"In the past few days, Qingyunguan hasn't come to trouble you again, right?"

On the third floor of Jiguxuan, Wei Ting sat by the window, tasting a Tang Dynasty jade Buddha in her hand by the light, and asked Han Ye.

"I've suffered a loss, and I shouldn't come back in a short time. Han Ye soaked the pot of good Longjing, poured a cup for Wei Ting and himself, and replied in his mouth.

Wei Ting said: "Do you feel ...... Qingyunguan suddenly found you and An An, it seems a little strange?"

"It's a little weird. "Han Ye is not stupid, he can understand it at one point," An An was reading well in the fourth middle school, and suddenly the Taoist priest of Qingyunguan came to the door, and he came prepared, which was too coincidental. ”

Wei Ting chuckled: "Such a coincidence can happen, I think An An can go and buy lottery tickets, bag." ”

Han Ye took a sip of tea and said slowly, "You mean, the Fire Spirit Dao people were invited by someone?"

"There is a great possibility. ”

Han Ye thought about it, if the Fire Dragon Dao people were really invited by someone else.

Then there are two suspects, one is Qi Wenguang, and the other is An An's former master, the fake monk named Fu Mingxiang.

According to the time node, Qi Wenguang's family is more suspicious, after all, the Fire Spirit Dao people came to the door shortly after they clashed with Qi Wenguang's family.

However, Qi Wenguang is an ordinary person, and it is not so easy for him to find out that An An is a cat demon.

Fu Mingxiang knew that An An was a cat demon, and he hated An An for leaving him, as an old gangster in the capital, he went to the Taoist priest of Qingyunguan to vent his anger for himself in anger, not without this possibility.

Han Ye thought about it carefully and felt that it was possible for both of them.

He informed Wei Ting of his guess, and Wei Ting immediately said that she would find someone to investigate.

After inspecting the newly purchased antiques in Ji Gu Xuan, Han Ye saw that there was no work in the antique shop, and there were still some things to deal with at home, so he said hello to Wei Ting and left work early.

Returning to the courtyard, as soon as I entered the atrium, I saw the old god stick sitting in the pavilion with three old men and old ladies and chatting energetically, laughing and laughing.

Two of them, Han Ye had met, they lived nearby, they were the new friends of the old god stick in the capital, they often got together to listen to the old god stick's nonsense, and they admired the old god stick quite a lot, but the other one was a fresh face.

The old man had a childish face, and he couldn't tell how old he was, so it was okay to say that he was seventy, and it was okay to say that he was eighty.

His eyebrows are particularly long, a little like the white-eyed old man in the old Hong Kong films, wearing a dirty old Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk that is almost bald in his hand, and he is gobbling up refreshments on the stone table.

The refreshments are really well done, look good and taste great – and of course they're expensive.

But this old way of eating is inevitably a little too ugly, it is like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, and the others have not moved much, and he has already swept half of the refreshments on the table into his stomach.

"How do these refreshments taste, are they to your taste?" Han Ye walked over and asked with a smile.

Lao Dao wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then burped and said contentedly. "Yes, yes, it tastes good, I haven't eaten it in a long time, it's such a delicious thing. ”

The old god took the opportunity to boast: "Of course, these are all brand-name refreshments, the price is expensive, and they should be delicious." ”

Han Ye scorned it fiercely: "Anyway, I'm responsible for the expenses, so you don't feel distressed at all when you do this favor." ”

The old god looked as a matter of course: "You are my apprentice, and it is appropriate to give the master some refreshments." ”

Han Ye was speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, he already knew that this old god was surprisingly thick-skinned, so he was just ridiculing.

Han Ye was too lazy to entangle with the old god stick, and greeted the two friends of the old god stick, then turned his head to look at the old Dao, and asked with a smile: "This Dao Master has never seen it before, what should I call it?"

"Poor road Li Muyang. Lao Dao hurriedly wiped his hands on his body and made a decent appearance.

"It turned out to be the head of Muyang Dao, fortunately, fortunately. Han Ye smiled and returned the salute, his eyes staring at Lao Dao, his eyes flickering, and a faint dark red light flowed in the depths of his pupils.

"I haven't seen Dao Master before, so I guess I just met my master for a short time?"

Muyang Daoren nodded: "We only met this afternoon." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach for a plate of pastries.

While eating, he complained vaguely: "Isn't it just to set up a stall and tell a fortune? Who was in charge of it before? Now it's good, I just spent less than half an hour on the stall, but the chengguan came, and I had to say that I had affected the traffic and affected the city's appearance, and I took all my things."

My business hasn't opened yet, and all the guys who eat are gone.

If I hadn't met Brother Zhao, who was willing to help, I was afraid that I would be hungry today. ”

The old god stick seemed to empathize with emotion: "Everyone has times when they are in trouble. I used to set up a stall outside to tell fortunes, and that day was similar to Brother Li's.

Fortunately, luck changed later, and life was much better than before. When everyone is in trouble, everyone is a peer, since you can help, then help.

Having said that, I fell in love with Brother Li unexpectedly. It's like a sight at first sight, a sight at first sight. ”

(End of chapter)