Besides, the three chatted all the way. Unconsciously, it was already three o'clock.
All the shops in this town have long been closed.
In the silent night, there was nothing but a dog barking in the distance
"Hey, look! There's a shop there that doesn't seem to be closed!"
He Ruoyu's eyes lit up, stopped and pointed to the road ahead.
Lin Feng and Chen Bo look over.
Sure enough, there is a small shop in the southeast ahead, which seems to be still open.
The reason why it is still open is that the door is not closed, leaving a gap just enough for people to pass, and then a lantern is hung at the door.
red lantern!
The three walked to the door of the store.
The ancient and simple characters on it - Midnight teahouse.
In front of the door, in addition to two red lanterns, there is also a wind chime.
"A teahouse with red lanterns in the middle of the night is not afraid to scare the guests."
He Ruoyu shook his head and joked.
Lin Feng stared at the teahouse and frowned.
I don't know if it's an illusion. He always feels that this teahouse has an unspeakable strange feeling.
"Since you're here, how about going in and drinking a few drinks to warm your stomach?" Chen Bo said.
"I just have this idea." he Ruoyu nodded and then looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng said with a smile, "then go."
The three entered the teahouse.
It's not very spacious inside. It's antique and surrounded by sandalwood. All kinds of furniture are full of classical flavor. On the left is a mural of "jade girl dancing". The characters are lifelike. A girl in white stands on her back, plays flute with one hand and has a slim figure. People can't help but want to see the real face.
In the middle is a painting case, on which there is a piece of wet black handwriting and a set of tea sets of unknown ages.
A skinny old man over a hundred and a half years old sat at the counter, staring at a plate of black and white chess pieces, drowsy, as if the arrival of Lin Feng didn't make him notice at all.
He Ruoyu said softly, "old man, can you make me a pot of tea?"
The old man slowly looked up and said in a hoarse voice, "the teahouse is closed."
He Ruoyu frowned, "but the shop is still open?"
The old man smiled and said, "if the shop is open, I have to open?"
"Well... OK."
He Ruoyu was disappointed.
But she was not a girl who was fooling around. She was ready to leave immediately.
Lin Feng and Chen Bo are also ready to go.
"Wait a minute!"
The old man's muddy eyes suddenly widened and his voice improved a lot.
"What's the matter?"
He Ruoyu wondered.
The old man didn't say a word.
He just stared at a wind chime at the door.
At this time, the wind chime is ringing
"The wind bell rings..."
The old man said blankly.
He Ruoyu said with a smile, "it's normal for the wind bell to ring in such a strong wind outside."
The old man didn't explain.
In fact, he has been sitting in this teahouse for more than 20 years, and the wind chime has never sounded.
Unless someone comes
"OK, come in and sit down. I'll make tea." the old man said.
He Ruoyu looked puzzled.
I said it was closed just now. Why is it open again?
When the three are seated.
Chen Bo whispered, "this old man is not simple."
He Ruoyu said in surprise, "why do you say that? I think he is an ordinary old man!"
Lin Feng glanced at the busy old man with complex eyes.
When he came in, he felt a great spiritual power from the old man.
This spiritual power is like a vast sea, boundless.
But when we explore with divine consciousness, we can't see his cultivation at all.
Then there is only one possibility - the cultivation of the old man has reached a very high level!
"Mr. Lin, do you think we should go?" said Chen Bo.
At this time, he naturally led by Lin Feng for the time being.
Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "don't worry. If the other party is really a difficult role, it's probably too late even if we want to escape."
"Good." Chen Bo nodded, feeling that he didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck. There was an expert hidden in such a remote town.
Three people chat.
The old man has cooked tea.
He came over, put away the tea set, picked up the bronze teapot and poured tea into the cup.
When the tea fell, the Buddha had a faint light, flickering in the water, slowly flowing into the tea cup and raising a light blue smoke
"Tea tasting is a kind of spiritual and artistic enjoyment. It makes the world forget the troubles of the world and feel a trace of relaxation and pleasure. Sip the fine products. The bitterness and fragrance reflect the ups and downs of life. The light and thick tea fragrance makes the world leisurely and happy, just like a sentence: tea is like life and life is like tea."
The old man said with a smile. He poured one cup for the three and another for himself.
"Drink."
That's what I said, but no one moved the cup.
The old man sneered: "why, are you still worried that the tea is poisonous? Since you are so afraid, leave quickly!"
"Hum, who is afraid?"
He Ruoyu snorted, immediately took down the tea cup and drank it up.
The old man shook his hands and laughed. "For the first time, someone drank my dream soul tea like this. It's interesting, it's really interesting!"
"Dream soul tea?"
He Ruoyu said curiously, "why is it called this name?"
"Because..."
The old man hasn't finished yet.
He Ruoyu suddenly felt a whirling Jiao. The whole person seemed to be out of the body and soared into a layer of cloud and fog. He was as light as a swallow, constantly floating and flying
At this moment, scenes flashed in her brain
When she was a child, she was forced to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at he's house. She watched children of the same age play and play, and she could only learn all kinds of talents everywhere
In high school, she had an ambiguous relationship with a boy, but the family soon found out that the boy's last encounter was said to be very miserable. He Ruoyu wanted to help him, but he couldn't help him
After graduation, she began to learn all kinds of business knowledge and take over the he family's industry step by step
After that, I met master. She practiced both civil and military skills and became the unshakable core of the he family
"Ah --"
He Ruoyu suddenly wakes up, surrounded by nervous Lin Feng and Chen Bo.
"Miss, miss, are you all right?" Chen Bo said anxiously.
He Ruoyu waved his hand and said wearily, "I'm fine, but I seem to think of something..."
Before Lin Feng and Chen Bo asked questions, the old man on the side smiled and said, "don't be so surprised. After drinking this dream soul tea, you will recall some past events, and even... You can see your previous life!"
See a previous life?
Lin Feng and others were surprised.
"You try it too?" the old man said to Chen Bo.
Chen Bo dared not disobey, nodded and drank the tea into his mouth.
For a long time, Uncle Chen's eyes became blank and empty
Memory, like a tidal current in an instant!
Back to the familiar place
Back to that night
Back to the door of the cabin
He saw the figure he admired in his daily life. At the moment, he was actually lingering with his beloved woman
At that moment, his heart was like a knife and his anger was high!
It feels like the whole world has collapsed!
He rushed angrily and fought with each other.
But in the end, because he was not an opponent, he was seriously injured and fled in a panic!
Since then, he has become a traitor of tianmeng and has been living a life of wandering and panic
Chen Bo suddenly opened his eyes.
Tears of sadness and anger fall like a spring
"Uncle Chen..."
He Ruoyu looks at Uncle Chen with worry.
"I'm fine."
Chen Bo smiled sadly.
This memory, which has been sealed by him for so many years, is still opened
Some things can't escape after all
"It's your turn."
The old man looked at Lin Feng like a candle.
Lin Feng hesitated and finally drank up the tea in the cup.
He's curious.
What will you see?
A few years ago, when I was in the Su family, I lived like a pig and dog?
Or, the so-called previous life?
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The deafening sound of fighting resounded through the blood red sky!
The earth is full of smoke of gunpowder, and the killing is fierce!
Lin Feng saw himself in a strange posture in the very high air, overlooking countless people below
These people are very small, very small, like mole ants
Some of them are afraid of themselves, while others show determination.
One by one, they were armed with all kinds of weapons, killing and shaking the sky. One group died, another group died!
The air is filled with a bloody smell!
And in the north-south direction!
A huge white tiger like a hill, with teeth and claws, angry eyes and fierce light, roaring up to the sky!
"Qinglong, I will kill you today!"
The roar seemed to come from the mouth of the white giant tiger.
The white tiger jumped up and jumped into the air!
"Qinglong?"
"Who is Qinglong? Who is he calling?"
Lin Feng was surprised and instinctively raised his arm to block!
But this lift surprised him!
Just because the thick arm is covered with cyan scales and dense!
The palm and five fingers are sharp, just like eagle claws!
The crowd below, compared with Lin Feng's palm, is only the size of a nail
"What the hell is going on?"
When Lin Feng was frightened, the picture suddenly turned!
The next second,
He has returned to the teahouse!
"Hoo Hoo ~!"
Lin Feng was panting, sweating and pale.
He Ruoyu and Chen Bo looked at him curiously.
"Mr. Lin, what do you see?" he Ruoyu couldn't help saying.
Lin Feng gasped for a long time. Then he said with a bitter smile, "I saw an absurd picture. Don't say it."
"By the way, what about the old man?"
Looking around, the old man was long gone.
"Oh, he went to rest. Let's go after tea." he Ruoyu said.
Lin Feng nodded. In his heart, there was always a strange emotion that lingered.
After tea.
The three left.
He Ruoyu doesn't forget to gently close the door of the teahouse.
In the sky, there was a trace of fish belly white.
The clouds gather in the sky like a market. Although the sun is not yet seen, it emits the smell of dawn.
In the room on the second floor of the teahouse.
The old man didn't sleep.
He stood in front of the window and looked at the figure of Lin Feng and others slowly leaving. His old cheeks were already full of tears. He choked and muttered to himself in a trembling voice:
"Lord of the thirteen God of war hall, congratulations to the Dragon King..."