Faint tea fragrance

  First of all, the names of the two main characters in this article are taken from the two administrators of "Transformation Literature Bar".

  This article is written to commemorate the time spent on "Transformers Literature Bar", Xiao Mo wrote an article in the "Mountain Tea Series" at the invitation of Meng Long, which is this article "Faint Tea Fragrance".

  The story has a complete structure. Xiao Mo was thinking while listening to the Tomb Sweeping Day, so when the spring flowers wither, friends just smile.

  One: Cause

  The crystal chandelier cast a transparent blue light that spilled down, stretching her shadow into a long, hazy strip.

  The mountain tea leaned against the Han white jade carved railing, gently lifting one hand. The fingers were slender and smooth, with translucent skin, like warm jade.

  The icy blue light cast an uncertain glow on Shan Cha's hands, but her hands hovered with a pale greenish-blue glowing orb. The orb was about the size of an egg, its outer halo misty and its inner flow like water, so lively that it seemed to have life within it, breathing and swallowing.

  Shan Cha let out a soft sigh, and by her ear, she seemed to replay the Taoist's words of farewell: "If you want to save Leng Yu, you must ask for Dan Ruoyan's help. In this world, only she has the ability to rescue souls contaminated by the Nine Underworld Blood."

  But Dan Ruoyan is the first and most senior disciple under the seat of the master of Yaoguang Pavilion, with a high status, rarely seen by outsiders, and it's even more difficult to get her to take action.

  The Taoist said: "You have something, just use this thing as a reward, and you can definitely get Dan Yan to take action."

  The most precious thing on Shan Cha's body is the first tea leaf she produced when she was born.

  The Taoist said: "You use your Emerald Heart Tea Spirit in exchange for her to take action once, will you regret it?"

  "I don't regret..."

  Shan Cha took a branch of purple crystal tea flowers as a token and handed in her visiting card to enter the Shaking Light Pavilion. Three days later, the pavilion's reception fairy invited her to the Lu Bi Water Pavilion. The residence of Tan Ruoyan was just inside the Lu Bi Water Pavilion.

  Luo Bi Water Pavilion stands alone on Tianhu Lake, with a vast expanse of clarity and coolness all around.

  The mountain tea has restored its original appearance, with high clouds and a gentle green dress. She asked Tan Ruoyan to come out with the most solemn attitude, but she didn't expect that on her way here, she would hear such gossip.

  "Does this person want to ask Master Sister to perform the Heavenly Pure Rain and Dew?"

  "She definitely can't succeed, Master Sister hasn't made a move in ten years."

  "Alas, Master Sister used to be a gentle person, but over the past decade, she has become increasingly cold. She now even stipulates that within a hundred miles of Luobi Water Pavilion, no one other than those she specifies can appear. In this situation, it's impossible for Shan Cha to invite Master Sister out of the mountain."

  "It's not like that, Big Sister is willing to see Shan Cha, it's already different from before. Maybe this person is special and can invite Big Sister!"

  "Really? How strange! Why would Master want to see her?"

  All kinds of conversations echoed in Shan Cha's ears, her slender hands clenched tightly, and the light ball on her hand flowed like water into her body. That was originally her Bi Xin Tea Spirit, one with her.

  The crystal lamp's light remains as calm and eternal as ever. Shan Cha turns around, looking towards the intricately carved wooden door with a camellia pattern on her right side.

  Faint as smoke, he was waiting for her behind that door.

  Two: Okay

  Soft blue sky light comes in from the half-open flower window, and the girl sitting by the window with her eyebrows and eyes elegant, her neck slightly bent, beautiful as if it were a painting.

  Her profile was as delicate as a fine brush painting, with a row of neat and tidy bangs on her forehead, her long hair cascading down her slender shoulders and back, all the way to her waist. She wore a lake-blue diagonal skirt, with the hem slightly raised to reveal a white lotus flower pattern, the lotus design swirling upwards, making her entire figure resemble a water lily sleeping in the water.

  The first glance is delicate, the second glance is gentle, the third glance is indifferent, the fourth glance is distant, but the fifth glance is proud.

  "Whom do you want me to dispel the Nine Underworlds' Blood Poison for?"

  Her voice was faint, as if it were a stream flowing under an icy cliff.

  "My disciple, Cold Rain."

  "I can save him, but you must first answer me three questions."

  "Go ahead and ask."

  "Ten years ago, were you like this now?"

  "No."

  "Ten years ago, have you been to West Lake?"

  "Been there."

  "Are you a man?" As she spoke, Tan Ruoyan slowly turned around, revealing her true face to Shan Cha. A shallow green vine-like pattern adorned the center of her eyebrows, subtly accentuating her delicate and beautiful features, adding an air of mystery and allure to her demeanor.

  The words shocked Shan Cha, who ten years ago was indeed a man, but now, as fate would have it, had become a complete woman - this sentence tore open the deepest wound in her heart, leaving her almost speechless.

  "It is..." But she still answered, if answering these three questions could save Leng Yu, then why didn't she dare to answer?

  "I saved him." Tan Ruyan smiled faintly, her smile like a water lily suddenly blooming, and in an instant, the entire sky was filled with clarity.

  In the end, Shan Cha never managed to mention her "Bixin Tea Spirit", but she had already achieved her goal.

  "Let it be," she said to herself, "after Tan Ruoyan saves Leng Yu, I'll give the Bi Xin tea spirit to her."

  The grudges between Shan Cha and Dan Yan were clear, so naturally, she wouldn't let Dan Yan get away scot-free. But at this moment, Shan Cha couldn't predict that if she missed this opportunity, what kind of absurd ending would she have to wait for again.

  Time's greatest trick may be making people regret, but at this moment, Shan Cha is still far from understanding.

  Three: Chaotic Measurement

  "Big sister..."

  "Master sister is well..."

  All the way, Shan Cha went quietly like smoke, only to see the disciples of Yaoguang Pavilion respectfully greeting her. She had not left Luoshui Pavilion for ten years, but her prestige was undiminished.

  Why did Tan Ruoyan agree to come out of the mountain? This question also lingered in Shan Cha's mind, but she didn't dare to think deeply. She needed Tan Ruoyan's help this time too much, and she couldn't afford any more unexpected events in this matter. So Shan Cha told herself: "It doesn't matter, I can ask her again when Leng Yu recovers."

  Dan Ruoyan entered the secret chamber of the sect leader's cultivation in Yaoguang Pavilion, and she asked Shan Cha to wait for her outside. As the eldest disciple of Yaoguang Pavilion, Dan Ruoyan had been in seclusion for ten years, so naturally she would first go to pay respects to the sect leader after coming out of seclusion.

  Shancha was restless in the Zhi Ke Hall of the Yaguang Pavilion. It had been a long time since she felt so anxious and uneasy, but this time, her heart was filled with an ominous premonition. As a cultivator's moral character and cultivation reached a high level, they would naturally be able to perceive the workings of heaven. Although Shancha had not yet reached the realm where she could calculate the future by counting on her fingers, she still had some perception of the heavenly way and vaguely sensed the omens.

  Now, her premonition tells her that this trip is absolutely impossible to go smoothly, and a bloody color even faintly appears in front of her eyes. That bloody color seems to be warning her: there are variables! There are traps!

  Is all of this really just a trap?

  Is the promise as fleeting as smoke just a lure?

  Shan Cha was unwilling to think that way, and she couldn't convince herself that the gentle, elegant, yet coldly proud woman who was as serene as a half-opened water lily could have such unfathomable dark thoughts.

  "I have a premonition that won't go wrong. If the problem isn't with Tan Ruoyan... " Shan Cha furrowed her brow, thinking quietly to herself, "Could it be that the master of Yaoguang Pavilion is going to intervene? That doesn't seem right either, if that were the case, she wouldn't have allowed me to come find Tan Ruoyan in the first place."

  "But if it wasn't them, then where did this blood come from?"

  "Can it be? Even the gentlest of heavenly rains cannot wash away the pollution of the Nine Underworlds' blood?"

  The color of Shan Cha's face changed suddenly: "Could it be that the blood light actually foretold the inexplicable Nine You Ming Blood?"

  "Sir? Sir Shan Cha?" The soft and elegant voice of the knowing guest Xianzi in the Shaking Light Pavilion, "Is sir anxious?"

  The mountain tea slowly regained its senses, and saw that the guest immortal's smile was warm and gentle.

  "Gentlemen, rest assured, Master's promise will never be broken."

  Shan Cha nodded and smiled in return: "Thank you."

  After half a cup of tea, Tan Ruoyan reappeared as expected. Her clothes hadn't changed, but on top of that lock of black hair was an additional purple sandalwood hairpin. The carved flower pattern on the hairpin seemed to be hiding and revealing the shape of a tea flower. Shan Cha glanced at it and felt very familiar with it.

  "You lead the way." Dan Ruoyan only said this one sentence, then pursed her lips and remained silent. Shan Cha's gaze was slightly stunned, and she also noticed that her skin was even paler than before.

  But Leng Yu's injuries couldn't be delayed, Shan Cha didn't think much more, released her own flight artifact Butterfly Boat, and invited Tan Yan to ride together.

  A boat sailed swiftly, going straight to the Ye Creek Valley and left.

  Four: wrong non

  This is Camellia's little world, and Ye Creek Valley is full of tea flowers.

  Camellias come in many varieties, with numerous flower colors that are either elegant and refined or resplendent and charming, blooming all over the Yexi Valley. Their beauty is dazzling, extending all the way to the horizon.

  A butterfly boat landed amidst a sea of blooming tea flowers, and the gentle smile that had been hidden for so long suddenly emerged.

  This is the second smile Shan Cha has seen since she was born, a faint and fleeting one. This smile also fell into Shan Cha's heart.

  As clear as water, this is a pool of ice and snow that has just begun to melt, transparent like a bright mirror's deep water.

  Somehow, Shan Cha's heart was again a sour. If everything could be as good as this smile, it would be great! But the premonition of that bloody light was deeply pressed on Shan Cha's most sensitive nerve line. She led Dan Ru Xian to walk towards the embroidery house with one hand, and quietly pinched out a spell with the other - this was just preparing for the rain, making plans in advance. Shan Cha thus justified her own behavior in her heart.

  In the room where the Heart-Calming Formation was set up, Xing Ye held the Nine-Star Linked Ring Needle to slow down the erosion speed of the Jiuyou Ming Blood. However, this was only treating the symptoms and not the root cause. Leng Yu quietly lay on the Xuan Jade Bed, with the blood color having already dyed his entire body below his eyebrows, leaving only a hint of clarity at Yintang to engage in a desperate struggle against the Jiuyou Ming Blood!

  "Sister!" Xing Ye saw Shan Cha enter, her worried eyes finally slightly relaxed, and then she was surprised and delighted, "You've already asked Dan Xianzi to take action?"

  Tan Ruoyan walked out from behind Shan Cha's body to the front of Xuan Yu's bed, slightly furrowing her brow as she said: "The removal of Jiu You Ming's blood cannot be delayed any further. All of you, get out. I need to cast a spell."

  "What's wrong..." Tan Ruyan couldn't take the rudeness, her eyebrows raised in anger. Shancha stopped her and said softly: "I believe you, Tan Ruyan."

  The door of the embroidered house was slowly closed, and Shan Cha stood with his hands behind his back in the empty space in front of the bamboo building. Xing Ye's face was full of anxiety, constantly asking: "Sister, Leng Yu is already very dangerous, if I stop using the Nine Star Linked Ring Needle, he will absolutely not last a minute! Now that we are not inside, can Dan Ru Yan do it alone?"

  "I believe her!" Shan Cha repeated, "The Taoist said that only the faint scent of smoke can dispel the poison of the nine underworlds. What Shan Cha didn't say out loud was that in her heart, she had been silently reciting: 'Faint as smoke, don't betray my trust. As long as you have no ulterior motives, then whether or not you save Leng Yu today, I'll give you my Bi Xin tea spirit! In the future, no matter what you ask of me in return, I won't hesitate!"

  Will Shan Cha entrust her life and death in the cold rain completely to Tan Ruoyan? Of course not.

  It's hard to say whether to trust this thing, and Shan Cha had only just met Tan Ruoyan after all. Her promise was also made so easily and lightly that Shan Cha couldn't bring herself to completely believe someone she'd just met. Moreover, this time it involved the life and death of Leng Yu!

  Shan Cha didn't tell Xing Ye that she had secretly cast the Heart Mirror Great Technique on Tan Ruoyan. This secret technique was enough to allow Shan Cha to sense Tan Ruoyan's state at any time, and if Tan Ruoyan's mind was in disarray or had murderous intentions, Shan Cha could immediately control the heart mirror to counterattack. And in that instant, the power of the counterattack, although not strong, was enough to stop Tan Ruoyan's next action.

  The waiting time always passes differently slowly, the anxious starry night clenches his fists tightly and paces back and forth, while Shan Cha stands still in her original position, only with her lips pursed white.

  In the valley of Ye Creek, a gentle mountain breeze blows, and the tea flowers in the valley sway gently. The fragrance of the flowers is distant and fills the air.

  Gradually, a thread of bloody cloud gathered in the sky. A strong wind suddenly rose, and the tea flowers in the valley fell to the ground. The mountain tea's face sank, and a secret hand seal had already been pinched, waiting to be released.

  "Sister! I can't wait any longer! A quarter of an hour is almost up, no, I must go in and take a look!" Xing Ye was so anxious that she was about to rush into the embroidered house, but Shan Cha's empty hand pulled her back.

  "No killing intent, wait a bit longer."

  Shancha still hopes that Tan Ruyan is trustworthy and doesn't want to suspect her.

  But in the next moment, Shan Cha's hands, which had been clenched into fists, suddenly relaxed!

  At this moment, she felt the killing intent!

  A faint murderous aura!

  What does she want to do?

  Shan Cha's Heart Mirror Great Method immediately counterattacked, and her entire body transformed into a flowing light, suddenly rushing into the embroidered house!

  Wu: San Xiao

  The seven-colored light of the spell burst out with a series of shocking explosions, and Shan Cha retreated several steps without hesitation, only then did she withdraw her hand and turn to look at Leng Yu on the Xuan Yu bed.

  "Rain..."

  At this glance, Shan Cha was stunned again.

  His tranquil face was calm, the blood glow that had enveloped him had vanished without a trace. His skin was as white as jade, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and elegant, he looked like a simple sleeping youth, where was there any sign of being deeply invaded by the Nine Underworlds' blood?

  "Faint as smoke!" Shan Cha hastily turned her head, only to see that Dan Ru Yan's pale lips were stained with a thread of fresh blood, and a faint but persistent aura of bloodthirsty killing intent clung to her body.

  Shan Cha was stunned for a moment and couldn't understand what was going on at all.

  "Not disappointing the trust, the cold rain's nine-underworld blood has been lifted." Light as smoke, she half-lowered her eyelids, and suddenly, with a wave of her sleeve, a green-blue long ribbon wrapped around her, her clothes fluttering lightly, she had already broken out of the embroidered house, flying away quickly.

  He rushed into the house on a starry night and shouted anxiously: "Sister! How is Leng Yu?"

  "He's fine now, you watch him, I'll be right back!"

  Shan Cha once again released the Butterfly Wing Boat, urging her magical powers to head straight in the direction of Dan Ru Yan's disappearance. The Heart Mirror Great Technique she had planted on Dan Ru Yan's body was still effective, and it would be a simple matter for her to sense Dan Ru Yan's exact location.

  Shan Cha was puzzled as to why Dan Ruoyan's body was shrouded in a lingering aura of killing intent that refused to dissipate.

  "Could it be?" A worrying guess suddenly jumped into Shan Cha's mind, "Could it be that she actually transferred the Nine You Ming Blood from Leng Yu's body to her own?"

  "How is this possible? When we first met, why did she have to sacrifice herself like that?"

  "Is it really like this?"

  "But what if it wasn't? How else can you explain Leng Yu's recovery and her body covered in blood?"

  The grief that came pouring down from the sky had tightly gripped Shan Cha's entire being, she felt as if she had suddenly turned into a fish that was violently flung onto land and left to scorch in the sun, unable to breathe, and couldn't find any reason.

  "Is it really like that?"

  Shan Cha didn't know whether she should believe her own conjecture, but she couldn't shake off the heart-wrenching feeling. She frantically poured all her spiritual energy into the Butterfly Boat under her feet, wanting to catch up with Dan Ruoyan and ask her for an explanation.

  Far away, on a small hill without a name, fell the shadow of lake water blue and lotus flower pattern.

  Shan Cha's heart was first filled with joy, then suddenly tightened. She hastily pressed down the butterfly-winged flying boat and descended onto a small hill covered with blooming wildflowers.

  A figure in a light blue long dress like mist and smoke, half reclining on this small hill covered with wildflowers like stars and wild grass like moss.

  "You..." The footsteps of Shan Cha, who was approaching, paused slightly.

  She gazed at the hem of her pale smoke-like long skirt spreading out, falling on the grass like ripples on a lake. She gazed at the pale smoke-like delicate hands supporting her arms, half-reclining and sideways-facing, with eyelashes like feathers and pupils like dreams. Her skin was pale to the point of being almost transparent. Occasionally, a faint glow of blood appeared on her body, but it only made her look more enchanting and alluring.

  However, she should be gentle and elegant, how can she be seductive?

  "You actually chased after me..." Yan Ruoyan's lips curled up slightly, forming a very faint and shallow smile.

  This is what Mountain Tea saw, faint as smoke, Third Smile.

  This smile, the more subtle it is, the deeper it pierces into Shan Cha's heart.

  This smile cut away the softest part of Shan Cha's heart, making her wish she could turn into sunlight and color that pale face.

  At this time, Shan Cha no longer needs to doubt. She didn't ask, and Tan Ruoyan didn't say anything, but how could Shan Cha not know that Tan Ruoyan had indeed sacrificed herself for Leng Yu?

  Why?

  These three words were what Shan Cha wanted to ask so badly, yet didn't dare to ask.

  Six: At First Sight

  The blood light in the mountain tea prediction was not wrong, and that piece of bloody color has indeed come true.

  It was not the cold rain she had imagined, but a faint mist that she could never have anticipated.

  Why?

  How can these three words "Shan Cha" be uttered?

  Why?

  Her faint smile vanished like smoke, she lowered her eyelids and said softly: "Ten years ago, you were still a young man, just that period of time, I'm afraid you've long forgotten..."

  "Faintly?" In the midst of Shan Cha's mind, it was as if a thunderbolt had flashed by. She suddenly took a big stride and pounced beside Tan Ruoyan, "Are you Faintly? Are you Faintly?"

  "Do you still remember......" Yan Ruoyan's eyes gently closed, covering the last ray of light in her life.

  Only a hint of a smile remained at the corner of his lips, that fleeting wisp of smoke, a lingering aftertaste of joy.

  The mountain tea was half-kneeling on the grass, one hand trembling and half-lifted, but ultimately not daring to stretch out and touch the icy transparent woman in front of him.

  Does she really remember?

  Her memory had actually been sealed and lost for a long time since that transformation. The faint memories should also be in the sealed segment. But at this moment, Shan Cha seemed to have broken free from her shackles, recalling the past, countless sounds and images intertwined in her mind.

  Ten years ago, Shan Cha was still a young man; ten years ago, with a soft sword wrapped around his waist, he stepped out of the Yangguang Pavilion into the red dust.

  She is now wearing this purple sandalwood tea flower hairpin, which was exactly the one that Shan Cha had personally pinned on her ten years ago.

  Life is but once, and Camellia has lost her first sight.

  Alas, how can it be stopped?

  "There is a faint pulse with nine meridians of disconnection, this symptom cuts off the vital energy, only the essence of Bi Xin tea can cure it." This was said by a Taoist ten years ago.

  So Shan Cha vowed: "No matter what price I have to pay, I will find the Green Heart Tea Spirit!"

  She then tore apart her first half of life under oath, changing from male to female, enduring the pain of cutting off the heavens and earth.

  But Shan Cha didn't expect that when ordinary man Shan Cha turned into Hong Meng immortal woman Shan Cha, she forgot the original obsession of her first transformation.

  Shan Cha found Bi Xin tea spirit, but she couldn't bring it in front of Tan Tan again.

  A mountain breeze stirs up, the light blue hem of the lake water gently flutters and brushes against the slender and delicate fingertips of the mountain tea.

  They... can't go back...

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