Chapter: 5651

She got up and went downstairs to retrieve a beautifully wrapped scroll from the storeroom.

Lin Wan'er came back upstairs, put the scroll down on the bed, and slowly unrolled it onto the floor.

The landscape painting stretched out before them, approximately 2.5 meters wide and 6 meters long.

She Chen's eyes were fixed on this painting, watching the majestic mountains and valleys unfolding before him.

The towering mountains, like a mirror image, hovered above the lake in the valley, with the scenery so harmonious that it seemed as if it had been created by heaven itself, jumping off the paper to captivate She Chen.

She Chen never thought that a landscape painting could be so mesmerizing. Every brushstroke seemed perfect and flawless, and he had not seen such a breathtaking work since Old Madame Jiang gave him the Meng Changsheng portrait.

This painting's craftsmanship was even more extraordinary than that one.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er used her slender jade hands to point at the tall tree on the edge of the lake in the painting and said to She Chen: "Young master, this is the mother of Pu Cha, as I mentioned. This is how it looked three hundred years ago."

As she finished speaking, she moved her hand to indicate the human-shaped outline below the tree and opened her mouth to say: "This is me. For a period of time, I would sit under this tea tree every day, drinking tea, looking at the mountains, and looking at the water."

She Chen subconsciously asked Lin Wan'er: "Is this painting yours?"

Lin Wan'er nodded: "Master, this painting was made by me just a few days ago. It's specifically for you."

She Chen couldn't help but be shocked. He had never thought that Lin Wan'er could have such extraordinary painting skills.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er suddenly grasped She Chen's hand wearing the ring with her other hand and interlocked their fingers. Then she looked at She Chen expectantly and said: "Master, I dare to take you to see its three hundred-year-old appearance!"

As she finished speaking, a peculiar sensation suddenly arose from the ring, as if it had finally comprehended Lin Wan'er's words. It released some spiritual energy and shot towards the two of them, targeting their brains.

The next moment, She Chen felt his line of sight becoming hazy, only to be pulled along by Lin Wan'er like she was holding his hand, quickly crossing an invisible threshold. Then, a gust of cold wind hit him, followed by the scenery instantly coming alive before his eyes.

At this moment, he found himself standing in the vast, boundless mountains of Yunnan, with a crystal-clear blue sky above, green hills and valleys that stirred one's heart, and white clouds rolling in front of him. It was as if the heavens and earth were within reach, with the pool at the foot of the tea tree and the numerous flowers around it. The water's surface reflected the blue sky, white clouds, and green mountains, creating a scenery that defied description.

She Chen then looked down and saw Lin Wan'er sitting on a small table in front of the tea tree, wearing a celestial-blue robe with a high collar and loose sleeves, and a flowing skirt. She was sipping tea while gazing at the mountains.

In the distance, many tea farmers were plucking tea leaves from those relatively low-growing tea trees, carrying their baskets and bringing down the mountain. Before doing so, they would come to the tea tree and bow slightly towards it, then politely greet Lin Wan'er as "Miss."

Lin Wan'er recognized every single one of them, smiling and asking about their daily harvest each time someone approached her. The farmers would walk up to her, offering a handful of fresh tea leaves from their baskets, asking her to appraise the quality.

Lin Wan'er would gently pinch off a small portion of the tea leaves, sniff it, then bite into it carefully before sharing with them how to kill the freshness, dry, wind-dry, steam-press, and store it properly.

Each farmer left after receiving her guidance, grateful for her advice. This scene allowed She Chen to feel the harmony between ancient people and nature for the first time.

Just as he was immersed in it, everything around him suddenly changed from a bright day to a dark and cloudy night. The raging wind and rain continued to batter that old tea mother tree, which stood firm against the attack, refusing to yield.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, causing many branches to break off and the trunk to shake violently. Just as the tree's trunk was struggling to resist the wind, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, landing on top of the tree and instantly igniting a large fire.

The wind and rain continued uninterrupted, while the flames burned even more fiercely in the storm.

About one incense stick later, the entire tea mother tree had turned into a charred log, completely losing its signs of life. JrNovels.com