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Chapter 248 Is it a show?
On the official road of Quanzhou, Lu Si and his party came slowly.

Since they got out of Ghost Hailin, their journey has been smooth.

The road met a tea stand, and several people were thirsty, so they walked over.

At the tables in twos and threes, some passers-by who were tired from walking were sitting, and the booth guards were an old man and a pretty young girl.

The girl's figure is in a bisnail skirt, with a sweet smile, like a butterfly spreading its wings among flowers, wandering between the dining tables.

The old man's face was old and wrinkled, and he poured tea in the back without rushing.

Looking at the young girl, Lang Tianxin's eyes lit up: "I never expected to see such a pretty girl at the tea stand in the wilderness."

When the girl saw him, her pretty face immediately turned red, and she turned her head away in embarrassment.

Looking at it makes Langtian's heart itch, and he really wants to go up and ask the girl's name.

The girl came over shyly and asked timidly.

"I don't know what the guest officers want to eat."

"Give me two plates of sauced beef, two plates of scrambled eggs, one plate of pickles, ten steamed buns, and a few cups of herbal tea."

Lu Si said.

After the girl wrote it down, these meals were served not long after.

At this time, the old man came to a table of guests, and saw that he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the teacups were neatly placed in front of them, without deviation, as if they had been calculated in advance.

Following the slight tilt of the teapot in his hand, a thin stream of water spewed out from it, intermittently, just going around in a circle, several teacups were filled with tea, each one was not too much, no less, just reaching the rim of the cup.

This trick, which seemed to be magic, immediately attracted loud applause from the surrounding people.

Ke Zhengyan was surprised and said, "This old man pours tea very well."

The old man held the tea with steady hands, and did not deviate from each other, neither too much nor too little, a method that even he himself could not do.

"If ordinary people only do one thing, after a long time, they will be handy. If they add more concentration and enthusiasm, they can do things that ordinary people can't do. The so-called technology is close to Tao, what is Tao? you."

Lu Si spoke lightly.

Several people who heard these words were thoughtful, knowing that this person was using this as a metaphor for martial arts.

The so-called practice makes perfect, an ordinary trivial thing can be so good if it is done for a long time, let alone practicing martial arts.

If you can concentrate, even if you have mediocre talent, you will be able to achieve something in the end.

In the past few days, Ke Zhengyan and the two saw that this little girl's martial arts were improving day by day, her talent in martial arts was beyond words, and Zhou Yu was also a prodigy in martial arts, so they were unknowingly discouraged.

I feel that my talent is not as good as these two, no matter how hard I practice, I am afraid that I may not be able to surpass them in my life, so why do I need to practice again?
With such a decadent mind all his life, he was powerless to do anything.

Lu Si knew that this was actually because the two of them had unknowingly fallen into a demonic barrier. If they couldn't break through the demonic barrier, their martial arts in this life would have to stop here, and they might even go backwards.

In this world, there are always some people with amazing talents, no matter what they do, they are handy. The peak that is insurmountable in the eyes of others is just as easy and simple as drinking water and eating in the eyes of these people.

Compared with these people, ordinary people appear to be as stupid as pigs, and over time, depression fills the heart, and a sense of despair arises.

In the end, he would even be willing to degenerate because of this, and he would stagnate in this life, as if stuck in a quagmire from which he could not extricate himself.

And how many people like this are there in this world?
But they don't know that there are only a few people with such extraordinary talents in the world. If they only insist on this, they might as well make great strides forward.

In any case, just seek self-sufficiency in your heart.

It's just these words, but Lu Si can't say it clearly to the two of them. Some things are useless if they are said too much. Only when they experience it carefully can they understand it.

At this moment, the old man had already walked to their table.

Using the same magic technique, they filled the teacups in front of them.

Lu Si laughed and said, "The old man's way of pouring tea is really amazing."

The old man laughed and said: "I was deeply touched by what the young master said just now. I have poured tea and water for people all my life, old man. "Technology is close to Taoism", but there is still a long way to go."

Lu Si nodded, suddenly without moving his body, he saw the water in the teacup flowing around, turning into wisps of running water, submerging into the teapot from the mouth of the cup and disappearing.

"The old man thinks this skill is worthy of a show?"

Lu Si spoke leisurely.

The old man was stunned for a while, and then said: "This skill is really amazing."

After a pause, he said, "Old man, I'll fill up for a few more."

Lu Si stopped her and said with a smile, "But I dare not drink the old man's tea."

The old man's old face changed slightly: "What do you mean, young master? Could it be that you think the old man poisoned me in this tea?"

As soon as the word "poison" came out, the faces of Ke Zhengyan and the others changed immediately, and they looked at this person vigilantly.

It's just that they looked around and found that the people around them were all well, and they didn't look like they were poisoned.

"When did Lu say that the old man's tea was poisoned?"

Lu Si smiled lightly.

The old man relaxed and smiled, but the next second he froze.

"I didn't say it, but the old man said that the tea was poisonous. Isn't that strange? Could it be that the tea was really poisoned?"

Lu Si said slowly.

Ke Zhengyan and the others were startled. That's right, he hadn't been poisoned, so why did he say something poisonous in the tea.

The old man laughed dryly: "Old man, I am a little quick to talk, I just made a mistake at the moment."

Lu Si seemed to believe it, and said: "Since there is no poison, can the old man have a drink?"

The old man's face changed slightly, and he said immediately: "Old man, I made the tea myself, so I naturally have to taste it myself."

Picking up the teapot, he just took a sip.

Seeing his normal expression, Ke Zhengyan and the others felt relieved. It seemed that there was indeed no poison in the tea.

Just about to pick up the food on the table, but was stopped by Lu Si.

"Wait! There's no poison in the tea, but it doesn't mean there's no poison in the dishes."

Ke Zhengyan and the others were surprised that there was poison in this dish?
Lu Si turned his head, his eyes fell on the old man, and said: "Why don't the old man have a taste of this dish as well."

At this moment, the old man's face finally changed, he said in embarrassment: "Young Master, what do you mean by this, do you think that the old man wants to seek money and kill himself?"

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, the Biluo girl ran over, pulled her grandfather and said angrily: "Grandpa, they don't want to eat, they must dislike our poor cooking, so let them go to the city to eat."

But this pull, did not pull.

At this time, the old man was standing there blankly, with a piece of sauced beef in his mouth, and he was subconsciously chewing it.

"He doesn't want to eat, so Lu can only force him to eat."

Lu Si smiled lightly.

When Biluo girl saw it, her complexion changed drastically, she didn't have time to take out the antidote for him, her body retreated suddenly, and she flew several feet away in the blink of an eye, showing her excellent lightness kung fu and agility.

But at this moment, Lu Si shook his hand, and the next moment, he saw the girl's body suddenly stopped.

When he turned around, a slender chopstick stuck in his throat, his eyes widened, and he giggled.

"Little Li Fei. Knife"

He fell to the ground and died.

At this time, the old man's eyes were dull, he was already foaming at the mouth, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground, his face was as black as ink, it was obvious that he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

(End of this chapter)