Chapter 463 Qiu Xian
"We haven't entered the mountains yet. It will be safe once we enter the mountains."
It's not that my grandfather doesn't believe in Xu Da's physiognomy, but he has a shadow over what happened with the previous three pigeons, and is very worried that the Jin brothers and the boss will be caught up by shamanism again.
"Don't worry, I can see from their faces that they are not serious."
Xu Dacheng looked at my grandfather and said with great certainty that he was very confident in his physiognomy. He had seen the physiognomy of the Jin brothers and the old boss before, but there were no dangers.
"Heh..., you dug out my raw Pu'er?"
My grandpa took a sip of tea, and his brows instantly knitted together. The color of the tea was golden. My grandpa knew it was raw Pu'er at a glance. The color of the tea soup is displayed here. There are very few golden tea leaves. My grandpa this time The tea leaves brought out, that is, raw Pu'er can have this color of soup, but as soon as the tea soup is imported, a sour and astringent taste instantly fills the mouth.
"Hahaha, I told him that it's not appropriate to drink raw Pu'er right now, but he just didn't listen."
The head of the Lu family had been paying attention to my grandpa drinking tea for a long time. Seeing my grandpa pick up the tea cup, he couldn't hold back his laughter. He waited for my grandpa to drink tea and speak, and he couldn't hold back his laughter. .
After my grandfather just left, Xu Dacheng found the raw Pu'er. Because Xu Dachang had been in Guandong for a long time and had never been to Guanli, he was not familiar with this raw Pu'er at all. Moreover, Pu'er was not yet popular at this time. Unlike after Pu'er tea became popular and popular, and everyone in the country knew about Pu'er tea, now Pu'er is not well-known at all. Because he was curious about the taste of this tea, Xu Dacheng started to brew a pot of raw Pu'er, with Lu on the side. Even the head of the Lu family couldn't stop him. When he saw that he couldn't stop him, the head of the Lu family stopped stopping him. Instead, he just waited to watch the excitement.
Xu Dashi drank it himself, because it was sour and astringent when he put it in his mouth. The head of the Lu family next to him frowned when he saw Xu Dashi being sour from the raw Pu'er, and laughed out loud.
Xu Dazhong drank a bowl of sour raw Pu'er. He felt that since this tea belonged to my grandfather, he should also try it, so he specially brought a bowl of tea to my grandfather.
"I've never seen this tea before. Why don't you make a pot and try it?"
There was no trace of embarrassment on Xu Dacheng's face, as if he didn't make the tea, and he was even more confident when he said he had never seen it before.
"This is boiled and drunk, and it must be served with rock sugar, otherwise it will be very sour. I will give you two pounds later."
My grandfather took another sip of tea. It was really sour, but the tea was not wasted. Moreover, after taking a sip just now, he felt something different, so he took another sip. After finishing the sip of tea, he nodded. , told me how to drink this tea. (Personal preference, don’t blame me if you don’t like it)
"That's good. I'll go back and study it carefully. Although this tea is sour at first, after careful reflection, it has a different taste."
Xu Dacheng picked up the teacup and gave himself a cup. After finishing speaking, he took a sip, closed his eyes and frowned, then gradually relaxed his brows.
While my grandfather and the others were drinking tea, more than twenty black-robed shaman disciples gathered on the hill next to the market. Liu Dalong came back with a team of people assigned to him by Long Duotai.
"Zuo Ling, this is the commander's order."
Liu Dalong gave a copy of the transfer order signed by Long Duotai to the assistant leader who stayed here, the black-robed shaman disciple who fought against Butler Wei and was injured by Butler Wei.
"Okay, let's set off immediately."
The leader of the black-robed shaman elite scouting team looked at the transfer order in his hand. This was their commander Long Duotai sending people to support him. It happened that he had just analyzed the possible escape direction of these people. These people came. It was just the right time, so as soon as he read the transfer order, he was ready to take the people and set off to chase them.
"But Zuoling, your injury?"
Liu Dalong grabbed Zuoling who was about to mount his horse and set off, with a sad and embarrassed look on his face, as if he was really worried about Zuoling's injury.
"It's okay. I've already taken medicine to heal my injuries. It's just fine if I'm riding on horseback."
The leader of the black-robed shaman exploration team waved his hand, indicating that he was fine and had already taken medicine when he went back to report, so he would not delay the tracking.
"If you're injured, just rest. We'll just go after him. Don't be distracted by taking care of you then."
Here comes the leader of the fourth team. He looked at the leader of the first team, frowned and said displeasedly, "This means that he doesn't want to lead a team of leaders. This tracking is inherently a tiring physical job. It would really be a hindrance if he brought the wounded with him. The most important thing was that he had already made an agreement with Liu Dalong on the way here. If this job is done well, Liu Dalong can be straightened up. By then, the first team and the fourth team will be allies, and they will still have dirty information on the other side. That kind of ally, so the fourth team leader is very willing to help Liu Dalong. If Liu Dalong becomes the first team leader by then, he can control Liu Dalong through black materials.
"What are you talking about? Our leader still needs you to take care of us? The injury our leader received was for the mission, and we can tolerate your irresponsible remarks."
The black-robed shaman disciples next to the first team leader immediately became angry when they heard what the fourth team leader said. Wasn't this about eating alone? Then their dead brothers died in vain. The most important thing is that the living people still need credit. If they are robbed, it will not only be a shameless thing, but also lose their dignity. They will not have to work in the future. The cavalry team was mixed up.
But he saw that his leader was just sullen and had no intention of fighting back, so he opened his mouth to fight back. He had to say this, otherwise he would really get the credit.
"Okay, there's no need to say anything to them. It's just my brothers who have hurt the harmony and it's not good."
The leader of the first team had a sullen face. He did not fall out with the leader of the fourth team. He did not even want to speak. He just stopped the people on his side from talking. Instead, he looked at Liu Dalong and said that his brother should not hurt the harmony. He is not He dared to believe that his teammate wanted to stab him. He had been brothers for so many years and only eight brothers had died. He actually wanted to cause a split at this time.
Liu Dalong felt a little guilty when he was seen by the leader of the first team, but he also knew that he could not retreat at this time. If he softened and retreated at this time, then he would be a different person inside and outside. The fourth team looked down on him, and he could not stay with the first team. If he goes down, the only thing waiting for him is to be kicked out of the cavalry, which is not something he is willing to bear.
"Haha, since we are my brothers, I won't be polite to you. I made it clear that you are doing this job. Now that we have joined in, I want half of the credit. Isn't that too much?"
The leader of the fourth team looked at Liu Dalong and said nothing. He smiled and took over the words. He still had to say these unpleasant words. He was originally assigned to assist the first team, but now eight of the first team are dead. They were divided again by their team deputy Liu Dalong. The four were willing to follow Liu Dalong. At this time, the fourth team leader felt that it would be really stupid not to take the opportunity to take the initiative. Naturally, he would take the knife at this time. There will be absolutely no mercy.
"Not too much."
