The villain of Kuai Chuan Jiao is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 319 [That Killer] Spotless

In a tea shed in the outskirts, two people rode brown horses side by side and a carriage slowly approached. Yin Hao rode behind the horse and walked side by side with the carriage. He approached the curtain and asked in a low voice, "My lord, there is a tea shed ahead, you need to stop for a while."

The car curtain was blown gently by the wind, and a male voice with a pleasant voice sounded, "Take a break."

The carriage stopped beside the tea shed, and the owner of the tea stall hurriedly got up to prepare tea when he saw someone coming.

Yin Hao got off his horse and moved forward to lift the curtain of the carriage. The driver got off the carriage and knelt down as a human bench. The people in the carriage leaned over and stepped out of the carriage.

When the stall owner saw it, he flicked the cloth towel on his shoulder and wiped the table and stool back and forth.

The visitor stepped forward slowly, sat down with the hem of his clothes lifted, raised his hands and threw his feet, flowing clouds and flowing water, pleasing to the eye.

The stall owner was about to serve the tea but was stopped. In a short while, he saw a set of blue and white tea utensils on the table, and the dilapidated wooden table was suddenly out of place.

Visitors prepare tea with clear water and tea leaves, and the faint smoke rises slowly, and a wisp of tea fragrance drifts away with the curling green smoke. When you smell it, you know that it is a rare good tea.

The stall owner petrified the tea in his hand, and Xia Chen put a piece of silver on his saucer, "Let's sit for a while, don't use it."

The stall owner hurriedly served the tea, nodded and said that he was ready to step back.

A pair of white hands held a blue and white teacup and stopped in mid-air. At this time, a person came from a distance on the official road, holding a sword in one hand, and slowly approaching with a square wooden box in the other.

Yin Hao, who was resting for a while, heard the inaudible footsteps, and looked at Xia Chen, both of them involuntarily clenched the sword in their hands, and entered a state of alert.

The visitor was thin and thin, with black hair and white clothes spotless, without any modification on his body, and his appearance was very good.

Jiang Zuilan walked into the tea shed a few steps, put the wooden box in her hand on the table, and kept the sword in her hand, "Bring some food and tea."

The surrounding air was slightly stagnant, and the tea stall owner hurriedly brought out the tea that had been rejected just now, and served steamed buns and a few small dishes.

Jiang Zuilan put the sword on the table and sat down opposite those people.

The tea stall owner only felt that after this person came, the warm atmosphere suddenly became terribly quiet, so he hurriedly avoided the stove.

The other side's gaze has been falling on this place, Jiang Zuilan lightly raised her eyelids to look, her gaze was gloomy and cold.

This kind of gaze was too dangerous, Yin Hao's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked back without hostility but not timidly.

For a moment, the atmosphere was frozen and tense, the hand holding the blue and white porcelain teacup was lifted slightly, the beautifully curved lips lightly pressed against the wall of the cup, took a sip, and the mellow tea entered the mouth.

With just this one movement, the surrounding atmosphere slowly eased down. Jiang Zuilan looked away, picked up the steamed bun, took a bite, and drank the tea in one gulp. It was in stark contrast to the gentlemanly appearance, and the pleasing person on the other side was obviously two people. world.

Xue An raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, pushed the teapot on the table forward, with a slight smile on his brows and eyes, and said: "The summer is hot, and the tea is too weak to quench your thirst. Why don't you taste this sparrow." Don't wait for the other side The person responded, Xia Chen had already stepped forward and moved the teapot to Jiang Zuilan's table.

Jiang Zuilan glanced at the blue-and-white porcelain teapot, high-quality porcelain, served with famous tea in the world, one glance would relieve the heat, but she didn't say a word, and ignored it.

Xue An didn't care when he saw this, "I have traveled far away for many years, and I haven't come back for a long time. I don't know if it's the official road to Hengzhou?"

Jiang Zuilan took a look at the words, nodded expressionlessly, and started gnawing on the steamed buns again.

(End of this chapter)