Chapter 876 I Don’t Like Tea (3rd Update, Additional Updates for Rewards)

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The uncle no longer hurts himself, and goes to the tea garden to drink tea with Dongfang Mengjie every month.

The life is leisurely and comfortable.

The relationship between the two is a bit subtle, at least they are good friends across races.

In the Evil Spirit Beast Prison, he is the Demon Blood Kirin who controls a territory, commands the heroes, and makes all the fierce beasts tremble in fear.

In the small town on the southeastern border of Jiuzhou, he is a gentle and polite uncle with Kirin horns who likes to taste tea and talk about Taoism.

At first, Dongfang Zhuangshi would still turn into a Kirin in the Evil Spirit Beast Prison and a human in the Linggu City. But now, no matter where he is, he likes to appear in the posture of a human.

He seems to prefer being a human, a reasonable human.

This situation really made a group of beastmen confused for a long time.

"Emperor Qilin! We have conquered seven cities in the west, and all the beast tribe resistance forces have been slaughtered." A general of the returning immortal beast half-knelt on the ground, reporting the battle situation.

"Huh? Reasonably speaking, why do we have to attack the seven cities in the west?" The uncle frowned.

"This..." The general of the immortal beast was stunned when he heard this, "For... for the purpose of expanding the territory."

"This is not enough reason. Attacking other people's territory in order to expand the territory is a robbery without animality. You should reflect on it!" The uncle said angrily.

The general of the immortal beast was confused. What is there to reflect on? They have always done this! Speaking of conquering cities and territories, isn't it the most common thing for the beast tribe? What's the reason! This is probably a fake Emperor Qilin?

Regardless of the immortal beast who retreated with a sad face, the uncle thought that it was the day to meet that girl every month, and he had to prepare well.

Their relationship was like a long stream, slowly flowing into their hearts.

For many years, it seemed that there was no major breakthrough, but in fact the distance was slowly getting closer.

An Lin said that he understood this situation very well. It was normal for a cultivator to have a relationship for hundreds of years.

After all, some great powers would accompany each other for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. How could they confirm their Taoist partner in just one or two years? That was an irresponsible attitude towards love!

It was also because of this that he had no objection to Xiaolan's promise of a hundred years.

However, the uncle's method of pursuing the girl was really disgusting.

An Lin himself couldn't stand it anymore.

For example, it would be fine if he brought local specialties, but why did he bring the best slug delicacies from the Beast Prison?

There were several loud slaps on the spot.

The uncle was satisfied, but Dongfang Mengjie was so angry that she gnashed her teeth.

For example, one day, Dongfang Mengjie suddenly mentioned that there would be a Wanxia Baoguang Festival in a certain city at night in five days. At that time, various colors of treasure light would cover the sky, which would be very beautiful.

"Do you want to go?" the uncle asked.

"Not really, no one will accompany me, and I'm too lazy to move." The woman sighed lightly.

"Well, then don't go. Baoguang isn't anything to see." The uncle comforted softly.

Woman: "..."

An Lin: "..."

Alas, the uncle's experiences are really hard to describe.

An Lin has mastered the countless black histories about Dongfang Zhuangshi.

One morning.

The uncle came to a tea garden with elegant scenery to drink tea as usual.

The courtyard was covered with red petals and it was drizzling.

Dongfang Mengjie was still wearing a beige Luo skirt. Her deft hands were fiddling with tea sets. The sound of tea falling was like jade touching each other, and the fragrance of the tea was particularly pleasant.

"Today, Liu Wenguang, the son of the city lord, gave me flowers." The woman chuckled.

The uncle was stunned when he heard this. His hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Dare to send flowers? Kill him!

"Oh? Who is he? I don't know him very well." The uncle smiled.

He remembered that the woman in front of him wanted him to be a reasonable and cultured person, so he must not be impulsive and must be elegant...

"He..." The woman held her cheeks, and there seemed to be a different color in her eyes, "He is handsome and has good talent. He is now in the state of transformation."

The uncle laughed: "Very ordinary."

"The most important thing is that he is actually a core disciple of Danta, and his alchemy skills are very powerful!" The woman's face rarely showed some praise.

She was originally an alchemist, and she still admired someone who could enter the legendary alchemy holy land Danta.

The uncle felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. He drank a few sips of tea and felt that it was not so delicious.

In fact, a carefree beast like him doesn't know how to taste tea. Whether it tastes good or not depends on his mood.

"Is it great to enter Danta? If I want, I can also enter Danta!" The uncle said seriously.

"You?" The woman looked at the uncle and couldn't help laughing. "Don't mention your talent for alchemy, okay? It's impossible."

"What if I can enter the Dan Tower?" The uncle looked at the woman.

Dongfang Mengjie looked at the uncle and smiled: "Then I will promise you one thing!"

"Okay!" The uncle ignited his fighting spirit.

An Lin thought to himself, the uncle will be an alchemist at the peak of the Gathering Spirit Realm at most, right? It's really pitiful...

"It is said that Mr. Liu doesn't like to taste tea, otherwise I can invite him to the tea garden for a chat, which is a pity." As she said that, Dongfang Mengjie glanced at the man in front of her without leaving a trace, with a hint of expectation and a little nervousness.

Hula la... Outside the pavilion, the rain seemed to be getting heavier.

The fragrance of tea was also diluted by the rain.

Uncle: "I don't like tea tasting either."

The woman was stunned: "Don't joke, every time I see you come here, I drink happily."

The uncle was a little excited: "No joke, the reason why I drink so happily is because I like..."

The woman's eyes were bright, and she stared at the man in front of her without blinking.

The misty rain made her bright eyes shrouded in a layer of mist, as if rippling with moving autumn water.

The uncle was made guilty by that look: "I like... the wind and rain here, I like the quiet and pleasant environment here, well, I like this feeling."

Dongfang Mengjie was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing again.

After this incident, the relationship between the two was normal.

The uncle still took time to come to the tea garden to drink tea every month.

Dongfang Mengjie never mentioned the so-called Mr. Liu again.

After a while, it was still the small pavilion.

The uncle said to Dongfang Mengjie solemnly: "I'm going to participate in the Rookie Cup held once every ten years in Danta. Do you... do you still remember the previous agreement?"

Dongfang Mengjie smiled lightly: "Of course I remember."

"Okay, wait for me to come back and tell you the good news!"

"Well, I'll wait for you, don't take shortcuts."

"Don't worry, except for age, everything else depends on strength!"

The woman smiled.

When she thought of the beast full of fighting spirit to compete with the younger generation for the ranking, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Then, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Dongfang Mengjie raised her head and watched Dongfang Zhuangshi disappear into the clouds.

She stopped for a long time, her eyes full of expectation.