Yu Yao followed He Wenguang and asked, "How do you take this road?" Isn't there a big staircase in the parking lot?"

"The big staircase leads to the Bikong Temple at the top of the mountain, and we are going to the Bikong Zen Temple. ”

After walking along the stone path for a while, Yu Yao couldn't help but ask again, "Is this going down the mountain?"

Because this stone path is winding downward.

"It's not going down the mountain, but going around to the back mountain, which doesn't lead to the main road, so you can only walk through it like this. ”

After walking for more than half an hour, they came to a relatively gentle place at the foot of the back mountain.

Standing under a big tree, He Wenguang pointed to a courtyard twenty meters away, "That's it, there's a doorbell, after you press it, you don't have to say anything, just say that you come to fight for treasure." ”

"You're not going?"

He Wenguang: "I'm a little inconvenient, I'll show up when you win." ”

"What if it's a feather?"

"Then I don't have to show up, let's go home. ”

Yu Yao: "Okay, then you can wait." Then he walked over.

He originally thought that the Blue Sky Zen Temple should be an antique building, but he didn't expect it to be a high wall made of red bricks, and there were glass ballasts on the wall.

The gate is two large red lacquered iron gates, and there is a simple gatehouse, which is actually two doorposts, and a beam is erected on it. A layer of white ash was painted on the beam, and the words "Blue Sky Zen Temple" were written in red paint.

The words are not ugly, but they are in bold font, modern and old-fashioned.

It's just such a yard, located at the foot of a deserted back mountain, if there is a little more slogan "We want to get rich, relatives and friends come together", then you can call the police.

In front of the courtyard, separated by three meters, there is a pond, the pond water is clear, presumably not a pond of stagnant water, there may be a spring or a dark river or something below.

Yu Yao walked to the gate, and before he could ring the doorbell on the doorpost, the door opened!

Out of it came a thin old man, shaved his head - it is not accurate to say that he was bald, because there was less than a millimeter of hair stubble. At such an age, his hair is more black and less white.

The old man was carrying a big bamboo broom, raised his eyes and saw Yu Yao in front of the door, but ignored it, walked past Yu Yao, and swept up at the door.

The old man wore a gray cloth old-fashioned clothes, and with his hairstyle and figure, he slowly swept the floor, and the word "sweeping monk" suddenly popped up in Yu Yao's mind.

He should be the person He Wenguang said. has such a clever method, but it is ordinary, it is really a bit like the sweeping monk in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

However, this old man doesn't look thin and old, but he can also see from his facial features that he looks very good, and he must be a handsome boy when he is young.

The old man ignored him, and Yu Yao remembered that He Wenguang didn't say what the main master was called along the way; before coming over just now, he was shaken by He Wenguang for a while, and he forgot to ask.

There's no way, everyone is in front of you, "Old man, you can fight treasures here, right?"

The old man paused, glanced at Yu Yao again, and continued to sweep the floor, but he was not without a response, and said while sweeping, "There are VIPs coming today, and I'll talk about it when I'm done." Exactly, you have to let Jean. ”

"Okay, you're busy. Yu Yao said, took a few steps back, came to the corner of the pond, and watched the old man sweep the floor.

In about five minutes, the old man finished sweeping, in fact, the front of the door was quite neat, he just swept the floating soil, so the movement was light, and the posture was a little chic.

After sweeping, the old man put the broom at the door, turned around, and hooked his hand towards Yu Yao.

Yu Yao stepped forward, "Old man, I'm here to fight for treasure." ”

The old man drooped his eyelids, "Who introduced you?"

"I'm from Jiangzhou, and I'm a person in the antique circle, so I heard about this place by accident. ”

"How can you hear about such an elegant and profound place?"

Yu Yao said in his heart, this old man is very interesting, and he praised himself.

Just as he was about to answer, the door suddenly opened again, and two people came out of it, a tall man, who was not too young to be fifty, and a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance and a bloated figure.

The tall man said, "It's all packed." ”

The middle-aged woman said, "The dishes are ready." ”

The old man waved his hand, "I know, I'll cook when the guests come." ”

The two entered the door again, and from beginning to end, they didn't look at Yu Yao.

Only then did Yu Yao speak, he couldn't say He Wenguang, so he could only continue to lie, "It's in a freight yard, I heard an old gentleman say it in private, I really don't know him." ”

"Jiangzhou. The old man squinted at the sky, "It's Shen Chongyuan, right? This kid is okay on porcelain, but he's a scum in other aspects." ”

Yu Yao almost didn't flash, this old man is very bad.

Yu Yao snorted twice in his mouth, and the old man then asked, "You know my rules, right?"

"Yes. ”

"I even know the rules, but I still heard about it by accident? If you don't learn well at a young age, you can fool yourself!" The old man's face sank, his sleeves flicked, and then he turned around to look like he was about to go in.

Yu Yao was anxious, He Wenguang was a good thing! Now it's good, he can't even enter the door!

Unexpectedly, the old man held on to the iron door with one hand, and suddenly turned around and smiled, "But I like it!"

"Huh?"

"Come in!" the old man pushed the door open.

He Wenguang said that this old man is a little weird, but Yu Yao's tossing and turning has a deeper understanding, this old man is not only weird, it should be: handsome and bad.

looks good, sweeping the floor is also a little handsome, boasting of "elegant and profound", is selling, in character, it is really weird, shaking a little afterglow, and bad.

In any case, since He Wenguang said that he was a top master of bronze, then this point would not be wrong.

Yu Yao followed into the courtyard. He had observed it from the outside before, and judging from the exposed red-tiled roof, this courtyard should be three entrances.

After the iron gate, it is the first to enter, there are five main houses, all of which are red brick houses, green paint doors and windows. There are no wings.

As the saying goes, red with green, dog bullshit, is indeed quite "elegant and profound".

The house in the middle of the main house is the largest, and the door is open, like a living room. The old man took Yu Yao into the living room, and the furnishings inside were very simple. The tables and chairs are all made of bamboo, but they look old, and they are yellow and shiny.

"Sit!" the old man raised his hand and sat down at the top of the long bamboo table.

Yu Yao sat on the bamboo chair on one side.

"Tea?"

"No need. ”

"I can't pour it for you if you want to!" said the old man seriously, "what do you want to fight?"

Yu Yao took out the pastel snuff box directly from his arms and placed it on the long table. In the face of this kind of old man who can't figure out his temper, he gets straight to the point.

"Huh?" the old man leaned over and picked it up with one hand, "how do you know I like snuff bottles?"

"How do I know?" Yu Yao was slightly stunned.

"Of course you don't know. I just quit smoking last month and got into snuff and then I started to like snuff bottles!"