Heroic Death System

“Brother Hua, I told you you were going the wrong way, you still don't believe me.” Ding Qiyu wiped the sweat off his forehead and complained helplessly.

Hua Hua shyly laughed: “Sorry, I was going to cut a shortcut, get into town early, and it turned out..."

The two had just been through a battle, and their spiritual energy was almost exhausted. They urgently needed rest and recuperation in the city, but who knew was lost on the way. If they are full of spiritual power, they can fly with their swords, or use their spiritual knowledge to explore the route. This time, however, the injuries were severe, which made it difficult to recover for a moment and a half, and the deviation was lost.

At a time when both of them were sighing bad luck, a series of crisp wind chimes appeared not far away.

“Huh? Is there someone else here?” Ding Qiyu looked at Hua Zhi with confusion.

Hua Hua touched his head and mumbled: “I don't know, go and take a look. ”

The two followed the wind chimes and slowly headed that way.

Across a green bamboo forest, first appeared in front of a distinct bamboo building with a string of wind chimes hanging outside the bamboo building, shaking gently in the wind, making a ding-dong noise. There was a wind sail at the door, and I wrote the book: Relaxed Tea Dorm. There are several stone tables and chairs in the yard, each with a set of tea utensils, springs of water, a patch of petals dancing gently to bring a floral fragrance.

Hua Yao and Ding Qiyu took a deep breath and only felt refreshed and tired as if the clouds of smoke had vanished.

They walked into the tea room and chose a stone table to sit on. Without waiting for them to shout, someone has already greeted them in the bamboo tower.

It was a handsome, gray-haired teenager with a gentle smile and a subtle temperament that made people uncomfortable at first sight. As the teenager approached him, he lifted the teapot and poured two cups of hot tea for the two of them. His fingers were long, as if they were jade stone, and even delighted his heart.

“Two distant guests, tea please.” The first wave of guests who arrived more than half a month ago could be very welcome.

The attention of the two was quickly drawn by the tea water on the table, in a jade white teacup, one of the tea leaves suspended in the water, the tea water was clear, the fog was wrapped around, and the nose was clear.

Hua Zheng picked up the cup, smelled the tea, then took a sip, and suddenly felt relaxed, as if there was a warm stream filled with belly.

“Good tea.” Huawei praised him and stressed once more, "What a great tea! ”

After the taste of Ding Qi Yu, the colour of praise is also revealed. However, for a moment, his eyes flashed a little surprise, wondering if it was a delusion, the body's originally stagnant spirit, hidden convergence, body fatigue much reduced.

He looked at the refreshing tea on his hand and at the teenager beside him, showing a thoughtful expression on his face.

But Hua Zheng was big, not at all comfortable, asked: "Little Brother, what can you eat in your tea house? ”

“The dishes served today are written on wooden plaques.” Shake hands on the other side.

The two turned their heads and saw a wooden column standing not far away, two wooden plaques hung on the column, one on the left, the words "Misty Shadow Tea” written on the left, five pieces hung on the right, the words "Bamboo Tumbler Rice”, “Pine Mushroom Soup”, “Bamboo Shoots”, “Wild Vegetables” and "Yang Plum Brewing” written on the right, the price of each dish was one or two.

“A couple? Is it too expensive?” Dark as a tongue.

“Great value for money.” He replied with a laugh.

“Are you still short on that silver?” Ding Qiyu glanced at him and immediately said to Shanko, "Give us a copy of everything. ”

“Okay, please wait a moment.” Happily gone.

He moved quickly, but quickly finished the dish.

Huayou and Ding Qiyu began enjoying their food. At first, Hua Zheng would praise him from time to time, but when he ate half of it, his words gradually became scarce, and finally, like Ding Qiyu, he tasted it in peace and quiet.

After the meal, Hua Zheng seemed to intend to call Shanko, but was stopped by Ding Qiyu, who then left Silver Two behind and dragged him out of the tea house.

“How do you feel?” After a distance, Hua Zheng couldn't help but ask.

“Spiritual power has recovered 30%.” Ding Qi's eyes glistened brightly.

“Haha, I didn't expect that there was such a tea dorm hidden in the old forest in the deep mountains, it was really a good trip.” Hua Zhen excited, “why did you stop me? If you rarely meet a hermit, why don't you make out? ”

“Since he opened the tea dormitory in the mountains, since he did not want to be disturbed by outsiders, we will visit more than once in the future. He will always be acquainted with each other and not in a hurry. ”

Hua Hua snorted and nodded in agreement: “Or did you think thoughtfully? ”

A cup of tea, a mountain treasure, successfully harvested two diners.

You can remove the wooden plaque from the column and change the name of the dish.

“It's all vegetarian today. Add a beet tomorrow.” For a moment, write “chicken stew mushroom” on the wooden plaque and hang it on the column.

A mistaken eye saw the wooden plaque just hung up missing. Jean-Claude turned around and found the wooden medal caught in his hand by the slaughter beside him. He thought the guy was just curious, didn't care, and wrote a new one on it.

As a result, the next moment it was taken away by the yam.

“What's the matter?” Still looking at him suspiciously.

Yan raised the plaque on his hand and said angrily, "The mushroom is mine! Not for sale!”

Shanko: “So... chicken stew mushrooms? ”

Yan is satisfied, as long as it is not a mushroom.

Shanko: Hehe.

In the evening, you can take a bath in a homemade bathtub with yam and study the medicine and bath formula. Although his current strength does not allow him to improve Yan's cultivation, it should be fine to rely on drugs to regulate his traumatized spirits.

In the middle of thinking, Yan suddenly came together and the whole person put it on his back, his chin pillow on his shoulder.

The fiery atmosphere will be wrapped up and he will faint a little.

“Don't be ridiculous, I'm busy.” You can still push the man behind you with your elbows.

The slaughter stood still, sniffing around his neck, and the body gradually developed some kind of instinctive reaction.

Jean-Claude glanced back at him and regretted: "Sorry, not now. After my strength improves, we'll double fix it. ”

“Double fix?” I don't know, but it seems like a good thing that Yan thinks he's going to love it, so, "let's double fix it. ”

“I said no.” Efforts can be made to resist temptation.

“Why?” Yan slaughtered an intelligent expression of "confusion.”

How is he supposed to explain to a man with an IQ of only five what it means to be a double-hatter?

Finally, the all-powerful reason of ancient China, foreign China, and all four seas can be put into use. "When you grow up, you will know. ”

Yan Killing: “…” Somehow I feel my IQ has been ridiculed by 10,000 points...

“It's almost soaked. Go up and dry the water yourself and get ready for bed.” Urgent is possible.

Yan reluctantly let him go, swallowed slowly out of the bathtub, picked up the towel on the wooden frame and began to wipe the water stains on his body. Unexpectedly, he found that he was still in the bathtub!

“Little mushroom!” Yan stared at the pool and saw a white mushroom sinking and floating in the foggy pool water, rolling over to the edge of the pool, then rubbing against the wall of the pool, moving a little bit to shore, then jumping onto the flower pot on the bedside table and planting himself in the soil smoothly.

He walked over and stared at him in front of the bedside table.

You can lift up your mushroom head and immediately see a huge object up there, like an Optimus Prime. You can still see someone's fruit body, but for the first time look up at it in this shape, this angle, this position of absolute oppression.

“... either put my clothes on or go to bed.” Remind him of his poor tone.

“Oh.” Yan looked around and found a handkerchief that carefully wrapped the body of the little mushroom.

Jean-Claude stayed for two seconds and then reacted. He said, "I'm asking you to put on your clothes, not your clothes! ”

Yan Jie Te Yi: What you just said was “put your clothes on" ah...

Jean shook down his handkerchief and ordered, "Don't wear any more clothes, go to bed, cover your quilt, go to sleep! ”

Yan slaughtered to lie down - bed, cover the quilt.

The candle flame went out, and the room fell into darkness, and only the stars out the window fell silently.

“Good night, Yan. ”

“Good night, little mushroom. ”

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it is very comfortable with the little days of Yan. The tea house will have new guests every two or three days after the first guests are received. Though small in number, it also adds a lot of popularity to clean and unseen tea houses.

As the number of guests grows, the sanctuary's laid-back tea dormitory gradually becomes the perfect place for some nearby fixers to chat about tea in their spare time. His refreshing tea and culinary delicacies, although unable to enhance strength, can calm the mind, replenish spiritual strength, heal internal injuries, even to some extent exorcise the demons, plus the delicious aromas of colour, which unexpectedly gained the love of many practitioners.

However, the purpose of tea houses is not to serve the general public, but simply to change lives. Moreover, superior materials are rare and cannot be supplied indefinitely, so a formation method can be arranged outside the tea dormitory, which can be opened three to five times a month. Only when the formation method is opened will the tea dormitory be open outside.

“Little mushroom!” The yan slaughter came out of the woods and shouted furiously, "I caught a thief! ”

You caught a thief? Still surprisingly looking back, I want to look at who is the “thief” of the wretched hand. Turns out Yan Killing didn't bring back a person, but a... rabbit?

The rabbit grinned his teeth, his whole body raised his hair and his expression was incredibly fierce.

Jean-Claude looked familiar and seemed to be the one he had just met when he was shaped.

“It actually steals mushrooms in my mushroom garden!” Yan kills indiscriminately for his crimes.

“Well, bold indeed. Go ahead and say," Don't worry, "are you going to burn red or steam? ”

“Red fever!” Yan replied without hesitation.

The rabbit stopped struggling and drooped his limbs, hanging like a corpse on a slaughterhand.

Conceiving that the guy seemed a little intelligent, Jean-Claude said, "If he wants to change his mind, he can spare his life for a while. ”

The rabbit immediately spirited, his eyes sparkled and his chest slapped.

Yan unwilling to let it go.

The rabbit escaped from the Devil's Claw and immediately jumped to Sankoh's leg to rub it off.

Yan kicked it away in disgust and warned: "Don't touch this mushroom or that pile of mushrooms! ”

The rabbit slammed his teeth at him and then turned into the flowers, blinking.

That night, there was an extra rabbit hole in the corner of the yard, and it seemed to have decided to settle here. I don't know if it was because of this human mushroom or because of the colorful pile of mushrooms planted in the yard...