Qin Fen has no other interests and hobbies, and in his spare time, he just likes to tinker with calligraphy and painting.

The three words on the small wooden board are vigorous and powerful, and you can know the master's handwriting at a glance.

"Dare to ask, are these three words written by a senior monk?"

He humbly asks for teaching, even if he is at his current level, he can't reach the level of others.

The enlightened monk shook his head and pointed to the Taoist priest standing in front of the stall.

The implication is not him, but it is written by the little Taoist priest under him.

"Is it the handiwork of this little Taoist?"

Qin Fen had to look at the little Taoist priest differently, the little Taoist priest just stood silently in front of the stall before, and he didn't speak, so he had almost no sense of existence.

Now, Qin Fen took a closer look at the past, but was shocked to find that the little Taoist eyebrow and sword eyes actually had a noble temperament that was extremely discordant with his Taoist identity.

He had to sigh again, a little Taoist priest can have such a temperament, it seems that this enlightened monk should still have some real skills.

"Please also ask the monks to give further advice, or make it clear!"

After a series of temptations, he was already able to determine that the other party was not pretending to be a ghost, and he was not fooling people.

Anyway, now, he is also anxious, so it is better to simply humbly ask for advice or two, in case it really works.

The enlightened monk still pointed to the small wooden board of Meng Po soup.

"You only need to bring a bowl of Meng Po soup back and let Ling Nu drink it, and there will definitely be a slight turn for the better in my custody of you, but Ling Nu is now a little crazy, and it is not an overnight thing to completely change her."

This kind of decoction called Meng Po soup can solve the problem of restlessness in his house?

Qin Fen only felt that he was thinking about it, but he really couldn't find any other fault with the other party.

"If the donor believes in the old man, it is better for the old man to go back to the mansion with the donor, as long as the girl takes more Meng Po soup, for a long time, I believe she should be able to see it!" I love to read

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Qin Fen doesn't seem to have any other better solution at the moment, no matter whether he succeeds in the end or not, this decoction called Meng Po Tang can't work in the end, he wants to try it boldly, because he, his own father, really doesn't want to look at his daughter, who is tortured all day long, and he doesn't want the family to be restless and have frequent turmoil.

"Don't worry, we are all monks, and we only need to prepare some simple meals and one or two side rooms."

Qin Fen didn't care about this expense, although the Qin family was not the richest man in the city, it could be regarded as a wealthy family.

"Then please clean up and come with me!"

In the end, Qin Fen made up his mind.

In any case, give it a try.

The enlightened monk nodded slightly, which can be regarded as agreeing.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly cleaned up, the so-called stall was actually a small wooden cart, and it didn't take long for it to be all cleaned up.

"Please follow me!"

Qin Fen led the way in front, and along the way, the costumes of the monks and little Taoist priests who had attained the Tao attracted many onlookers because of their specialness.

Qin Fen couldn't take care of a lot, the time was pressing, the sooner he arranged for them to enter the mansion, the sooner he arranged for them to meet Qin Yan'er, the most important thing was to arrange for them to meet Qin Yan'er.

After entering Qin's house, Qin Fen called the housekeeper and arranged a small courtyard where no one lived, and specially let them live.

After sending people away, the housekeeper cautiously asked.

"Master, they are ......"

Why did there come to the house a high-ranking monk and a Taoist priest?

There is nothing in vain in the house, and there is no need for senior monks and Taoist priests to do things, so no matter what the steward thinks, he feels that there are two points of weirdness.