saw the teacup, he was a little disgusted, let alone let him drink tea...... When you come to this teahouse, you just find a place to eat nearby, not for the tea art...... The tea that Zhu Ying ordered, he just regarded it as something to quench his thirst, in a sense, in his eyes, it was not as good as the boiled water.

"That's what I was abrupt......" Miss Zhou bowed her head, not annoyed, but smiled happily.

"Why did you invite me here just to drink your tea?" Azu put down the teacup and looked at the girl Zhou who was seated opposite. "By the way, I just heard that only people who are destined can drink the tea you drink yourself......"

Miss Zhou smiled and nodded: "Since this is the case, the son is my destined person......"

Azu looked up at the girl's bright eyes that week, and was even more puzzled: "Why am I your destined person, what kind of fate is it?"

Miss Zhou didn't answer positively, and it was a disagreement.

"Fate is fate, and what can be fate......

Azu was a little confused, but this teahouse that he entered by chance encountered such a strange thing...... Of course, if it is a fate for no reason, he naturally does not believe it.

But seeing Miss Zhou, she smiled and said, "If you really say it's fate...... Have you ever heard of the Queen's Gate?"