The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

Shen Yuan accompanied his husband to the Rose Coast, and he had already seen Le Ning's strength. This time, he had a formal relationship with the master, and found that the master was really powerful. He could tell that she was fine just by meeting her.

Yes, she hasn't had any ups and downs recently, and the problem doesn't lie with her.

"Master is miraculous, the problem is indeed not with me, but with the family."

Shen Yuan rubbed the soft little bag that he carried with him, "They are my husband's parents."

Le Ning poured Shen Yuan a cup of tea, "Tell me in detail."

Holding the warm teacup, Shen Yuan felt less nervous when talking about supernatural events.

Shen Yuan's husband works in the clothing industry and is usually very busy, so Shen Yuan is a full-time wife, usually taking care of the elderly and educating children.

The two elderly people do not live with them, but live in a large house in the suburbs, and she will visit them regularly.

I didn't think anything was wrong when I went to visit in the past, but recently I always feel that the house is very cold.

At first, she thought it was a cold autumn night, but in the middle of the night, she saw a dark figure outside the window, digging something outside in the middle of the night. After digging for a long time, she was so scared that she didn't sleep all night.

Speaking of this, Shen Yuan couldn't help holding the amulet, which was the one issued by the Department of Mysteries of the Rose Coast, she almost never left her body,

"Thanks to the amulet, otherwise I would have been scared to death that night."

Le Ning glanced at the amulet in Shen Yuan's hand, "If there are evil spirits, the amulet will respond, and it will even turn into ashes if it blocks disasters. Has your amulet changed?"

"No." Shen Yuan shook her head. She was also afraid of this, so she checked the amulet several times, and there was really nothing abnormal about the amulet.

"Then maybe your family is okay?" Le Ning tried to guess, there are often some bizarre misunderstandings in the world, all blamed on Xie Chong Yin Sha, and Xie Chong Yin Sha is also quite wronged.

"At first, I thought I was thinking too much, because when I asked the next morning, neither of the two elderly people responded, and the nanny also said that there was nothing unusual, but I still felt that something was wrong."

Shen Yuan was suspicious and puzzled, "Because I always smell a very strange smell, like the smell of wood that has been placed for a long time, and there is also a strange aroma."

wood?

When talking about wood, Le Ning couldn't help but get a little serious. The wood carving of human face that Chen Jing took away was wood. Although there should be only a little remnant on the wood carving, it's hard to make any waves, but what if.

Thinking of this possibility, Le Ning couldn't sit still, and proposed to visit the place where the old man lived.

Naturally, Shen Yuan couldn't wish for anything more, she came here just to invite Le Ning to have a look.

Song Rong was always in the store, and Chen Yu would come over to take care of her from time to time, as long as he said he could leave, there was nothing to take care of.

Simply pack up and set off, and Mr. Wen will naturally follow along.

Mr. Wen's sense of presence is very weak, he belongs to the kind who knows that there is someone there, but generally he will not be noticed unless he speaks actively, so Shen Yuan arranged two seats in the car, but basically only talked with him along the way. Le Ning spoke.

Shen Yuan's husband's surname is Zheng, and Zheng's father and Zheng's mother prefer to live in an old house in the country. Shen Yuan and his wife also respect the old man's ideas, and hired a nanny for him, and they often visit when they have time.

The place where the old man lives is a serious country. Along the way, you can see cattle herding and farming. Fortunately, Mr. Zheng made money to support a wave of his hometown and built several major roads, otherwise it would be bumpy It's enough to go to Zheng's house.

The Zheng family's hometown is located on a rather high terrain, and Shen Yuan pointed to a house on the hillside, "Master Le, that's our home."

Le Ning looked up, and frowned after just one glance.

Originally, he thought that Shen Yuan was probably just a misunderstanding, and there should be nothing unusual. After all, to ordinary people, supernatural events are like winning the lottery, and they may not hit one in this lifetime.

However, looking at it now, the only house on that hillside was actually shrouded in black air.

The old house itself has black tiles and white walls, coupled with the dark air, it is no exaggeration to say that it is really like a mourning hall.

He quietly poked Wen Xingzhi next to him, "Did you see it?"

Wen Xingzhi nodded, and tacitly understood what Le Ning meant, "I see, complain."

Shen Yuan couldn't see the thick black air, so he introduced it very responsibly, "There is a lotus root field near the bottom, and there is a pond, which is usually used to store water. The water over there is deep, masters, don't go there if you have nothing to do. Keep going, be safe."

Following Shen Yuan's introduction, I have seen all the way, and there are continuous lotus fields in the lower part. Now in September, the lotus leaves are very lush, and there are still a few budding and half-opened lotus flowers left.

When the car drove up, you could see a pond on the side, which was indeed very deep, almost a small reservoir.

Soon we arrived at Zheng's old house. It was really an old house, painted with white paint, and there was a large open space paved with uneven stone slabs in front of the door.

Two old men were arranging flowers at the door. Large chrysanthemums and lotus flowers were pruned and placed in vases. A lot of them had already been placed in a pile of stoneware vases beside them.

Seeing them coming, the two old people laughed, "Xiao Yuan is here again? Didn't he just come a few days ago? We are all in good health, so don't worry."

That being said, the old man was still happy in his heart, the two patted the branches and leaves on their bodies, supported each other to stand up, looked at Le Ning and the two, "There are still guests?"

When the two old people looked at Le Ning, Le Ning was also looking at them. They were a very kind old couple. Probably because they laughed a lot, they had more fine lines around their eyes than ordinary old people. They wore old-fashioned Zhongshan suits and looked very elegant. .

"Not a guest." Shen Yuan asked the driver to put the supplements and fruits brought into the house.

"This is Master Le, the Feng Shui master we invited. Lao Zheng's business has not been very good recently. I want to change the Feng Shui of my hometown and see if there is any improvement."

This was an excuse Shen Yuan came up with, he couldn't tell the old man that there was trouble in the house as soon as he came, and he would just find it when the time came, if nothing happened, it would affect his mood a lot.

Unexpectedly, this trick is not very effective, Zhao's father frowned when he heard it, "How old is he and still engage in these feudal superstitions."

Le Ning: Old Zheng took the blame for it.

Fortunately, Father Zhao was so eloquent, he still cared about the younger generation, so he made a gesture of please,

"Those two gentlemen will take a closer look to see if there is anything that can be changed."

"Two people?" Shen Yuan was confused for a moment, and then realized in the next moment, "Oh yes, it's two people, look at my memory."

However, Le Ning narrowed his eyes.

Under the influence of confusion, ordinary people subconsciously ignore Wen Xingzhi, but why can the old man talk about the two clearly?

Wen Xingzhi also looked at the old man in surprise.

It is difficult for others to understand the eyebrow and eye lawsuit here, the old lady wiped her hands, pulled Shen Yuan up,

"Xiao Yuan, you came today just in time. Recently, the village is digging lotus roots. Tonight we will hold a whole lotus root banquet. The freshly dug lotus roots are the freshest. The raw ones are crispy and sweet, and the stewed glutinous glutinous rice can't be more delicious."

Although Shen Yuan had things in mind, she couldn't help drooling when she heard this. She grew up in a small city, and she couldn't see a few patches of green from the beginning to the end of the year, and she liked the most authentic and natural things.

While Shen Yuan was thinking about the whole lotus root banquet at night, he gestured to Le Ning with his eyes, and the group walked into the house.

Going into the house, Zhao's father looked at Le Ning's young appearance, and asked him, "Mr. Le, what do you think of our house?"

Le Ning took a closer look. The house has only one floor, but the ceiling is very high. It faces south, and the southeast corner is the pond. The mountains and rivers flow into the pond. The water is deep and wide.

Knowing it in his mind, he slowly said, "There is a saying in Fengshui that luck follows the wind and stops when the boundary water flows. The surrounding luck follows the water and gathers in the pond, which just hangs in the corner of the house here. Although it is not unique It’s a good feng shui, but ordinary enough.”

Neither did he intentionally find fault with a bunch of serious problems, nor did he compliment the owner with words that boasted endlessly.

The old gentleman nodded in satisfaction, and everyone entered the main room together.

The country is a big place, and the doors of the houses are all double doors, which are spacious and bright, but as soon as they step over the threshold, Le Ning smells a smell of decaying wood.

Shen Yuan over there immediately turned his head, although he didn't speak, but his face was right, right, I mean right.

Wen Xingzhi also nodded, turned slightly to his side and said softly: "Yes, not only wood, but also burnt incense, the kind usually used for worshiping gods."

In fact, there is not only the smell of decaying wood and burnt incense in the air, but also the strong fragrance of flowers, the aroma of chrysanthemums and lotus outside.

But the problem is that they entered the main room all the way, but they didn't see incense sticks and wooden materials, but they saw a few bookshelves with many books on them.

Le Ning looked at the neatly stacked books, no wonder the old couple were full of books, and it is not uncommon for them to read so many books in the countryside where farming is heavy.

They came here for a whole day, and it was already evening, and the old lady quickly packed up a table of dishes, and it really was a feast of lotus root.

Spicy stir-fried diced lotus root, pork ribs, lotus root and peanut soup, lotus root sandwich, lotus root glutinous rice balls, steamed meat and lotus root, sliced ​​lotus root with seasonal vegetables.

Home-cooked food is to be cooked at home. The old lady has lived by the water all her life, and she is very skilled at making lotus root.

Le Ning took a piece of lotus root and bit it down. Although it was fried, it was not oily at all. The outer skin was crispy, and the inner lotus root was crispy, tender and sweet. There was also juicy meat embedded in the middle, which was a capitalized word. Absolutely!

He ate two in a row before he could barely get enough of it. With a mouthful of crispy lotus root clips wrapped in his mouth, he covered his mouth and grabbed one for Wen Xingzhi.

"Well, eat this, it's delicious! I should bring Song Rong."

I don’t know how a tree can light up the culinary talent. Anyway, Song Rong’s mouth can be reproduced by eating anything. Now there are fruit tea, milk tea and various special dishes at home. He alone is equivalent to It's a food street.

Wen Xingzhi took a bite and chewed it carefully.

"Do you like it so much?"

"Of course!"

Facing the child's shining eyes, Wen Xingzhi thought for a while.

He may be able to develop his culinary talent in the next 100 years.

The diced lotus root is crispy, the lotus root soup is sweet, and the cold lotus root slices relieve the greasy taste. The old lady has harvested a piece of it with one hand. Not only Le Ning's eyes shine, even Shen Yuan, who has eaten it many times, can't help but sigh.

"Why are there only a few months to eat lotus root!"

The old lady is small in stature, but she is in good spirits, probably because she has read a lot of books, she smiles kindly and speaks very Zen,

"Don't be greedy for too many good things. Every journey has its own taste. It's better to move forward and look forward."

While talking, the old lady served another portion of lotus root soup for each of the four, "Today I cook more, eat more, enough."

Le Ning took his and Mr. Wen's share, and while thanking him, he glanced at Mr. Zhao's bowl which was one size bigger.

Sensing his gaze over there, old Mr. Zhao immediately planed the bowl closer to him.

Le Ning is a little envious, a good relationship is good, and even soup can get a bigger portion.

The whole lotus root banquet is invincible, Le Ning ate a round belly, very satisfied.

The old lady was in charge, Mr. Zhao was in charge of washing the dishes and tidying up. The country went to bed early, and Shen Yuan quickly arranged a room for them.

Do as the Romans do, it’s not good that everyone else is asleep and they are still hanging out, there is still time to check everywhere tomorrow.

Well, Le Ning slumped on a chair in the room, silently touching his nose.

The main reason is that he is too full and doesn't want to move now.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, it was Mr. Wen washing up.

Le Ning stared at the misty frosted door of the bathroom, he didn't want to live in the same room.

Well, I still have a little thought.

But this is not caused by his main force. The main reason is that although the country house is large, it is not specially designed. There are not a few guest rooms like urban villas. There is only one empty room here.

In the countryside, there are generally no unfamiliar guests. They are relatives, and they usually sleep with the host family.

The two of them must not be able to sleep with the master's house, so they can only "reluctantly" get together.

I was slowly stroking my little belly and thinking about it, and Mr. Wen had already come out.

Le Ning turned her head, thinking that she could see a picture of a pink beauty coming out of the bath, but in fact, Mr. Wen didn't change at all, there was only a layer of ruddy color on his face that was not very conspicuous.

However, Mr. Wen wearing loose home clothes is still different from formal clothes. If it is said that formal clothes are gentle and luxurious, home clothes are leisurely and comfortable, like a white cloud spreading out.

Mr. Wen came out slowly and gave way to the bathroom, "Okay, you can go."

"Okay!" After running for a day, his body was covered with sweat, after hearing this sentence, Le Ning immediately took his clothes and went to the bathroom.

I opened the door and saw that it was indeed Mr. Wen. The ground was clean, and there was no sign of being wet and slippery.

The windows were also opened for ventilation, and even the dry towels were neatly folded. If it weren't for the barely noticeable heat in the air, he would suspect that Mr. Wen didn't use the bathroom at all.

Le Ning was so rough that he washed up quickly, finished snoring in two or three strokes, and rushed out carelessly.

Mr. Wen was sitting by the window flipping through an old book. The two elderly people in the Zhao family were book lovers, and they could easily find books they could read at home.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head and saw Le Ning's half-wet hair, his brows moved slightly, "Why don't you wipe your hair?"

"It's okay." Le Ning snorted and shook his head, "It will be done in a while."

Wen Xingzhi was a little helpless, got up and went into the bathroom to get a dry towel, cleaned up the bathroom, opened the window, and then came out to put the towel on Le Ning's head.

Le Ning was dazed by the cover, subconsciously wanting to shake his head.

"Don't move." Wen Xingzhi supported the skinny kid, and slowly wiped the wet hair on the back of his neck, with a gentle force like stroking a fragile kitten.

Le Ning was quite energetic at first, but after being caressed slowly like this, he became sleepy.

After Mr. Wen finished wiping, he yawned for a long time, and nestled on the chair, "I'll take a nap first."

When Wen Xingzhi packed up the towel and came out, Le Ning had already fallen asleep.

Le Ning thought that he would sleep until dawn, but in the end, he was confused and heard the sound of digging the ground one after another.

Cha-cha--

One sound after another, like a ghost digging a grave in the middle of the night.