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Chapter 108 The Handsome Selling Monster and the Bad Sweeping Monk

Chapter 108 The Handsome Selling Monster and the Bad Sweeping Monk

While following He Wenguang, Yu Yao asked, "How do you go this way? Isn't there a big climbing step over the parking lot?"

"The big steps lead to the Bikong Temple on the top of the mountain. We are going to the Bikong Temple."

After walking along the stone path for a while, Yu Yao couldn't help asking, "Are you going down the mountain?"

Because this stone path is winding down.

"It's not going down the mountain, but going around to the back mountain. There is no road to the back mountain, so we can only walk there."

After walking for more than half an hour, they came to a relatively flat place at the foot of the back mountain.

Standing under a big tree, He Wenguang pointed to a courtyard 20 meters away, "That's it. There is a doorbell. After you press it, you don't need to say anything, just say you're here for Doubao."

"Aren't you going with me?"

He Wenguang: "I'm a bit inconvenient, I won't show up until you win."

"What if it's a feather?"

"Then I don't have to show up anymore, we're going home."

Yu Yao: "Okay, then just wait." Then he walked over.

He originally thought that the Bikong Temple should be an antique building, but unexpectedly, it was a high wall made of red bricks, with glass shards on the top of the wall.

The gate is two large red-painted iron gates, and there is a simple gatehouse, which is actually two gateposts with a beam on it.A layer of white ash was painted on the beam, and the words "Bikong Temple" were written on it in red paint.

The characters are not ugly, but they are bold, modern and old-fashioned.

It's just such a yard, located at the foot of the remote back mountain. If there are any more slogans saying "We want to get rich, come with relatives and friends", you can call the police.

In front of the yard, there is a pond three meters apart. The water in the pond is clear. It must not be a pond of stagnant water. There may be springs or dark rivers underneath.

Yu Yao walked to the gate, and before he could ring the bell on the doorpost, the gate opened!
A skinny old man walked out of it, with a shaved head—it's not accurate to say that he was bald, because there were less than one millimeter of hair stubble.At such an age, my hair is more black and less white.

The old man was carrying a big bamboo broom, he raised his eyes to see Yu Yao in front of the door, but ignored him, walked past Yu Yao, and started sweeping at the door.

The old man wore an old-fashioned gray cloth suit, matched his hairstyle and figure, and slowly swept the floor. The word "sweeping monk" suddenly appeared in Yu Yao's mind.

He should be the person He Wenguang mentioned.With such brilliant means, but so ordinary, it is really a bit like the sweeping monk in Tianlongbabu.

However, this old man doesn't look thin and old, but from his facial features, he looks very good, and he must have been a handsome young man when he was young.

The old man ignored him, and Yu Yao remembered that He Wenguang didn't say what the master's name was along the way; just before coming over, He Wenguang shook him for a while, and forgot to ask.

There is no way, everyone is in front of me, "Old man, can you fight treasures here?"

The old man paused, looked at Yu Yao again, and then continued to sweep the floor, but he did not fail to respond, and said while sweeping, "We have a distinguished guest today, and we will talk about it after I finish sweeping. It's just right, you have to let me .”

"Okay, you go first." Yu Yao said, stepped back a few steps, came to the corner of the pond, and watched the old man sweep the floor.

In about 5 minutes, the old man finished sweeping. In fact, the front of the door was quite tidy at first, but he just swept away the floating dirt, so his movements were light and his posture was a bit chic.

After sweeping, the old man put the broom at the door, turned around, and hooked his hands towards Yu Yao.

Yu Yao stepped forward, "Old man, I'm here to fight treasures."

The old man lowered his eyelids, "Who introduced you?"

"I'm from Jiangzhou, and I'm from the antique circle, so I heard about this place by chance."

"How can I hear such an elegant and profound place by accident?"

Yu Yao thought to himself, this old man is quite interesting, he even boasted about it himself.

Just as he was waiting for an answer, the door suddenly opened again, and two people came out, a tall man, who seemed to be not too young, he should be in his fifties, and a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance and a bloated figure.

The tall man said, "It's all packed."

The middle-aged woman said: "The dishes are also ready."

The old man waved his hand, "I see, I will cook after the guests come."

The two entered the door again, without even looking at Yu Yao from the beginning to the end.

Only then did Yu Yao speak. He couldn't say He Wenguang, so he could only continue to lie, "It was in a shopping mall, and I heard it from an old gentleman in private. I really don't know him."

"Jiangzhou." The old man squinted at the sky, "Is it heavy and far away? This kid is okay in porcelain, but he is a scum in other aspects."

Yu Yao almost didn't flash, this old man is pretty terrible.

Yu Yao hummed vaguely, and the old man continued to ask, "You know my rules, right?"

"know."

"I even know the rules, so I just heard it by accident? If you don't learn well at a young age, you can fool around!" The old man's complexion darkened, he flicked his sleeves, and then he turned around and was about to go in.

Yu Yao was in a hurry, He Wenguang's good news!Now it's all right, I can't even enter the door!

Unexpectedly, the old man held the iron door with one hand, and suddenly turned around and laughed, "But I like it!"

"what?"

"Come in!" The old man pushed open the door.

He Wenguang said that this old man was a bit weird, but after Yu Yao's tossing, he had a deeper understanding. This old man is not only weird, but should be: handsome and weird.

He looks good, and his sweeping movements are a bit handsome; he boasts of being "elegant and profound", which is a sell; in terms of personality, he is really strange;

No matter what, since He Wenguang said that he is a top master of bronze ware, then this point cannot be wrong.

Yu Yao followed into the courtyard.He had observed it from the outside before, and judging from the exposed red tile roof, the courtyard should be three entrances.

Behind the iron gate is the first entrance. There are five main rooms, all of which are red brick and tile houses with green painted doors and windows.There are no wing rooms.

As the saying goes, red and green are a bullshit match; it is indeed quite "elegant and profound".

The house in the middle of the main house is the largest, with the door open, like a living room.The old man led Yu Yao into the living room, where the furnishings were very simple.The tables and chairs are all made of bamboo, but they look old and shiny.

"Sit!" The old man raised his hand and sat at the head of the long bamboo table.

Yu Yao sat down on the bamboo chair on the side.

"Drink tea?"

"no need."

"If you want to use it, I can't pour it for you!" The old man said solemnly, "What do you want to fight?"

Yu Yao directly took out the pastel snuff bottle from his arms, and placed it on the long table.In the face of this kind of old man who can't figure out his temper, he cut straight to the point.

"Huh?" The old man leaned forward and picked it up with one hand, "How do you know I like snuff bottles?"

"How would I know?" Yu Yao was slightly taken aback.

"Of course you don't. I just quit smoking last month, and got into snuff, and then the snuff-box!"

(End of this chapter)

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