Chapter 41: The True and False Lin Yu

  "Silently, do you miss me?"

  "I don't want to," Lin Mo suddenly turned his head and said with a pout.

  "Really don't want to?" I looked at her with two big, pitiful eyes.

  "Think about it! You're a dead man, you don't even return a phone call." As soon as he said that, he grabbed my ear and pulled me into the house.

  "Alas, alas, alas! Big sister, I was wrong. I'm busy, that's why I forgot." I hastily explained.

  "How dare you forget." The more she spoke, the more forceful she became, and her words were like adding fuel to the fire!

  "Brother, he bullied me." Lin Mo cried to Lin Yu while pulling my ear. Who's bullying who here? I'm speechless.

  "Sister, you're being rude. The guest has arrived, how can you treat them like this?" Lin Yu said somewhat seriously.

  "Brother, you didn't used to be like this before, how come after coming back you've become so polite?" Lin Mo laughed with a hint of teasing towards Lin Yu.

  "Alright, for the sake of your brother's face, I'll let you off this time. But first, I need to introduce you to my brother, then you won't be a guest, and it will be only natural for me to bully you." Lin Mo was very happy.

  "Brother, he's my boyfriend! You used to dislike him so much before, why are you being so polite now? Hmph!"

  "Sister, is this the Yang Guo you've often mentioned?" Lin Yu said, emphasizing the two words "Yang Guo".

  "Yeah, Yang Guo was really good to me, brother you have to support me!" Lin Mo pouted and tugged on Lin Yu's sleeve.

  Lin Yu didn't say anything, she just nodded silently.

  "Alright! Isn't there someone else over there? Introduce him." He was pointing at the person outside the door.

  Mao nineteen.

  Ma Shi Jiu stood outside the door for a long time, and from Lin Yu's facial features, he couldn't tell that

  Is it true?

  Someone was heard shouting, Mao Shi Jiu walked over with a smile from afar, but the knife hidden in his smile could cut through Lin Yu's mask at any moment.

  He walked over and whispered in my ear: "If there's a chance to make him bleed, it'll be easy to tell whether he's genuine or not."

  I put on a natural expression, but Lin Mo was still suspiciously looking at us two.

  "Come on, what are you two whispering about?" Lin Mo asked, pointing at me and Mao Shi Jiu.

  "Quietly, won't you invite us in to sit for a bit?" I intentionally changed the subject.

  "You're welcome." was all Lin Yu said with a big smile.

  Lin Yu asked the servant to pour us tea, and their family's tea drinking was very particular. They brought out China's tea culture in a big way, from the teacups to the tea leaves to the water for brewing, nothing was not particular about it. Even the posture of drinking tea was done with great care. I and Mao 19 didn't understand anything, directly picked up the teacup and poured it into our mouths, finishing a cup in one gulp.

  "Your teacup is too small and the tea is too bitter." Mao Nineteen not only didn't understand, but also wanted to talk nonsense, this skill of commenting on others' affairs don't teach me.

  "This teacup is quite delicate, the tea may be bitter but it's fresh, good tea and a good cup." At this point, I thought about pretending to be knowledgeable, saying something in a straightforward way to show off my level. As expected, these two sentences also passed, but then Lin Yu said this sentence that made me feel like I'm not even as good as Mao 19, pretending to understand when I don't, and getting struck by lightning for showing off.

  "This tea cup is called the Three-legged Tripod Dragon Cup, it's an antique from the Tang Dynasty. Although it looks small and delicate, the content on it is incredibly rich. Look at its shape, it resembles a tripod but is actually a cup, with three legs but no ears. It may be just a cup, but it can hold more than a tripod, look at the wall of the cup, there are nine dragons carved on it, hence the name Nine Dragons Three-legged Cup."

  "Also, what you said about the bitter taste, I agree with that, but it's not entirely correct. Ordinary people drink tea and think it's bitter, but for those who understand the art of tea, tea has a thousand different flavors. The tip of your tongue, the middle of your tongue, and the root of your tongue, any area covered by taste buds, the flavor is different. For example, the middle of the tongue is mainly bitter, the root of the tongue is mainly astringent, and the tip of the tongue is mainly sweet. And even within the different regions of the tongue, the changes in taste buds are also different.

  As for this tea, it was picked at the heaviest dew time last night, it's not only fresh but also completely natural and unprocessed. The price on the market can reach up to 100,000 yuan per kilogram. So its flavor should be bitter at first, astringent in the middle, slightly sour and lingering, with an endless sweet aftertaste." Lin Yu said this while making an expression of enjoyment.

  "So, the highest realm of tea ceremony is the fusion of human and nature."

  I and Mao were both staring in amazement. Who would have thought that such a big man would have such a profound understanding of the art of tea, it's not something ordinary people like us can reach.

  "After brother came back, he became infatuated with the way of tea and his behavior and demeanor became so gentle and elegant. If it weren't for his usual expression, I would have almost thought he wasn't my brother!" Lin Mu Bai gave Lin Yu a glance and said jokingly."

  "Oh? We're being rude, we people from the lower class don't know how to drink good tea, it's really a shame. I'm a bit angry, maybe it's because I've been poor since childhood and have some resentment towards the rich, can't stand this endless showing off and waste."

  "Yang Guo, what's wrong?" Lin Miao also heard some discomfort in my tone.

  "It's nothing." I said with some petulance.

  "Yang Guo!" Lin Miao shouted out loud my name.

  Lin Mo cried and ran out.

  Something feels off in my heart, I feel like it's my fault. Lin Mo has never looked down on me because of my family situation, but I've been worrying for nothing. Cao Shi Jiu couldn't bear to watch anymore and hinted that I should go after her. I was stunned, felt a pang in my heart, and chased after her.

  Only Mao Shi Jiu and Lin Yu were left in the hall.

  "This Daoist priest, I've been very interested in Daoism lately. Would you have time to instruct me?" Lin Yu said to Mao Shi Jiu.

  "Oh? Then please ask what you need to ask Xiao Dao, and Xiao Dao will definitely answer seriously." Mao Shi Jiu was extremely polite.

  "I'd like to ask, what's your Daoist view on the soul?"

  This question is actually very sharp. Taoist, as we all know, is the nemesis of ghosts and monsters, and ghosts and monsters are a form of soul. Translating this sentence means asking about the Taoist's view on ghosts. What does the Taoist think of ghosts? Apart from collecting, calming, killing, and refining, evil spirits must be the enemy of the Taoist.

  Cao Jingyu thought for a moment and only said four words: "Resent evil as an enemy." And that kind of gaze was the kind that could shock people's souls. Lin Yu's whole body became unnatural.

  "It's only natural for a good ghost to help the soul ascend, but an evil ghost will not rest until it has claimed its victim." Mao Shi Jiu said firmly, and Lin Yu's body trembled.

  "Haha, Master is actually a romantic at heart." Lin Yu tried to awkwardly dispel the fear from just now.

  "Don't be afraid, I only kill evil spirits, not good people." Mao Shi Jiu emphasized the two words "evil spirit" heavily.

  "Of course, of course, I believe in Master's awesomeness." Lin Yu's face began to sweat.

  "I see a black aura between your eyebrows. If you don't mind, I'll calculate a divination for you, and guarantee that it will turn bad luck into good fortune," said Mao Shi Jiu.

  "Master, no need, thank you for your kindness." Lin Yu's heart was afraid and wanted to refuse.

  "No need to be polite, I'll just take a look, may I see your palm?" insisted Mao Shi Jiu.

  Just then, Mao Shi Jiu took Lin Yu's hand and pulled her up, Lin Yu kept trying to pull it back.

  "Goodness gracious! You have something unclean on you! Your palm lines are all jumbled. Recently, there's also been a bloody disaster." Of course, Mao Shi Jiu was just talking nonsense.

  "Dao Chang, I'm feeling a bit unwell today, let's talk again another time." Lin Yu was about to give the order to withdraw.

  On the other side, I caught up with Lin Mo, she ran into the garden and squatted in a pavilion crying very sadly.

  I stood behind her in a daze, not knowing how to coax her. Previously, there was no girl to coax, and now that Lin Mo is here, I don't know where to start either.

  I stood there stupidly for two minutes. "Don't you know how to coax me? You silly egg." Lin Mo said with a bitter and wronged expression.

  "Right, sorry."

  "I don't want to hear sorry."

  "I, I, I love you." I couldn't help it and went up to directly hug Lin Mo. Lin Mo's hands were wrapped around mine, hugging very tightly.

  "I love you too, you're an idiot." Lin Mo continued to pat my back with his hand.

  I wiped away Lin Mo's tears and looked into her eyes, saying seriously: "I'm a poor kid, I've been living in an inferior environment since childhood, I was wrong, you never looked down on me, it was me who looked down on myself."

  Lin Mo stroked my back, trying to comfort me, but my emotions became more and more agitated.

  Suddenly a soft feeling touched my lips. Lin silently kissed me, and my emotions immediately cooled down, slowly calming down.

  With just one kiss, I relaxed all over.

  "I will always be with you." Lin Mo said this sentence that touched me the most in my life.

  "Thank you, I will never let you down in this life." I said firmly.

  Lin Mo finally burst out with a happy smile. We walked back to the hall hand in hand, as if nothing had happened.

  As soon as I entered the hall, I found that there was no one in the hall. Where did Mao Shi Jiu and Lin Yu go?

  "Master! Master?" I shouted.

  "Brother, brother." Lin Mo also cried out non-stop.

  Something's gone wrong! I thought to myself. It's possible that Mao Shi Jiu has already exposed the fake Lin Yu, and they're probably fighting right now!

  Surprisingly, we found them in the backyard. Lin Yu raised many rare and precious birds, and Lin Yu was introducing Mao Shi Jiu to the cuckoo.

  "Do you know the story of the cuckoo's blood?" Lin Yu asked Mao Shi Jiu.

  Before Mao Zhen could respond, Lin Yu said: "The Wandering Emperor is a legendary ruler of Shu during the late Zhou Dynasty, named Du Yu. He later abdicated and retreated, but unfortunately his country was destroyed and he died. After death, his soul transformed into a bird, which cries bitterly in the late spring, until blood flows from its mouth, its voice mournful and sorrowful, moving people's hearts, known as the cuckoo.

  "So the cuckoo represents wailing. Among so many birds, I only love the cuckoo. If it weren't for fate, I would also want to be a phoenix."

  If it weren't for fate, I'd also want to be a phoenix. This sentence has always lingered in my ears.

  Lin Yu's words were laced with underlying meaning, and only Mao Shi Jiu nodded seriously in response. I don't know what happened between Mao Shi Jiu and Lin Yu during the time Lin Mo and I stepped out.