"So it's so troublesome to drink a pot of tea!" Long Liexu sighed secretly in his heart, but at the same time, Long Liexu also knew very clearly that the more troubles it was, the more it showed the host's respect for the guests. Mr. Hu was a very traditional person, and it was a bit classical.

At this moment, Long Liexue was leading by Yun Sheng, passing through a side hall in the backyard, and was about to take a shower and change clothes before drinking tea.

Seeing that Mr. Hu was gone, Yun Sheng looked at Long Liexue boldly. Long Liexue thought that Yun Sheng was very fun, and the two were not very different in age. Seeing Yun Sheng walking in front, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at him. Long Liexue deliberately made an old-fashioned face.

Yun Sheng smiled, "I don't think you are a special person. You are not a few years older than me. I really don't know why sir values ​​you so much?"

Long Liexue also smiled, "Oh, is that?"

"Why isn't it? I have been with my husband for so many years, and I have never seen him stand at the door in person to take a shower and change clothes to welcome a guest. Before you came, I thought the person who came would be a white-haired and white-bearded old man?"

The old man with white hair and white beard? This Yun Sheng has a little bit similar to the skinny monkey! They are both so straightforward and unrestrained.

"Why can't you be a young man like me?"

"All those old men with white hair and white beards seem to be more capable!" Yun Sheng said, and glanced at Long Liexue. The meaning was more obvious. "In the past, many self-righteous dignitaries and nobles ran over to find the gentleman from all over the world. I have never seen the gentleman be so cautious about anyone. Not to mention going out to greet him, many people don't even allow them to enter. Even if they come in, they are basically in the front yard, and there is never a single guest who can step into the back yard. You are the first one!"

"Oh, so, sir is very capable, I'm really honored!"

Yun Sheng didn't say anything, but raised his chin and looked at Long Liexu proudly. The meaning was clearly that he didn't know what luck you had left! Yun Sheng wanted to say this. In his opinion, the boy in front of him who was not a few years older than him was quite kind and could not see anything special. When he smiled, he felt more childish than himself, but for some reason, those words rushed to his throat, but he felt inexplicably snatched in his heart and swallowed it back. He couldn't say it in his mouth, so Yun Sheng could only express it with his eyes. Yun Sheng comforted himself, this is a guest of the gentleman, I can't do it.

The guest was rude. Although he thought this way, Yun Sheng still didn't understand what the "cause of a slap" in his heart just now was. It felt like he was not afraid of the teacher's punishment? Yun Sheng was a little distressed. He followed his teacher to practice. The teacher often praised his spiritual and eye-catching and had a very high understanding, but what he feared most was that there was a "obstruction" in his heart. After Long Liexue left, Yun Sheng asked Mr. Hu for advice. Mr. Hu's answer made Yun Sheng unforgettable for his whole life. The teacher said nothing, but after looking at Yun Sheng deeply, he closed his eyes, with a solemn expression on his face, one hand pointed to the sky and the other hand was the ground!

Yun Sheng brought Long Liexue to the bathroom, burned a small piece of sandalwood with its tail finger in a crane-shaped copper incense burner and closed the door and went out. The unique sandalwood smell immediately floated in the bathroom, which was very light and much lighter than the ordinary sandalwood. Long Liexue knew that the fragrance of burning incense before drinking tea and drinking tea was "light and clear". The rich fragrance would affect people's sense of taste and smell, which was taboo by tea ceremony. However, this "light and clear" fragrance can make people relax, calm and happy. It can be said that looking at whether a person can use fragrance, one can roughly estimate a person's level in this regard. The layout of the room is very simple, a wooden barrel is emitting water, a screen, a wooden desk, and a set of clothing, a belt and a pair of cloth shoes are neatly placed on the wooden desk.

After taking off his clothes, Long Liexue sat in the wooden barrel. The water temperature in the barrel was just right. In the steaming water, there was a ray of sandalwood smell that seemed to be there and not existed. In just a moment, Long Liexue's spirit relaxed.

Before the small half of the sandalwood was burned, Long Liexue had already finished bathing. Change into the clothes that had been prepared. It was a set of ancient costumes. Long Liexue had no research on this, and it was hard to tell which dynasty style it was.

The clothes were all light white, pure cotton, small collar, no buttons, large sleeves, long swings, and a pair of wide pants and a pair of hemp shoes. They tied the belt and calmed down their mood. Long Liexu pushed open the door of the room, and Yun Sheng was waiting outside.

Seeing Long Liexue pushing out the door, Yun Sheng was stunned. Long Liexue was bathed in incense and after changing clothes, his big sleeves fluttered, white clothes and belts, his expression was elegant and he looked a little serious, and his attitude was a bit romantic. Although the clothes were new, they seemed to be born for Long Liexue. They were so suitable when worn on Long Liexue.

Mr. Hu had been waiting at Pinmingxuan. Seeing Long Liexue slowly walking over under Yun Sheng, Mr. Hu had an unspeakable spirit in his eyes.

Seeing Mr. Hu, Long Liexue gave a "arch" gift, and Mr. Hu returned the gift of Long Liexue. Both of them smiled slightly and walked into Pinmingzhai together.

When smart people are with smart people, sometimes they don’t need to say too much, just like that.

Pingmingzhai is not big, just like more than ten square meters. There are very few things arranged in Pingmingzhai, but it is truly simple but not simple. On the west wall of Pingmingzhai, a window was opened. Under the window, there was a peach forest on the hillside outside, and in the distance, there were clouds like fire. Facing the window was a wooden table, perhaps rather than a piece of tree stump remaining in the original place. The surface of the "stump" was the size of a sieve, and the roots were

The stem is still planted in the underground in the pavilion, and the part left on the surface makes a table. On both sides of the table are the soft collapses of two bamboo weavings. The most rare thing is that on the south side of the Pinmingzhai, there is a natural stone wall. A clear spring gushed out of the stone wall, and followed two artificially carved stone troughs to flow into the stream outside... The layout of the Pinmingzhai can be said to be full of the true meaning of "simple, simple, open, and quiet".

"Please!" Mr. Hu himself sat half-legged on the soft collapse on one side of the table. Long Liexue followed the example, and also sat half-legged on the other side.

"The way to drink tea is to first seek to be correct in the body, mind and mind. Liexue seems to have already obtained three flavors!" Mr. Hu said to Long Liexue, who sat straight but felt extremely natural.

"Sir, I've been awarded a mistake, and I've received the teachings of Fierce Blood!"

After saying this, Long Liexue stopped saying a word, but only looked at Mr. Hu's actions and listened to Mr. Hu's explanation. This is one of Long Liexue's strengths. He never pretended to understand.

At this time, Yun Sheng walked in with a white jade box, put it on the table, and retreated to the door without saying a word.

Mr. Hu opened the jade box and it was a two-inch brown and black tea cake. There was a label made of yellowed glutinous rice on the tea cake, with the words "Tongqing Laohao" written on it.

"This jade box contains Pu'er, which is known as 'one tea has ten flavors, one tea has thousands of realms'. It was given by Boss Liu, the old name of Tongqing, at that time. This tea has been stored for a hundred years now. Ha... He... is older than me. It was pressed by the Qing royal family in the Qing Dynasty. It was made of this best product in wooden boxes. Over time, the tea tastes will be mixed with the wood taste of the wooden box. Therefore, it is best to use a jade box, which is cool, dry, tasteless and insect-free! Today, the blood is here, and I have nothing to treat, so I can drink a cup of tea with me together!"

This is called nothing to be entertained? Although Long Liexue doesn't know much about tea, he also understands that the price of this tea is definitely not cheap. Just looking at the jade box is no longer valuable, let alone the things inside it. Ren Long Liexue thought, he underestimated the value of this piece of tea. It was not until several years later that Long Liexue saw this kind of tea again at an auction and bought the same piece at an exaggerated price that Long Liexue truly understood how luxurious he was today. Compared with these cups of tea, those delicacies, Manchu and Han banquets are considered a fancy.

If there are one or two people who know tea here and see such a top-quality Pu'er, which has been buried for a hundred years, your eyes will fall off. It is no exaggeration to say that when facing such a top-quality product that is hard to come by, even if you exchange it for ten times the weight of gold, you can make a profit if you can drink it.

The tea was brought, and then the seven things of the tea stove, the tea stove, the ash bearing, the charcoal bucket, the water bottle, the tea fan, and the wipes appeared one by one. In addition, there were tea spoons, tea lamps, etc. Mr. Hu's attitude was always solemn and elegant, and he also had his own temperament when he leaned over and raised his hand.

"Tea instruments pay attention to the four characters of quality, simplicity, elegance, and purity. All this spoon and scoop need to be carefully cared for and maintained. They need to be treated with a normal heart and respectful heart. People in the tea ceremony call it "preparation instrument". The foundation of "preparation instruments" is actually the word "respecting instruments". The tea ceremony is also the way of benevolence. The cup is also divided into three talents. The cup covers the cup, which is the sky, the cup holds the cup under the ground, the cup is in the middle, and the cup is in the middle, and the person is the foundation of the tea ceremony."

After igniting the locust firewood in the tea stove, Mr. Hu scooped two scoops of spring water into the pot. "This tea is the most important thing. On the mountains and rivers, under the rivers, under the wells, active fires need live water. The best is like water. Only when water and fire are combined can a pot of good tea with four aspects of color, aroma, taste, and aura!"

Mr. Hu's words were earnest. Although he was talking about tea, Long Liexu always felt that there was something implicit in Mr. Hu's words, and he still said it specifically for himself. After a few flashes of his mind, he was blurry, as if it was close or far, and he could not grasp it for a while.

Long Liexue was silent, and Mr. Hu also closed his eyes. His quiet and elegant expression seemed to be enjoying some silent music. In the tea stove, the flames rising from the locust firewood gently licked the bottom of the kettle. This set of things used to cook tea seemed to be a bit old, but Long Liexue, who had no idea about the tea ceremony, had no idea how valuable they were at this moment. Outside the window, the peach forest was so close to the window, and it was time for the peach trees to produce fruits. Although sitting in the room, Long Liexue still smelled the unique fragrance of the peaches when they matured. The sunset in the distance was still dazzling, but it had turned dark purple at this moment. The last afterglow before the sun set embeds the colorful clouds at the farthest edge on a golden edge.

Looking at Mr. Hu in front of him, Long Liexu suddenly had a little more insight. Tea ceremony and martial arts are the same in a sense. Both are pursuing a coordination that is most in line with the existence of "Tao" between movement and stillness. The former is just like Mr. Hu in front of him. Although not many people can reach the state of "taking stillness in movement", Mr. Hu has obviously exceeded this state. To be precise, Mr. Hu has reached the state of "taking movement in stillness" at this time. Martial arts are the same. "Don't move like a mountain" is a state that most people cannot reach in life, but when they reach this level, you will find that the road ahead is longer and farther - "moving like a mountain", what kind of thing is this

What is the realm that people can only look up to like stars? One movement is not as good as one still, one still is not as good as one movement. There is stillness in movement, there is movement in stillness, no movement or stillness, no movement is also stillness, and stillness is also movement... I once asked my father what the highest realm is in martial arts. I still clearly remember my father's words: "The highest realm of martial arts... This is also out of reach for me - there is no movement, nor is there stillness, and even the time to determine the reason why movement and stillness are moving and stillness does not exist for you. Such a realm is the highest realm of martial arts. If your "Star Break" can break through to the sixteenth level, maybe you can feel what kind of realm it is!"

Almost suddenly, the sparks flashing and colliding in Long Liexue's brain illuminated some places where Long Liexue had not figured out at all before.

I felt lighter in my heart, and the 36,000 pores all over my body seemed to be breathing. There was a faint smile on my face, and Long Liexu also closed his eyes.

The Tea House is quiet when it is neutral.

Yun Sheng, who was guarding the door, felt that at that moment, the two stone men were sitting in the room.

After a long time, the water in the kettle in the room began to boil "puff...puff...", and Mr. Hu and Long Liexue opened their eyes at the same time and both smiled slightly.

"This is a boil!" Mr. Hu's expression was always so elegant, and his voice never seemed to have rushed since he entered this tea ceremony. "The Tea Talk says: 'The soup is the command of tea. Seeing that it boils like a fish's eyes and has a slight sound, it is a boil. The edge of the thorn is like a continuous bead, it is a boil. The tung wave is a boil. The drum wave is a boil. The one boil is too childish, it is called a baby boil; the three boil is too old, it is called a Baishou Tang; if the beads float on the water surface, the sound is like a pine wave, it is a boil, which is just the right time.' So..." Mr. Hu blinked his eyes and felt a little naive, "It will take until the second boil to drink good tea!"

Now, thinking about the reason why I came to find Mr. Hu, Long Liexu felt that the reason seemed to be no longer important, and his harvest today had exceeded expectations.

Soon, the water in the kettle had boiled twice.

The one used to make tea is a set of purple clay teapots, purple-black, with a melon-shaped shaped, round mouth, round belly, ring feet, melon-shaped cover surface and round button, and curved flow and curved handles on both sides of the abdomen.

Put the best Pu'er into the pot, and Mr. Hu rinsed the water against the edge of the pot, "This tea is about 'high rinse and low sprinkling'. High rinse can make the fragrance of the tea evaporate faster, but do not rush directly into the heart of the pot!" As soon as the water rinsed, the best Pu'er immediately rolled in the water.

After brewing the tea, Mr. Hu covered the lid of the pot, "Before drinking tea, you have to pour the pot first." Mr. Hu said, while pouring the pot with boiled hot water on the pot. "The pot has a function: first, make the heat air attack inside and outside, so that the tea fragrance can evaporate quickly, and add the heat; second, stop for a short while, and the water in the can is completely dry, which means that the tea is ripe; third, rinse the tea foam outside the pot!"

After "sinking the jar", he still had to "swish the cup". Mr. Hu was doing movements while talking. Long Liexu didn't say a word, but just watched seriously from the side.

After all this work was done, the bright red Pu'er was poured into the cup, and the white smoke appeared and disappeared above the cup. It was strange that it could not smell at all.

After the blood-like Pu'er was in the mouth, Long Liexue realized why this tea can be called the best.

The Pu'er you first enters your mouth makes you feel that there is no smell, but when you let it slide gently in your mouth for two rounds, the slow tea fragrance will be emitted. It is an extremely restrained feeling, or rather an artistic conception - it is a clever and returns to nature. When it slides into your throat, the misty tea breath can slowly, slowly, from the stomach to the whole body.

Drinking the tea gently, although it was my first taste, Long Liexu still felt its extraordinaryness.

"Can you drink Pu'er tea regularly before Liexue?"

Long Liexu shook his head. He didn't have the habit of drinking tea whether at home or at school.

Seeing Long Liexue shake her head, Mr. Hu smiled, "If you can't calm down, it will be difficult to understand the wonderfulness of it. Good tea is like drinking boiled water. I observe the mood of Liexue and can feel the wonders when I drink it for the first time. It's really rare!"

Long Liexue, who had only said one sentence after entering the house, finally spoke: "Liexue came here without invitation today. I had something to ask about Mr. Mr., but after looking at Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr

For some reason, after hearing Long Liexue's words, Mr. Hu shook his head and showed an unspeakable smile on his face. Mr. Hu did not answer Long Liexue's question. Instead, he suddenly asked Long Liexue: "Does Liexu believe in fate?"

Fate? Long Liexue was a little confused. Long Liexue couldn't believe much about this illusory thing. For Long Liexue, he believed in only the same thing, strength! As long as he had enough strength, you could change anything you wanted to change. What is fate? Is everyone a puppet of God?

Long Liexu shook his head.

Mr. Hu was not surprised at Long Liexu's answer, as if all this was as expected. Mr. Hu stood up, got off the bamboo collapse, walked to the window, looked at the sky in the west, and seemed to see the gods.

"As far as the stars in the universe are as small as mustard ants, they all have their own 'trajectory', how can people be exceptional? Everything in the world seems complicated, but in fact, the beginning and end of each person's life are traceable. The saying of fate is not about what you will do, but about who you will become!" After saying this, Mr. Hu turned around and pointed to the jade box on the table. "Like Pu'er in this box, its current fate was decided when it was still a seed. Such good tea cannot be buried in the mountains and fields. It is destined to be picked by tea people and made into the best, and enjoy honor that other tea leaves cannot match. People are like tea. In this world, there are always an invisible hand looking for..." After saying this, Mr. Hu stared at Long Liexue with bright eyes, "If Liexue does not believe in fate, then do you dare to make a bet with me, now!"

Long Liexue's sitting posture was still moving. He looked at Mr. Hu, his eyes faintly, as if he had no bottomless deep pool. "I don't know what Mr. wants to bet? How do you bet?"

Mr. Hu smiled, "I wrote a word on the table. This word is my relationship based on the birth date and horoscope of Liexue plus the shape and spirit of Liexue. It is also considered the fate of Liexue. If Liexue is as I said today, then please Liexue agree to me. If not..." Mr. Hu's smile suddenly changed, like an old fox who had been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. "That Liexue will act like a little joke with you under dizziness. If there is no joke in life, it would be too boring!"

Long Liexue smiled, "Okay, sir!"

...

Yun Sheng stood outside Pinmingxuan and was serving him. He kept wondering who this Long Liexue was worth the master's efforts. Others may not be very clear about Mr. Hu's ability, but he knew it very clearly. It can be said that the things the master did when he went out had not used one percent of the master's ability. Even if he did it himself, it would be a big talent to use it...

As time goes by, the master's tea has almost finished drinking! Just as Yun Sheng was thinking about Long Lie Blood's identity outside, there was no warning, and there was not even a trace of wind...

"Boom..." A drought-dry thunder was coming silently above Yun Sheng's head. Yun Sheng jumped up by the sudden thunder, and his ears were still buzzing. July clear sky and drought-dry thunder! Yun Sheng's face was a little surprised. Fortunately, I'm brave, otherwise I would have been almost scared to death by you! Dry thunder is not so rare! Just when Yun Sheng just relaxed...

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

The nine formations were thundering, and after the sound of the drought thunder in all directions, Yun Sheng looked at the sky without a trace of dark clouds, and there was no trace of blood on his face. Yun Sheng only murmured two words in his mouth: "Nine tones...". What exactly this means, Yun Sheng knew very well...

In the room, Long Liexue stared at the word Hu wrote on the table with his finger dipped in tea. Is this my future fate? Long Liexue felt that Mr. Hu made a joke with him without any sense of humor. What era is this? In three years, it will be the 21st century. How could such things still exist? Although he is indeed different from ordinary people, he is obviously not so crazy and arrogant. What if Xiaopang and the others saw him? Those three guys must have been laughing wildly and raised their middle fingers at the same time! Tianhe might go to the mental hospital to call him, and Xiaopang and Shouhou will then be a pile of unnutritious arguments. Long Liexue wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh. Mr. Hu, who wrote the word with his eyes closed, was now as golden as gold, and a trace of red blood was already overflowing from the corners of his mouth...

Those nine dry thunders did not even move Long Liexu's eyebrows. Although the word "Mr. Hu wrote has nine strokes in total, and although Mr. Hu cooperated to thunder every time he wrote a stroke, there are too many coincidences and accidents in this world. Just like today's sunset, there is nothing strange about one more...

This is what Long Liexu thinks now.

"The Snow of the Empire" Volume 2 "Thunder of Silence" is over.

Please pay attention to the third volume of this book, "The Grave in the Halo", and wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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