The girl in red smiled and said: "These are the jasmine buds that my mother asked me to pick a few days ago. Look, they are still very fresh."
She frowned thoughtfully, "But I don't know how much the young master needs?"
Liu Ruyan couldn't help but said happily: "It's great that the girl can be sold to me. Thank you very much for the gift!" He said hesitantly, "I accept the girl's kindness, but how can I ask for the girl's things for no reason? ?”
"Why is this?" the girl in red asked in confusion.
"To tell you the truth, girl, in a few days it will be my master's sixtieth birthday. I will pick some fresh tea in this tea garden to entertain the guests." He smiled slightly, "I don't think so, there are many fine buds in the tea garden. It has been picked. I was wondering where to go to pick the best buds, but I happened to meet a girl who went down the mountain to sell tea. This was a good idea, but I can't take the girl's good tea in vain!"
After hearing what he said, the girl in red couldn't help but smile and said calmly: "I thought it was for some reason. Since the young master is in urgent need of tea, I don't have to be polite anymore. I just gave it to the young master to save the money." I'll go back down the mountain." After saying that, he held a bamboo bag full of green jasmine in front of Liu Ruyan.
"Even if I give it to the young master, don't refuse it anymore!" She blinked her eyes as clear as autumn water and looked at Liu Ruyan with a smile. The eyes seemed to be flowing with colorful softness, which was beautiful and moving.
Liu Ruyan Nuonuo was speechless for a moment, standing there in confusion, feeling a little flattered and shy, and seemed to be a little embarrassed. After a long while, he said: "It's hard to refuse a girl's kindness, so I have no choice but to be respectful and accept the girl's kindness." After saying that, he cupped his hand and accepted all the buds in the bag.
The two chatted happily, and before they knew it, it was almost noon. The sunlight above their heads became extremely intense, and the entire tea garden glowed with a warm and bright luster under the sun. They had been standing in the tea garden chatting for a long time.
Liu Ruyan looked up at the sky, suddenly showing a slightly panicked look, and said, "Oh no, it's almost noon, and I forgot that my master is waiting for me to bring tea back. His old man must be waiting anxiously at home. , Thank you girl for your kind gift, we will meet again later, so we say goodbye!" He cupped his hands to the girl in red, bowed and saluted, smiled and turned around to leave.
Just as he was walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and said loudly: "I have been chatting with the girl for so long, but I still haven't asked her her name? Can she tell me her name?" He held a long sword in his hand and was dressed in Tsing Yi. Swinging in the mountain breeze.
The girl in red smoothed her temples with her hands, smiled at him, and said: "My name is Luo Xiangxue, Luofu's Luo, Xiangtianxiang, Baixue's snow. Just call me Xue'er. Dare you ask me, sir?" What do you call it?"
Liu Ruyan smiled and said: "My name is Liu Ruyan, the willow of the willow tree, the willow of the willow tree, the smoke of the clouds." After that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the direction of the thatched cottage, his handsome figure gradually disappeared deep in the shade of the trees.
The girl in red, Luo Xiangxue, stood there blankly, watching him go away. A faint red cloud appeared on her handsome snow-white face, but she didn't notice anything. She stayed there for a long time, and suddenly Smiling softly, as if everything that just happened was just an unexpected dream!
Two young people who were just in their youth met like this. The unexpected encounter was like a beautiful firework that would end in a blink of an eye. What kind of story will happen when they meet and get to know each other? Is it just an unexpected encounter? Of course not, their story has just begun.
Liu Ruyan hurried back to the thatched cottage and found that it was tightly closed. He put his long sword and bamboo bag under the eaves and pushed the door in. He saw that the kitchen was deserted and the stove was neat and tidy. It did not look like it had been burned or cooked. He couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart, and called loudly: "Master, my disciple is back." He shouted, but there was no response. He called again, but there was still no response from the master. "Yeah, the master is not at home, where will he go?" He thought in his mind, "Has the old man gone out after dinner? Normally, he would not go out at this time, where has he gone? ?" He thought, and an ominous premonition came over him inexplicably: "What will happen to his old man, right?" Then, he rejected this groundless speculation in his heart.
He pushed open the door of the master's bedroom. The furnishings inside were as usual, and nothing unusual was found. There was a cup of brewed jasmine on his desk, which was still steaming slightly. The fragrance of jasmine filled the whole room. . He looked around the house and found nothing missing. There was a thin quilt stacked neatly on the corner of the bed, and the master's favorite pen, ink, paper and inkstone were neatly placed on the desk. Everything was as usual... ..Maybe the old man went to the back mountain to collect medicine, or practice Qigong, or take a walk...
After some thought, he decided to go to the back mountain to search. Maybe the master was there! He picked up the sword in one hand and ran straight to the back mountain.
When he quickly came to the back mountain, he heard the sound of weapons clashing from a distance coming from the cliff of Luoyan Peak. He felt a chill in his heart and immediately became alert: Someone was fighting on the cliff! This place is empty and lonely all year round, desolate and almost isolated from the world. Who could be fighting here? Driven by eagerness to find a teacher and driven by curiosity, he immediately performed a unique Qinggong skill called "Kite Flip" and flew down behind a huge rock. He carefully hid his figure and quietly poked his head out.
This cautious glance almost startled him. He saw that the master was fighting fiercely with an old man wearing a black felt hat! The master held the Lingxiao Sword, and the old man held a long silver spear in his hand. In the blink of an eye, after ten moves, the two sides were inseparable. The master's long sword was holding up more than ten sword flowers one after another. A flurry of flying sword shadows enveloped the old man in white, but he didn't see the master attacking any vital parts of his body. "" Seeing that the sword was about to hurt the opponent, it stopped abruptly and then avoided it. But the old man in white always had a smile on his face. Although the attack with a silver gun was fierce, he did not show any killing moves. The two people were tumbling and jumping in the air, engaging in hand-to-hand combat. After only a moment, they dodged again, and the two of them fought for a long time. After fifty moves, there was still no winner.
