Walking into the backyard of the Immortal Temple, it is as if you have arrived in another world.

Without tourists and incense, the backyard seems quiet and quaint.

The backyard is a building with only a few wing-room styles, and is a living place such as a living room, kitchen, and utility room.

The bluestone paved road under your feet winds all the way from the entrance of the courtyard to the entrance of the house, and if you look closely, the color difference is a bit like the dividing line on the Tai Chi disc.

On the wall connecting the backyard to the front yard, there is a circle of craggy strange stones, and behind the strange stones there is a bush of beautiful Guanyin bamboo, which decorates this simple backyard a little.

Lawyer Fang pointed to the room in the middle and said to Xuan Xia, "That's Mr. Xuan's bedroom. ”

The doors and windows of the house are wide open, and the sunlight shines in, and the objects in the room also reflect a heavy sense of age.

Xuan Xia asked, "Can I go in and have a look?" ”

"Of course." Lawyer Fang asked Xuanxia to take care of herself.

Xuan Xia stepped into his grandfather's bedroom with a bit of curiosity and exploration.

The bedroom feels the same as when it was outside, full of age, and the furniture is old. The bedroom has obviously been cleaned, and everything is neat and tidy.

It's a bedding pillowcase or something like that, how it doesn't look like an old man's home.

In addition, the most eye-catching thing is the antique bookshelves in the room.

There are all kinds of notebooks densely stacked on the shelves, from top to bottom, almost the entire bookshelves are occupied.

Why is Xuan Xia sure it's a notebook, because she recognizes a bunch of them, the kind of notebook style that was very popular when she was in middle school. She has it too.

It's not unusual to have books on the shelves, but it's curious to have notebooks.

Xuan Xia curiously took out a copy, flipped through it, and saw that it was actually a diary.

Looking at the words and phrases, Xuan Xia was sure that this was her grandfather's diary.

Turning her head and looking at the number of notebooks on the bookshelf again, Xuan Xia just wanted to praise her grandfather, who could write so many diaries, the old man was really amazing.

After boasting in her heart, she looked back at the diary in her hand.

[It's the rainy season again, and the juniors of the Mei family in Huizhou are not very peaceful, and they specially send people to the door after a few letters. I shouldn't have been involved in this matter, but they are already so sincere, so let's loosen the rules, let's go and see ......]

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After reading one article, Xuan Xia decided to retract his previous judgment.

This is not Grandpa's diary, this is a novel written by Grandpa Tai in his spare time, right?

Take the one she just finished reading, it is about a family surnamed Mei in Huizhou, and every time the rainy season comes in the past few years, strange things will always happen in the old ancestral hall of the family. In the words of grandpa, it should be evil.

This Mei family is an ancestral Xuanmen, but it's a pity that the children and grandchildren are not as good as the generation, and the ancestors can't learn the skills, and the more they deal with it, the worse it gets, and then they begged her grandfather.

Her grandfather originally didn't go because of the rules, but they were sincere, and he went away from the old friendship again, and then described in detail what the Mei family had done, and how his old man had resolved it.

Putting aside everything else, Xuan Xia couldn't help but praise, the writing is really wonderful!

Just as he was about to turn the page and look at it again, a voice suddenly appeared in the backyard.

Then lawyer Fang also spoke openly.

Xuan Xia's first reaction was that Daoist Qin, whom Lawyer Fang had mentioned, was here, closed the notebook, and she looked out of the open window.

It just so happened that Lawyer Fang also called her: "Miss Xuan, come to eat noodles." ”

At this time, Xuan Xia saw people clearly, wearing a blue short slanted collar and carrying a wooden tray.

On a wooden pallet are two bowls of noodles.

This person is Daoist Qin?

That burly figure, that righteous face, if it weren't for that clothes, Xuan Xia felt that this person would be a bodyguard.

However, Xuan Xia also knew that people were not allowed to look good, not to mention that this Qin Daoist was also acting as an agent for her grandfather's Taoist temple.

She put on a polite smile, stepped out of her grandfather's bedroom, and greeted: "Hello, Daoist Qin." ”

The expressions of the two people outside were stunned.

Afterwards, Lan Daofu said, "I'm not. ”

Lawyer Fang said: "He is not. ”

Xuan Xia: "......"

So, who is Daoist Qin?

Isn't there only one Qin Dao Chang in the Taoist Temple?

Xuan Xia kept a smiling face, as long as she wasn't embarrassed, it wasn't her who was embarrassed.

As if answering Xuan Xia's question, Lawyer Fang's gaze turned away, and then said, "Daoist Qin is here." ”

Xuan Xia turned around and saw that there were two more people at the door of the backyard.

One is standing, the other is in a wheelchair.

Xuan Xia focused on the one in the wheelchair.

It's not that she catches her eye because they are in a wheelchair, but the one who is standing has a wall compared to the one in a wheelchair!

The one standing is exactly the same as the one next to Lawyer Fang, the same as the one who is in the wrong line, from appearance and figure to temperament, he is the perfect bodyguard.

It's not the same with the sitting one.

Don't talk about temperament, just talk about face......

Xuan Xia admitted that she judged people by their appearance.

From childhood to adulthood, there are very few people who can impress her in beauty. Don't mention Qin Yi's house, this one in front of him, Xuan Xia is convinced.

He looked like he might be twenty-five or sixteen, and his phoenix eyes were cold.

He also has long hair and a hosta tied up on top of his head.

Xuan Xia looked at him, and suddenly thought of the sentence posted on the left door, "Limited release, 100 signatures per day".

With such a person to unsign, 100 signatures a day is really not a problem.

He was very busy and tired, and his expression was a little sad, but after realizing Xuan Xia's scrutiny, he lifted his spirits when he looked back.

Xuan Xia glanced at him, and he was already sure in his heart that this was "Daoist Qin".

Really Qin Dao's eyes moved slightly, and he spoke: "It's Miss Xuan, right?" The tone is low and gentle, pleasant to the ear.

Xuan Xia answered, unconsciously learning his tone, "It's Dao Chang Qin, right?" ”

So the real Qin Dao Chang glanced at her more, and after a second, he looked to the side and said, "The two of you will have lunch first." After speaking, the hand that was originally on the armrest of the wheelchair, and was wrapped in sleeves, lifted a slender finger and pressed it on the armrest panel.

The wheelchair just walked into the yard automatically.

Xuan Xia raised his eyebrows slightly, if it weren't for his combination of Chinese and Western, he would really give people the illusion that he was an immortal character who came out of ancient books.

***

The one who served the noodles into the kitchen, and then went to another room with the one who came with Qin Daochang.

Xuan Xia looked at the backs of the two of them, and there were more doubts in his heart.

Lawyer Fang, who entered the kitchen first, greeted Xuan Xia politely, telling her to hurry up and eat noodles, otherwise the taste would be discounted.

No matter how Xuan Xia tasted, he felt that Lawyer Fang couldn't wait, but because she was there, it was not good and too rude, so he desperately greeted himself.

There was an old-fashioned Eight Immortals table in the kitchen, and even the seats were old benches, Lawyer Fang chose a place inside, and then left the position near the door to Xuan Xia, and the wheelchair of the Qin Daoist was also parked next to that position.

It seems that he wants to make it easier for Xuan Xia to talk to Qin Daochang.

Then Xuan Xia was not polite, and in front of Daoist Qin, he asked Lawyer Fang: "How many Daoists are there in the Taoist temple now?" ”

In fact, she wanted to ask how many employees she needs to pay her salary now.

Paying wages is a very basic problem, and Taoist priests also have to pay salaries.

Originally, I only thought that there was only one Taoist, but now I have met three of them, and I can't talk about the salary if I can't open it, but don't owe others three months' wages.

If it really doesn't work, she turned around and asked Ji Ziyao if the signed artist could advance his salary in advance.

Those two just now can be sent first, this Qin Dao Chief...... You can stay for a while.