The Cultivator Under the Tea Tree

The soul of a modern plant researcher traveled through the tea mountains of ancient Banna and became Yan Wen, a good-for-nothing boy who "only returned two of his thirty-two souls" in Mengla Village. In the world of the Dai people's "hundred souls are contained in the body", a small soul means a low life, but his "empty soul body" that no one wants to possess is a rare spiritual embryo that is rare in thousands of years - an empty vessel cannot contain one, so it can contain ten thousand. The white net devastated the tea mountain, Genying entered the village to steal people's souls, there were poisonous manuscripts hidden at the bottom of the well, and someone burned the temple with a blood sacrifice on a rainy night. Others rely on many souls to practice, but Yanwen prefers to use empty souls as a furnace: the eyes of the tea spirit can see the color of the soul flowing, and the thread that fixes the soul can tie others apart. A piece of tightly pressed white cotton thread can lead to the intricate intertwining of thousands of years between Buddhist temples, dragon forests, and ancient tea trees. On the night when Lin Tan was burned down, a golden message emerged from the ashes - "As long as the roots of the tree remain, the seals will never be destroyed", and the secret of the twelve seals was revealed. From Mengla to Jinghong, the city of dawn, from Huanhuanlong to the road of Luzu, the young man took his grandfather's bronze medal, his father's tea tree and Lao Bomo's tie line, step by step into the depths of the intertwined atmosphere of Theravada Buddhism, the shaman vein and the demon spirit. What the tea keeper keeps is never the tea, but the stuff sitting under the tree.