From the muffled groan just now, it is not difficult to tell that he was seriously injured, and I was completely stressed out. So I walked boldly in the direction of the sound and found that there was an open space that was protruding several centimeters more than the surrounding area.

I squatted down and looked, and suddenly I found that there was still light below.

I couldn't help but admire the big black mole. This kid loves to dig holes so much, he is like a mouse!

I immediately kicked the wooden board covered with a hole, and then jumped in.

As I landed on the ground, I quickly looked for the target and found a big black mole sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. His mouth and chest were covered with blood, which meant that he was indeed seriously injured.

After landing, I squatted down, and then a beautiful sweeping leg hit the big black mole's head, and he groaned and fell down.

I seized the opportunity and rushed up quickly and held his arms, and he couldn't move in an instant.

I felt relieved after I controlled him and found a small copper basin in front of him, filled with black liquid, and in front of the basin was a thorny hair.

I counted carefully and found that these hairs were not too much or too little, just thirty-six. It turned out that he was using his hair to control the group of female ghosts outside.

At this time, Lu Ming also jumped in along the entrance of the cave. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me subduing the big black mole, and then walked towards this side.

When he saw the black water, he was stunned for a moment, then sniffed hard, and asked subconsciously: "Is this poppy?"

After hearing him say this, I also reacted. No wonder I felt that the black water looked familiar. It turned out to be a juice made of poppy shells. This thing is more addictive than ordinary poisons.

The big black mole undoubtedly uses this kind of mental confusing thing to control the female ghost, but he must have added other things to the poppy juice.

I pressed his body hard and said, "You lost."

"Yes, I lost!"

Big Black Moe sighed and said with red eyes: "I didn't expect you to rescue the Lu person from the maze so soon. I underestimated you, so I lost nothing to say..."

"I have been planning something that I have been working hard for half my life, but it is broken in the hands of your little baby. Maybe this is fate, right? It's just a pity that my thirty-six ancestors died in vain."

At the end of the conversation, Big Black Moe was already in tears, but he didn't say a word or insult us. Instead, he was very kind and asked us to give him some pleasure.

"Big brother, are you unwilling to give up?"

Lu Ming picked up the bone-clearing knife on the ground and walked to the big black mole, and asked with a stern face. Then, without waiting for him to reply, he suddenly inserted the knife into his thigh.

Looking at his bloody thighs, Lu Ming groaned: "Let the ancestors resolve their grievances and grievances by themselves. Can we juniors stop interfering again? I'll apologize to you."

The big black mole obviously didn't expect Lu Ming to do this, and his eyes flashed, but he still said with a gloomy face that he was unwilling to accept it.

After hearing this, Lu Ming nodded, grabbed my shoulder with one hand, and then pulled the knife out of his thigh with the other hand.

Hot blood gushed out, splashing the big black mole on his face, and the eyes of the big black mole changed.

The severe pain caused beads of sweat to appear on Lu Ming's forehead. He forced himself to not let himself fall down, and then raised the knife and continued to stab it in his leg.

At this time, Big Black Moe grabbed the bone-clearing knife and said coldly: "Boss Lu, I have seen your sincerity, but many things cannot be solved with sincerity. Go out and have a look. If those female ghosts can let go, it will be over."

After saying that, he broke free from me and took the lead in climbing out of the hole.

When I climbed up with Lu Ming, I found a big black mole staring at the village, with an unusually focused look.

Following his gaze, I suddenly saw thirty-six extremely ugly female ghosts sitting around Lu Yu in order under a purple light.

Lu Yu talked and laughed with them, and his spirit of immortality was undoubtedly revealed.

Big Black Moe looked at Lu Ming with a smile, then limped away. Although he didn't speak from beginning to end, we all knew that he had let go.

Lu Ming stabbed himself in exchange for a peaceful settlement of grudges that had been favored for thousands of years, which was a rare good fate.

Then we did not disturb Lu Yu and his women anymore, and helped each other back to the hotel.

I simply sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao for Lu Ming, and then fed him a bowl of talisman water.

Logically speaking, Lu Ming would be sleepy if he lost too much blood, but he seemed very energetic and said to me with a smile: "The ancestor told me that he would leave with these female ghosts tonight..."

"Yeah!" I nodded with a smile, not much surprise.

Seeing that I was indifferent, he giggled for a while and said, "You haven't asked me why my ancestors always knocked on my head with crutches in my dreams."

"I'll ask you, don't think I don't know." I was amused by him and cursed with a smile.

In fact, during the last time I talked with the waiter in the hotel, I discovered a problem. Only when Lu Ming negotiated with the Japanese did the old ghost come out to make trouble.

He was careful at that time and finally found out that Lu Ming was planning to sign a tea packaging contract with Japan.

Specifically, Lu Ming took advantage of his monopoly of the tea industry and purchased a large number of high-quality tea at a low price, transported it to Japan for packaging, and then labeled it as a Japanese tea ceremony to ship it to the mainland for a sky-high price.

Lu Ming and the Japanese can make a lot of money, but they cheated Chinese tea farmers and consumers.

In the short term, this is a harm to others and self-interest, and in the short term, this is disrespectful to traditional culture and accomplices for the Japanese, and telling the whole world that the origin of tea culture is not China, but Japan!

Since the old man of ghost stopped this behavior, it just means that he is not an evil spirit.

Later, after learning that the old man ghost was the tea saint Lu Yu, I completely cleared up the relationship: Lu Ming, a kid, has been talking nonsense with me from the beginning. Not only did he know that the old man ghost was Lu Yu, but he also knew why Lu Yu had to deal with him. But he still deceived himself and asked me for help, wanting not to be harassed by Lu Yu, but also wanting to reach a cooperation with the Japanese.

Looking back now, his behavior is like a child!

"Aren't you angry with me? I haven't told you the truth." Lu Ming asked embarrassedly.

I smiled bitterly and said, "How come I'm not angry? At first I didn't want to care about this matter, but later I understood you. If the prodigal son turns back, he will be fine if he can turn back."

Although Lu Yu has left, judging from Lu Ming's behavior of stabbing himself with a knife, he must have figured it out completely. He will never cooperate with the Japanese, and will not forget his ancestors to mark Japan as the birthplace of tea culture.

Sure enough, the second week after I left, Lu Ming called me and said that he had completely cut off relations with the Japanese side. He also built a large tea culture manor in Xishuangbanna to commemorate the contribution of the tea saint Lu Yu to the whole world.

He told me that he would devote all his savings to this manor so that all visitors can feel the charm of Chinese tea culture.

I asked him why he did this? He said that first of all, it was to commemorate his ancestors, and secondly, it was to do his best to inherit traditional culture!

"It seems that you really understand what your ancestor means..." I said with a smile, happy for him from the bottom of my heart.

Although our lives are getting better and better now, we are losing the precious heritage inherited by our ancestors every day and every second.

Why is this? Because there are too many people who admire foreign countries and fawn on foreign countries.

The strong slave mentality makes them feel that the foreign moon is rounder than China.

Let them help foreigners shake flags and shout and ban traditional Chinese medicine!

Let them learn English by taking IELTS, but they say that Chinese is old-fashioned!

Let them kneel down to Korean celebrities shamelessly and surround Oppa all day!

But they forgot that in the past five thousand years, China has always been the center of the world. It is precisely because of the traditional Chinese culture that Japanese culture, Korean culture, etc. have been derived...

Lu Ming was lucky. At a critical moment, Lu Yu could appear and pull him, but Lu Yu had only one.

Who will pull us?

I really don’t want to see the great Chinese nation fall.

In order to commemorate the tea saint Lu Yu, I changed the ringtone of my phone to a song written by later generations, "The Tea Buyed by Grandpa" for him.

"The tea made by my grandfather has a taste called home. He has white hair and is not allowed to speak when drinking tea."

"I heard that Lu Yu didn't take any fame or fortune. He led a thin horse and walked around the world..."
Chapter completed!