White tea legend

Chapter 222 What a fool

Many years ago, Master Xuanzang led his three disciples on the road to the West to learn scriptures. Along the way, they encountered countless monsters.

Those little goblins with no background and no backing will most likely end up miserable. They will be beaten down by Sun Wukong with a stick and die.

For example, the white-bone demon originally wanted to taste Tang Monk's meat, but after Wukong saw through it, he didn't even leave his body intact.

There are also those spider spirits, although they set up a beauty trap, they still can't escape Wukong's dazzling eyes, and they end up in one pot.

However, there is no absolute fairness in this world. Some fairies have big trees behind them to enjoy the shade.

Like the yellow wind monster, which could blow up a sandstorm when the wind blew, almost burying the four masters and disciples. Just when Sun Wukong was about to take action, the man announced that his eldest brother was King Kong under the seat of Tathagata Buddha. Now that it was over, the monkeys did not dare to move and could only respectfully invite the man away.

The fairies without backers were beaten to death, and the fairies with backers were picked up by their backers.

This became a joke on the lips of everyone in the Li Dynasty. Unexpectedly, Bai Cha would see it at this time.

The defeated tiger spirit of the White Tea Fairy was not a tiger spirit, but a golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit. During the journey of Xuanzang's apprenticeship, he had no supporter and could only transform into a big yellow dog. Now he can transform into a big tiger and has climbed up the mountain.

This patron's name is Liuli. Among the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, the Glazed Immortal was not from a distinguished family, nor did he have much magical power, but he had a winning heart.

In heaven, wealth takes the form of incense, offerings and prayers from earthly believers. As for the legendary magical plant Aesculus, it has the magical effect of immortality. If it can be widely planted in the world, it will bring overwhelming incense, which is tantamount to a windfall for the Liuli Immortal. .

But who went to the human world for him to secretly plant the seven-leafed flower?
It was also a coincidence that the golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit trapped by the ancient magic circle broke into the sight of the Glazed Immortal. It is trapped in the ancient law, struggling, but unable to escape.

This golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit, also known as Half Guanyin and Lady Diyong, was originally a banshee. She secretly ate fragrant flowers and candles in Lingshan Mountain, and later turned into a demon when she fell into the bottomless pit of Shengkong Mountain. She caused some trouble during Xuanzang's journey to seek Buddhist scriptures. After being discovered by Sun Monkey, and after a battle, she became the golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit. He was detained by Sun Houhou and Li Tianwang and his son, and planned to play Tiancao and wait for his fate.

The heavenly system lacks transparency. Master Xuanzang and his disciples continued to study the scriptures, but they did not care about the specific fate of the White Rat Spirit, and the Lord of Heaven actually forgot about it.

The white rat spirit that was brought to heaven to be punished was left idle without supervision. This rat spirit secretly broke into the forbidden area of ​​​​the heaven, trying to steal the fairy grass to enhance its cultivation. As a result, it triggered the protective circle and was Trapped inside, he met the Immortal Liuli by chance.

Liuli Shangxian originally wanted to ignore it, because he knew that the laws of heaven were strict, and helping monsters and ghosts privately would be severely punished. However, the Immortal Liuli approached the magic circle and carefully observed it with his proficient Five Elements magic. He found that this golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit contained a strange power, which seemed to have some mysterious connection with the seven-leafed flower. . With a thought in his mind, he decided to take a risk, rescue this rat spirit, and take him as his disciple.

After the rat spirit was released, it was extremely grateful to the Immortal Liuli. It revealed that it had seen traces of the seven-leafed flower in the human world and knew how to plant it. After hearing this, the Immortal Liuli was very moved, and secretly taught the rat spirit more forbidden spells in heaven, asking him to disguise his gender, turn into a tiger, hide in the world, and plant a seven-leaf and one-branch flower for him.

Liuli Shangxian's plan gradually unfolded. He wanted to use the power of the seven-leafed flower to change his destiny against heaven and gather incense in the world, so as to enhance his status in heaven.

Unexpectedly, this matter was revealed by Bai Cha because of the filial Zhuo Laosan.

The Immortal Liuli could only lament his bad luck.

At the same time, he asked the White Tea Fairy to retain some people and take away the White Rat Spirit. He also asked the White Tea Fairy to conceal the fact that he secretly planted Aesthesia in the human world, and took the White Rat Spirit to heaven.

Bai Cha watched the Glazed Immortal and the White Rat Spirit ascend to heaven, then looked back at Zhuo Laosan on the ground. He fainted from fright and was sleeping soundly.

The white tea did not disturb him, but let him sleep until he woke up naturally. When Zhuo Laosan woke up, there was no tiger in front of him, only a young woman smiling at him.

Zhuo Laosan thought that he might have had a nightmare.

Zhuo Laosan asked why Bai Cha was in the deep mountains and old forests. Bai Cha said that he went up the mountain to find the high mountain tea trees and got lost. Zhuo Laosan then volunteered to lead the way for Bai Cha.

"Sister, I know this mountain well!"

"Then my brother is helping my sister lead the way. What do you call me brother?"

"Zhuo Laosan. Where is sister?"

"White tea."

The mountain road is winding and winding, with lush trees on both sides and the sound of birdsong. Zhuo Laosan seemed to know this mountain forest well. He took the white tea through bamboo forests and across streams. As they gradually approached the place where the mountain tea trees grow, the road became steeper and steeper, and the climate gradually became colder. .

The mountain road is rugged, and the higher you go up, the more dangerous the road becomes. Although Zhuo Laosan was young and frail, he always walked in the forefront and opened a way for white tea.

Whenever he encountered a steep hillside or slippery stone steps, Zhuo Laosan would reach out and hold Bai Cha's arm steadily to ensure that she passed safely.

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves and cast dappled patterns on them. Zhuo Laosan took off his coat and spread it on a flat stone. "Sister, you sit here and rest for a while. I will go find some fruits and come back."

Before Bai Cha could respond, he walked vigorously through the mountains and forests, skillfully picking a few bright red and sweet wild fruits from the trees. When he returned to the place, he saw Bai Cha sitting quietly, his eyes showing deep appreciation for this young man.

At sunset, the two finally reached the top of the mountain.

The scene in front of them was like a fairyland picture. Several high mountain tea trees stood among the clouds and mist. Their branches and leaves were emerald green, as if they were the most precious gifts of nature.

Bai Cha couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke one of the tea trees, feeling its smooth and hard bark and the tender green tea leaves.

"Sister, is this the mountain tea tree you are looking for?" Zhuo Laosan asked.

Bai Cha nodded: "These tea trees are really beautiful. They grow in such an environment and absorb the most essential nutrients from nature, so they can grow such high-quality tea leaves."

The two began to get busy. They carefully picked the green tea leaves for fear of hurting them.

The two quickly picked a bag and prepared to go down the mountain.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, if he still relied on his feet, he might not be able to reach home until late at night. Bai Cha quietly made a secret, and Zhuo Laosan felt dizzy and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already standing at the entrance of Tianzhu Village.

The last rays of the setting sun shine on the fields, and the golden wheat waves rise and fall with the wind, exuding a refreshing aroma. The evening in the village is always so peaceful and beautiful. The smoke coming out of the chimney seems to be the longing and expectation of every family for their family members who are about to return.

The river flows quietly, and the water reflects the sunset and sparkles with gentle waves. A few ducks swam leisurely by, leaving a series of ripples, breaking the tranquility of the water.

"Here we are?"

"You're here." "Sister, is this Tianzhu Village?"

"Is not it?"

"How did we go so fast?"

"I want to know too."

Bai Cha smiled and said goodbye to Zhuo Lao San. Zhuo Lao San also wanted to ask her where she lived. He was worried that she was walking on the mountain road like a young lady. He wanted to send her home, but when he looked back, he saw that she had already gone very far away. He couldn't catch up, and he couldn't hear him shouting.

Zhuo Laosan had no choice but to go home.

The moment Zhuo Laosan walked in the door, his heart felt heavy. The lights in the room were dim, and his mother had her back to him, hunched over and busy at the stove. The boiling water vapor covered her deep wrinkles. She held a wooden spoon in her hand and stirred the wild vegetable soup in the pot over and over again. The crystal clear soup seemed to silently tell the story of the poverty at home.

"Mom, I'm back." Zhuo Laosan's voice was low and powerful, trying to hide the sadness in his heart.

The mother turned around with a smile on her face: "Third brother, you came back just in time. Go wash your hands and eat later."

There are several coarse porcelain bowls on the dining table, filled with boiled wild vegetables. Zhuo Laosan looked at this meal with an unspeakable feeling in his heart. He knew that in order to treat his father's illness, his family was already heavily in debt. His father's illness not only tortured him, but also drained the family's efforts and hopes.

The two brothers sat silently at the table, their eyes full of exhaustion and helplessness. The dilemma at home is like a heavy mountain weighing on everyone's heart. The eldest brother broke the silence: "The second child and I decided to go out to help out tomorrow. We have to find a way to pay off the debt. We can't let my parents suffer like this again."

Zhuo Laosan's heart tightened. He knew that his two brothers' decision was the right one, but if all three brothers left, his elderly parents would have no one to take care of them. He clenched his fists, fighting fiercely in his heart.

After dinner, Zhuo Laosan sat next to his parents and said softly: "The eldest brother and the second brother have left. I will stay to take care of you."

The father raised his head weakly, with a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes: "Third brother, it was dad who dragged you down."

"Dad, what are you talking about? Sons should be filial to their parents." Zhuo Laosan said with relief.

That night, Zhuo Laosan tossed and turned, thinking about how to take care of his parents and reduce the burden on his family.

It was dawn and the village was still immersed in tranquility. However, in the Zhuo family's hut, the lights have already illuminated the busy figure of the mother. Although the morning light outside the window has not yet filled the sky, the mother has already gotten up and prepared food for the two sons who are about to embark on the journey.

Inside the house, the fire crackled, and my mother squatted by the stove, pressing the dough evenly with the rolling pin in her hand. She made pancakes with wild vegetables. Although the ingredients were simple, each pancake carried her deep love and concern for her sons.

"Mom, let's go." The two brothers packed their bags and stood at the door, looking at their elderly mother unbearably.

"Bring these pancakes with you so that you can eat better on the road." Mother stuffed the hot wild vegetable pancakes into their packages, and took out a few pennies from her arms, which she borrowed from other people's homes in the village last night, " This little money is for your emergency use on the road."

Zhuo Laosan stood aside, watching the two brothers leave, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that this was not just a farewell, but also a silent promise that he would stay and take on the heavy responsibility of taking care of his parents.

I accompanied my brothers all the way through the fields and paths until we reached the intersection in Wanghaili. There, they said goodbye reluctantly, and the two brothers said to Zhuo Laosan: "Lao San, you have a lot to do at home. Brothers will come back when they make money."

Zhuo Laosan nodded and watched his brothers go away until they disappeared at the end of the street corner. He was about to turn around and go home when he suddenly saw a few servants from an unknown family in the market holding portraits and asking everyone they met.

I don't know who they are looking for.

Zhuo Laosan didn't care, turned around and continued walking his own way.

"Zhuo Laosan!"

Someone in the crowd called herself a little girl.

Zhuo Laosan was stunned. He didn't recognize this little lady in purple.

But Zi Yao recognized Zhuo Laosan at a glance, the young man who was looking for the seven-leafed flower for his father on the mountain.

"Zhuo Laosan, can you do me a favor?" Zi Yao said to Zhuo Laosan with a smile.

"How do you know my name? I didn't know you before."

"My filial son, Zhuo Laosan, I wish I knew you," Zi Yao pointed to a large bundle of herbs she just bought from the market, "Zhuo Laosan, can you help me carry these herbs back to the thatched cottage? I won't let you. Bai Bei, pay your wages.”

Zhuo Laosan looked at the herbs and then at Zi Yao. When he heard that there was still wages, he immediately nodded: "Okay."

"Purple Tongue... Thatched Cottage." Carrying the herbs on his back, Zhuo Laosan quickly followed Zi Yao to the entrance of the thatched cottage, raised his head and read out the sign on the plaque.

"That's right, you still know the characters," Zi Yao smiled and asked Zhuo Laosan to come in, "but that's not to say tongue, it's to say 杝. The third character is to say shan."

Zhuo Laosan felt embarrassed. He didn't read much and his family was too poor to afford it.

"Ju Zishan? What a strange name."

"There's nothing surprising. Kui is Kuo Lou, Zi is Zi Yao, and Shan is Coral. There are three doctors in this thatched cottage."

Zi Yao said, and a man and a woman walked out of the thatched cottage.

"Well, this sister is Gualou, this brother is Hualou, and as for me, I am Zi Yao."

"Coral..." Zhuo Laosan stared at Coral and murmured, "It looks like my sister's name."

Huanhuan wanted to be angry, but Ziyao and Gualou both laughed, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Why haven't you put down the herbs yet, you idiot." Coral said angrily.

Zi Yao quickly asked Zhuo Lao San to carry the herbs to the backyard to dry. When Zhuo Lao San came out, Zi Yao grabbed a handful of Tongbao from the drawer and handed it to Zhuo Lao San: "This is your salary for carrying the herbs, please Take it.”

Zhuo Laosan took it and counted it. There were ten. He quickly returned nine of them. "This is too much. It's not worth the money for me to carry the herbal medicine once." Zhuo Laosan stammered.

Zi Yao couldn't help but push the nine Tong Bao on the table to Zhuo Laosan: "You can take it if it's given to you. Some people think it's too much money. What a fool!"