"It's hopeless, it's hopeless, leave now!"
The mad doctor seemed to have seen the god of plague, and he hurriedly turned over and landed on the ground, taking a few steps back, far away from Ye Ling.
Yun Shu didn't know that the mad doctor was referring to Ye Ling, but she only thought it was because Xiao Xunuo was incurable. She immediately collapsed on the ground and cried loudly: "What's wrong with this, my son!"
Qu Zhiruo was angry and anxious, so he wanted to catch the crazy doctor and beat him first, but he was unexpectedly stopped by Ye Ling.
Ye Ling handed the promise to Qu Zhiruo and said, "I'll be able to cure it after I go out, right?" After saying that, he stepped out of the door.
Only then did the mad doctor let out a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death. Is it easy to open a medical clinic? Let's get rid of these plague gods. Let's... Oops!"
Qu Zhiruo kicked him down, stepped on his shoulder, and said with a sullen face: "If you can't cure this child, I will let you die!"
The mad doctor was about to burst into tears: "Little brother, why don't you come back? In fact, you are quite cute..."
After leaving the gate of the medical clinic, Ye Ling looked around. The small street was not big, but it was also lively. There is tea in the pergola, the aroma is fragrant in the tavern, and the sound of gambling is loud. The streets were busy with people walking and stopping.
All kinds of things in the world are probably within it.
Ye Ling stepped to the side. Not far away, there was a small tea shop with four big characters on the plaque: "Nine Dynasties Tea Shop".
There were nine dynasties in the Eastern Region, namely Daqian, Dayan, Dahan, Dazhou, Damiao, Dachu, Daqi, Daxing and Dayan. This small teahouse actually dares to be called "Nine Dynasties", but it's not a small talk.
Looking to the side, there are couplets hung on the doorposts on both sides, with iron calligraphy and silver hooks. They must be from everyone's hands, and they are extraordinary. Ye Ling pays close attention to them, and seems to be able to vaguely see the connotation of the Great Dao in them, which is extremely subtle.
The couplet says: "
Half a cup of clear tea, warm the world over a slow fire.
A cup of fragrant tea, the cool spring water dilutes the sorrows of the world. "
Ye Ling looked up and saw that there were seven or eight tables and stools in the shed. People were sitting in twos and threes drinking tea and chatting. There was a middle-aged man inside who was boiling water.
But when I see this person: "He is neither handsome nor ugly, he welcomes guests with happy brows; he wears a coarse linen apron, and a clean white towel is put on his shoulders; rough hands pick jasper leaves, and a copper pot slowly cooks the three rivers; a wise eye should recognize the distinguished guests, There are masters in ordinary places.”
Ye Ling walked in and found a corner to sit down. I saw another couplet on the two pillars in the house, which read: "
Come here when you are happy and sit for a while, free and unrestrained, no distinction between you and me.
Let's relax together, have a cup, talk long and short, talk right and wrong.
"
Ye Ling didn't find it interesting, but the middle-aged man had already stepped forward, picked up the white towel on his shoulder, wiped the table, and asked with a smile: "Sir, what kind of tea would you like to have?"
Ye Ling didn't answer and asked instead: "Boss, your tea shop has a great reputation, but what's the point?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Of the nine dynasties in the Eastern Region, my tea is the best!"
"Oh?" Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm new here. The boss will give me a drink to try, so as to earn repeat customers."
The middle-aged man nodded: "Please wait a moment, sir, I'm here!" After saying that, he turned back to the cupboard to boil water for tea.
Ye Ling's spiritual consciousness was powerful and he could tell that the tea shop owner was a monk. But the specific cultivation level is difficult to know. The more this happened, the more curious Ye Ling became.
Not long after, the middle-aged man held a tray and offered Ye Ling a cup of tea: "Your Majesty, please use it with ease!"
Ye Ling looked down at the tea cup and saw the tea leaves hanging up and down like jasper. The tea crystal was crystal clear, and the fragrance of tea rose with the clouds and mist, refreshing the heart and mind.
"Does this tea have a name?"
"Yes, it is called the ups and downs of the world."
Ye Ling nodded when he heard the words, as if he had some understanding. He picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrance of tea immediately filled his lips and teeth, and then a bitterness came over him. It was true that there was bitterness in the fragrance, and there was fragrance in the bitterness. Sure enough, it is like the ups and downs of the world, and the taste is memorable.
“Good tea, good reputation, even better tea!”
The middle-aged man smiled when he heard this and said, "Your Majesty, please use it with caution."
"Boss, I don't know what to call you?" Ye Ling asked.
"Human grass and trees." The middle-aged man replied with a smile: "If the guest likes it, please come and take care of the shop business in the future."
Ye Ling nodded and scratched on the table secretly, thinking: "When people are among the grass and trees, this is just the word 'tea'. Whether it is true or not, this is fate."
Ye Ling sat for a while, then paid the money and told the boss to attend to something and come back later.
Just because he was worried about Little Promise, he turned back to the "death-seeking" medical center.
As soon as they reached the door, they saw Yun Shu and Qu Zhiruo walking out holding small promises. Xiao Xunuo has fallen asleep now, his complexion has improved, and he seems to be fine.
Ye Ling asked: "How?"
Qu Zhiruo snorted coldly, hugged his shoulders and said, "If this mad doctor hadn't been so capable, I would have demolished his shabby house!"
Yun Shu said from the side: "Thanks to God's blessing, my son is fine. It seems that this crazy doctor still has some abilities and is not as bad as the rumors."
After hearing this, Ye Ling could feel relieved. However, he asked Qu Zhiruo and Yun Shu to go back first, while he knocked on the door again and walked in.
In the lobby, the mad doctor sat on the table and said with his eyes closed: "The veteran knows that you will definitely come back."
Ye Ling bowed his hands and said, "Senior, please help me!"
"Your Dantian is broken, your cultivation is completely lost, and you have become a mortal body again. How do you want me to save you?"
Ye Ling was silent for a moment, and then said: "Senior, since you can see my injury, there must be a way to save me!"
The mad doctor pondered for a long time and then said: "Leave. No one can save you before the time comes."
"Timing? What timing?"
Before Ye Ling could continue to ask, the mad doctor waved his sleeves and immediately set off a gust of wind, blowing Ye Ling out of the door. Then the door was closed and could not be opened again.
The mad doctor sat in the room and sighed secretly: "My life is so miserable, why did I get into trouble with such a disaster!"
Ye Ling didn't know why, so he left silently and returned to Jiuchao Tea Shop.
At this time, all the original people in the tea shop were gone, only a beautiful woman and a maid were left.
This beautiful woman is wearing a palace dress, heavy makeup, and a gold hairpin. She looks like she comes from a good family, but she is actually from a famous family.
The maid next to her looked to be in her teens. She was wearing a green dress and had a pretty face, but she had a arrogant look on her face and didn't take the people around her seriously.
Parked at the door of the tea shop was a luxurious carriage pulled by a unicorn. The old man driving the carriage had a dark face and a short beard that was white; his eyes were sunken deeply, as if he could see through the vicissitudes of life.
Ye Lingguan saw that the old man's breath was long, but it was no different from ordinary people's breath, which was a bit hard to figure out.
Then, ignoring the pointing fingers of the people around him, he walked into the tea shop again.
As soon as they entered the door, the little maid said rudely: "Who is it? Get out quickly, our girl owns this tea shop!"
Ye Ling's eyes fell on the beautiful woman, but he saw her: "A pair of bright eyes like autumn water, with phoenix eyebrows on both sides reaching into the clouds; she is dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her temperament comes from the world; she is not a wealthy daughter, she should be in the boudoir of a wealthy family. people."
But Ye Ling turned around and saw that he had drunk half a cup of tea and it was still on the table. He then said: "I haven't finished tasting my tea yet."
"You are such a person..." The maid looked angry, pointing at Ye Ling and trying to drive him away again.
Unexpectedly, the owner of the tea shop, Cao Mu, stopped him and said: "You must let people finish drinking, otherwise a cup of good food will be wasted."
The maid heard this and looked at the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman nodded, and then she gave up and stopped driving her away. But her big eyes still looked at Ye Ling with disgust.
Ye Ling didn't answer or look, just drank tea and pondered in silence.
Ren Cao Mu brought the tea from the inner hall to the beautiful woman and said, "This tea is called Liu Shui Luo Hua, please use it slowly."
The beautiful woman did not go to see the tea, but kept staring at the people and plants. Her thoughts were self-evident.
No one said anything, they were busy with their own business, leaving this beautiful woman to stare at her.
Later, Rencaomu refilled Ye Ling's water. Ye Ling asked with a smile: "I'm new here, but what did I bump into?"
People and plants also smiled and replied: "Those who love tea will be guests when they come in. If they are guests, I will serve tea with all my heart, and there is no need to pay attention to anything else."
Hearing this, Ye Ling nodded secretly, but the atmosphere was not like that. Logically speaking, most ordinary people or hermits living in this town would not be as high-profile as this beautiful woman. I really don’t know where this person came from.
As the sun set, the beautiful woman slowly stood up and said to the crowd, "I'm leaving. See you tomorrow."
Rencaomu wiped the table without looking back, and just replied lightly: "I know."
So the maid put the money on the table, followed the beautiful woman away, got into the carriage at the door, and left.
Ye Ling saw Cao Mu coming to clear the table, but the beautiful woman didn't take a sip of the tea, which made Cao Mu sigh softly.
Ye Ling asked curiously: "Could it be that she dislikes the boss's tea because it doesn't taste good?"
Rencaomu smiled bitterly and said: "If that's true, that would be fine... don't mention it, don't mention it."
If people don’t want to say anything, they can’t ask more questions.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Ling got up and left. As he was walking on the road, someone with something to do asked: "You are new here, how dare you enter the tea shop at this time?"
Ye Ling nodded and said: "I am new here. If there is anything wrong, please let me know."
"In this Nine Dynasties tea shop, a woman like this always comes every afternoon, locks up the shop, and no one is allowed in. She leaves when the sun is about to set. It has been more than half a year. It is said that this woman does not drink tea when she comes here. , I don’t know what she wants to do.”
Ye Ling heard that it was indeed what this person said. The beautiful woman sat there quietly all afternoon without taking a sip of tea.
It's just that Ye Ling didn't care about this, so he agreed casually and went home.
When I walked to the entrance of the school, I saw a group of children surrounding the little monk and the little Taoist priest. The two were competing with each other. No one looked down on the other, and no one accepted the other.
They didn't leave until the noisy master from the school came out and scolded them.
Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, but he remembered the scene when he was young, playing and making trouble with the children next door with his third brother. Youth was infinitely good, and he hated not being a teenager anymore.
As he was walking, he met an eight or nine-year-old girl with a basket on her arm and a flower in her hand. She said to Ye Ling: "Brother, buy a flower for your sweetheart!"
Ye Ling saw this little girl: "Her clothes are patched, her body is weak and her face is green. I don't know where she lives. She sells flowers on the street."
The little girl looked forward to it: "Brother, just buy one. The girl you love will definitely like it."
Ye Ling smiled slightly, then gave the little girl some money, took the flowers from her hand, and said, "Thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful."
The little girl took the money and said quickly: "It's too much, it's too much. If we don't have this much, my mother said we can't sell it so expensive!"
Ye Ling smiled and said: "Take it, it's not much for big brother. The money is not as valuable as your flowers."
The little girl also smiled happily. There were many flowers in her basket. It was already evening, so business was probably not good today. But luckily I met Ye Ling, and Ye Ling was also lucky enough to meet her.
The little girl ran away with a smile, then turned around and shouted: "Brother, the girl you love will definitely like it!"
"The girl in my heart?" Ye Ling looked moved when he heard this, looked at the sky that turned from red to blue, and said to himself: "She... where is she now?"
In the alley, Ye Ling walked slowly deeper into the alley, his back gradually blurring. A gust of breeze blew, and petals flew past him, drifting towards unknown distances...
