Fairy Tea Temple Notes

Early in the morning, Ke Shicheng was drinking soy milk in He Qing's living room, and there was a plate of steaming steamed buns just bought on the table.

He Qing is a person who even cooks his own breakfast. He Qing makes soy milk, and Ke Shicheng buys steamed buns downstairs.

The two focused on breakfast tacitly, Ke Shicheng drank the fragrant soy milk, hiding his contented mood under his expressionless face.

We had supper together last night, and for some reason, we agreed to He Qing to come to his house to drink soy milk in the morning.Ke Shicheng's "hands-on" ability is strong, and he is limited to fighting skills. If he is asked to cook, he won't even eat Xiaohui.

"quack"

Xiao Hui flapped its wings twice, in front of it was a celadon teacup with soybean milk in it.It is small, and the tableware is not serious, either a saucer or a teacup.

While drinking soy milk, he pecked at the steamed buns, leaving a few cute paw prints on the black rice buns with his little paws.

Xiao Huang lay on the ground, licked the soy milk, and drank most of the plate. He had no interest in steamed buns, and was quite disgusted.

One beast and one bird, one table, one table foot, live in peace.When everyone was full, He Qing cleaned up the tableware, Xiao Hui suddenly tried to peck Xiao Huang, and was chased by Xiao Huang all over the living room and fled.

Little Gray's feathers haven't fully grown yet, and he's fat. He flutters up to the TV cabinet to avoid "chasing and killing" on it.Xiao Huang jumped into a beautiful lion jump, but his body did not jump onto Xiao Hui, hanging in mid-air, hanging on a wrist full of strength.Xiao Huang turned his head and saw the vicious and powerful Taoist priest, so he had to make an wailing sound to ask He Qing for help.

He Qing smiled and rescued it from Ke Shicheng's grasp, hugged it in his arms, and stroked its furry head to comfort it.

Xiao Huang shows up for a very short time every day, unlike Xiao Hui, who comes out as soon as he is summoned, and is full of air.However, Xiao Huang came from his own will, he did not form a bond with He Qing, so he didn't need to listen to He Qing's call.

Ke Shicheng put Xiao Hui on his shoulder and took Xiao Hui out, ordinary people couldn't see Xiao Hui.Xiao Hui happily croaked on Ke Shicheng's shoulder, and kept croaking in the carriage.No one around can hear its ugly "singing voice", only Ke Shicheng and He Qing can hear it.Ke Shicheng freed one hand, chanted a spell, and called Xiao Hui back.Leisurely put her hands back on the steering wheel, and the corners of Ke Shicheng's mouth slightly raised.His smirk fell into He Qing's eyes, and He Qing thought that he was not facial paralyzed.

The car drove out of the small town and climbed up to the south peak of Fengyi Mountain. The scenery along the way was beautiful and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.He Qing sat comfortably in the co-pilot, poking his phone, seeing a customer coming in, and quickly typed on Qianniu: "Dear, how can I help you?" and sent a cute emoji.

He Qinghan will go to earn some extra money during the summer vacation. As a good young man who can't stay idle and loves to save a small amount of money, he recently worked part-time as a customer service at the Tmall store of his friend's old official.

Old officials sell Tieguanyin, Jinjunmei, Lapsang Souchong, and Wuyi rock tea.

On the way up the mountain, He Qing made an order, verified the address with the customer, and sent a quick phrase: "Thank you for your patronage, and I wish you a happy life!"

He Qing lowered his head and smiled, although the commission was not much, the process was quite interesting and he also had a small sense of accomplishment.

Ke Shicheng glanced at He Qing and knew that He Qing was selling tea online.

"Ke Daochang, what's your mobile phone number? I'll add you on WeChat."

He Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at Ke Shicheng. Ke Shicheng thought about it and gave He Qing his phone number.Last time at the Taoist temple, two lovely girls asked him: Taoist priest, can I add you on WeChat?Ke Shicheng said indifferently: There is no WeChat.

The car parked on the lawn on the mountainside, and Ke Shicheng and He Qing set foot on the stone path to the Taoist temple.It was still very early at this time, and people who went to work rushed onto the road.

When Ke Shicheng opened the door of the Taoist temple, a gust of wind blew up and stirred his clothes, and he felt a sense of detachment for a moment.Ke Shicheng is a clothes hanger, he looks good in anything.He basically wears secular attire on weekdays, and only changes into Taoist scarves when doing things.

Every morning, Ke Shicheng will water the ancient tea trees, just like a daily compulsory course.

He carried the bucket and climbed up the cliff, making big strides, but not a single drop of well water came out.He Qing stood by the well and looked up. He visually inspected this cliff. Few people can climb it, unless they are mountaineering enthusiasts and bring complete tools. It is no wonder that the old tea trees grow silently on it without being stripped of their leaves. — very valuable.

He Qing looked at Daoist Ke's heroic figure as well as the old tea tree.The tall tree crowns and twisted branches may be hundreds of years old.

Click, He Qing took another photo and wanted to share it with the old officer, but the image was still not generated, and the photo was a mess.How dull and clear, I also feel strange, why can't I take pictures.

He Qing took several pictures in a row, and at the last moment he realized that this must not be an ordinary tea tree.

It turned out to be the case.

He Qing felt relieved, since he couldn't take pictures anyway, so he didn't need to take pictures.He Qing squatted down to tie his shoelaces, and was startled by a small snake crawling up beside him.

He has always been afraid of snakes and almost jumped.After taking a second look, I realized that it was a four-legged snake, which looked inexplicably cute.

The whole body is blue and yellow, the four paws are reddish, and there is a red mark on the head.He Qing has seen four-legged snakes before, but he has never seen such a strange appearance.

The four-legged snake crawled around the well, looking up from time to time, and He Qing felt that it seemed to be looking at the tea tree.

Ke Shicheng had already come down from the cliff at this time, and when he landed, he deliberately avoided the four-legged snake. He looked at this little thing, and seemed a little helpless.

"Ke Daochang, there are no tea trees on the cliff?"

He Qing looked up at the green and beautiful tea trees under the blue sky, feeling a little sad.

"There used to be a tree that was destroyed by fire 30 years ago, and what you see is its afterimage."

Ke Shicheng was no longer surprised that He Qing could see it, as He Bufu's grandson, He Qing obviously inherited He Bufu's ability.

"Then is it still alive?"

It's not dead yet, or there are afterimages, Daoist Ke has to water it every day.

Ke Shicheng nodded.

The two lifted their feet to leave the well, and suddenly the four-legged snake jumped up to Ke Shicheng, raised its front paws, as if begging.Ke Shicheng said helplessly: "This tree has been destroyed, and there is nothing I can do to help it. You don't have to come here again."

The four-legged snake lowered its paws in frustration, turned around to leave, and turned around again.He Qing didn't know what it was begging for, and he wasn't surprised that it wasn't an ordinary four-legged snake.

Finally, the four-legged snake crawled away, and it seemed very sad to see it leave.

"Master Ke, is it asking you for something?"

"tea."

Ke Shicheng said helplessly.The immortal tea Taoist temple without the immortal tea tree is like a soulless Taoist temple. It is now an ordinary Taoist temple.

"What is it asking for tea?"

"It's a male land snake, and it must have come to beg for tea to heal its wounds."

He Qing said "Oh", although this kind of thing is amazing no matter how you think about it, it turns out that there really is a land male snake.

When he was a child, he heard from his grandmother that he should not kill the land male snake when he encountered it. This kind of snake has spirituality.It is called the Earth God Snake because this kind of four-legged snake often lives in the Earth God Temple.

No one would believe the strange things that He Qing saw with his own eyes, and what Ke Shicheng said to him, but they knew each other that it was true and not false.

It feels good to have someone who can share and trust each other, He Qing thought.

In the early morning at the Taoist temple, apart from watering and sweeping the floor, and reciting scriptures, Ke Shicheng also practiced martial arts.

He Qing sat beside the stone table, accompanied by Xiao Hui, he quietly watched Ke Shicheng practice the sword.One move after another, Xiao Hui repeated on the stone table, as if learning, quite interesting.

Ke Daochang was vigorous and elegant, and the Tai Chi sword was in his palm, making the sound of the sword.He Qing was completely fancied, taking advantage of Daoist Ke not paying attention, He Qing secretly took a few photos, satisfied.

"Quack!" Xiao Hui yelled twice, drawing He Qing's attention to himself, He Qing applauded and said, "Xiao Hui is also great!"

He Qing never figured out what kind of bird Xiao Hui was, and the young birds seemed to look about the same.

In the leisurely early morning, after watching Ke Shicheng dance a set of sword skills and walking towards him, He Qing suddenly blushed. Just now, when he was taking advantage of Ke Shicheng's sword dance, he often looked at his chest and waist.

Pretending to be very busy, he lowered his head and poked his phone to avoid eye contact with Ke Shicheng. How could Ke Shicheng know what was going on in He Qing's head, put the sword on the stone table, and sat down to rest.

In the early morning on the top of the mountain, the air is fresh and the wind is particularly comfortable. Even if I stay quietly, I feel comfortable all over.

Unfortunately, this tranquility was soon broken by a visiting young woman.

There were not many tourists in the Taoist temple, and there were only one or two people who made a special trip to find Ke Shicheng's master and apprentice every few days.

The young woman hurried up the mountain, wearing sunglasses, brightly dressed, and carrying a pink designer bag.Such a bright figure, breaking into the gray-toned Xiancha ancient temple, immediately attracted He Qing's attention.

"Shi Cheng, why didn't you reply to my message?"

The woman took off her sunglasses, she looked sweet, with light makeup on her face, she looked 24 or [-] years old.The tone of her speech was so whiny, which reminded He Qing of a particularly delicate female classmate in the class.

Ke Shicheng asked calmly, "Siying, what's the matter?"

There are so many messages on WeChat, Ke Shicheng didn't read all of them in time, and probably missed her message.

"I have something to ask you."

Lin Siying found an empty stone bench and sat down by herself. She glanced at He Qing beside her, and smiled politely at He Qing.Ever since the woman took off her sunglasses, He Qing noticed that her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had cried.

"what's up?"

Ke Shicheng was very skillful in making tea for entertaining.Acquaintances came to him, always because of some inexplicable things.

"It's okay, just say it."

Lin Siying just glanced at He Qing, as if she was scrupulous, Ke Shicheng signaled that He Qing could trust her.

"My grandfather passed away three days ago, look forward to the future, the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow."

When Lin Siying mentioned this, she sucked her nose, holding back her tears.

Ke Shicheng nodded. Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws and cannot be resisted.

"I always feel that Grandpa has lost his mind and doesn't want to go on the road yet."

"Why do you think so?"

"Uncle is guarding the mourning hall, burning the paper for grandpa to go on the road, but he always fails to light the fire. It's strange, not once or twice. Last night I dreamed that grandpa was very anxious to tell me that he lost a bamboo hat and asked me to see it. to where?"

Lin Siying took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Shi Cheng, my grandfather hasn't farmed for more than ten years. Why did he find bamboo hats? I don't know where the hoes, dustpans and bamboo hats at home have been lost."

Ke Shicheng listened patiently. From what He Qing heard, this was not a strange thing, it was probably a fantasy after losing a loved one.

"I told my mother about the dream last night. My mother said that she also saw grandpa last night. She dreamed that she went to the kitchen to see if the chicken soup for my nephew was ready. She found my grandma cooking in it. , grandma looks like when she was young. My grandpa was about to go out with two wooden barrels on a pole. He asked my grandma and my mother very anxiously, did you see his bamboo hat? He was going to water the sweet potatoes, but he couldn’t find it. hat."

When Lin Siying said this, she stared at Ke Shicheng with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Shi Cheng, I heard my mother say this this morning, and I knew it must be Grandpa who wanted to tell us something, so he came to entrust the dream, but my mother and I couldn't figure it out. Shi Cheng, help me go over and see, I can't let Grandpa be buried with regrets."

Ke Shicheng has encountered similar things. He knows that the soul of the dead cannot express his intentions directly to his relatives, so he can only remind those close to him in dreams.What he was looking for was not a bamboo hat, but something very important to him.