Chapter 293

As an innocent bystander, in summer, he was worried that tianjizi might slap Fangyan to death at any time.

Summer thought, if I were this Taoist, I would shoot Fang Yan to death. It's too much to deceive.

As expected, tianjizi raised his wrist.

His hands were shaking, but the tea in the cup was not spilled at all. Not only that, the heat from the cup suddenly disappeared.

It's a very strange scene. One second ago, the hot air was still boiling. In a moment, the smoke was gone, the air was dispersed, the hot water was turned into cold water.

PA!

Tianji son slapped the tea cup on the table.

Tea is not broken, but sour pear wood table swished and shook.

Summer scared a big jump, the body can not help but back. She was worried that Tianji didn't stop the fire and spilled the tea in the cup on Fangyan's face. She didn't want to disfigure herself because the tea was so hot. In a second, she thought that when the experts were fighting, they shouldn't pour tea on each other and tear their hair to fight against each other, right?

The tea is not cold, but frozen.

In summer, I touched it with my fingers. It's real ice.

Ovo!

the eyes that always give people the feeling of intellectual elegance in summer suddenly become like this. Such a change could not be accepted or believed by her.

Is this magic?

The golden Pu'er tea soup turned into golden ice. Under the light of the light, it was crystal clear and shining. It looked lovely.

Fang Yan was also shocked.

He knew that the Taoist was a master, but he didn't expect that he was a master.

It's amazing that he can "sprinkle water to make ice" with this skill. His inner strength can get rid of his own several streets.

Tianji son's eyes are closed and his mouth is full of words.

His lips wriggle faster and faster, then he suddenly "up" a stuffy drink.

It's not loud, but it's very harsh. In summer, his face is pale, his face is pale, his face is pale, and his Fangyan ears are as painful as a bee pecked by a needle.

Not only in summer and Fang Yan suffered, but also other guests in the teahouse were not spared.

When they heard the sound, they were embarrassed in the negotiation, frightened in the ambiguous eyes, and the smiles on the faces of those who were chatting and laughing became stiff and ferocious, as if they were discussing how to chop people for a while.

They all thought they had been hit by something, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not find the weapon object that hurt them.

They all thought it was palpitation, but they were frightened by the sudden sound when they were doing their own things.

So, one by one, they pointed to the middle-aged Taoist and swore.

"What's the name of the one in the middle of the night? Do you want to talk about quality? " This is a more elegant way of cursing.

"Old man, you're tired of living. Can you believe I slapped you to death?" This is a more courageous way of cursing. Seriously, Fang Yan is looking forward to his coming to take pictures of the old guy.

"Which dog barks in public? Take it back quickly and don't run away -- "this is the curse of self seeking death. Fang Yan can't bear to look in his direction -

tianjizi turns a blind eye to the attack and abuse outside, slowly opens his eyes, and his expression becomes bright and clear again. It's a good style.

He looked at Fang Yan and said, "Buddhists pay attention to poor fruits and Taoists pay attention to fate. Fang Yan, you and I are predestined. If not, how can you break my heart with three words and two words? Although the "break curse" is from my mouth, it is because of you - therefore, the complaint should also be remembered on you. "

Summer helplessly looking at Tianji son, said: "real person, Fang Yan also often break my quiet heart."

This kind of thing has the most say in summer. When she first met Fang Yan, she had all kinds of unhappiness. Fang Yan has a kind heart but a venomous tongue. When Feng Yuan meets him, he is almost killed.

"That's your destiny, too." Tianji son pretended to say, a magic stick face. "If there is no chance, the world is so big and the population is so complicated, how can you two sit here and listen to the wind, drink tea and listen to the wind?"

Summer's mouth is slightly open. I think what he said is reasonable. I am speechless.

Tianjizi's key point is Fang Yan, so he once again put his gentle and charitable eyes on Fang Yan's face, and Qingsheng said: "if there is a fate, you need to cherish it. Fang Yan and I have seen each other as before, and you have the heart and skills of Taiji, but you are not arrogant and impetuous. You have a noble character and a sea of wisdom. Therefore, I think Fang Yan is the most suitable inheritor of Taiji map -- "

Fang Yan looks at tianjizi with wide eyes and says," you want to give me Taiji map? "

"It's not delivery, it's transmission." Tianjizi corrected his words. That's baby, can you send it? It can only be inherited. Let's see how the ancients of other people spoke of "inheriting to the holy and unique learning". What they can use is the word "inheriting".

"Free?"

"Free."

"You just said that it's the best treasure of your family?""It is."

"What else do you say is the spirit of the dragon in it?"

"Guard the Dragon spirits of China."

"Are you ill?" Fang Yan asked with an inconceivable face. "Why don't you hide such a good thing to give it to this stranger? Pass it on to your son or grandson - Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know if you've ever had a married baby. It's good to sell it. If it's as mysterious as you said, it's sure to sell for a good price. "

"-" Tianji felt that something came out of his mouth. He didn't like to wipe it with his sleeve. He felt ashamed.

Is this the one you choose? What the hell is this monster? Can such a person really inherit Taoist culture and protect the Chinese dragon soul?

Tianjizi reached for the teacup he had just patted on the table. The cold palm of his hand calmed his anger a little.

He looked at Fang Yan with a serious face and said in a selfless state of mind, "that's the most precious treasure of China. It's shared by Chinese people. How can I keep it in private? Besides, taijitu can't be sold. We can't sell our totem and spirit -- "

Fang Yan's face turns black and says," you mean that taijitu can't be sold or passed on to his son or grandson? "

"Not bad." Tianji said definitely. This kind of thing doesn't have to be discussed.

"What can I do with it?"

"Inheriting Taoist culture and guarding the Chinese Dragon - if you have a chance, you may be able to decipher the nine character truth in taijitu. I think it will benefit you a lot in your life. "

"You give me something that I can't sell, or pass on to my son's girlfriend - the only thing I can do is play a word game, and finally pass on to others when I'm dying."

"waiting for new opportunities to come out, Taiji map will naturally have a new inheritance." Tianjizi said.

"Am I ill?" Fang Yan was so angry that he shivered. He pointed to tianjizi's nose and said, "what's the good for me? I have no advantage. If you give it to me, I have to give it to others - what if I have feelings with it then? What if I can't bear to give it to others? In that case, I might as well not have started. "

"That's taijitu, the four great books in China. Everyone's dream -" tianjizi wants to try again.

"Whoever wants to take it." Fang Yan said angrily. "I've heard a lot of such stories. A monk or Taoist who pretends to be a God or a ghost - or an old man who looks wretched, they casually hold a passing youth and say that young man, I think you are a rare and talented martial arts wizard in the world. If you devote yourself to cultivating, you will become a great weapon in the future. Come here, I have a "18 dragon subduing palms" - whoever believes is a fool. "

"-"

"are you OK, real man Summer carefully asked. She felt that the Taoist priest had been hit too hard tonight. I don't know if he can carry it.

"The timing is not right. The timing is not right. " Tianjizi said with infinite regret. "The old monk is right. Let's see. Let's see. "

Tianjizi stood up, turned around and reached out his hand to brush his sleeve. The tea soup that had just frozen into ice melted again, and the heat rolled in.

Fang Yan's pupils are wide and his heart vibrates.

His eyes were fixed on the cup of tea and the rolling clouds on it.

He reached out his hand and touched it. The heat really has heat. It's not the bad way to hide it on the street.

"When the trees are dry, spring comes." Fang Yan exclaimed. "It's a dead tree for spring."

He pushed away his chair and stood up, but there was no trace of the middle-aged Taoist.

He grabbed summer's shoulder and asked, "do you see him? See where he went? "

" No. " Shake your head in summer. I don't understand why Fang Yan is so excited all of a sudden. I didn't see him just now when the hot water turned into ice. "I'm looking at the tea in the cup."

Fang Yan Ran to ask several people and the waiter of the listening tea house, but no one told him where tianjizi had gone.

Fang Yan stood at the teahouse and shouted, "are you a little patient? Is there any honesty? You said to pass the "Taiji diagram" to me, but you'd better give me something as soon as possible - don't you want to accept me as an apprentice? How can it be so easy to accept apprentices? Their masters are crying, shouting and holding their apprentice's thighs, asking that if they can't do it once, they will come one hundred times a day, and if they can't, they will come one hundred days? Don't you know how to slap me when I don't agree? "

Fang Yan cried bitterly, and cried with red eyes, "godfather, where are you?"

PS: Thank you is your cousin's reward. Congratulations on becoming the new leader of our guard