"Sir, this method is not a clumsy technique!"

Chen Shengdan looked at the round-faced old man in front of him with a smile and made a pun.

"Have a laugh..."

The round-faced old man seemed not to understand the meaning of his words. He picked up a cup of tea with a smile, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture: "Please tea!"

As soon as Chen Sheng lowered his head, he realized that in front of him, there was a cup of flavored tea soup that was as thick as mung bean soup.

He couldn't help cracking the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "I also have a cup of tea, and I would like to treat the old gentleman to a taste!"

"oh?"

The round-faced old man nodded slightly with interest, "I'll just wait and see!"

After hearing this, Chen Sheng reached out and touched his body, and a simple mahogany tea eucalyptus appeared out of thin air beside him.

Then he reached out and touched it, and two Ru porcelain bowls of tea, as plain as dusk, appeared on the tea eucalyptus.

He picked up one by himself, waved his hand gently, and the other slowly and steadily flew up and landed gently in front of the round-faced old man.

Then he skillfully opened the tea bowl, blew in the hot air, and took a sip.

The familiar taste that had been away for a long time bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and he seemed to have returned to the broken bridge of the West Lake, and saw the woman who was as quiet and timeless as porcelain...

He closed the bowl without changing his expression and made a "please" gesture with a smile: "Please!"

The round-faced old man had been looking at the porcelain tea bowl curiously for a long time. When he heard Chen Sheng's voice, he couldn't help but praise it: "Beautiful vessel!"

After saying that, he also followed Chen Sheng's example, opened the lid of the tea bowl, blew in the hot air and took a shallow sip, then closed his eyes slightly and tasted it carefully.

After a while, he opened his eyes and exclaimed: "It looks like bittersweetness, fresh as spring, with a long aftertaste... What a Tao Zhi Jian, what a Mingqian Longjing!"

Chen Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Old sir, spying on other people's memories is not a good habit!"

The round-faced old man shook his head slightly and said: "You are blessed by the emperor's energy, but I can't see your memory. It was because you were too confused when you drank tea just now, and you leaked a little bit of your memory."

'Are you mad at the emperor?'

Chen Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to smile without changing his expression: "The Master once said in Chuan Shang: 'See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil, do not touch any evil'. Even if the younger generation fails to check for a moment and leaks his memory, Mr.

You shouldn’t pry either.”

The round-faced old man crossed his arms and said nonchalantly: "That 'zi' said, I will go to him tomorrow and tell him to stop talking nonsense and meddling in other people's business!"

The smile on Chen Sheng's face grew stronger: "If you remember correctly, this junior, this sentence should be said by Confucius."

"Kong Zhongni!"

The round-faced old man seemed to be thinking of some not-so-good memory, and hissed with a breath of air-conditioning, with a constipated expression on his face.

But immediately he laughed again, stood up and slapped Chen Sheng on the head lightly, scolding with a smile: "Little slippery man, how can you allow temptation in the presence of an elder?"

Chen Sheng smiled along with him, but his eyes were almost narrowed into a thin line.

"Okay, you don't have to work on your human emperor energy anymore. A little bit of duckweed power can't help me!"

The round-faced old man put his hands together and smiled as if he were an old farmer sitting in his yard chatting with his neighbors: "I invite you to talk to me in your sleep tonight. I am just curious about the human emperor's aura, and I don't mean any harm."

"oh?"

Chen Sheng said with a smile: "So, did you happen to pass through Chen County?"

The round-faced old man slapped him on the head lightly as if lecturing his grandson, and said slightly angrily: "You kid, I told you not to test me again, don't test me again, why don't you return the favor?"

Don’t you want to hear the good news anymore?”

Chen Sheng expressed his grievance: "Then why don't you tell me who you are if you don't test me?"

The round-faced old man asked in surprise: "Is it that important who I am?"

Chen Sheng was even more surprised than him: "Isn't this important?"

The round-faced old man pursed his lips towards the chess game: "Is it important?"

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment and suddenly said: "It doesn't seem to be that important..."

The round-faced old man smiled: "Isn't this the end?"

Chen Sheng: "Then you have been watching for most of the night. Did you notice anything?"

The round-faced old man put away his smile and said seriously: "My child, your problem is huge!"

Chen Sheng looked at him, his eyebrows drooped, and he sighed lowly: "Old sir, are you so tired of talking to other worldly experts?"

"Ahem."

The round-faced old man coughed awkwardly, and then said solemnly: "I did not lie to you with wild lies. Your problem is indeed huge!"

Chen Sheng twisted his lips and helplessly complimented him: "Where does the problem come from?"

The round-faced old man said: "Look, you are not Ziwei's destiny, right?"

Chen Sheng nodded silently.

The round-faced old man said: "You are not the co-lord of the Nine Provinces or the king of the human race, right?"

Chen Sheng nodded again.

The round-faced old man clapped his hands together and said, "Then where do you think the human emperor aura in you comes from?"

Chen Sheng frowned and pondered for a few breaths, then tentatively asked: "Fuxi Temple?"

The round-faced old man shook his head: "That's just a dead thing!"

Chen Sheng thought for a while and then spoke again: "Fuxi bloodline?"

The round-faced old man raised his eyes strangely: "Do you think blood can inherit the human emperor's energy?"

Chen Sheng thought carefully for a few moments, then shook his head and rejected this possibility.

If the human emperor's energy could be passed down through blood, how could there be a person named Ji in this world...

He picked up the tea bowl, swallowed the tea soup in one gulp, held it in his mouth, and swallowed it bit by bit.

The round-faced old man also picked up the tea bowl and tasted it carefully.

No one was in a hurry to speak again.

After half a bowl of tea was in his stomach, Chen Sheng suddenly smiled again and said: "This junior is suddenly interested in the identity of the old gentleman again!"

The round-faced old man put down the tea bowl in his hand and asked with a smile: "Why?"

Chen Sheng reached out and touched the tea eucalyptus beside him, and two tea cups appeared on the tea eucalyptus. The tea soup in the cup was as brown as amber.

He picked up one and bowed his hands in front of the round-faced old man, "This is Dahongpao, please!"

The round-faced old man picked up the teacup and dabbed it under his nose, nodded and said, "It has a unique charm, not bad!"

Chen Sheng didn't seem to hear his comments, he picked up the remaining one and sipped it slowly: "I have imperial energy to protect my body, and the old gentleman can force me to sleep, which means that the old gentleman is not

Heretics...at least they are not enemies of the human race!"

"But the old gentleman's question seems to be to clarify the doubts of the younger generation, but in fact... haha, we are enemies, not friends!"

He raised his head and looked at the round-faced old man with a half-smile.

"No, no!"

The round-faced old man was not angry after hearing this, and shook his head calmly: "I just don't want you to be used by others without knowing anything, and become someone else's chess piece without knowing anything. If you don't want to

Listen, it’s fair to assume that I haven’t asked.”

Chen Sheng slowly rotated the Jianzhan in his hand and said indifferently: "Why would the old gentleman say that the younger generation will be used by others?"

The round-faced old man looked at him seriously and said slowly and slowly: "Since you don't know you, how do you know you are still you? If you are not you, how do you know that what you do is what you do?"

Chen Sheng frowned and pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised his brows and raised the tea cup in his hand: "If I weren't me, how could the old gentleman taste the Dahongpao?"

The round-faced old man smiled, nodded and said, "You can teach me!"

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to put down the tea cup in his hand, he missed it with two fingers.

When he looked up again, he found that the round-faced old man opposite him had disappeared at some point.

He stood up and saw that the surrounding bamboo forest, the monastery, and the chessboard in front of him were all disappearing little by little...

In the chaos, only a free and easy chanting sound was heard, coming from afar: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot..."

Chen Sheng smiled when he heard this... Cunning old guy, you promised not to peek into my memory?

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the top of the handsome tent illuminated by dim firelight.

He stared blankly at the top of the handsome tent for a long time, and then his mind seemed to react, and all the dialogues between the characters in the dream came to his mind.

He sat up in shock, rubbed his sleepy face and thought for a long time, and then murmured to himself thoughtfully: "Is this a warning or a reminder?"

"Or is it... misleading?"

At the same time, Chen County.

Last year, Chen Sheng built a shelter on Datong Street specifically to collect refugees.

An old man with an unkempt round face opened his eyes, which were still cloudy with eye drops. He turned over sleepily and fell into a deep sleep again. He murmured in a low voice: "You disrespectful little naughty boy doesn't know how to treat me."

Try some delicious food…”

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