Wang Ruoli, accompanied by an elegant scribe, walked into the school.

When I passed through the courtyard, I saw more than a dozen children of different ages practicing calligraphy.

When I entered the inner room, I saw that although the furnishings were simple, it was not too bright.

A big man was boiling water in a corner of the back room, and the water in the kettle was already boiling.

"Sir, I'm not lazy this time, this pot of water is boiled with firewood!" The big man turned around and said to the elegant scribe, it was the tall woodcutter that Wang Ruoli had met at the entrance of the village before.

"You don't make a draft when you lie, it's been less than half an hour since you entered the house with firewood on your back, and now the pot of water is already boiling!" the elegant scribe reluctantly gave him a roll of the eyes, "It's strange to believe you!"

"Sir Wise, you have pierced it all at once!" the tall woodcutter scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Little brother, please take a seat!" The elegant scribe took the silver kettle handed over by the tall woodcutter with his right hand, sat down cross-legged, turned over the tea set on the coffee table with his left hand, slowly rinsed and drained it with boiling water, and then took out a delicate small jade box, with a little index finger, and the lid of the box was lightly opened, but the slightest green air rose up.

"The old man of the little brother is here now?" the elegant scribe asked lightly when he took out four tea leaves from the jade box and placed them in four teacups.

"I passed away six years ago!" Wang Ruoli said truthfully, his eyes looked at the elegant scribe, and his face was not shocked, as if he had already known.

"I wonder if there are any last words?" between the elegant scribe's eyebrows, slightly expectant, his left hand straightened the teacup again, and then brewed it with boiling water in turn, and the green gas emitted from the teacup was more tender and oily.

"That's not it, the kid has never met in person, but before he died, he once entered my dream, saying that he had a fate with me, talking about his five thousand years of time, quite a heroic twilight!"

"Little brother, don't worry, my Dao has been completed, and it is difficult to reshape!" the elegant scribe raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled faintly, and brought the teacup in front of everyone.

"Mr. didn't know that since the boy was born, he was weak and difficult to raise, and his body was ill, presumably he was a poor boy, and then he taught him how to repair the sick body. The kid has been cultivating for several years, and finally got what he wanted, so he has always been grateful to him!" Wang Ruoli was a little thoughtful.

"I see, maybe it's the same disease!" the elegant scribe was slightly disappointed, and then turned his eyes to look at the tall woodcutter and the beautiful woman in the blue dress next to him, "You two have coveted my Yunmeng Qingxin Tea for a long time, right? It's rare to be happy today, one cup each!"

"Thank you, sir!" The tall woodcutter and the beautiful woman in the blue dress swallowed their saliva secretly when they first saw the elegant scribe take out four tea leaves, and at this time, the elegant scribe spoke, and immediately unceremoniously picked up the teacup and drank it lightly.

Seeing this, Kou Xin, who accompanied Wang Ruoli behind him, couldn't help but secretly despise it in his heart: Isn't it just a cup of tea! What's more, how can anyone make a cup of tea with a piece of tea, it's too picky!

The elegant scribe picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and said to Wang Ruoli with a smile, "Little brother, you can also taste it!"

"Thank you!" Wang Ruoli picked up the teacup, looked at the curling green gas rising from the teacup, and took a sip gently, only to feel that the tea was fragrant and refreshing, straight into the heart, and the whole person instantly had an indescribable sense of freshness and nature. took a sip of tea, left a fragrant mouth, moistened the heart and lungs, especially the whole heart was warm.

Waiting for half a cup to enter his stomach, Wang Ruoli felt extremely happy all over his body, like a summer breeze blowing on his face, and like a winter bonfire to warm his body, but gradually, the heart seemed to be unusually hot, like boiling water, rolling, rising, bubbling, as if it was about to burst into countless pieces in the next moment.

Wang Ruoli was shocked, his face was red, was he going to be held to death?

The tall woodcutter and the beautiful woman in the blue dress had finished drinking the tea, put it back in the teacup, and looked at Wang Ruoli with some playfulness in their eyes.

At this moment, the red maple leaf at Wang Ruo's centrifugal mouth jumped a few times, and suddenly, the restless heat was absorbed by the red maple leaf, and the whole heart returned to calm.

Wang Ruoli finally breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was open, and then he gulped down the remaining half cup of tea.

As the hot gas around his body patrolled and his strength soared, Wang Ruoli vaguely felt that his gas field barrier seemed to have cracked multiple cracks, and he was about to open another field. More importantly, the spirit is clear and calm, as if the future path and direction have been clearly palpable.

"There are four gas fields, two in one life, two in four, and four in one, which is called a dantian!" The elegant scribe glanced at Wang Ruoli with some surprise, and then his face seemed to relax, and he said with a smile, "My Yunmeng Qingxin Tea only meets 'destined people', it seems that you and I are also rare to have a fate!"

"Thank you, sir, for the gift! The kid has to try Yunmeng Qingxin Tea, and he is ashamed to say that he hasn't asked Mr. for his name?" Wang Ruoli was a little afraid, and thanked him a little happily. I can't help but slander in my heart, there is a ghost who is destined to be a ghost, if I believe you, it is estimated that it has been broken into countless pieces at this time!

"Haha!" The elegant scribe put down the teacup, smiled slightly, and said slowly, "The contemptible surname is Yun, and the grass name is Luyang." ”

"It turned out to be Mr. Yunlu Yangyun!" Wang Ruoli had never heard of this name, but vaguely felt extraordinary, "Mr. has already reached the top, why is he obsessed with the low view of the mountain pass?"

"There is a way, if you are wise and foolish, the road is extraordinary!" Yun Luyang continued with interest, "The mountain has a peak, and the sky is boundless, looking back on the bumpy road in the past, I am afraid and suspicious of being lost!"

"Crossing the catastrophe in the sky, since then the sky is high and the birds are flying, the starry sky is hundreds of millions of miles, and the road is long and the road is long!" Wang Ruoli tasted the experience of the red maple old man a few years ago, and suddenly thought.

"Starry Sky Searching?" Yun Luyang's fingers flicked the desk, bowed slightly, and fell into deep thought, "It's also an ear!"

The tall woodcutter next to him lightly touched the arm of the beautiful woman in the blue skirt and asked secretly, "Xiaoxiang, what are they talking about, sir?"

The beautiful woman in the blue dress frowned, and her tone was slightly stubborn: "Why are you asking so much!"

The tall woodcutter was bored, and couldn't help frowning and turning his face sideways.

"Mr. Yun, the kid still has something important to go to the Red Maple Mountain Range!" Wang Ruoli said goodbye, "I have been bothering for a long time today, and I will thank you again when I come to the door in the future!"

"It's okay!" Yun Luyang was still thinking about it, and raised his hand, "Xiang'er, send it to the little brother!"

"Okay, sir!" replied, and led Wang Ruoli and the two out of the school.

"Little brother, I have to come to Xiaofeng Village often to visit my sister!" When saying goodbye, the beautiful woman in the blue dress grabbed Wang Ruoli's wrist with silky eyes, and said shyly, "My sister will miss you very much!"

"Thank you sister for your love!" Wang Ruoli replied resignedly, only feeling that the jade hands of the beautiful woman in the blue dress were gentle and smooth, and they were crispy and numb when they touched her wrist, which was indescribably wonderful, and she never noticed any other strange feelings on her wrist.

At that moment, Wang Ruoli hurriedly broke free, took Kou Xin, walked in three steps and two steps, and hurriedly fled to the entrance of the village.

Behind him came the laughter of a beautiful woman in a blue dress like a silver bell.

When he returned to the entrance of the village and stopped, Kou Xin couldn't help but be surprised: "Young master, what's wrong with you?

"It's okay!" Wang Ruoli breathed a sigh of relief alone, no wonder he always felt that this village was a little strange at the beginning, but now that he thinks about it, he finally understands.

Recently, because of the red iron deposits, countless people have gathered around the mining area, this village is at the foot of the mountain, but I can't see anyone who settles, it turns out that the strange feeling is from here!

Wang Ruoli didn't want to think about it anymore, so he turned around and said, "Everyone get on the horse and go to the mining area!"

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In the Xiaofeng Village Library, Yun Luyang stood in front of the window, leaving a somewhat gloomy back.

"Ah Ming, Xiang'er, you've been here in Xiaofeng Village for five years, haven't you?" Yun Luyang took a deep breath and asked slightly.

"Five years and two months!" replied the tall woodcutter and the beautiful woman in the blue dress.

"The avenue is detached, let it be! If you forcibly intervene, it will be like pruning flowers and breaking branches!" Yun Luyang said with some reproach in his words, and said solemnly, "Do you understand?"

"Yes!" the tall woodcutter and the beautiful woman in the blue dress hurriedly bowed in fear.

"By the way, sir, I heard that the Red Maple Mountain Range dug up the green essence last night, this red iron and green essence homologous mineral deposit, it is worth a lot of money!" the tall woodcutter suddenly thought about it and said in a clear voice.

"I'm just a teacher at a mountain school, and I'm not interested in anything red or green!" As he spoke, Yun Luyang had already left the back room.

When the tall woodcutter and the beautiful woman in the blue dress heard this, they looked at each other, and there was only a faint bitter smile in their eyes.