Han Xiao entered the house. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info only to see a few bamboo couches, a group of quiet. A middle-aged man in white was sitting behind a stove, like a senior alchemist waiting for an elixir to be baked, looking attentively at a clay pot on the stove, and the water in the pot was gradually boiling. The white smoke slowly puffed out from the spout in front of him, making him look more and more clean and away from the hustle and bustle.

Han Xiao couldn't help but praise: "So elegant!"

The middle-aged man glanced at him, pointed to a futon opposite, and said lightly, "Sit." ”

Han Xiao sat down cross-legged on the futon. I saw a white jade exquisite teacup on the bamboo table in front of me, and there were a few young spring leaves in the cup, which seemed to be waiting for the buds to bloom, waiting for a spring breeze and spring rain, so as to bloom the fragrance in my heart. Obviously, the water that is gradually boiling in the pot is the spring breeze and spring rain that these young leaves are waiting for. However, although it has not yet bloomed, Han Xiao's nose has already smelled a trace of fragrance, as if he has smelled the secret words of spring. I couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!"

The middle-aged man glanced at him, his face was always a smile but not a smile, a calm expression that was detached from the world, and said, "You know what is the most important thing about a good cup of tea?"

Han Xiao said: "Tea." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head.

Han Xiao said, "Isn't it?"

At this time, the water in the pot was boiling, and the white smoke from the spout of the pot made a sound like a string of bamboo. The middle-aged man said: "A good cup of tea, tea is important, but the most important thing is the water for tea." Saying that, he gently picked up the boiling mud pot and continued: "Especially the temperature of the water, it is not sloppy at all, the water temperature is too high, it will damage the texture of the tea leaves, destroy the taste of the tea, and the water temperature is insufficient, and it is difficult to bring out the true charm of the tea." Therefore, the control of the heat when boiling water is what really determines the success or failure of a cup of tea. ”

The middle-aged man said, lifting his wrist holding the clay pot, the spout lowered slightly, and a stream of water sword spurted out from the spout, slashing through the sky, like a silver snake, slowly pouring into the teacup in front of Han Xiao. Han Xiao saw that a few tea leaves that had been waiting in the teacup were like fish that had been sleepy for a long time, swimming happily with the whirlpool of the water column.

In an instant, the teacup was filled, and the middle-aged man's wrist was raised, and the water column disappeared. He poured water into a small teacup with a full kettle more than two feet away, but he didn't spill a drop. Say, "Taste it." ”

Han Xiao sniffed the water vapor floating from the cup and hovering at the end of his nose, as if he smelled the fragrance of the tea girl's hair on the tea mountain in the early morning, and couldn't help but take a sip of it, and instantly felt that the pores of the whole body were opened, and a flower bloomed on the spring field. couldn't help but praise: "Boss Wenlin has been a master in the world for a long time, and he really understands life." ”

Lin Qiushui poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up, sniffed it at the end of his nose, took a sip gently, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked intoxicated, and said: "Sometimes a cup of tea is a world." ”

Han Xiao said calmly: "But I'm not here to drink tea. ”

Lin Qiushui seemed to be still immersed in the world of tea, and said casually: "Oh?"

Han Xiao said: "I'm here to kill you." ”

Lin Qiushui smiled, took a sip of tea, raised the teacup, admired the flowers and birds on the cup, and said, "Yesterday, a person from Baijiabao came to beg me to help them deal with Meng Qishan. Aren't you from Baijiabao?"

Han Xiao said: "Yes." ”

Lin Qiushui said: "Yesterday you begged me for help, and today you came to kill me...... Interesting, interesting. ”

Han Xiao said: "Killing people is indeed a very interesting thing. ”

Lin Qiushui said: "It seems that you are serious. Then please do it. ”

Han Xiao said: "I was going to kill you immediately. But since you've invited me to a cup of tea, I might as well ask you to listen to a story before I kill you. ”

Lin Qiushui said: "Do I have to listen?"

Han Xiao said: "Good tea is rare, and good stories are also rare, don't you want to hear it?"

Lin Qiushui smiled: "Interesting. I really have to listen to you when you say that. ”

Han Xiao said: "A good story goes well with tea, so you can pour me another cup of tea." ”

Lin Qiushui didn't take the kettle this time, but gently patted the bamboo table where the kettle was placed with the palm of his hand, and a stream of water arrows shot out from the spout and poured into the cup in front of Han Xiao, no more, no less, just one cup.

Han Xiao picked up the cup, took a sip gently, and watched the blue waves rippling in the cup, and a few leaves fluttering around, like a beautiful carcass dancing near the water, and the story hidden in the most hidden corner of his heart quietly surfaced.

He glanced at Lin Qiushui and said, "Boss Lin has been in Bird Spirit Town for some years, right?"

The corners of Lin Qiushui's eyes jumped, and he said, "I can't remember how many years." ”

Han Xiao said: "Boss Su Wen Lin is dashing, even the maid of the Meng family dreams of seeing you." Doesn't Boss Lin have a couple so far?"

Lin Qiushui smiled and asked Han Xiao, "Does this have anything to do with the story you want to tell?"

Han Xiao smiled silently. looked around for a while, and said: "Boss Lin is surrounded by purple bamboos and green plants, it is really elegant, Han Xiao has always wanted to have such a place, so that he can cultivate his self-cultivation." I just don't know, so much bamboo, in the summer, do insects grow?"

Lin Qiushui said proudly: "All things in heaven and earth, one thing and one thing." Pointing to a dense green plant on the wall of the courtyard, he said, "I have cultivated some motherwort in the courtyard, and all mosquitoes have avoided it." ”

Han Xiao nodded and said, "It's a pity that my cousin doesn't know this method, so she will suffer." ”

Lin Qiushui said: "Your cousin?"

Han Xiao said: "It's my aunt's daughter, called Bai Yu." She also got a lot of bamboo and flowers around the yard where she lived, like you, who knew that in summer, there would be a lot of mosquitoes coming out to bite people. ”

Lin Qiushui said: "The little girl's skin is delicate, where is the mosquito bite banned, wouldn't it be a disaster." ”

Han Xiao said: "It's not. Especially that summer, mosquitoes were rampant, and she often complained to me that she couldn't sleep at night. Even if the mosquito net was torn later, it was still drilled into by a very small insect, and the place where the insect had bitten it was swollen and swollen the next day, red and swollen. ”

Lin Qiushui said: "That insect is called 'night fragrance', just rub it with the juice of fresh motherwort." ”

Han Xiao said: "My cousin also heard this method later, so she begged me to go to the mountains to pick motherwort with dew drops in the morning." ”

Lin Qiushui looked at Han Xiao and smiled: "You naturally agreed?"

Han Xiao said: "I'm afraid to wait until the morning to pick again, when I get to the mountain, it's already too late." So I simply went into the mountain in the middle of the night, stayed on a mountain peak, and waited for the sun to come out. ”

Lin Qiushui said: "There are not many infatuated cousins like you now." ”

Han Xiao said: "When the sun was about to come out, I saw the crystal clear dew on the motherwort in front of me, and I was about to pick it, but I saw that under the mountain peak, my aunt Que came. ”

Lin Qiushui's eyes jumped, and he drank tea with a cup.

Han Xiao continued: "I thought that Aunt Que was also here to collect motherwort, and I also complained that my cousin entrusted the second master with everything, who knew that Aunt Que came to the bottom of the peak, but she stood next to a stone, looking around, as if waiting for someone." ”

Han Xiao looked at Lin Qiushui and asked rhetorically, "Who are you waiting for when you say that my Aunt Que ran to the mountain alone so early in the morning?"

Lin Qiushui said: "Who are you waiting for?"

Han Xiao said: "But at that time, I thought that Aunt Que went up the mountain early in the morning to practice, who knew that someone would come soon, and besides, it was a man-"

Han Xiao stared at Lin Qiushui and said coldly, "Do you want me to continue?"

Lin Qiushui was silent for a moment, sighed, and said, "I didn't expect to be seen by you." Thank you for helping us keep this secret until now. ”

Han Xiao said coldly: "I'm not helping you, but for Aunt Que." ”

Speaking of this, although his face was calm, his heart had already been beating. Because the next picture that day was too embarrassing. It was a dashing man, and Aunt Que chatted with this man for a few words, and even hugged each other and kissed him;

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shined through the treetops and sprinkled on Aunt Finch's carcass. Although she is middle-aged, she usually pays attention to maintenance, and cultivators are not easy to age, so what the years have left on her is only the charm that young girls do not have. Her carcass was so smooth and straight. And then on that boulder, a thrilling hand-to-hand battle was staged with the man. Han Xiao almost fell from the high mountain peak a few times.

So this kind of thing, it's not that he deliberately keeps it a secret, the key is that he can't say it!

And that man is the dashing and detached owner of Cuiyun Building in front of him, Lin Qiushui.

Lin Qiushui said: "This is the story you want to tell?"

Han Xiao said, "Is there any reason for me to kill you now?"

Lin Qiushui sighed and said, "Whether you believe it or not, Que'er and I, we really love each other." That morning, I really couldn't help it, and I was a little messy, but your aunt has been widowed for many years, and I am also a normal man, so I ask for your understanding-"

Han Xiao said: "I have always understood, otherwise I would not have kept secrets for you all the time." It's just that now Aunt Que is framed by the Meng family, I don't know where she is being held, and her life and death are unknown. I think if she were still alive, she would be expecting her hero to come down from the sky to save her. If she knew it had been going on for so long, and you were still here as a shrunken turtle, I think she would have wanted to kill you. That's why I'm here today to kill you for Aunt Finch. ”

Lin Qiushui suddenly smiled and asked Han Xiao, "What if I promise to help you deal with Meng Qishan?"

Han Xiao said: "Then I will leave you to Aunt Que, and it is her right to kill or stay when the time comes." ”

Lin Qiushui sighed and said, "Although you have made such a big detour and used me and Qi'er to force me, I still can't promise you to come out to deal with Meng Qishan, unless-"

Han Xiao said: "Unless what?"

Lin Qiushui said: "You let the girl outside in, unless she helps me do something, you just kill me, and I won't come forward." Actually, you can't kill me, can you?"

Han Xiao was still hesitating, not knowing what Lin Qiushui's idea was to ask Xian'er to come in, and what to do for her. was struggling, only to hear a quiet voice outside the door say, "Are you talking about me?" As soon as the door rang, Lin Xian'er walked in.