The Taoist temple in Miaohe Village is very simple!
There is a main hall dedicated to the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty, and then there is a backyard. There is a lock on the door of the backyard. There is an ancient well on one side of the backyard, and not far from the ancient well is a kitchen.
Both Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu were familiar with the entire Taoist temple, but Hua Mingming was here for the first time and was looking around curiously.
Standing in front of the Taoist temple, Fang Ming stood there for a long time, looking excited, but there was someone more excited than him.
Woof!
Like a flying arrow, Old Huang directly knocked open the door of the main hall, rushed in like a flying arrow, and quickly disappeared.
"It seems that Lao Huang also misses the Taoist temple very much. This is a nostalgic dog."
Uncle Wang, who came up with Fang Ming and others, sighed when he saw Lao Huang disappearing.
However, when he heard Uncle Wang's emotion, Fang Ming's expression became a little weird. Others didn't know what Old Huang was doing in a hurry, but they could sense it with his spiritual consciousness. The reason why Old Huang was so excited was,
It's not because I'm homesick, but because there are a few bobcats sneaking into the kitchen right now and eating some pieces of bacon hanging on the kitchen wall.
Lao Huang, this is to protect food.
He even knocked over several oil lamps in the main hall because of his excitement.
"I remember that when I first came here, the Taoist temple was what it is now. It has not changed after so many years."
Ye Ziyu's face was also full of memories. When they first came to Miaohe Village, they could go to all places in Miaohe Village, but this Taoist temple was the only one that the crew was not allowed to enter. Every time, they had to have brother Fang Ming.
Bring it in.
"Miss Ye, although the old god is gone, everyone in the village remembers the good of the old god. People often come to clean the Taoist temple. Even the sesame oil in the main hall is maintained by the villagers on their own initiative. But in the backyard, because the old god was still alive,
People were not allowed to enter without permission, so no one cleaned it.”
Fang Ming nodded. He knew what Uncle Wang was talking about. The master still had the demeanor of a Taoist hermit in his bones. He emphasized purity, so outsiders were not allowed to enter the backyard, except for the person who was responsible for the daily life and meals of their master and apprentice.
Auntie, no one can enter.
"Let's go to the backyard first."
Fang Ming suppressed his inner excitement and walked directly past the main hall. As his master said, he was not a Taoist disciple, so he did not need to pay homage to the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty immediately.
The gate of the backyard uses the kind of bolt that is used to guard against gentlemen but not villains. However, in Miaohe Village, no one dared to break into the Taoist temple. However, when Fang Ming left, he also arranged it in the yard.
It's a small formation, but it won't be able to be sneaked into by thieves.
Unlocking and pushing open the courtyard door, a cold breath hit me. After all, it had not been opened for a while. At this moment, the courtyard gave people the feeling of deep silence. However, with the creaking sound of the wooden door opening, Sanwu was still startled.
A little bird.
Overgrown with weeds and tangled with spider webs!
Fang Ming frowned, and the next moment the wizard's power in his body started to move. He lightly stamped his right foot on the ground, and a strong wind blew up. This strong wind blew away the spider webs in the yard, and also blew away the strong wind.
cold breath
It was like a fresh breeze had washed away the courtyard. Although the entire courtyard had not changed much, the feeling it gave Ye Ziyu and the others was completely different.
Stepping into the yard, Fang Ming walked directly towards the main house and opened the door. Everything inside was still the same.
The furniture of Hainan yellow rosewood and several priceless antique tea sets are not stained by a trace of dust. Especially when the door is opened, a refreshing fragrance penetrates into the ears of everyone present.
"Master, he is very particular about life. There are special spices in the room to keep snakes and insects away."
Fang Ming explained, and then Hua Mingming, who walked in, saw the luxurious furniture in the room, and his mouth opened. As the young owner of Huabao Building, Hua Mingming still has some discernment. The real value of these antiques and furniture
Liancheng.
"That painting hanging on the wall, is it an authentic work by Wu Daozi?"
"Um."
After getting a positive answer from Fang Ming, Hua Mingming clicked his tongue, Wu Daozi, that person is known as the "Sage of Painting". The works handed down from generation to generation are extremely rare, but every one of them can be auctioned for a sky-high price.
of.
"Don't tell me, this teapot is made of real glass jade."
Hua Mingming's eyes immediately fell on an emerald teapot on the table. After opening it, there were still tea leaves inside. Even from a distance, he could smell the unique fragrance of the tea leaves.
"Luxury, it's really luxury. Emperors in ancient times were nothing like this. I guess only Lao Zhu had such a luxurious life when he was emperor."
Thinking of this, Hua Mingming took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it. The "Lao Zhu" in his mouth naturally meant Zhu Yunwen.
However, a minute later, Zhu Yunwen's words shocked him again.
"When I became emperor, I never lived such a luxurious life."
Zhu Yunwen was a very hard-working emperor, because his grandfather, Emperor Hongwu, had just conquered the world and was most taboo about arrogance and extravagance, so the palace at that time was not so splendid, not to mention that he had not been able to become emperor for a few years before he was killed by himself.
My uncle took over the country.
"Fang Ming, your family really has a mine."
In the end, Hua Mingming could only lament that if these things were sold off, they would be more valuable than the entire Huabao Building.
"These are all left by my master, they cannot be sold." Fang Ming shook his head, he was not short of money.
"But if you put these things here, aren't you afraid of being stolen? Money is so touching. Once the news leaks out, I'm afraid thieves from all over the country will come."
Hua Mingming is telling the truth. As long as people know that there are so many treasures in the Taoist temple, all thieves in the country will swarm here, unless Fang Ming keeps guard here, but this is obviously impossible.
"Don't worry, ordinary people can't enter the backyard."
Not to mention that there is already a small formation he set up in the backyard. This time he will set up another formation when he comes back. It can be said that unless a heaven-level powerhouse is in the entire backyard, there is no way to break in. And for a heaven-level powerhouse,
They don't like these things at all.
In fact, what Hua Mingming doesn't know is that the most valuable things in the entire backyard are not the antiques and furniture. What is really valuable is the study room next to it. The books in the study room and his master's notes are the most valuable.
With his master's level, it is conceivable how precious the books he can collect are. It is no exaggeration to say that possessing these books is enough to cultivate a considerable force, and even give him enough time to break into
The top ten sects are not impossible.
There were four rooms in the entire backyard, a main room, two bedrooms, and a study room. Fang Ming did not enter the room where his master usually lived, but returned to his own room.
"Brother Fang Ming, nothing has changed in your house."
Ye Ziyu looked at Fang Ming's house. She had been here before. The whole house was simple, with a bed, a table, and some small toys that Fang Ming had made by himself hanging on the wall.
At the same time, Ye Ziyu also noticed two photos on the table. One was a photo of several children. This photo was taken by several of their children when the crew left. The other photo also had children, but in the photo
There are only two children, none other than Fang Ming's Ye Ziyu.
At that time, Ye Ziyu was only as high as Fang Ming's chest. He held Fang Ming's hand with both hands, raised his head, and looked up at Fang Ming with a sweet smile on his face.
Seeing this photo, Ye Ziyu blushed on her pretty face because this photo reminded her of the promise she made when she was a child.
"Brother Fang Ming, you must find me. Come to me with this photo. I will be your bride."
At that time, she didn't know what the bride meant. She just heard from her father that the bride was the person she was closest to, and she wanted to be the closest person to brother Fang Ming.
Touching this photo with her fingers, Ye Ziyu felt sweet in her heart. The promise she made when she was a child was finally fulfilled.
How many figures that have existed in life are like shooting stars, disappearing into the sea of people. Maybe, only one day when you are drunk, you will recall the figures that once appeared in the depths of your memory, but the name and appearance may
I can't remember it anymore.
Thank God!
Looking at Ye Ziyu's pretty blushing face, a mist appeared in those bright and pure eyes at this moment. This emotional look made his heart tremble. The two looked at each other and kept getting closer. In the end, Fang Ming lowered his head.
Taste those seductive red lips.
However, the taste soon turned into a deep experience. The girl hugged Fang Ming passionately. The boy was not satisfied with the status quo. His hands began to roam around the girl's exquisite body, just when he was about to reach the peak...
"Fang Ming, where are we eating tonight...ah, I didn't see anything, just pretend I didn't come in."
Hua Mingming walked to the door and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly closed his eyes and turned around and ran away.
However, the original charming atmosphere has completely disappeared in his voice.
Seeing the girl lying shyly in his arms and not daring to raise her head, Fang Ming slowly took it back, knowing that the girl's shyness would not allow her to continue.
Emotions welling up in my heart.
"I went out to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard. I planted it myself."
The girl found an excuse, and like a frightened rabbit, she left Fang Ming's arms with a blushing face, quickly ran out of the room, and walked towards other places.
"Osmanthus..."
Fang Ming recalled in his mind that the sweet-scented osmanthus planted behind the Taoist temple had bloomed for ten years, and now its owner had finally returned.