Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Li Shui turned into a crane and flew away in front of Hu Xingzhi, leaving only a floating mist steaming in front of the two men.

"So Ah Huan...you can tell me..." After a long pause, Hu Xingzhi spoke carefully, "This gentleman is also one of the immortals...right?"

"Yes, he is. He is the True Lord Lishui Dieshan who sits in charge of Hulao Mountain in Jueyunjian." Lin Huan picked up the teacup and drank the water in the cup, then looked up at Hu Xingzhi, with a faint curve at the corner of his mouth.

"He is considered... my elder." Lin Huan nodded, then shook his head: "Although he is an elder, we have known each other for more than ten years. We have already regarded each other as friends... friends who don't care about age."

After a pause, she smiled again, with a hint of teasing, "Brother Xingzhi, how do you feel about meeting another immortal?"

"... Well, to be honest, I think it's incredible to be able to meet... our guest Mr. Zhongli face to face and drink tea at the same table..." Hu Xingzhi scratched his head, "I didn't expect that I could meet an immortal again... I really have a good affinity with immortals, right?"

"Hehe~" Lin Huan hummed twice. "What do you think, Master Hu of our Wangsheng Hall?"

"Hehe~" Hu Xingzhi scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"But this... sir... I thought he would be a little difficult to get along with without a plain face."

Lin Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled after a while.

"He is a good teacher and a helpful friend... However, after getting to know him, you will find that he is actually very cute, a very easy-to-talk-to elder, and he also loves to tease people. Even his jokes are very cold. Brother Xingzhi, don't be nervous, the immortals all have good personalities."

Hu Xingzhi smiled bitterly, "In your heart, everyone is very good, very good."

"Really?" Lin Huan tilted his head and smiled, "Maybe."

"..." Hu Xingzhi pondered for a moment and then said, "By the way, you said you brought tea leaves, who are you bringing them for?"

"Well, father, Mr. Zhongli, Uncle Ye, and... Brother Boyang?" Lin Huan lowered his head and counted on his fingers. "At first, I wanted to run an errand for Mr. Zhongli. He wanted to drink the new tea picked from Chenyu Valley. He wanted to come, but you know, he really couldn't get away. Later, I thought about bringing some good tea produced in Qiaoying Manor back to everyone who likes to drink tea and hasn't come out."

At this point, Lin Huan seemed to remember something and suddenly looked up at Hu Xingzhi.

"Brother Xingzhi, you drink tea too, right?" Lin Huan asked.

"Me? ... Yes, I drink." Hu Xingzhi touched the tip of his nose, "But I'm just not a good drinker... Rong Zhao and I can't give you any reliable references. But his elder brother, look at the teahouse he opened in the city, he's a real tea drinker."

"Alas..." Lin Huan smiled bitterly. "The pigeon has only walked halfway, right? It's better to find a way to ask, drink, and find it myself than to wait for it to come back..."

"Ah Huan, that's right! You can go and chat with the tea vendors and drink some tea." Hu Xingzhi said with a smile, "We'll go with you."

"Okay, let's go together. I'll feel more confident with you guys around." Lin Huan smiled.

"No, the main force can only be you." Hu Xingzhi teased back, "Because you are the one who accompanied them to drink so much good tea! We can only give you a reference and help you bargain when you make a decision!"

“Eh?…” Lin Huan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and patted Hu Xingzhi on the shoulder, “Brother Xingzhi, you have a big mouth! But…”

Lin Huan paused, turned his head, and his expression became serious.

"Thank you very much!"