After drinking Yang Yi's two bowls of tea in a row, the Baimei Taoist admired Yang Yi's tea ceremony kung fu and threw himself to the ground, he had the heart to ask Yang Yi for tea ceremony, and begged Yang Yi to demonstrate the remaining few cans of tea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that he was seventy or eighty years old, and his attitude was so sincere, Yang Yi was not easy to refuse, so he brewed a few bowls of tea and drank with him.

When he drank until the seventh bowl, the Baimei Taoist wanted to drink again, but was stopped by Yang Yi, "Don't drink again, if you drink again, you will get drunk." ”

Baimei Taoist smiled and said: "Drunken tea is also a beautiful thing, this seventh bowl is the last bowl, how can you not drink it?"

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled.

The white-eyed Taoist was already drunk and hazy, squinted his eyes and said: "So far, I know the appearance of the master, such a tea ceremony, the old Taoist can't beat the horse." ”

He shook his feet and shook Yang Yi deeply, "The Tao is not in size, the capable person is the teacher, I have to see Xiaoyou so tea ceremony, the old Taoist is fortunate to have three lives, please leave a word of teaching, so that the old Taoist can leave a good story for my tea ceremony." ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "I dare not take the word teaching. But I have a little poem about drinking tea, so I'll tell you about it. ”

Dao said: "Little friend, wait a minute. ”

He turned around and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the book bag behind him, added some tea to the inkstone, and began to grind the ink.

After a while, the Taoist smiled and said, "Okay!"

He spread out the big paper and said to Yang Yi respectfully: "Please also ask the son to leave a word!"

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled, "Although drinking tea and tasting wine is an elegant thing, if you are overindulged, it may not be a good thing." ”

He didn't want to write, but when he saw the pleading look on his face, he smiled and said, "Okay, drinking tea is not a bad thing." ”

The Taoist began to write on the paper with a wave of his pen, and every time he came out with a line, he read it to the side, but it was a small poem:

A bowl of throat kisses,

Two bowls of broken loneliness.

Three bowls of dry intestines, only 5,000 volumes of words.

Four bowls of light sweat, life injustice, all to the pores.

Five bowls of muscles and bones, six bowls of fairies.

Seven bowls can't be eaten, but the two armpits are used to the breeze.

The Taoist was already drunk, "Seven bowls can't be eaten?

He took the words written by Yang Yi in his hand, and after the ink was dry, he laughed and said: "I'll go, I'll go, take advantage of this breeze, just swim!"

Yang Yi smiled at Gu Caiyu and said, "Look, isn't this just drunk?"

said twice, but I didn't see Gu Caiyu react, only a thin snoring sound, and after a closer look, it turned out that Gu Caiyu had fallen asleep on the table.

Just now, Yang Yi and the Taoist boiled water to make tea, and Gu Caiyu also drank a lot, her skills were much worse than Yang Yi and the Baimei Taoist, she was already drunk, and she couldn't hold on to the tea at the moment, and fell asleep on the table.

Yang Yi laughed when he saw this: "This girl, you are also drunk!"

He drank so much tea, and he felt a little dizzy at this time, and he walked lightly as if he was stepping on cotton.

In fact, if he used his current strength, this tea and wine thing could no longer affect him, and with just a slight thought, this tea power would disappear in an instant. But if you cheat like this when you drink tea and drink, what's the fun at all?

He enjoyed the feeling of being drunk.

Seeing Gu Caiyu fall asleep on the table, he thought: "This is the back mountain of Taixumen, there will definitely be no problems, let her sleep here for a while first, and then take her down the mountain when she goes down the mountain!"

Thinking of this, after taking off his clothes and draping them on her, Yang Yi continued to walk forward.

This Ziyang Guan's sitting in the Valley is really not small, starting from the small bridge at the first level, to the tea ceremony at the seventh level, it has almost walked more than ten miles, and it has not yet come to the end.

After walking a few miles, a very narrow valley appeared in front of him, and a bush of flowers was planted at the entrance of the valley, and a young man stood in front of the flowers.

Seeing Yang Yi staggering away, the young man's face flashed with surprise, the folding fan in his hand was folded together, his hands were clenched into fists, and he saluted Yang Yi, "Lord Yang, Qingye has been waiting here for a long time!"

This drunken tea is more violent than drunk, Yang Yi is very drunk at this time, seeing that this person is dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, his face is like a crown of jade, to that station, it is really a jade tree in the wind, which is not ordinary.

Seeing that this person was not lacking in courtesy, Yang Yi smiled and said, "Your name is Aoba?"

The young man in white said with a smile: "Among the characters of my generation, they are all the beginning of the Qingzi generation, and today in order to welcome Brother Yang, I am too Xumen Qingzi senior brothers, and they are all completely out to welcome, and I have been waiting for Brother Yang for three days." ”

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Qingzi, my fiancée is also a Qingzi in Taixumen, she should be regarded as your junior sister, for her sake, I have room this time, and I have never extinguished the prestige of your Taixumen." ”

The man in white said with a smile: "Lord Yang's Qing Halberd picks the heroes, and the feat of stepping on the Jade City, we have already heard about it, but there is no problem for Lord Yang to destroy the idle characters in the rivers and lakes, if you want to destroy the prestige of my Taixu Gate, I'm afraid it's still a little worse." ”

Although this person spoke with a smile on his lips, his words were extremely arrogant.

"Can't be extinguished?"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "I can't destroy the Taixu Gate, and I can't destroy the Master of the Taixu Gate, but I will definitely be able to destroy the prestige of your disciples." ”

Aoba smiled: "Lord Yang is so domineering when he speaks!" His face straightened, and he suddenly shouted, "Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and tea are just pastimes and entertainment, and the real essence of Confucianism lies in the strategy of governing the country and the country, the strategy of pacifying the world, and more importantly, the power to suppress the hundred schools!"

The folding fan in his hand was opened, and he smiled at Yang Yi: "The gentleman is cautious, but also self-cultivation, the younger brother is not talented, I want to learn Brother Yang's self-cultivation skills." ”

Before he finished speaking, there was a flower in front of him, and then his neck tightened, and his head instantly became confused, and when he was conscious, he found that his feet were off the ground, and he had been lifted flat by Yang Yi with one hand and carried in the air.

"Why do you spend so much time talking?

With a wave of his arm, Yang Yi had already thrown the green leaves into the nearby flowers.

When Qingye was thrown into the air by Yang Yi, he wanted to lift his qi in the air and turn over, but just now Yang Yi grabbed it, and penetrated the meridians of his whole body, not to mention lifting his qi and lightening his body, he wanted to move his little finger, but he couldn't, and he was shocked in his heart, and before he could think about how to deal with it, he suddenly felt a pain in his cheeks, but he had already landed on the ground and was cut in the face by the spikes of the flower branches.

He was shocked, angry, and unbelieving, and was in a daze, when he heard Yang Yi going away, and at the same time, a voice came.

"Noise!"

(To be continued.) )