"I just happened to drink it with my little friend today."
Qinglong said as he crushed the dragon ball in a small cup and poured it into the pottery pot with boiling water.
He took another spoon and stirred it gracefully.
The whole process is graceful, and every movement is accompanied by a rhythm, like a good man in troubled times, first washing his feet in a clear stream, then carrying a pot, fetching a clear spring in the mountains, and then holding a clay pot with his bare hands to cook tea.
.
Find the way of nature.
When the first cup of tea was served in front of Chen Yang, the aroma that had always been restrained burst out, like a cloud of fragrance, covering Chen Yang and Feng Wu.
I took a sip of tea and felt the aroma of tea coming from every pore on my body.
Chen Yang took a long breath and said, "Good tea."
After spitting out these two simple words, his whole person seemed to be sublimated, and he was suddenly freed from the atmosphere created by Qinglong.
"I have always heard that there is a strange man in our country of China, but I didn't expect to see him today."
Qinglong smiled and said: "What's so strange about it?"
"The strange thing is..."
Chen Yang picked up the tea cup and drank it all:
"At the time of Zhu Ming Dynasty, I became friends with Zhu Ba, discussed Taoism with Bowen, chased Yuan Guoshi into Mobei, took his head and returned."
"At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Da hid in the city, deceived gods and ghosts in Kowloon to seize his direct descendants, ruined the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty emperors of the Qing Dynasty, and finally turned the fourteen generals into zombies, suppressed the national destiny of China, and destroyed the national destiny of the Qing Dynasty.
A weapon passed down from generation to generation to govern the country.”
"Over hundreds of years, we have formed good relationships with various major aristocratic families. When Western learning spread eastward and the building was about to collapse, we invited the aristocratic families to come out in order to continue the Chinese Taoist tradition."
"No one will die for a thousand years."
"What an immortal person."
"I didn't expect that the characters in mythology actually exist."
Chen Yang rarely showed his sharp edge, and the entire space around him seemed to be divided into two completely different but equally connected parts.
Chen Yang Qinglong fights against each other.
Beside the two of them, Feng Wu's delicate body trembled, and then trembled again.
I know there is gossip,
but,
I didn't expect this gossip to be so big.
She no longer cared about hiding her existence, and question marks were popping up all over her body.
Qianqiu, immortal, human being.
Is there really anyone who can live forever?
and,
right next to her,
He's her boss.
If the person who said these words was not Chen Yang, and there were records of the Chen family from a thousand-year-old family in Beijing,
Feng Wu had to spit on the opponent's face.
but,
After accepting this setting,
She thought about all the strange things about Qinglong,
I couldn't help but believe it.
Under the bright surface of China's history, in the shadows, there is such an immortal existence, which has been secretly influencing and protecting it.
When Feng Wu thought about the title "Qinglong" again, she had never felt that it fit so well as at this moment.