White tea legend

Chapter 137 This is how the days of gods turn out to be
Bai Cha thought that after ascending to heaven, he would be able to see the miracle doctor Lu Yu as soon as possible, and the two of them would reminisce about old times. However, after ascending to heaven, there were endless banquets and receptions, and he had no time to visit Baicao Garden.

Bai Cha had just ascended and did not have her own palace yet, and Chonghua Tianjun had not had time to assign her to take charge of the affairs, so she temporarily lived in Taimu's palace.

Gods and Buddhas all over the sky either came to Taimu Palace to visit Bai Cha, or sent generous gifts to Taimu Palace to congratulate Bai Cha on her ascension to immortality.

Bai Cha was busy dealing with these human relationships and was really a little overwhelmed.

She used to be a free little herbal spirit. She had never been a god. She really didn't know that gods had to deal with so many mundane tasks.

"Then do you think this is a good thing or not?" Taimu looked at Bai Cha with a doting look in her eyes.

Bai Cha held his cheek and began to think hard.

"I really don't know that the immortal way that I yearn for is like this. There are endless banquets, endless welcomes and endless send-offs. I thought that the immortal way is to serve the common people, with endless practical things to do, and endless salvation. End the hardships and save the endless troubles, and bring blessings to the common people!"

"The idea is good," Taimu Empress touched Cha's head and said, "But do you think, if the gods can't save all the suffering, how miserable will the common people in the world be? "

After being reminded by his mother-in-law, Bai Cha suddenly realized: "The more carefree and leisurely the gods are, the happier the common people are living."

"Yep!"

The great-grandmother smiled, and the tea plant finally turned a corner.

When Bai Cha came around the corner, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Since everyone in the world is living a happy life, then she can be an idle god, and she is happy to be an idle god.

"Mother-in-law, can I go to the heaven for a walk? I'll wander around, I'll be idle anyway."

The great-grandmother agreed: "Now that your Majesty has not arranged for you to take charge of affairs, you can just have some free time."

Bai Cha immediately ran out of Taimu Palace like a bird out of its cage.

She originally wanted to go straight to Baicao Garden, but she didn't know what was going on with Miracle Doctor Lu Yu. Gods and Buddhas all over the sky came to congratulate her, but the most important thing was that he was silent.

Could it be that Baicao Garden was too busy with affairs and he didn't have time to see her? Still don’t know that she has successfully obtained immortal status?

It was impossible, the gods and Buddhas all over the sky knew that she was a god and a member of the fairy world system. How could the miracle doctor Lu Yu not know?

Then why don't you come to visit her?

I will definitely question him when I meet him later.

"White tea..."

Bai Cha passed by a palace, and the palace door creaked open.

There is a fairy standing in the palace: like a white hibiscus of ice and snow, aloof and beautiful.

Her clothes are like a brocade of flowing clouds, light and elegant; they seem to be condensed from the softest glow in the sky, gently brushing against her skin, revealing a kind of nobility that is not stained by dust. The clothes are embroidered with osmanthus flowers, each petal and leaf are extremely delicate, as if they are really exuding a faint fragrance, which is intoxicating.

Her long hair fell like a waterfall, and her black hair was dotted with pearl-like stars, shining with mysterious light. Wearing a phoenix crown on her head, the crown is inlaid with bright gems, reflecting her crystal clear face, as if it were the glory bestowed on her by the moon. The bead pendants hanging by the ears swayed gently, making a subtle tinkling sound, like ethereal music, which was intoxicating.

The beauty of the fairy is like the figure in the painting stepping out, her eyebrows are like the daisy of distant mountains, and her eyes are like the gleaming autumn water. Her eyes are deep and distant, seemingly hiding endless stories and the accumulation of time. The slight smile at the corner of her mouth seemed to warm the entire palace instantly, filling the silent palace with a touch of warmth and vitality that was imperceptible.

She walked out of the palace, her graceful figure like dancing catkins, or stepping on dewy petals. "Girl, you don't remember me?"

"Female Master?"

Bai Cha recognized who she was, her female master.

Bai Cha remembered that the couple who taught her how to make arrows and shoot arrows, the man died, and the woman took the elixir of immortality and ascended.

"I didn't expect to meet the female master here!" Bai Cha rushed towards Fairy Chang'e excitedly.

"Girl, you have also ascended to immortality. I haven't given you a gift yet. I have already prepared a gift for you. I just didn't meet you. It's a coincidence that you came..."

Fairy Chang'e pulled Bai Cha into Guanghan Palace.

In the moon palace, three young men: Gu, Yan, and Shu have already played melodious music. Their fingertips are plucking the strings of nature. Every note and every rhythm is like a trickle, forming a fresh song. An otherworldly fairy song. The notes echoed between the palaces, like a dream.

Along with this melodious melody, Fairy Chang'e opened her red lips and exhaled like a orchid. Her slender waist swayed gently with the rhythm of the music, like a light petal dancing in the breeze. Her dancing posture is elegant and mysterious. Every turn and every look she makes expresses her congratulations to the white tea.

Bai Cha was deeply attracted by this beautiful dance.

The Jade Rabbit held a plate of fragrant osmanthus cake and walked gently towards the white tea. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is crystal clear, inlaid with dots of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, exuding a faint fragrance. Jade Rabbit handed the plate to Bai Cha, his eyes full of joy and blessing.

Bai Cha took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and felt grateful.

She bowed deeply and expressed her gratitude to Jade Rabbit. She put a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into her mouth and felt a fragrance blooming on the tip of her tongue. It was sweet and soft, as if she was tasting a piece of clouds in the sky.

In the distance, the man cutting Gui stopped cutting down the osmanthus and watched Chang'e's dance with Bai Cha.

In this moon palace, he can enjoy the dancing posture of Fairy Chang'e every day, but every time he looks at it, he always feels that he can't get enough. Every time he looks at it, he can discover new beauty...

After the dance, Bai Cha brought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Fairy Chang'e: "Master, who is that man?"

Chang'e looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Wu Gang was resting on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. The ax fell beside his shoulder, and its momentum was like breaking the clouds, no longer chopping the wind and waves. Beads of sweat still hang on the cheeks, reflecting the moon like dew, and its light is as warm as jade. After breathing for a while, he looked through the layers of green leaves and focused on Chang'e, who was wearing plain clothes under the silver light. Although cutting down Gui is a punishment, at this moment, the sea of ​​my heart is filled with the feeling of sharing this moment from across the world.

Seeing Chang'e looking over, Wu Gang quickly turned his gaze and looked up at the sky. The stars were dotted, and the stars were moving and the years were passing by. The scent of cinnamon is intoxicating when it enters the nose, as if it can wash away the mundane world and give the soul a moment of peace.

Wu Gang stood quietly for a long time. The handle of the ax was cold and cold in his hand, but he had no intention of swinging it.

The moon palace is lonely and the osmanthus trees are green. Wu Gang and Gui accompany each other and sing silently. At this moment, even the severe punishment from heaven cannot overcome the emotion in my heart about the passing years and the longing for my distant hometown.

His wife betrayed him and committed suicide, so what kind of family would he have?
This small space under the laurel tree that trapped him day by day was his home.

"He is our father." The three young men: Gu, Yan, and Shu said in unison.

"What about mother?"

"Mother!" the three young men shouted in unison towards Chang'e.

Bai Cha's eyes suddenly widened.