White tea legend

In the prison, Miracle Doctor Lu Yu took a nap, and suddenly there was another person in front of him.

It's His Highness Chonghua.

"His Royal Highness Chonghua..."

His Highness Chonghua put his index finger on his lips and shushed, signaling him to be quiet so as not to disturb Wen Mingxianjun's family in the next cell.

His Highness Chonghua lowered his voice and said to the miracle doctor Lu Yu: "Children in the world are immersed in sick children. Only by getting rid of the hemp demon can the root cause be solved. And there is only one good medicine in this world that can deal with the hemp demon."

"White tea."

His Highness Chonghua nodded, and then asked the miracle doctor Lu Yu: "The white tea was grown by you, Lu Yu, by your own hands. Please contribute this medicinal herb to the people of the world."

"I don't agree." Lu Yu instinctively rejected His Highness Chonghua.

The last time, the hemp demon caused harm to the world and made Bai Cha pay a heavy price. He started the Compendium of Materia Medica and lost the chance to be ranked in the Immortal Class. This time, if Bai Cha is asked to sacrifice himself again, I don't know what will happen. price.

"Lu Yu, you are a doctor, and doctors have the heart of a parent. How could you..."

"I do not want to!"

Lu Yu rejected His Highness Chonghua.

His Highness Chonghua was puzzled: "It's just a medicinal herb. After you solve the human measles epidemic, I will ask the Lord of Heaven to let you take over Baicao Garden and serve as the new God of Medicine."

Lu Yu raised his hand to stop His Highness Chonghua from continuing: "Your Highness, you and Lu Yu have known each other for so long. In your mind, Lu Yu is the kind of person who betrays his friends for glory? There must be other ways to control the measles epidemic. Why don't Your Highness pray to God?" Sir, please let me out of the heavenly prison and send me to the human world to fight against the epidemic."

Seeing that Lu Yu had made up his mind, His Highness Chonghua felt helpless and had no choice but to leave the prison.

Before leaving the prison, he handed a parrot with a broken wing to Lu Yu: "I met this bird on the way to heaven. You are a miracle doctor. Please fix its broken wing first!"

……

On the top of Stone Mountain, next to Hongxue Cave.

A tea tree stands quietly.

The trunk of the tea tree is thick and twisted, and the bark is dark brown, mixed with traces of moss. The tea tree has lush branches and leaves, and the lush leaves glow with a faint luster under the sunlight, as crystal clear as jasper. The edges of each leaf are inlaid with fine serrations, and the leaf veins are clearly visible and arranged in an orderly manner, like carefully drawn life lines. The breeze blows, and the leaf tips sway gently, making a rustling sound.

The new buds and leaves of the tea tree are bright green in color and soft in texture, as if they have condensed the essence of the entire winter.

And this essence is the best medicine to conquer the human epidemic.

This news has been widely known to parents in the world through the dream of Antarctic Immortal Weng.

As a result, more and more parents gathered at the foot of Stone Mountain. They wanted to climb Stone Mountain, pick white tea, and treat their children's measles.

However, the road to this stone mountain is steep, and there is a white horse spirit living halfway up the mountain. How can it be easily climbed by a mortal?

People climbed the mountain many times, but were frightened away by the white horse spirit, so they began to cry at the foot of the mountain.

Lan Gu set off.

Like everyone else, Lan Gu met the white horse spirit halfway up the mountain.

This horse is not another horse. Its appearance is unique. It is covered with silver mane, which is like thin threads falling under the moonlight and flowing in the breeze in the mountains. The horse has a slender body, smooth lines, strong and elegant limbs, and its hooves make a crisp sound when they step on the rocks.

The white horse spirit's eyes are piercing, like two bright stars, reflecting the innocence and mystery of the world. Its noble temperament seems to belong to the extraordinary world, more like a messenger sent from heaven. But under the moon, I saw a white horse spirit running on the cliff. Its speed was as fast as lightning, making it difficult to catch. Wherever it passes, it leaves behind a string of silver light trails that linger for a long time. It stood quietly on the top of the mountain, looking at the moon and hissing. Its sound was melodious and graceful, and could be heard for miles.

Lan Gu bowed deeply to the white horse spirit and said: "Immortal Lord, can you let the common girls go up the mountain to pick white tea? Only that white tea plant can save the sick children in the world."

Baima sighed and said: "I was set up as a roadblock to stop people from going up the mountain to collect medicine. It was out of necessity. Children in the world are suffering from diseases, and I can't bear it. There is just a condition for going up the mountain..."

Lan Gu then asked: "What are the conditions?"

"If you are willing to be the delicacy in my belly and provide me with a full meal, I will carry you up the mountain and pick the white tea."

Lan Gu agreed without hesitation.

One person and one horse reached an agreement.

The white horse asked Lan Gu to ride on the horse and carry her up the mountain.

Under the deep night, a waning moon hung like a hook in the sky, looming.

Lan Gu wrapped her thick clothes tightly, nestled on the horse's warm back, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. The night was thick, and the surrounding trees were only dim shadows, making the mountain road look increasingly dangerous.

The horse's hooves fell on the stone path, making a dull and powerful echo. With every step she took, Lan Gu could feel the tension and effort in the horse's muscles. The cold wind in the middle of the night was biting, but in this hardship, the body temperature of the horse gave her great comfort and strength.

The mountain wind howled through the valley, as if there were thousands of ghosts crying in the night. Surrounded by this sound, Lan Gu's and Ma'er's breathing became the rhythm of each other's insistence, and their heartbeats intertwined into the melody of courage and determination in the darkness.

Suddenly, a stronger wind blew towards her face like an angry beast. Lan Gu grabbed the horse's rein tightly, lowered her head, and used the horse's strong body to protect herself from the cold wind. The horse seemed to understand this sudden test. It slowed down its pace and searched for a solid foothold more carefully.

In this way, one person and one horse support each other and challenge the seemingly impossible task in the dim starlight.

At dawn, one person and one horse finally reached the top of the mountain.

Looking back, the steep mountain road that frightened Lan Gu became soft and gentle under the first light of morning.

"Thank you, Ma'er. Without you, it would be difficult for any mortal to reach the top of this mountain." Lan Gu bowed to the white horse sincerely.

Bai Ma said, "Just don't forget the agreement between you and me."

"a man of his words."

"Well, I'll wait for you here at Stone Mountain. You can go and do your business first."

Lan Gu said goodbye to Baima and went to look for the white tea plant next to Hongxue Cave.

In the soft light of the morning sun, a white tea tree grows in Hongxue Cave, looking full of vitality. Its branches swayed gently in the breeze, and each leaf was bathed in the golden sunlight, shining like emeralds.

As the morning light gradually brightens, dewdrops dance on the tea leaves, like pearl-like embellishments. They sway gently on the leaf tips, capturing every subtle change in the morning light. Until the sun rises, they reluctantly slide down, nourishing the earth and this white tea plant.

"I've finally waited for you, Lan Gu."

As soon as Cha Shuer finished speaking, a ray of emerald green light flashed from the root of the tea tree, turning into a light soul and floating on Lan Gu's outstretched palm.

Cha Shuer's soul was beating in Lan Gu's hands, and the surrounding air seemed to become fresh and full of vitality because of this magical moment.

"Bai Cha, thank you." Lan Gu looked at her palm and said.