Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"Two donors, please follow me. Master wants to see you!"

Wu Chen went straight to the ginkgo tree to look for someone. He saw him when he was sending Mrs. Lin off earlier.

"Trouble you, Master Wu Chen!"

Shen Qiubai smiled slightly, and followed Wu Chen with Xia Qingqing to Master Buhui's reception room, which was on the west side of the temple. The environment was quiet and the scenery was pleasant. It was guarded and no unauthorized persons were allowed to enter.

"Sorry to have kept you two waiting for so long."

Master Buhui smiled like Maitreya Buddha, but when his eyes fell on Xia Qingqing, he was slightly surprised, and then smiled again, "Congratulations to Mr. Shen on his wedding!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Shen Qiubai and Xia Qingqing sat opposite the master, and Wu Chen went to make two cups of tea.

The tea brewed by Master Buhui is much better than the previous tea, with a pleasant fragrance, but it is still not as good as Xia Qingqing's own tea.

"This is the best Huangshan Maofeng this year. I only got half a catty of it. I usually don't want to drink it."

Master Buhui picked up the teacup, took a deep breath, and looked intoxicated.

Xia Qingqing took a big sip and finished half of the cup of tea. Wu Chen, who was standing next to her, twitched his lips when he saw this. This was like a cow chewing a peony. The master's good tea was wasted.

Master Buhui drank it with a smile and praised: "Donor Xia is a true character."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master. We came here today to visit and want to see someone."

Xia Qingqing smiled sweetly and didn't bother to be tactful, so she directly stated her purpose.

Although Master Buhui is an accomplished monk, he is also a wily old woman. It is better for her to play it straight. She cannot outsmart the old monk.

"Who do you want to see?"

Master Buhui asked with an unchanged smile.

"Master Wu Chen, my secular name is Xia Mingchen, and he is my uncle." Xia Qingqing said with a smile.

"Are you Junior Brother Wuchen's niece? It doesn't seem like it!"

Wu Chen was startled. He looked Xia Qingqing up and down and shook his head vigorously.

"No anger!"

Master Buhui glanced at his disciple, and Wuchen quickly shut up, looking a little annoyed.

The master always said that he was too impatient, couldn’t hide his thoughts, and could not stand provocation, so he gave him the Dharma name Wu Chen. But he always forgot the master’s teachings and got anxious and angry easily. Alas!

If there was no other solution, he would simply sew up the mouth with needle and thread and be done with it once and for all!

"Donor Xia, Wuchen is in seclusion for cultivation and will not see any guests!"

Master Buhui did not deny that Wuchen was with him, but he did not agree with the guest. His round, fat face smiled like an old fox.

"Master, your Huangshan Maofeng is quite good."

Shen Qiubai took a sip of tea and suddenly started talking about tea.

"It's really good. I only had half a catty, and if I drank carefully, I only had two ounces left."

Master Buhui drank his tea leisurely, smiling very happily, but his words were full of hesitation, meaning that this tea is very good, but he only has two taels left, and he will not give it to you even if you ask me for it.

Shen Qiubai smiled slightly, took Xia Qingqing's bag, and took out a small paper bag.

"Master, your tea is good, but it's not as good as the tea I have."

"How is that possible? This is top-quality Huangshan Maofeng tea, and there's only a small amount produced each year. Unless you're bringing out top-quality Mingqian Longjing tea, there's no comparison." Wu Chen became anxious again.

He is also a tea lover. He has basically tasted all the good teas collected by the master and has some understanding of tea.

This donor Shen really brags without thinking, and he is not afraid of blurting out his tongue.

Master Buhui did not stop his disciple this time. He also felt that Shen Qiubai was bragging, but he did not show it on his face. He said, "The world is so big, and there are always mountains higher than the other. It is not surprising that Mr. Shen can find better tea than mine. I wonder if Mr. Shen can open my eyes?"

"Master Wuchen, thank you for your help!"

Shen Qiubai handed the paper bag to Wu Chen.

Wu Chen took it, opened it, and a delicate fragrance wafted out. Master Buhui's chubby face trembled, and for a moment he forgot that a monk must be steady. He stood up abruptly, snatched the paper bag from his disciple's hand, put it under his nose and sniffed hard.

"Good tea, a rare good tea!"

Master Buhui was like a drug addict, holding a small bag of tea and drinking it desperately, which made Wuchen, who was standing beside him, extremely envious.

"Master, I'm going to take a bath!"

Wu Chen advised in a low voice that he planned to make two cups, one for him and one for the master, which would be just right.

"Let's go soak!"

Master Buhui stuffed the tea leaves into his disciple's hand, and Wuchen hurried to make tea. From behind came the master's instructions: "Just make one cup!"

There is only so much tea leaves available, so you have to drink it sparingly.

Wu Chen paused slightly, pretending not to hear, and went to the outer room to make two cups of tea. For a moment, the fragrance of tea filled the air and drifted into the inner room. Master Buhui could no longer sit still. His big fleshy nose twitched from time to time, and his mouth was drooling.

This tea is so wonderful just by smelling it, wouldn’t it be even better when you drink it!

"Master, drink tea!"

Wu Chen brought in a cup of tea, placed it in front of the master, and went to the outer room to drink his cup.

The master and the disciple, one outside and the other inside, were both holding a cup of tea and were immersed in self-absorption.

Shen Qiubai and Xia Qingqing smiled at each other and did not disturb the master and disciple. It would be absolutely safe to meet Xia Mingchen today.

No one can escape the temptation of space spiritual tea, not even great monks.

Ten minutes later, Master Buhui finally came back to his senses. He drank half a cup of tea and felt the wonderful effect. His ears and eyes were clear and his mind was refreshed. He had received many guests in recent days, which made him feel a little tired. After drinking the tea, he immediately felt refreshed.

“Is this spiritual tea?”

Master Buhui took another sip and asked tentatively.

Only the legendary magical tea has such effect.

But this is just a legend, no one has ever tasted it personally. Master Buhui never thought that he would be able to drink the magical tea in his lifetime. What a blessing!

"Master, you have extensive knowledge. This is indeed a magical tea."

Xia Qingqing nodded and said with a smile: "This is the wild tea tips from the mountain tops that gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and some rare medicinal materials are added, and it is stir-fried using a special process. Drinking this tea for a long time can strengthen your body and prolong your life."

She borrowed Zhuang Hongye's slogan, but toned it down a bit. Master Buhui is well-informed and not so easy to fool, so she has to be more reserved.

"Mr. Shen is right. Compared with this tea, my Huangshan Maofeng is indeed far inferior."

Master Buhui finished the tea in the cup and asked Wuchen to add some more water. Although the tea was much weaker, it was still much better than his top-quality Maofeng tea. The master planned to chew even the tea leaves after drinking the tea so as not to waste them.

"Master, here are two taels."

Xia Qingqing took out a bag of tea and placed it on the table, but did not move it in front of the master. Instead, she looked at the master with a smile.

Master Buhui was very understanding and said with a smile: "Wuchen is a lay disciple, and his worldly ties have not yet been resolved. Although he is in seclusion for cultivation, he cannot stop his relatives from visiting. I will ask Wuchen to call them."

"Wu Chen, ask your Junior Brother Wu Chen to come see my niece!"

Master Buhui called out to the outside.

"Yes!"

Wu Chen's voice was a little unclear and he coughed. He drank the tea too quickly and choked.

He drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, ate all the tea leaves, and trotted off to call for help.