Vol 4 Chapter 32: Lucky

Chapter 32 Lucky
Mu Zhicong's face was unpleasant, Cheng Jiali immediately said: "Niudao, it is not easy to earn a little spiritual stone, or to keep the medicine!" Two other Qingtian disciples also followed. . . inG.
"I have my own size!" Li Qingshan said faintly, I killed a bunch of refiners like you, only to find such a family, it is really not easy. But there is no reason to let a group of small characters squat, he himself is ridiculed for two sentences but can not care, but she can not see her laughing at Yu Zijian.
Dr. Tea said: "The old man, come to the most expensive pot, just, what worry-free tea!" Li Qingshan, a Malaysian knife, sat at a tea table and broke out. Nothing, he is a few hundred pieces of Lingshi, and there is a Lingshi vein under the ground. He insists that he is not a nouveau riche, then he is hypocritical.
Dr. Tea finally looked up and looked at Li Qingshan. In such a market where the refiners are the mainstay, he can afford to worry-free, but not much, faintly said: "Some moments!" The cooking comes with tea.
A few disciples of Qing Teng are all staying. The worry-free tea is the famous tea of ​​Qingqing Tea House. A pot of twenty-seven pieces of Lingshi’s sky price will be replaced by a gas-filled pill, enough for a refiner to practice for a year or two. Even if Mu Zhicong is reluctant to take out the pot of tea and drink, he laughs and says: "The cow is really good!"
Yu Zijian pulled Li Qingshan's sleeves and whispered: "The cow giant, that expensive."
Li Qingshan patted the beautiful woodcarving tea stool next to him: "I drink it, fear what."
This is his true heart, his life's ambition, this is a taste of the food, although the tea probably can not be counted in it, but anything that can satisfy the appetite, he must try it, since it can not Drink all the tea, then drink the best. And for strangers, especially those who are not very likable, his principle has always been no owe, how can I drink tea that others have invited.
Yu Zijian sat next to him and vaguely felt the idea that Li Qingshan was going to take her for her. The mood was a bit complicated.
Those young disciples of Qingtengshan looked at Mu Zhicong, and they did not know whether they should be seated. They also wanted to taste the taste of worry-free tea. Mu Zhicong said, since you have to swollen face to fill the fat, then you are free.
Li Qingshan asked about the aftermath of Yu Zijian.
It turned out that Yu Zijian went to Qingteng Mountain. It was originally done from a comrade-in-arms disciple. The result was an introductory ceremony. The old vine appeared and tested the qualifications of the people. Her qualifications were the best.
The old man of Qingteng asked a few words about her origins. If it was an ordinary girl, she was already scared by the majesty of the martial art temple.
However, Yu Zijian said: "I didn't want to come, he just wanted me to come." One pointed Liu Fengrui, saying how he threatened to coerce, not letting her talk, and burst into tears.
The children who were brought to the Qingteng Mountain by Liu Fengrui from the Madong Mountain Villa were close to the little teacher and sister, and they also raised their homesickness. For a moment, all the children cried in the Qingtianshan Hall. It’s awkward to make a good starter.
The old man's face was hanged, pointing to Liu Fengrui and said: "The others saw it, and thought that my disciples of Qingtengshan were brought by the abduction!"
Liu Fengrui was busy with his sins, and his character was not pleasing even in the same brothers. No one spoke for him, and he secretly watched his jokes.
The old man of Qing Teng went away, and Yu Zijian was ruined, and he could even say that he was defeated.
However, the old Ivy did not say that Yu Zijian was gone, nor did he say that Yu Zijian joined Qingteng Mountain. She left it unclear and became the only non-Qingdao disciple of Qingteng Mountain.
Li Qingshan guessed that when the old people of Qingteng wanted to let Yu Zijian enter Qingteng Mountain, they did not want to use forced means. Qingteng Mountain is a disciple, not an enemy, and only Liu Fengrui, who is just self-contained, will be so arrogant.
The disciples under the door also saw the heart of the old man, and they were close to Yu Zijian, and advised her to join Qingteng Mountain. It was very pleasing to add her character. In less than a month, she was familiar with everyone. Plus Mu Zhicong, the admirers of such a refuge, Liu Fengrui, a disciple of this inside, actually did not have a way to take her.
"Sisters and sisters, they all said that the guy is a bad guy, let me not mind."
Mu Zhicong said: "The purple sword should not be said indiscriminately. Liu’s brother is only acting recklessly, not a bad person." Although he hates Liu Fengrui, he still has to return to the same door in front of outsiders.
Li Qingshan’s adventures on Yu Zijian’s adventures are really sorrowful and unspeakable. Some people are born to be more fortunate than ordinary people. This kind of luck is not a powerful family, but an ability to smile at the world. The world is like a mirror. When you laugh at it, he laughs at you. This ability is not born, but the gentlest care and the most correct education from childhood.
Li Qingshan and Qian Rongqi are not so lucky. They are tempered by a fierce temperament. They use the minions called "sinister and wise" and "courageously determined" to fight in this world. This is the power they rely on for their livelihood.
Yu Zijian has no decision, but also no wisdom, and repairs to a lower pity. But it can make the teenager's old flower contractor for her to seek a congenital Dan, let the hard-core Li Qingshan run for her hundreds of miles, this is her power.
At this time, Dr. Tea will sip a pot of incense, water into the cup, light and colorless, as if it is clear water, but it is full of strange fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed.
Li Qingshan said: "To drink wine, thank you for the care of the purple sword." Tea is drunk, a line of heat flows to the abdomen, spreads out, the body is warm, not only the lips and teeth, It is simply a scent of lungs.
On this cold winter night, drinking such a drink is a wonderful experience. A cup of belly, it seems that even a variety of selfish distractions have been cleaned, the whole person has become lazy. Whether it is tea or tea, it contains pure aura, which is better than ordinary medicine. It has great benefits for both body and mind.
"Sure enough, good tea!"
Mu Zhicong and others are slowly drinking, the face can not tell the ease, and then look to Li Qingshan, arrogance dissipated, words a little more polite. The so-called short hand, eating soft mouth, drank such a famous tea, and then laughed at Li Qingshan, they did not have such a thick face.
Cheng Jiali looked at Li Qingshan's gaze, and it was a bit softer. It was seen that Li Qingshan was not a poorly distracted man with a swollen face, but a man who did not take these twenty or thirty spiritual stones in his heart, generous and generous. I can get a woman's good feelings.
Li Qingshan smiled and said: "The tea name is worry-free, and it is really worthwhile."
Only Mu Zhicong is not happy. He is the central figure of this small circle. He was robbed of the limelight by this coward, and he was willing to be willing: "The way of drinking the cow, but it is a bit ruined." ""
Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow: "How do you say this?"
Mu Zhicong is waiting for this, and smiles a little. He talks a lot about it, talks about the tea ceremony and shows his knowledge of the erudition, and Cheng Jiali can't help but hold a few words.
Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian, two villagers, hold a cup of tea and listen while drinking.
When Mu Zhicong’s speech came to an end and wanted to drink a cup of tea, he found that Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian had
smashed
the rest of the tea, and suddenly disappeared.
Yu Zijian admired the words: "Mu Shi brother knows a lot."
Li Qingshan said: "I also feel taught."
Yu Zijian is still a slow drink, but he is really a cow drink, a cup into the stomach. Drinking Laozi's tea, there are so many nonsense, then you don't have to drink.
Cheng Jiali three people are glad that they are fast, don't forget to drink tea, grab a few cups from Li Qingshan's mouth to drink, can be worth half a month of practice. This spiritual tea is not like secular tea. It can be washed many times. Dr. Tea uses the technique to blend the taste of tea into the water. There is no waste, just a pot.
Yu Zijian touched the stomach: "It's warm!"
Li Qingshan said: "No."
The two men looked at each other and smiled. Yu Zijian saw Li Qingshan’s eyes black and white clearly. Without the kind of sharpness that he met for the first time, he looked very quiet and clear. From fierce tiger to gentle cow, he looked at her more. It is gentle.
She suddenly realized that her gaze was even more so than her sharp eyes, which made her unable to look straight, her eyes to dodge, and her head lowered.
Mu Zhicong felt that he had all said something, and he said everything, biting his teeth: "Niudao, now you know the depth of the tea ceremony!"
Li Qingshan smiled and said: "I am a rough person, I can't remember so much." Turned to Yu Zijian: "How, purple sword, do you want to go back with me?"
Yu Zijian has not had time to answer, Mu Zhicong sternly said: "No, no master's will, purple sword can not leave the Qingteng Mountain."
Cheng Jiali whispered: "Brother ~EbookFREE.me~ She can't wait for the purple sword to go as far as possible, but if two men argue for something, it is more than just the gains and losses of such things, and their own The face is not one or two words that others can persuade.
Li Qingshan did not look at Mu Zhicong, only to Yu Zijian: "What do you mean?"
Yu Zijian suddenly hesitated. These days, the disciples under the Qingteng Mountain Gate took great care of her. If she left, she felt that the good intentions of these people would be disappointing, and I am afraid that it would make the bulls difficult.
"If you think about it, don't worry about other things, just follow your own mind. I believe that the old man is also a sensible senior. Don't forget, I tell you the choice." Li Qingshan realized her thoughts and patted her. The shoulders, regardless of the ugly face of Mu Zhicong, got up and paid for the doctor in front of the tea, just out of the treasure bag to take out twenty-seven stones.
Dr. Tea proudly said: "How old is this worry-free tea? The road may taste the taste, don't be cow chewing peony!" He is specializing in tea ceremony. Seeing Li Qingshan's cup of cow drink, his heart is also unpleasant. Do not live to say a few words.
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