tangled ivy

Chapter 1 Longjing

"Sweet and fragrant like orchids, quiet but not lingering, sip it indifferently, it seems tasteless, but after drinking, you feel the breath of Taihe permeating between the teeth and forehead, this tasteless taste, and even the taste."

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Weiyu sits quietly in front of the solid wood Qing-style classical mahogany table, gently crushes Longjing tea leaves into powder, takes some of them and roasts them in a teacup, then adds a little boiling water to make paste, then gently pours boiling water into it, and uses wooden bamboo strips to grow Spoon gently stir to bring to a boil.Longjing, which has been brewed in seven ways and stirred to boil, has a bright green color and a clear and high aroma, filling the room.

"Xiaoyu's tea ordering skills are getting better and better."

In mid-air, a girl in a pink skirt was suspended.The collar, cuffs, lapel and waist of the skirt are all printed with gold, embroidered, painted and other techniques, and decorated with young shoots of Longjing green tea, which is simple and elegant.However, the area below the girl's thighs was shrouded in clouds and mist, which was quite weird.

"Is it well?"

Weiyu didn't look up at the girl.

The girl in the air didn't answer, but just turned around Weiyu and looked around the room. The morning sun slanted in through the hollowed-out wooden window, and the green bamboos at the corner reflected the sun. There are modern incandescent lamps, but there are two palace lanterns burning, and the beating flames make the whole room more mysterious.

There is no incense today, but it is full of the delicate fragrance of Longjing.

"Tsk tsk, this smell, this scene, Xiaoyu, you've moved again! Why don't you stay in each place for a long time."

Because of her parents' work, Weiyu often needs to move.

A girl named Jing'er is holding a bun facing the sky, and a few emerald green tea leaves are adorned on the bun, fluttering as the girl shakes her head.Although the girl was very well-behaved, she was a little disdainful when she said this.

"Where is this time?"

"Japan."

Weiyu was looking forward to the girl's reaction, as expected,

"What! Weiyu, you actually came to such a place where no shit! This small place! It's not in the Central Plains yet!"

Jing'er was obviously stimulated.

"The current Japan is not the foreign country of the Song Dynasty. In other words, the relationship between the Song Dynasty and Japan is still good. After all, the Song Dynasty has perished, and Japan is the only country in the country, and the whole country is crying."

Weiyu complained unceremoniously, showing a lazy attitude between his brows and eyes.

"Tsk tsk, it's a thousand-year-old spirit, and it's still like a child who can't grow up, not feminine at all."

"Hmph, back then I was fascinated by that brat Qianlong!!"

Jing'er brushed the broken hair in front of her eyes with her hands, her black hair was a little loose, and she looked very proud.

It is said that Emperor Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River six times and came to the West Lake Longjing tea area four times to watch tea picking and processing, taste tea and write poems. He also named the eighteen tea trees in front of Hugong Temple as "Royal Tea". Attached to the dry tea that Qianlong brought back to the Forbidden City, although she expressed that she was a little upset to drink it for the old woman of the Queen Mother.

……

Weiyu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

little kid...

Although your old grade is indeed old, but you call a generation of monarchs a brat...

It's too much...

It is estimated that in this girl's heart, only Song Huizong Zhao Ji is the emperor, and other emperors may not be in her eyes.Appearing in front of Qianlong, it is probably because this emperor, like Huizong of Song Dynasty, likes to play with writing and ink so much, he is equally talented, and Jing'er followed him back to the palace with a song "Watching Tea and Composing Songs".

"Haven't you heard of 'Fenghe Xizi smiles outside the courtyard, and the daughter of Longjing is red before the Ming Dynasty'? There is also 'If you want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, the best tea is like a beautiful woman'. This is a portrayal of my beautiful figure!" Her face was full of infatuation, nostalgic for her back then.

"It's a pity, few people nowadays know how to appreciate it..." I suddenly felt emotional, and I will never be like the emperor, obsessed with my tea.

Weiyu could only sigh silently in his heart: "Ah, it's started again."

Why do you always get this sad tone every time?

their stories,

Weiyu probably knows it.

That year Qingming,

The rain that year,

a dream encounter,

Accompanied quietly, I think it will be pleasant in the end.

In the end, it was life and death. That person left the world he loved in such a tragic way,

Leave only beautiful poems,

The four seasons map,

And that tea.

"Xiaoyu, it's time to get ready for class."

Mo Ming knocked lightly outside the door.

"Okay, Mom."

"Wait, Xiaoyu, what are you doing!" Jing'er remained calm.

Xiaoyu is pouring the brewed tea into the thermos jug. The white and transparent body of the jug emits a crystal green light under the dip of the green tea.The finely divided powder gives off a strong fragrance, spinning and tumbling.

"Take it to school, otherwise it will be a waste."

Wei Yu gave her a blank look.

"Ah~~ My high-class Longjing is going to bend and stretch in this cheap broken bottle! I want a purple clay pot! I want a Dongbo pot!!"

The girl flaunts her might and wants to pull Weiyu, but she passes through Weiyu's body helplessly...

"cut!"

The girl pursed her mouth, and gradually dissipated into the air, leaving only a room of fragrance.

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"Natsume Weiyu, right?"

The teacher in charge looked through Weiyu's materials in detail, his eyes lit up,

This level of strength is another rare genius!

but,

"Can I ask why you went to high school in Japan? As far as I know, you have been admitted to a top high school in China after the high school entrance examination, and why did you take a full year off from school in the third year of junior high school?"

Wei Yuyong gently rolled up the ends of her hair, and when she heard this sentence, her face turned pale uncontrollably,

It was a long time before the head teacher heard such a sentence,

"This is a personal reason, can you not say it?"

It was so soft it was barely audible.

"Ah, of course." The class teacher adjusted his glasses, obviously realizing that this was not a good question. "Then, come with me and get ready for class."

Weiyu tugged at the hem of her skirt with her hands,

Forehead,

it's wired,

The skirt is so short.

Weiyu, who has always liked wearing long skirts, is quite resistant to this kind of short skirts.

and,

In the store, they wear Hanfu.

Weiyu can only force herself to get used to this kind of clothes that expose her thighs.

Fortunately, the top is a shirt.

"Natsume-san, please follow."

"Ah, yes."

Because he was focusing on the skirt, Weiyu's pace slowed down by several beats.

"Please pay attention to the road. The classroom turns left here, remember that it is Class A of the first year."

"Yes."

Weiyu only responded softly, and remained in a quiet state the whole time.

This kid doesn't talk much, does he?

The class teacher was thinking silently,

"Natsume-san, although you are very capable, the teacher wants you to remember that interpersonal communication is also very important."

There was no response from behind.

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Weiyu's materials arrived in President Akashi's hands a day earlier than the homeroom teacher's, and the president's eyes immediately brightened. In June, when the school had already started for two months, it was a bit abrupt to transfer here, but , During the entrance examination, the subjects of Chinese, liberal arts, mathematics, and English were surprisingly high, and they were basically at the same level as me. Although science and society were not as good, they were still at an excellent level.

Returned children from China?

The most important thing is that it turned out to be a student who took a year off from school. So, wouldn't it be better if there were no students?

So, why did you leave school?

Although it says personal reasons....

"Ah"

It turned out to be a slightly pleasant voice.

Finally, it appeared, and it looks like it has some strength, so let me look forward to it.

Akashi's eyes reveal the eyes of a hunter staring at his prey, cold, biting, and sharp.

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"Look, the girl behind Abe-sensei..."

"ah"

"Really..."

Many people in the corridor looked back,

Weiyu felt that walking was a problem, and she always felt that many people were staring at her. This feeling was really bad.

So, I hate it!

Transfer school or something.

and,

Weiyu looked around.

Kyoto, this place,

As expected, it has a history of thousands of years, and gathered quite a few,

Is it the legendary "Millennium Demon Capital"?

Generally speaking, places with many people should not have so many people.

Not to mention the school.

But here,

There are so many little things here.Only the size of a palm, they should all be harmless, probably.

In Wei Yu's eyes, what reflects the most primitive appearance of this world, there are many one-eyed, round, ball-like monsters running around wantonly, playing hide-and-seek that children love to play.

Okay,

These little guys shouldn't have any problems,

Just pretend not to see,

If you don't match your eyes, there's nothing wrong with it.

Although, it will be very noisy in the ears.

Apparently Weiyu forgot,

The so-called "monsters"

It's not based on "eyes". After all, most of them have only one eye, and there are some human monsters who can "cover their faces with paper".

If you don't look, it doesn't mean they won't notice you with their breath.

Although small, it does not chase people.

but,

For places with high spiritual power,

There will always be a lot of unconscious accumulation.

Ma Ma, you will know this in your future life.

The author has something to say: In fact, the structure of the story is somewhat based on the feeling of "Red Light in the Dark", because I really like Yuki!But I'm sure I don't have such a good writing style, and this story is very different.