The mountain gate that is usually open regardless of wind and rain day and night.

It is closed tightly at this time.

The fallen leaves on the steps have not been swept away, and the water marks are still there.

It only adds a hint of destruction.

If Lu Yu had not been here last night.

I'm afraid I think Leifeng Temple has already gone to the temple without a single person!

Hou Li scratched his head: "It's weird! The temple is not closed at ordinary times?"

Xiao Shenxuan walked to the door even more angrily.

He stretched out his little hand and patted hard.

"Open the door! The smelly monk opened the door quickly! The fight yesterday hasn't been finished yet!"

But let her call her by shooting the door.

The temple gate is still silent!

Lu Yu smiled softly and said lightly: "It seems that this Zen Master Xuanbei has already expected that I will come today."

Hou Li was stunned and asked, "Brother, do you mean Zen Master Xuanbei deliberately closed the door and hid us?"

"No way? Didn't it mean that the masters of Leifeng Temple are all very powerful?"

Lu Yu didn't explain.

Instead, I looked around.

Suddenly his eyes fell on one place and asked, "Monkey, why is there a straw shed outside the temple?"

I didn't pay attention to the heavy wind and rain last night.

Lu Yu only discovered it today.

It is not far outside the gate of Leifeng Temple.

There was actually a straw shed made of wood and thatch.

And this straw shed is obviously often taken care of.

Looking around, there is no obvious sign of dilapidation.

...

Hou Li also turned his head to look.

Then he smiled and said, "Brother is talking about this straw hut?"

"This straw hut was found before my father was born!"

"I've played in it!"

"My dad heard from my great-grandfather."

"This straw shed lived in by an old monk!"

"At that time, the bandits were plagued by war, and outsiders were not allowed to enter the temple."

"That old monk built this straw hut..."

In Hou Li's long-winded narrative.

Lu Yu finally understood the roughly.

At that time, the war was in chaos.

The monks in Leifeng Temple protect themselves.

The temple gate is closed to prevent all contacts with the outside world.

Just then.

An old monk came to Leifeng Temple and asked to hang a order to enter the temple.

Because I was not wearing a monk's robe.

And it was happening that bandits were coveting the Zen temple and were constantly cruising around.

So the old monk's request was rejected.

But the old monk did not leave.

Instead, he risked being intercepted by bandits.

A straw shed was built outside the temple to live in it.

A full month.

When the old monk used up all the grain and rice he brought with him was dying.

The monks in Leifeng Temple finally couldn't bear it.

Come out to meet.

The content of the specific conversation between the two parties is no longer available.

But a conversation at that time was always circulating under the Thunder Mountain.

A monk from Leifeng Temple asked: "The mountains and rivers are vast, and the famous mountains and ancient temples are everywhere. Why do my senior brother defend the Leifeng Temple, which is full of bandits?"

The old monk answered three words...

"Just because of tea."

so.

Local mountain tea farmers.

Everyone calls the straw shed in front of Leifeng Temple a "tea shed".

But this incident has been a long time.

It has long been gradually forgotten.

If it weren't for the family like Hou Li, whose ancestors lived here.

I'm afraid that even this "tea shed" has been completely forgotten.

...

"Just because...tea!"

Lu Yu murmured and repeated these three words.

When I looked at the straw hut again.

Already sighed.

He was obsessed with tea and also listened to Xuanku's lecture on the story of Zhen Lei Mountain.

This story has been integrated almost in a cup of tea!

If expected, it's good.

The old monk who insisted on building a house and stayed in front of Leifeng Temple.

It should be the "payment" monk who once planted tea on the top of Cheyun Mountain!

Tea never leaves its hometown.

The monk was with tea all day long.

I believe I understand this truth well.

He is immortal for the tea roots.

I am willing to build a straw shed and guard Leifeng Temple near Cheyun Mountain.

So much so that he almost died due to hunger and cold.

Such love for tea is the sentiment and courage of obsessed with tea.

Although it has been through a century of vicissitudes of life.

It still deeply moved Lu Yu.

I'm afraid it's precisely because of this.

Only the monks in Leifeng Temple will retain and repair this straw shed from time to time.

In a sense.

This straw shed is for the monks of Leifeng Temple.

Even for all tea people in this world.

All are a monument that will never be erased!

Thinking of this.
To be continued...