Xie Yang's first reaction was to frown.

The little girl has two braids, with a red rope wrapped around each braid. Not only that, she is also wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and red flannel shoes. In addition, her eyes are dark and bright, and watery.

The clear water of the pool makes his skin color even more white.

At first glance, this little girl looked like an extremely delicate porcelain doll, but at this moment, her watery eyes were staring at Xie Yang unblinkingly.

"Brother," perhaps because Xie Yang just stood there and didn't answer for a long time, the girl tugged on his sleeve again, "come to our store and have a cup of tea."

Xie Yang saw it, but remained silent. He turned his head and looked at Wu Ji and Fang Tianqi with vague eyes.

Whether Xie Yang lowered his head or turned his head, the little girl kept staring at him from the beginning to the end, with bright eyes, as if she was begging or acting coquettishly. Fang Tianqi looked next to Xie Yang,

He couldn't help but feel moved by it, and felt that a corner of his heart gradually softened when he looked at this girl; Wu Ji's expression was half-smiling but not smiling. He looked at the girl with an expression that seemed careless, but there seemed to be something sharp in his eyes.

A cold light faintly shot out.

Three young people with extraordinary looks are already very conspicuous standing in the middle of the road, and with the addition of a cute little girl, they are even more eye-catching. People are coming and going around, some people will slow down a little to take a look at them, and some people

Then he simply stopped.

The crowd was getting bigger and bigger. Xie Yang pondered for a moment, looked at the little girl and said, "Did your boss ask you to come here to solicit customers?"

"He's my senior uncle," the little girl said crisply.

"Uncle?" Xie Yang paused and raised his eyebrows, "What kind of martial arts has your uncle learned?"

"My uncle is a tea maker." The little girl replied, grinning.

Make tea?

After hearing this, Xie Yang's expression was unpredictable, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

"In that case, the tea made by your uncle must be very delicious." Wu Ji stood aside and said slowly.

"Whether it tastes good or not, big brother will know after you try it." The little girl said sweetly.

Wu Ji looked at her and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Why don't we go in?" At this moment, Fang Tianqi suddenly said.

"What?" When Xie Yang heard this, he turned back and looked at him, "Do you know this little girl?"

"I don't know." Fang Tianqi shook his head and said at a loss, "But after traveling for so long just now, I'm really a little thirsty..."

"In that case, let's go in and sit down." Wu Ji smiled, then took a step forward and walked directly forward.

There is a teahouse on the roadside, which looks inconspicuous, but there are no other shops within ten meters of the three of them. This teahouse must be the one the little girl mentioned. Wu Ji walked in the front, and Fang Tianqi followed closely.

Xie Yang stood on the side of the road, stopped for a moment, and then slowly followed.

Unexpectedly, this teahouse looks unremarkable on the outside, but it is also horribly simple inside. Tables and chairs are arranged in a mess, a pile of firewood is placed against the wall, and a jar of water is burning, and there is nothing else.

When the three of them all walked into the teahouse, the little girl jumped in and led them to sit down at one of the tables. Then they walked to a corner. It was very dark in the corner, and a middle-aged man could be vaguely seen. The man listened to the little girl.

After the girl said something in his ear, she slowly stood up and walked to their table.

The man had a beard, a gray beard, and gray hair. He looked almost middle-aged, had shallow wrinkles on his face, and had a plain expression. His appearance looked ordinary at first glance, but he seemed to have a natural aura about him.

His eyes were calm, and everything he did seemed calm and unhurried. When the man approached, Wu Ji calmly said, "I wonder what kinds of tea you have in your store?"

"Only one." The man replied slowly.

"Only one?"

"Although there is only one kind of tea, my teahouse is famous for this kind of tea and survives to this day." The man said.

Looking at the desolate and dilapidated appearance of the teahouse, I really can't believe that this teahouse can be "famous", but it is true to say that it has "survived to this day". Wu Ji smiled faintly and continued, "In that case

, I guess you will make this pot of tea for us yourself."

He seemed to have said this carelessly, but after hearing this, the middle-aged man's originally calm face turned into a half-smile, and he looked at Wu Ji for a long time.

"That's right." After a moment, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "I am indeed the one making the tea."

"In that case," Xie Yang said, expressionlessly stretching out his fingers across the table. When he lifted his fingers, they were already covered with a layer of dust, "then let us have a look."

"Okay." As soon as Xie Yang spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes immediately turned to him. The little girl was standing aside, but when she heard the man say "Okay", she skillfully served a white porcelain tray.

There was a teapot and three cups on the tray, and there was a faint white air rising above the teapot. The middle-aged man took the tray, handed the three teacups to the three of them respectively, picked up the teapot, and shook it casually twice in his hands.

, and then stood up.

Is this considered the tea is finished?

The three people sat on the chairs and looked at him silently, but despite this, no one said anything. The man was seen filling the teacups in front of the three of them, and then said, "Please use it slowly."

The three of them heard the sound and picked up the tea cup, put it to their lips and took a sip.

"Huh?" After a while, Fang Tianqi put down the tea cup and said inexplicably, "Plain water?"

After hearing this, the man had no expression on his face. Fang Tianqi turned to look at Wu Ji, but saw that Wu Ji had put down the tea cup earlier than him. At this time, his eyes were deep, and he was silently looking at Xie Yang on his right.

At this moment, Xie Yang still maintained the posture of raising the tea cup with one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he did not react for a long time.

"Hey, Brother Zhang," Fang Tianqi saw this and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched Xie Yang's shoulder across Wu Ji, "Are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Yang's body trembled after his touch. He opened his eyes suddenly, and several emotions flashed through his eyes in an instant, including surprise, shock, confusion and composure.

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Chapter completed!