The legendary creator of the system

Chapter 32 White Robe and White Hair

However, after listening to Xiang Yu's analysis, one of them suddenly said, "According to what you said, the sudden disappearance of Leng Yueshuangdao may have something to do with King Qin."

"That's not necessarily true. Who wouldn't want a treasure like Leng Yueshuang Knife?"

Almost at the same time, someone retorted.

When everyone said this, the topic suddenly changed, and they began to discuss various rumors about Leng Yueshuang knife.

It is said that this knife is forged from the ice on the Qianzhang mountain peak, and ordinary people, let alone use it, can freeze into an ice sculpture just by touching it.

It is also said that this knife kills people invisible, and its weak cicada wings can quickly absorb the blood in the victim's body. Therefore, the corpses that often die under this knife are solid on the outside and empty on the inside!
In short, each has its own reasons, and each has its own rumors, which are so varied that people can't tell the difference between hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

Anyone who practiced martial arts would be tempted to hear about the magic weapon.

The same is true for the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

I can't wait to take this knife and practice it.

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, the thick-browed and big-eyed boy immediately took out the money and put it on the table, and said loudly: "I have to leave beforehand, today's meal is mine."

"Thank you so much sir!"

Everyone immediately thanked them in unison.

The boy also returned the salute, and then left the tavern with big strides amidst the cheers of the crowd.

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"Shop, build a pot of hot tea, and I'm bringing you some special side dishes. It's best to bring a few catties of cooked beef!"

Just as the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes left, a figure in a white robe sat directly in his place...

"Okay, sir, wait a minute!"

Just as the owner of the white-robed figure finished speaking, the shopkeeper immediately responded...

The owner of the figure in the white robe is about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a weapon pinned to his waist, which looks like a scimitar, and there is a faint chill coming from it...

"Here, your tea!"

As soon as the white-robed figure sat down, Xiaoer at the side handed over a pot of steaming tea...

However, the moment the tea was served, a white-haired figure sat directly in front of the owner of the white-robed figure...

"Hahaha, why did Mr. Mo come to such a place?"

The owner of the white-robed figure gently picked up the teacup and poured himself a cup without lifting his head...

"Hehe, you are so powerful, you can tell you are old from such a distance!"

The white-haired old man laughed lightly...

The owner of the white-robed figure is also smiling...

"Don't be joking, Mo. In the whole world, you are the only one who likes to drink that white jade bitter tea. I still can't smell your question!"

The owner of the white-robed figure exaggerated deliberately: "There is a strong smell of bitter tea from far away!"

"Hey...you can't blame me for being old!"

The old man stroked his beard: "I don't want fame or profit all my life, but I prefer the taste of this bitter tea. It's bitter before it's sweet. There's nothing like this in life!"

After finishing speaking, the old man's face could not help showing an extremely intoxicated look...

"Hahaha, I've known about Mo Lao's taste for a long time, and the top-quality white jade bitter tea just arrived from Chashan, come and taste it!"

The owner of the white-robed figure smiled faintly, and took out a small but extremely fine jar from his arms while talking.

"The best white jade bitter tea!"

When the old man heard it, he yelled suddenly: "Hurry up, make it, make it, I never thought that I would be able to drink this kind of tea one day!"

While speaking, the old man got up and walked to the side of the owner of the white-robed figure, snatched the teapot away, and took the boiling spring water for himself to soak...

The owner of the white-robed figure could only smile helplessly...

The old man is like this, he can't walk when he encounters good tea...

However, I have to say that the old man's skill in making tea is still very good, and there are all kinds of steps!

After a while, the old man carefully poured out the first cup of turbid tea, and then poured scalding hot water on it again...

As soon as the scalding hot water poured into the cup, those dry tea leaves suddenly fluttered up and down in the water like startled butterflies, and the curly leaves gradually unfolded. , you can see their dark veins.The foam on the water dissipated, and the floating tea leaves stretched and stretched, and then slowly settled one by one, just like the leaves falling in various postures in autumn, only appearing more leisurely and calm.After the tea leaves fall to the bottom of the cup, some will still stand upright, swaying gently with the fluctuation of the water.The bottom of the cup gradually became smoky.The smoky yellow color became thicker and thicker, diffused, and dyed the entire glass of water...

In this way, after waiting for a while, the first cup of new tea was finally completed!

The owner of the white-robed figure picked up a cup and took a sip. In an instant, an unspeakable bitter taste rushed to his face, but after a while, his internal organs were instantly filled with traces of it. Refreshing fragrance...

"There are three ways to drink tea. The first way is bitter like life, the second way is short and sweet like love, and the third way is light like a breeze."

Putting down the teacup, the owner of the white robe suddenly spoke slowly...

"That's right, that's right, I didn't expect that Young Master would have such a high level of tea ceremony comprehension!!!"

The old man smiled, and naturally he poured himself a glass immediately.

The teacup is neither too big nor too small, just enough to enjoy the bitter and then sweet fragrance of the white jade bitter tea slowly so as not to drink it in one sip...

"It really is authentic white jade bitter tea!!!"

The old man took a sip and immediately enjoyed it...

At this moment, there are colorful flowers falling outside the teahouse, so it is a good time to enjoy tea...

"Young master, how about the knife..."

The next moment, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and drank the bitter tea in the cup...

"The sword is not bad. Leng Yue is the clan's sword of the Xiongnu clan. It cuts iron like mud. Even if it is against Xianyang Palace, Yingzheng's Tianwen is not weak at all!"

"Hehehe, I am afraid that only the young master dares to call Yingzheng by his name so directly!"

"Tian Wen is the number one existence among the Hundred Swords of the world. No one in the world knows how sharp he is. Although the Leng Yueshuang Knife is the treasure of the Xiongnu, if it is compared with Tian Wen, it will definitely be inferior!"

The old man retorted.

"Okay, you and I don't talk about these things as soon as we see each other, have you done what I ordered?"

The owner of the white-robed figure suddenly changed his voice.

"It's done, Wei Zhuang has arrived at the Mohist Trick City, and he is sending a large army and his quicksand guards to attack..."

The old man replied slowly.

"However, the Mohist mechanism city is too strong, and they can't break it in a short time..."

"Naturally, the Mohist's organ city can only be outsmarted and cannot be attacked by force!"

The owner of the white-robed figure smiled slightly and said.

(End of this chapter)