It never snows in Amami Castle.
The situation in the city is not quite right these days, even Lao Ge, who runs a tea shop in the outer city, knows about it. His surname is Ge, he has no children, his wife has passed away, and he is alone. There was someone who wanted to make a connection for him, but he also declined.
He lived a happy life by himself guarding a small tea shop. Every morning before dawn, he got up to fetch water, and brought the water back with a car that looked dilapidated. At dawn, his tea shop opened , the people who came were also regular customers, and many of them were single like him. They usually linger here for most of the day, and it is often late at night when the tea shop closes the last few customers.
Day after day, Lao Ge never feels lonely and bored, he has so many old friends who have been with him for many years. Besides, it turned out that when the old woman was around, she always complained every day. She was okay when she was young, but when she got older, she wanted to have a child, and her temper became more and more weird. Not pleasing to the eye, they are all her enemies. Others live better than her, and she is jealous in her heart and contemptuous in her mouth. If her life is not as good as hers, she will mention it over and over again, for fear that others will forget about it.
She was ill for over a year and then went. Others sympathized with Lao Ge, but Lao Ge felt that it was easier to live alone, and he was relieved when she left.
But the days that have always been peaceful, these days seem to be not very peaceful.
In fact, from about three to five years ago, this change has occurred imperceptibly. A regular visitor said a few years ago: "Old Ge, you are lazy and didn't go to carry water today, right? Where is the water used to make tea today?"
While wiping the teapot, Lao Ge said, "Why didn't I go? If you don't believe me, ask Brother Shi, I met him going out when I got up early to carry water."
"Then... why does drinking this tea taste different from the past?"
Another person on the side smiled and said, "I'm afraid your tongue is blunt because of your age. I can't tell any difference from drinking."
But Lao Ge gradually discovered later that the spring water is really not as sweet as before.
It's just that this change didn't happen in a day. Although there were occasional complaints, no one thought about it deeply.
But now Lao Ge can only make tea with well water far away from home. This well is located in the northwest of the city. People usually call it the old city, but in fact it is gradually becoming unoccupied. Lao Ge also lived there when he was a child.
The water is gradually getting worse, and the tea is of course impossible to maintain a consistent level.
The number of tea customers here is also decreasing day by day.
It's not because I'm disappointed with the tea, but because there are only one or two old friends who have been with me for more than ten years or even decades.
In the past few years—Lao Zhou, who used to complain to him about the stale tea, and Lao Shi, who he often met when he went to carry water, have all passed away one after another.
This made Lao Ge panic inexplicably.
Although it is said that life and death are fate, but their fathers, and looking back further, grandpa, great-grandpa, when they lived to a certain age, they still had white hair and youthful face, and their spirits shone brightly.
How come their generation is so much worse than the previous generation? Lao Zhou's back was rickety very early, and he is always hunched, which makes people think that he is much shorter than he actually is. As for Lao Shi, he has loved boxing since he was Xiaoshi. Although he was not selected to be a teacher in the inner city to seek Taoism, he has always loved martial arts and sticks for so many years. His body should be stronger than ordinary people.
But he also went very early.
Lao Ge himself often thinks, maybe it's time for him too. Once you fall asleep, you may not wake up the next day.
This morning he got up early as usual to carry water, the sky was not bright yet, not as blue and clear as in the daytime, the sky was grayish white, and it was slightly brighter toward the east.
Lao Ge put all the barrels on the car, and when he turned around, he saw two people standing at the door.
These two people were dressed in the clothes of disciples from the inner city, and their expressions were unfriendly.
Lao Ge didn't panic too much, he turned around to greet him after setting up the barrels.
These disciples are all from the city, maybe they are the children of someone else, and they can get in touch with each other.
Even if they are more arrogant and arrogant, they will not be able to do things that are too bullying.
"Do you two want tea?"
It didn't look like he was here to drink tea, and Lao Ge was just used to it, always saying polite words.
"We are looking for someone." The two disciples described it to him,
About 20 years old, or looks like he is in his twenties, he is considered handsome, neither tall nor short...
There are inner disciples like this everywhere. Lao Ge thought about it and asked: "This... I really can't think of it. Is there any other special features that can make people more impressed?"
"Well, he speaks a little differently from us...it should be with a northern accent."
Because Tianjian City is hanging alone on the sea and has been isolated from the outside world for a long time, the accent of the people here is indeed different from that of other places, and most people can't learn the same accent even if they want to learn it. Maybe you can always hear it when you pronounce the words, or at the turning point.
Lao Ge thought: "The day before yesterday? I don't remember clearly, maybe it was the day before yesterday, but two disciples from the inner sect came to drink tea with me..."
At that time, Lao Ge didn't pay much attention to it, but now that they mentioned it, he remembered that in the few words these two people said, there was indeed a slight difference from the people in Tianjian City.
But when the words came to his lips, Lao Ge swallowed them back.
He is no longer young, and he has been far away from the words impulsive and reckless. If he said this, his tea shop would not be able to open today, and these two disciples might take him to meet people and ask questions. In the end, if this matter ends well, he will have one foot into the coffin, so what good will he lose? He doesn't have to enjoy the benefits that are given to him. But if it's not good...whether other people involved in this matter will be unlucky
"But the two of them are tall, um, they almost bump into each other when they enter my door. The other is shorter, about the same as me, even if they are taller than me, there is a limit. What you said is not quite right."
Although Lao Ge changed his words, what he said was not a lie.
The two of them were indeed taller, and their stature was particularly tall and straight. The other was shorter and frail. It was obvious that a young man was stretching his body, and he didn't gain much flesh in his long body.
Even if he splits the matter up in the future, he won't make a mistake.
Anyway, what he said was true.
"Then it shouldn't be."
The news they got was that Chen Jingzhi ran alone, with no one around him.
Besides, Chen Jingzhi's stature is average, neither tall nor short.
The two disciples who came to look for people nodded and turned away. Lao Ge looked at their backs and heaved a sigh of relief.
As a result, one of the two disciples turned around after walking away, and said briefly under Lao Ge's nervous eyes: "Are you going to dig the well water? It's best not to drink the well water, and change to another place. "
Lao Ge quickly complied.
Can't drink the well water
There is no need for this disciple to lie to him, then...
Lao Ge was at a loss.
So what to do? What kind of water should I drink
How can this tea shop open without water
Lao Ge, who has been opening the door every day for these years, is at a loss.
After thinking about it, he still planned to carry water.
If there is nothing wrong with it when it is shipped back, it can be used. If there is any problem, it can be discarded.
He drove the car west as usual.
He has walked this road many times, going back and forth every day, sometimes twice.
But…
Such a thought floated up in Lao Ge's mind, even though he hurriedly tried to get rid of this thought. But as soon as this idea came out, it seemed to be firmly rooted in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
…Maybe, this is his last trip on this road…
Wang Mengchen came out of the execution hall with a seemingly calm face.
He just went to see Huangqi and Bupleurum. Bupleurum is okay and can talk. Huang Qi suffered even more at that time, so now he is only breathless, reluctantly relying on the elixir he sent in to hang his life.
Wang Mengchen didn't even know how to evaluate Elder Wu.
In order to cover up the anomalies in the city and eliminate the anomalies, Elder Wu killed the two innocent disciples without blinking. But it was useless for him to do so. Many people knew the truth of this matter well, while Elder Wu sent a large number of people to seal and search the city, and at the same time continued to whitewash the peace and pretend that nothing happened. who
Wang Mengchen was sensitive to the ominous aura, and it was getting closer and closer step by step.
The young master disappeared, but it gave Huangqi and Bupleurum a chance to breathe. Now that Elder Wu can't take care of them, Wang Mengchen took the opportunity to come in and deliver some pills.
Huangqi's life is hanging by a thread now, but the pill is afraid it won't work.
Gotta figure out a way to get them out of here.
In any case, these two are people from Qianshantang, and they have to wait for the master to come back to deal with them.
This incident was not their fault—Wang Mengchen felt very uncomfortable. Huang Qi and the others are usually very diligent and hardworking, and they have never been disrespectful to him as a senior brother. Although the senior brothers are not very affectionate, they usually have a decent friendship.
He couldn't just watch the two of them suffer like this, even die.
Anyway, the city is in chaos right now, so he must be able to find opportunities.
"Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Wang!"
Wang Mengchen stood still, and a disciple came up from behind and handed him the note in his hand.
Wang Mengchen was taken aback: "Who wrote this?"
"He said you'll know it when you see it."
Wang Mengchen turned around and walked back, while opening the note, the handwriting on it was not someone he was familiar with.
But the content above made Wang Mengchen's heart skip a beat, and his steps stopped suddenly.
There were only two sentences written on the note.
The first sentence is, do you want to save your two juniors
The second sentence is that the real young master of Tianjian City is not Chen Jingzhi, and finding this person can solve the predicament of Tianjian City.
Wang Mengchen held the note tightly, and then turned to look for the person who gave him the note, but he was nowhere to be seen. (to be continued)