The next afternoon, when Lao Meng and I were squatting in the courtyard to study the taste of the koi in the pool, the Taoist priests who had come down the mountain came back one after another.

Seeing that we were both surprised, we said hello and went back to the house.

Most of the time there are people staying overnight in this temple, so it is not surprising to see two strangers.

The Taoist priests came back about four or five, and Lao Meng and I quickly patted our pants and caught up with them, and after inquiring, we learned that the one who likes to draw on weekdays is a Taoist named Fan.

When we came to the door of Nafan, we heard a shout of thanks from the iron inside.

I was in a trance for a moment, thinking that I had knocked on the door of the big brother of a certain Northeast anchor.

"Dao Chief? Are you there? I shouted outside.

The busy whisper said, "Today, I will broadcast here first, and at the same time tomorrow, we will continue to speak." ”

It took four or five seconds for the voice to open the door.

A sloppy middle-aged man, his beard can be an inch long, and it is not difficult to see that his facial features are still very handsome under the messy hair, but they are sturdy and sturdy under this appearance.

He lifted his robe up, raised his eyebrows and asked the two of us, "Fortune telling?" ”

I thought about it for a moment and replied, "Yes." ”

His attitude was immediately much kinder, "Please two of you." ”

After entering, he quickly closed the door. He took out two puff mats from under the incense seat, patted the ashes vigorously, and placed them on the ground.

I ran around the house twice, bringing two bottles of Red Bull, a notebook, and a ballpoint pen that had been blown up.

Then he sat down on the ground with a pop and looked up at the two of us, "Please sit down." ”

"Why do I think this person is so unreliable?" Lao Meng whispered in my ear.

"Just cover your wallet, it's easy to say if you don't cheat money."

After the two of us sat down, he pretended to stroke his beard and asked, "What do you two want?" ”

"Count...... Marriage. "I made one up casually.

"Then please write your birthday, little brother."

After I wrote it, he picked it up and looked at it, and his brows gradually twisted into a piece, "Brother, your life, the pattern is too big, and the other half in the future is absolutely extraordinary." ”

I thought to myself, if I am not a mortal, I am still a fairy.

I didn't have the heart to continue pestering him with some useless things, so I took out the portrait of the ghost girl from my bosom and spread it on the table.

"Dao Chief, you might as well calculate my marriage for me."

When he saw the person in the painting, his eyes instantly tightened, and his expression became less comfortable than before.

Looking at this reaction, most of the time I found the right person today, I pushed the portrait forward, "Do you know the person in this painting?" ”

He hurriedly denied, "I don't know." ”

At this time, the denial is nothing more than an attempt to cover up, and the performance is too obvious. I counted a few hundred-yuan bills from my wallet and stuffed them into Fan's hand, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to ask for a story, and I'll leave after listening to it." ”

He counted it, put the money in his trouser pocket, and said "It's easy to listen to stories, it's a small thing." ”

"Then I'll ask, and you will answer. Did you draw this painting? ”

He nodded, "I painted it." ”

"Under what circumstances?"

"A few years ago, I set up a small stall in the ancient town of Yunnan. While telling fortunes, he paints sketches for people and earns a little money. Then a man came with a picture of a woman and asked me to draw a picture of the woman, and I drew it. ”

"Do you know who that man is?"

"I don't know, I can't remember what it looked like for years. But this person has an earthy smell on his body, and he should be an upside-down dirt product. But he doesn't look like a gangster, he wears famous brands and looks like a boss. ”

Lao Meng and I don't have the word "local goods" in my ears, because the family is full of upside-down antiques, and I can often hear it. Dumping local goods is to go to the ground to rob tombs, and people who have been engaged in this kind of business for a long time do have a special taste on their bodies.

However, this can be smelled at once, and it can be seen that I usually deal with people of three religions and nine streams.

"If you think about it, there are no other clues?" As I spoke, I added two more bills.

This banknote is like a teleprompter, and after seeing two of them, I remembered a lot of contents.

He slapped his head and hurriedly said, "By the way, before he left, he also asked me if there was a kiln nearby, and I guessed that he wanted to use my portrait as a drawing to burn the statue." ”

As soon as he said this, I suddenly thought of the origin of the first copper coin that Teng Chongchong said before.

The blind old woman said that it was a man who sent the Buddha statue to her, and judging from the time, it should have been after the portrait.

Lao Meng asked, "Then what do you mean by the word "ghost?" ”

"I don't know, I handed over the drawings when I finished painting the portrait, and this word may have been added later."

"Then when I first asked you, why did you say you didn't know the painting?"

He smiled embarrassedly, "Who knows how you have a grudge between the rivers and lakes, sometimes it's better to pretend to be confused, don't offend people, you say yes." ”

"And then what did you say again?"

Lao Meng replied for him: "Money can make ghosts grind." ”

Unexpectedly, Na Fan also raised an objection, "Little brother, what he said is not right, how can money not only make the ghost grind, but also make the ghost backflip 360 degrees and add two Thomas spins." ”

I think it's funny in my heart, this is a person who understands, and it is much more real than those who pretend to be confused and pretend to be a gentleman.

It seems that the focus of this matter has fallen on that man. Finding that person seems to have become the key now.

When the two of us turned around and went out, Na Fan said unintentionally, "I see that you are still a little familiar, and I always feel that I have seen it somewhere." ”

This sentence seemed to penetrate my heavenly spirit cover, and I seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly flipped through a photo of our family eating during the Chinese New Year last year in the photo album of my mobile phone, and then enlarged the photo and enlarged it again.

Pointing to my dad, he asked, "Are you talking about this person?" ”

After seeing it, Fan nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes, it's him." ”

I was in a mixed mood and didn't know what to say.

It seems that my previous conjecture was correct, and it is possible that my dad was not an innocent victim in this matter, but an active participant.

After so many years of eating, drinking, and merrymaking, my mind has never been on the family's business and the things he usually pays attention to.

My dad and I do get along more like friends, but it's limited to gags, and somehow there's always a little distance.

I blamed myself a little, and I regretted it a little bit, blaming myself for not paying more attention to him on a regular basis, otherwise I wouldn't have been ignorant of his whereabouts until now.

Things still haven't progressed, and my whole temple hurts.

After I got out of the house, Teng Chongchong stood at the door, grabbed me, and asked, "What's the matter?" What did he say? ”

I didn't hide it, and I said everything I said as it was, including the fact that the person was my father.

Teng Chongchong was also a little disappointed after hearing this, and had come to the author of this painting with full hope in order to get some information about the whereabouts of the copper coin, but now it seems that no progress has been made.

But I knew in my heart that the crux of all the problems now lay on my father, and the other three copper coins had already appeared, and only one was left to open the Ninefold Treasure Letter.

At this time, a faint voice came from the tree, and I looked up and found that Yu Nian was lying lazily on it, fiddling with a small compass with one hand.

"I just sensed the location of the last copper coin, and if you delay any longer, I can't guarantee that you will find it."

It dawned on me that Yu Nian had clearly said before that as the makers of the Ninefold Treasure Letter and Key, they could feel where they were. But I was stuck in my own thinking loop, and I didn't figure it out.

Teng Chongchong looked at me in surprise, and I stared at the trees that seemed to be careless, and suddenly discovered the loveliness of this woman.

Tsundere, and shrewd.

"What are you doing in a daze, go back and pack your luggage." Lao Meng urged.

Yu Nian jumped down from the tree lightly and stood in front of me, "It's not impossible for me to take you there, but you have to promise me one condition." ”