Summer went to autumn, and since that day he qualified for the next round of competitions, Tao Zi lived in the temple with peace of mind.

On this day, the blue sky was like washing, the sky was cloudless, Tao Zi, who had finished making tea, chose a few old teas in the tea warehouse by the way, and returned to his residence by a clear day.

They have now been treated as one person and one house.

As soon as Tao Zi returned to his courtyard, the mustache he hadn't seen for two months knocked on Tao Zi's door.

"Fellow Daoist!"

The person who came reported his identity, Tao Zi looked left and right, and brought the person into the small courtyard.

Without spiritual power or divine sense, he can only lower his voice: "Who are you?"

"Who is the Jiang family of Western Liao, who is the Taoist friend?"

"The Gao family. Tao Zi thought about it, most of her understanding of several families in Xiliao was still superficial, but she was familiar with Gao Jingming. Senior Brother Gao, let me borrow your identity first.

The mustache lowered his voice: "Ming people don't say dark words, what do Daoists think of this secret realm?"

"No, it's going to take some time. ”

"But time is the most precious, what do you think is the most important thing in the secret realm?"

Tao Zi smiled and said nothing: "You and I are already in the temple, and it is only a matter of time before we want to see those three, why should Daoist friends be in a hurry?"

"Fellow Daoists know, but I'm going to visit the Holy Emperor's Hall at night. "The mustache has a straight face.

"Oh?" Tao Zi arched his hand: "Then I wish Daoyou a success." ”

"Aren't you going to join me?" the mustache was stunned.

Tao Zi shook his head: "Daoist friends think too much. What I can do for fellow Daoists is that today's events have never happened, so I will not send them away. ”

"You!" the mustache was a little angry, but he could only take his leave.

Tao Zi walked from him to the gate of the small courtyard, and the mustache suddenly turned around: "Are you Tao Ningxin?"

"Well, Daoyou forgot, under the surname Gao. I do not send it. ”

Tao Zi closed the door and began to boil water and make tea by himself.

This person can call his own name, and he is still a little sure, and he must have some understanding of himself.

Who could it be?

Unlikely ......

If it were Zhong Yuanqiong, I am afraid she would not call herself that, and although she has a straightforward personality and looks a little impulsive, she will not rashly reveal her identity.

The brown color is clear, Tao Zi drank it all, in fact, today's self is a little risky.

A rose bloomed in the transparent teacup, and Tao Zi tapped the side wall of the teacup with his hand, but forgot to drink the tea.

Could it really be the Jiang family? For example, Jiang Yitang?

But he is the most cunning, let alone so reckless, and I heard that after he became the head of the family, the concubines were ranked more than 30, and this secret realm said, "Those who are not the same boys and girls are not allowed to enter."

In fact, there is another person who is also very likely, such as Ren Ziru.

"Huh......" Tao Zi rubbed the sore forehead, no matter who he was, let's do it step by step first.

This body was well fed and clothed in the temple, but in two months, a face was much rounder than before, and it seemed to have grown taller.

No matter how tall he is, he is still a seven-year-old child, and he is still conspicuous among these fifty people.

Now, these fifty people almost know each other's backgrounds well, and Tao Zi's background and age are like a live target.

That mustache was the first to come to Tao Zi, and there may be many more people behind.

After all, as long as you use your brain a little, you should know that Tao Zi's performance is by no means ordinary.

But in order to enter the temple and see the three "celestials", Tao Zi was already difficult to ride a tiger.

The night passed, and the wind and waves were calm.

It seems that the matter of the mustache coming to Tao Zi really never happened.

Three months have passed, and Tao Zi's door was knocked on by several people again, but Tao Zi didn't even recognize it.

Winter goes to spring, less than Feifei.

Tao Zi stretched out his hand and felt the real and fine spring rain.

When spring comes, you can make new tea.

The tea fighting conference is held every ten years, and each competition is two years, and this year will naturally be no exception.

A new rain and a new birth.

In the temple, there is a huge tea plantation, in which the soil is planted with various kinds of tea, and Tao Zi not only picks tea, but also picks flowers.

At the age of eight, she looked a lot more open with her melon seed face with snow buds.

She put her feet on her feet, trying to pick the bunch of begonias on the branches. It's just that people are short and short-legged, and they can't be seen all the time.

"Now, here you go!" A childish boy who had not taken off the flower branch folded off the whole branch and handed it to Tao Zi, he thought Tao Zi wanted to arrange flowers.

Tao Zi wanted to thank him, but when he heard him call himself a short man, he couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Xiaodoubao!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

This young man is only sixteen years old, and he is the second person among the fifty people, except for Tao Zi, who is underage.

The surname is Dou Mingjun, and he was born in the Bihai Dou family.

A month later, after the rain, the sky cleared, the new tea was made, and the tea fighting conference finally resumed.

Different from folk tea fighting, this competition is not a three-fight two-win, but a one-fight victory.

In addition, the tea type, water, and tea set you choose are all prepared by yourself.

Fifty into twenty-five, twenty-five into twelve, twelve into three.

There are still three buckets in total.

Tao Zi used this year's Longjing new tea, accompanied by last year's osmanthus flowers, to make a fragrant tea.

It is appropriate to enter the twelfth place.

At this time, the mustache had been eliminated, and Dou Jun was still there.

And twelve into three, Tao Zi finally has a chance to see the face of the sky.

The legendary Ming Emperor and the Great Witch have finally appeared.

The Ming Emperor was dressed in a round-necked robe with a golden dragon and eighteen tea groups, and he was extremely rich and magnificent, while the Great Witch was dressed in white, looking simple and kind, but it was also fairy-like and light.

In the tea fragrance world, the Ming Emperor and the Great Witch rule the world together.

Among them, Ming Huang is the person in power on the surface, so the position is more noble than the Great Witch, but in fact, the power of the Great Witch has long overshadowed the Ming Emperor and the Holy Maiden.

And the Ming Emperor and the Holy Maiden, if the Emperor is only temporarily weakened in power, the Holy Maiden has always been the chosen mascot.

The people need saints, and the country needs saints, so there are saints.

I don't know if it's because of this that the saint didn't come to this year's tea fighting conference.

Emperor Ming sat on his magnificent high seat, looking at the group of black heads who saluted him, and he didn't know what to think, while Dawu sat on the chair under Emperor Ming, his thin lips bent, and he looked at his fingers carefully, as if he was a little bored.

"Let's get up. ”

Emperor Ming called, the tea fight meeting was also the beginning, he seemed to be full of interest to appreciate the beautiful posture of the tea fighter, but in fact, the afterglow has been locked on the big witch.

The fingers of the Great Witch are distinct and slender, and they are a pair of hands that a woman would be jealous of.

At this moment, he blew his fingers and got up and approached the crowd of people who were making tea.

There was a voice in his mouth: "Your Majesty Emperor Ming, my tea fragrant country is really a year of competition, you see, there are two children in this tea fight." 2k reading network