After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

Chunzailou, the largest teahouse in Xuntang, has existed for more than 20 years. It was established when the tea industry in Xuntang was not booming.

Qi Ling asked Yang Pingzhu for some money, and the next day, before Wu Nong woke up, he went to Chun Zailou alone.

Chunzai's business is good, even in the morning there are many people, Xiaoer saw the guests coming in, his eyes lit up, and he greeted with a busy smile.He has been in this teahouse for so many years, and he has seen many good-looking people, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Qi Ling who makes him unable to take his eyes off at a glance.

However, he was not the only one who noticed Qi Ling as much as he did.As soon as Qi Ling stepped into the room, the curtain of the noble room sitting in the inner room was opened, the man looked up and down, his expression changed from doubt to certainty, then quietly lowered the curtain, and nodded to the man sitting beside him with the hood on. bowed his head.

Xiao Er looked at Qi Ling carefully, and the other party suddenly raised his eyes and smiled at him.Xiao Er immediately reacted, and slapped himself in his heart a few times, thinking that this young man's temperament must be from an extraordinary background, how could he stare at him for so long?

Fortunately, this young man didn't pursue anything, he just said: "Serve...the best tea."

Xiao Er thought that this young master must be from another place, and said with a smile: "Young master... we only have one kind of tea here, but it is the best tea in Xuntang, and you can't drink it anywhere else."

Qi Ling: "The best?"

"Yes, yes." Xiaoer quickly explained: "Our spring is upstairs, and the tea is bought from Shen's family. The tea of ​​Shen's family is only sold in our spring in the whole Xuntang."

"Only selling spring is upstairs..." Qi Ling was thoughtful.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Xiao Er left to prepare tea for him. When he came back, there was no one at the table.He put the tea on the table, saw Qi Ling standing at a small stall beside him, walked over to remind him: "My lord, don't let the tea get cold."

Qi Ling put back the kit in his hand.

Xiaoer's sharp eyes saw that the brocade bag tied around Qi Ling's waist was the same as the one they sold in Chunzailou, and said with a smile: "My lord, the patterns on this brocade bag are all embroidered by the best embroiderer in Chunzaillou. .”

Qi Ling became interested in Chun Zailou, and said with a smile, "Why do you have everything here?"

Xiaoer choked, misunderstood the meaning of his words, lowered his head in embarrassment, and said: "My lord, don't misunderstand... the girls in the upstairs in Chun are all homeless girls that our shopkeeper met, seeing them pitiful, They specially invited someone to teach them their skills, and they made a living as a performer upstairs in spring."

"Firstly, it saved people, and secondly, it made Chunzai upstairs more lively."

Qi Ling suppressed his smile, thinking to himself why this little girl likes to think of him as that kind of person like Wu Nong.

"However..." Xiaoer whispered: "If the son likes it, if he is in love with the girl, then naturally..."

"..." Qi Ling thought to himself that it's good that Wu Nong didn't come today, otherwise the little girl would have a hard time.

The shop was busy, Xiao Er turned to entertain other customers, and paused when she saw the teapot when she passed by Qi Ling's table.

It seems to have been moved by someone.

Qi Ling came back and sat down, "Is there anything else?"

"Young Master, drink slowly." Xiaoer shook his head, turned and left.

With so many people upstairs, it was normal for Chun to accidentally bump into the table and move it. I think he was overwhelmed.

The person behind the curtain sat down and said to the man, "Elder, why don't we go directly to the high priest?"

"..." The man slowly took off his hood, exposing the two corners of his head, held up the teacup in front of him and said in silence for a moment, "The high priest... I really read it right at that time, the one who can absorb the devilish energy of our clan , only demons."

"At that time, when you went to Qianhe Mountain to look for the Lord, was it because of the high priest that you failed?"

"..." The man called the elder didn't look old, and he just nodded lightly to this question.

After the Linyang faction attacked the Demon Realm, the Demon Venerable Fan Ji and the High Priest disappeared overnight at the same time. At that time, he led people to Qianhe Mountain to explain. Qi caused their strength to weaken.

After returning home, he thought about it, no matter how high the cultivation level of the head of the Linyang School is, it is impossible for him to absorb a power that is completely different from the spiritual power of the righteous way.

He remembered that he had seen a person on the mountain, who looked very similar to the high priest, but when he wanted to see more clearly, the person ran away.

The entourage asked: "Elder, can the high priest drink..."

In his impression, the high priest will always be a distance that ordinary people cannot touch, he is a teetotaler, and he is also a person who will not be emotional.

"do not know."

"...Then what if the high priest is drunk?"

"It's just right to be drunk. It's been so long. I can't always preside over the Demon Realm. Although I don't know why the high priest appeared in Qianhe Mountain, but if he refuses to go with us, can you and I beat him?"

The follower drooped his head, "I can't..."

"Don't worry, the wine is specially made, it tastes the same as tea, and it won't be discovered." The elder finished the tea and commented: "The tea in Chunzailou is far worse than the wine in the devil world."

The high priest doesn't drink wine from the devil world, but now he comes out to drink tea from Chun Zailou, let him guess the reason for this——

If he remembered correctly, the High Priest spent a while in Jiangnan when he was a child.

Probably missed the taste.

On the other side, Qi Ling didn't drink the tea directly, but used chopsticks to pick out the tea leaves in the teapot and compared them with the dry tea leaves in the kit. As he expected, the two were the same kind of tea.The tea brewed from this tea has the same taste as the tea in Xuntang Hanoi.

Just now the mistress said that this tea comes from Shen Wan, and it is only available in Chun Zailou.

The incident of drowning and death in the Xuntang River began for several months, and no one noticed the smell of tea leaves. Qi Ling looked at the girl who was performing at the side, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.

He thought to himself: It's the fragrance from their bodies that interfered with those people's sense of smell.

This further confirmed his conjecture last night: Cui Yanglan still has feelings for Shen Wan, that's why this tea floated in the Xuntang River.

But he had observed when he went to Shen's house before, and the tea displayed there was not of this kind.

Qi Ling sat on his seat with a chuckle, put his hands on his head and looked sideways at the performances of those girls, thinking that Shen Wan must have known that these two kinds of tea were the same, so he put away all the tea of ​​this type in the house.

On the one hand, Taoist priests were asked to suppress Cui Yanglan, and on the other hand, they secretly planted this tea.

In order to make money, I don't want my life.

In the room, the entourage didn't see Qi Ling drinking tea for a long time, and said anxiously: "Elder, the high priest doesn't seem to drink it. How about I go out and help him?"

Seeing the elder nodding, the attendants put on their hoods, went out from the room, and sat down opposite Qi Ling.

Without warning, a person sat down in front of him, wearing a hood. Qi Ling couldn't see the other person's face clearly, so he raised his vigilance, "This..."

Without further ado, the attendant poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Qi Ling.

Qi Ling: "?"

Does this mean to ask him to drink?

Qi Ling tilted his head to look at the face under the hood, the attendant saw his intentions, put the hood on and turned his head sideways, not to let Qi Ling see.

Qi Ling: "..."

He thought to himself: Is this person stupid?Sneaky, appearing in front of him out of nowhere, this tea is undrinkable.

Seeing that he still refused to drink, the attendant pushed him anxiously, but unexpectedly Qi Ling grabbed his hand.

The entourage was startled, Xin Dao wouldn't be discovered by the high priest, he stood up and wanted to escape, but when he thought that the high priest hadn't had tea yet, the elders knew that he would be punished, so he simply used his spiritual power to break away and grabbed Qi Ling poured it down for him.

Although Qi Ling resisted, he still drank half of it. He pressed his fingers on the table and tried to scratch his throat with his fingers to spit out the wine, but it didn't work.

He coughed a few times, recalling the man he saw just now, with two horns on his head—it was a demon.

"What are you doing here?" Wu Nong appeared next to him at some point, seeing the water stains on Qi Ling's body, his face turned dark immediately.

Qi Ling also knew that he was in a mess, so he opened his mouth, "Listen to me..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Nong grabbed him and went up to the second floor of Chunzai Building.

Drink tea on the first floor, and have accommodation on the second floor, which is similar to the inn, except that the inn cannot produce the tea that Chun Zailou has.

The entourage returned to the elder, feeling a little anxious, and said: "Elder, the high priest seems to have seen me...but there was no murderous look in his eyes, he only caught me after letting go, it seemed that he had no strength, I used spiritual power Feel free to grab it and open it."

"I'm so rude to the high priest, the next time he sees me...will he kill me..."

The elder put on his hood and said, "If you don't kill him now, he won't leave it behind to kill him later."

He always kills directly when he wants to kill.

The follower was slightly relieved.

"However..." the elder said: "You were still rude just now. After returning to the Demon Realm, go and receive the punishment yourself."

"……Yes."

"The person who took the high priest upstairs, I saw him in Qianhe Mountain."

"It should be the high priest who met on Qianhe Mountain. It seems a bit hostile."

"..." The elder walked out of the room and said, "Anyway, get ready to rob people."

Qi Ling had no chance to break free, and was dragged by Wu Nong all the way into an empty room.

"Are you angry again? What are you going to do? You haven't booked a room yet! What will you do when someone comes in later? You are not allowed to mess around!" Qi Ling retreated to the corner, his face flushed slightly, Wu Nong only thought he was shy, Never bothered.

He turned around and found a clean towel in the drawer and threw it to Qi Ling, "You can pour tea on yourself? Why? Who do you want to show you like this?"

"I..." Qi Ling was a little dizzy, and didn't want to explain, so he quietly wiped the water stains on his body.

Wu Nong didn't hear Qi Ling's explanation, and felt that he was a bit uncharacteristic, and he was already eager to prove his innocence under normal circumstances.

There must be something wrong if something goes wrong, Wu Nong decided that Qi Ling was the one he said, and he had nothing to say for a while.

Qi Ling wiped it halfway, Wu Nong grabbed the towel and said, "Don't wipe it off."

"?" Qi Ling looked at him strangely.

The one who asked him to wipe was Wu Nong, and the one who didn't want him to wipe was also Wu Nong.

What is this man trying to do?

Qi Ling frowned, his expression suddenly became serious, and he went over to snatch the towel from his hand, "...give it back to me!"

Wu Nong dodged sideways and caught Qi Ling, feeling that his reaction today was a bit strange.

Qi Ling shook a few times, supported Wu Nong to stand firm, and continued to grab the towel wearily.

"Are you sick again?" Wu Nong saw that his cheeks were flushed, and thought to himself, what did this person do to get sick after not seeing him for a while?He reached out his hand to touch his forehead but found it wasn't hot.

Qi Ling couldn't stand still, and Wu Nong would fall down if he let go, so he could only use his strength to lie on top of him.

Seeing him like this, Wu Nong had a thought in his mind: Is this...drunk?