Hey, Daochang Xu, I still have to watch the live broadcast! ”

Yuan Qing wanted to cry without tears, and looked at him with blank eyes.

"Huh?" Xu Tang squinted his eyes and pretended to be serious, "The Lord will come back in a while, have you finished your homework today?" ”

Boom......

Yuan Qing silently retracted his hand, with a small face, and walked into the main hall with the talisman paper aggrieved.

Qianwan was amused when she saw this, and poured another sip of tea.

"Sanren, I'll contact Mr. Lin in the past two days to send some wood carvings, please take the time to open the magic weapon?"

Qianwan hummed with a complacent expression.

Anyway, turning on the light is a matter of the week.

Not a big problem.

Xu Tang took out the ledger and smiled gently, "I'll calculate ...... first."

"I'll have to make up for six bottles."

Qianwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, put down the teacup, and waved her hand lazily at him, "I suddenly remembered that the evening class hadn't been done yet." ”

"It's still early."

“……”

Xu Tang frowned, thought about it carefully, and crossed out the previous number, "That's not right...... The spirit official is like a treasure of the town, and it still has to be put together, and it just so happens that the festival can also take the opportunity to publicize it. ”

Qianwan's face changed slightly, "......"

"Scattered people, it's better to directly consecrate the sixty bottles of wood carving, although it is not as good as the gold plastic ......"

As soon as Xu Tang looked up after calculating, he saw that a certain god had already hurriedly entered the quiet room.

Don't forget to take away the Tieguanyin on the stone table.

Xu Tang came to his senses and sneered.

Put away the messy tea set, looked at the loss added red to the ledger, and suddenly had an unformed idea.

Yes, the price of the Fu sold by Sanqingguan should be increased.

……

Early morning.

There was some rain and fog in the back mountain, which faded away the boredom of the scorching heat and added a little coolness to this season.

Qianwan finished the morning class, contaminated with a cold air, sat in front of the quiet room with a peach bone fan, and lit a warm pear fragrance with his hand.

Then I flipped through the notes that the cheap master had sent from the previous time.

Said to let her annotate and then give it to Yuan Qing Xiaodao.

Outside the window, a drizzle suddenly began to fall.

The rain was spread down the Daiwa on the ground, and there was a faint ticking sound.

Xu Tang was wearing a plain Taoist robe, and he looked like he had just finished meditating.

He walked over with a stack of documents in his hand, followed by a familiar face.

Seeing that Qianwan was flipping through the book, he knocked on the door and reminded him gently, "Sanren, someone is looking for you." ”

"Cousin!"

Shen Xinmei put the umbrella at the door, walked quickly to Qianwan's side, and looked at her like a savior.

"Jianghu emergency, my tutor assigned me a topic not long ago, the representation mode and influence threshold of traditional Taoism in the Internet + era, I searched the whole network and had no idea......"

Qianwan glanced at her coldly and interrupted her, "I remember that your research direction is Buddhism. ”

Shen Xinmei winked at her and shook half of her arm, "Cousin, it's not because of you." ”

That day, her tutor glanced at Weibo, and was particularly interested in the previous Taoist forum, and immediately wanted to start researching, and also mentioned it several times with high interest at the group meeting.

She recognized it as Shen Qianwan, and said happily that this was her cousin.

So...... I was arranged by my mentor to study Taoism.

At that time, Na called a person who looked at her kindly, "Xiao Shen, your debut-debut is set for SSCI, okay?" ”

…… Xiao Shen didn't dare.

Before the study was halfway through, the middle way collapsed, and it was forced to shift from an arrogant religion that engaged in "purifying sentient beings" to "doing labor-management affairs".

She's also miserable.

Shen Xinmei smiled and said, "Cousin, I read that it is said on Weibo that Sanqingguan is going to hold a Zhongyuan-Festival meeting, so I want to use this as the research topic." ”

"It's okay to come and investigate."

"But ......," Qianwan glanced at what she had brought, "Are you like this, do you want to come to Kanli to stay for a long time?" ”

Shen Xinmei nodded solemnly, "I'll pay the money." ”

Qianwan's tone was cold, "There are foreign orders these days." ”

…… There are also sixty wood carvings in Xu Tang to be opened.

"It's okay, cousin, you're busy with you, I can find Brother Tang if you have something."

A certain god: ??

…… Brother Tang?

Yue Lao laughed unkindly: It's okay to inexplicably lower the rank of Shenji.

Qianwan glanced at Xu Tang, and saw that a thin layer of red suddenly appeared on the other party's handsome face, and raised her eyebrows meaningfully, "Okay." ”

(End of chapter)