Today is another day of hooking

Chapter 774 The villain became a ghost (18)
Jiang Luo opened the door to another world for Yue Shu.

the most important is.

There are ghosts in this world.

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Under the moonlight, the night wind blew the bamboo forest, and the moonlight blended together, making it quiet.

In fact, Yue Shu is very afraid of ghosts, so afraid that she fell asleep while listening to Jiang Luo telling real ghost stories.

She thought she was on the bed, but she didn't realize that she was actually on the ground.

Yue Shu: "..."

Also, where is this? ?And why am I here? ?
Suddenly a figure came into view, Yue Shu's eyes widened, Chi Yun! !
The corners of Yue Shu's mouth stiffened before he had time to rejoice, no, the one in front of me is no longer that Mr. Chi Yun.

"Chi Yun", who is now dressed in red like blood and sitting quietly on the stone bench, is a complete stranger to Yue Shu.

He is right in front of you.

But she has no reason to hold him in her arms...

Ugh.

Yue Shu silently looked up at Yue, and asked in her heart: "Yueya, what is this place?"

Because of falling asleep, he missed the opportunity to contract Chi Yun's ghost.

"..."

Yue Shu was silent.

Well, this might be the legendary Goldfinger space, the owner here is Chi Yun, and I am... hmm?
How did I get in? !

Isn't this the space where the master can only come in after a drop of blood recognizes the master in the legend in the plot?
It's impossible for me, an unlucky kid, to be the master. Could it be...

Yue Shu covered her chest in surprise, Chi Yun wouldn't pull me in because of my good looks, would she?
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After Chi Yun La Yueshu came in, he immediately regretted it.

But he can't throw people out. It seems that he is too picky and difficult to support. Should he hang out in the circle? !
Then he took out a tea set.

The knuckle fingers methodically pick up the wooden spoon made of mahogany to scoop tea leaves into the gaiwan, pour over the boiling water in the pot next to it, and the steam will rise with the aroma of tea.

The heart gradually settled in the tea smoke, a long-lost sense of familiarity calmed the desolation in the chest, and the mind was empty.

The celadon is held in the palm of the palm, and several tea leaves are stretched, rotated, and slowly sink in the clear green liquid, rising and sinking again, rising and falling three times, and the bud shadow and water light complement each other.

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Slowly use tea tongs to remove the tea dregs from the teapot, wash them with warm water, place the teacup on its side and rotate it in the tea boat, scald it with hot water, then take it out and place it in the tea tray.

Put the tea into the pot, the shape of the green top tea is like a woman in a delicate cheongsam, the buds and leaves are tightly wrapped, slender and full, the vision is refreshing, it can be said to be beautiful, the water is immersed in it, and the fine hair swims around, but it is bright and transparent. , Just like a woman's black eyebrows and watery eyes.

Seven dips and seven bubbles, the aroma is layered and distinct.

After the first layer of water is brewed, the warm fragrance rises from the cup, tangling in the nostrils.

After the second layer of water is brewed, it is mellow and sweet.

The third layer of water has been brewed, and the richness is not fading.

The fourth layer of water has been brewed, with a faint floral fragrance.

After the fifth layer of water was brewed, a fragrance gradually permeated.

After brewing the sixth layer of water, the taste is light, long and elegant, and the fragrance is quiet and quiet.

The seventh layer of water is brewed, and the water passes silently, leaving a clear rhyme. Where can I find the strings on a moonlit night.

The pot is held between cold white fingers, as light as a piece of thin paper, the middle finger of the left hand presses the button of the pot, the water flows down slowly, and the wrist drives the fingers, as if tracing a delicate meticulous painting, bit by bit, stroke by stroke A stroke came out from the bottom of my heart.

Buds and leaves slowly sink to the bottom of the cup, and then gradually emerge, swaying and floating along the direction of the water flow, sinking and floating three times, the tea leaves are slightly curled, like small folds pinched.
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Then Chi Yun just watched quietly, with deep and soft eyes.

(End of this chapter)