At this moment, a murderous intent suddenly came from behind me, and I couldn't help but shiver. It seemed that the guy had arrived.

I pretended to put my hand around my waist casually and scratched it, and then pulled out the Tianlang whip from my waist and waved it behind me with lightning speed!

The guy was indeed standing behind me. When I turned around, he was staring at me with scarlet eyes, holding a bright bone-clearing knife in his hand and slashing at me fiercely.

I'm glad that I reacted in time, otherwise he would have killed me with just one knife.

Before his knife could fall, I rolled away and then thrust on his wrist with the Tianlang Whip.

His palm was hit with a "bang" sound, and he let go of the bone-clearing knife in pain. Only then did I see clearly his appearance. He was wearing a Dai costume and dark skin was a bit like an Indian. His biggest feature was that there was a big black mole on the corner of his mouth.

Experts knew if there was any problem. After being whipped by me, he became cautious. I took a breath and asked coldly: "Why do you want to harm Boss Lu?"

"That was asked by him!"

Big Black Moe said viciously, as if he had admitted that he was the one who sold the purple clay teapot to Lu Ming.

I am very curious why the purple clay teapot that Lu Yu used was in his hands? I am even more curious about what the relationship between Lu Yu and the women in the stilt house.

Unexpectedly, when he heard my question, he became furious and slashed at me like a desperate attempt.

I had to passively defend, but after a few moves, his speed was significantly slower. I think he should not have much skill. He boldly counterattacked and forced him back in a few strokes.

"If you have the ability, you can catch up!"

Seeing that he was no match for me, he sneered and ran towards the depths of the tunnel. It is not difficult to see through the two previous contests that this big black mole is good at fiddling with the maze array, just like the Miao people are good at Gu.

I understand that I may encounter danger if I chase it, but I followed it directly after I didn’t care about the heat in my forehead.

The depths of the tunnel are like a maze, with forks everywhere, and I can only judge the location of the big black mole by the sound of footsteps.

He was old and was much slower than me, and the distance between us was getting smaller and smaller. But just as I was about to catch up with him, his figure disappeared in the fork!

And there is a dead end inside.

After all, I was still obsessed with his own words. I called out a secretly, turned my head and wanted to return the same way, but found that the road behind me had also changed.

Looking at the maze-like environment, I felt nervous and twitched out tentatively, but after walking for a long time, I still couldn't see the exit, and I even found myself back to the starting point.

At this time, I only heard big black moles coming from all directions: "Boy, this is a maze unique to our Dai people. You can't get out no matter what. You can only wait for death alone here! Hahaha..."

His perverted laughter kept echoing in my ears. I felt that he was right in front of me, and then I felt that he was far away from me, and I couldn't tell where he was.

Gradually his voice disappeared. I knew he had left, so I continued to break through unwillingly, but ended up returning to the starting point.

I even tried to go out by using the method of dealing with ghosts to hit the wall, but unfortunately I had no effect at all.

Just when I didn't know what to do, a silver light suddenly flashed in front of me, and then the ghost old man in a shroud appeared.

Although he still looked angry, I felt it was particularly kind. Sure enough, it glared at me fiercely, turned around and walked towards a fork in the road, and I quickly followed it.

After walking like this for ten minutes, I finally walked out of the maze formation. Then the old ghost looked at the three volumes of "Tea Sutra" placed on the table, with a trace of pain on my face, and disappeared without a trace.

Through his expression just now, I concluded that Lu Yu was related to those women in the stilt house. He would definitely not tell me what had happened, so he had to find a breakthrough from the big mole!

After climbing out of the tunnel, I found that it was already dawn and the yin energy in the village had disappeared, but the air was still very cold. I didn't stay any longer and hurried back to the hotel.

When he entered the room, Lu Ming was holding his chin with his hands, staring at the ceiling in a daze. When he saw me coming back, he looked at me with a hint of surprise on his face, then sat up from the bed and asked me why I was back.

"It seems you don't want me to come back."

It can be seen that he is really worried about me, but there is something wrong with this statement, so I said with a stern face on purpose.

He quickly shook his head and said no, then lowered his head and said, "Master Zhang, I'm sorry."

"Oh, forget it, tell me what's going on!"

Since he was willing to tell the truth, I had nothing to be angry about, so I sighed and signaled him to say it.

"Actually, I know the identity of that old ghost. He is Lu Yu, the ancestor of our Lu family, the tea saint." Lu Ming said.

Since I had guessed it, I was not surprised, just nodded and asked him why he didn't tell me the truth.

"How can I tell outsiders about this kind of thing? Wouldn't I become an unworthy descendant?" Lu Ming licked his lips at this point: "That copycat was the obsession of my ancestors during his lifetime. I got the purple clay teapot from there. Since I can't continue to own this purple clay teapot, I'm going to return it. Who knew that this purple clay teapot actually wanted to harm me..."

It seems that he does not know much about the relationship between Lu Yu and the Frame. I thought about it and asked if the seller had a big black mole on the corner of his mouth?

After hearing this, Lu Ming asked me in surprise how I knew, so I told him what happened last night.

As a result, after hearing this, his face turned pale and his whole body trembled violently. Beads of sweat as big as beans seeped out from his forehead, and even his eyes were bulging out.

I quickly stepped forward and pinched his people, and realized that Lu Ming might have thought of something terrible.

He slowed down for a while before he spoke in horror: "It seems...it seems that the legend of thirty-six women committing love is true!"

After saying that, he grabbed my hand excitedly and asked me if the stilt houses were thirty-six.

"I didn't count it, but it's almost the same number." I recalled and then asked Lu Ming, what is the thirty-six women dying for love?

Lu Ming's eyes turned red, and he began to tell a legend recorded in the family genealogy with tears.

It turned out that Lu Yu lived in the Tang Dynasty. He was born interested in tea. Because he had a high attainment in tea culture, he met many noble officials and was prominent for a while.

In order to study tea more deeply, after writing the book "Tea Classic", Lu Yu led a thin horse and traveled thousands of miles to the Nanzhao Kingdom, which produced tea.

At that time, the Nanzhao Kingdom belonged to the foreign country of the Tang Dynasty, so Lu Yu was warmly welcomed by the people of Nanzhao! In addition, his knowledgeable and fairy-like style soon made many young girls secretly agree.

Among them, thirty-six girls who loved Lu Yu the most volunteered to go to the place where Lu Yu lives to help him write the "Tea Sutra". Lu Yu was moved by the sincerity of these girls, so he built a stilt house for each of them. He and the girls planted tea and tasted tea every day. Although they did not have any affectionate with any of the girls, in fact, these girls already agreed that Lu Yu was his husband.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After a few years, war broke out. Nanzhao took the opportunity to rebel against the Tang Dynasty. The relationship between the two countries became tense instantly and Lu Yu was forced to return to his country. Before leaving, he asked the girls to continue to shed tea for him. If he failed to come back three years later, it meant that he was dead. The girls were disbanded from the tea house and started a new life.

Who knew that Lu Yu had gone there for three years. The thirty-six strong women recalled the little things they had with Lu Yu, and they committed suicide in the stilt house to express their loyalty to their lover!

However, Lu Yu was not dead. He was thrown into the prison for writing a poem that satirized the Tang Dynasty. A few years later, he was released from prison because of his friends in the court. After he was released from prison, he shed tears while whipping the horse hard and rushed to Nanzhao Country every minute, but found that all thirty-six confidants had sacrificed their love for their confidants.

From then on, Lu Yu felt as if he was dead. He devoted all his energy to studying tea, and finally wrote the world-class masterpiece "Tea Classic".
Chapter completed!