Chapter 183 Phoenix Temple!

With the journey into the boundary of Suzhou, you can obviously feel the humidity in the air. After half a day of driving, a QQ passed through the bustling metropolis and came to a town without noise. The car stopped at a gas station in the town and was filled with gas. This time, it continued to drive forward and passed a leaf along the way. In the yellow rice fields, you can see the cattle eating grass in the world, and soon a village in front of them appeared in front of them.

The car bypassed a river and came to a stone bridge, and next to the stone bridge stood a stone tablet with three big characters of Feng Chu Temple. Looking at these three words, Mu Fan frowned and naturally looked back a few more times.

The car drove through the stone bridge and crossed the village to a vegetable garden. There was a small tile house on the edge of the vegetable garden! The car stopped, and both Qu Chuxuan and Qu Tiandao got out of the car. Qu Chuxuan took his luggage from the trunk and walked to the tile room in front of him.

Mu Fan followed and got out of the car and looked around. In addition to the vegetable garden, there was a rice field farther away, and further away was the surrounding green mountain. The four wilds were rare. Mu Fan was stunned and followed.

There is a lush old willow tree at the door of the house, and there is a rattan chair below. In addition to simple furniture, there are a few short benches in the room. In addition, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls of the house! Calligraphy and painting are either wild, elegant, or aesthetic. Standing in the room and watching the two granddaughters busy packing up the things in the house, Mu Fan looked a little helpless for the first time.

"There is a bench, find a place to do it yourself!" As if he noticed the strangeness of Mu Fan, Qu Tiandao put down the teapot in his hand and said casually;

Mu Fan glanced at it, but still walked to the door and looked at it. He walked to the rattan chair and lay down. As soon as he lay down, he didn't enjoy it for a moment. Qu Tiandao just walked to him with a teapot and kicked Mu Fan and said, "This is mine!"

He opened his eyes and saw Qu Tiandao as angry as his robbed daughter-in-law. He stood up. Then Qu Tiandao lay down with a smile and did not forget to take a sip at the teapot. At this time, Qu Chuxuan came out of the living room, and then walked to an independent wooden house next to him with a bundle of calligraphy and paintings. Mu Fan was bored. Lai, I followed him.

When entering this wooden house, Mu Fan's spirit suddenly fell into a trance. The depth of the wooden house is very long, like a long corridor. At this time, the walls of the wooden house are all the same calligraphy and paintings as those in the living room. The only difference is that the words are half of the words, and the paintings are half of the paintings. Among them, the most attractive thing that attract Mu Fan is hanging at the distance. The portrait of the clothes closest to the door is only half of the face. Then there are more than a dozen musical instruments placed on a row of wooden shelves under the calligraphy and painting, most of which are stringed instruments. Mu Fan didn't understand, but just took one more look.

At this time, Qu Chuxuan was lighting a cigarette to an incense burner on a black wooden table in the room. For a moment, the whole room was filled with the smell of sandalwood. Looking at the busy Qu Chuxuan, Mu Fan walked to a suite, and then wanted to open the door to have a look.

"That's my bedroom!" Seeing Mu Fan walking to the door of the suite, Qu Chuxuan took a look at Mu Fan and said lightly;

"Wh, then I'll go in and have a look. I don't know anything else!" Mu Fan was stunned, suddenly happy, and then he was about to push the door. It's just that at this time, Qu Chuxuan didn't know when he had more baseball bat in his hand.

"Okay, let's see it another day!" Mu Fan shrugged his shoulders, stepped back two steps, then glanced at the whole room, muttered dissatisfiedly, and then went out.

Walking out of Mu Fan, Qu Tiandao was shaking the rattan chair under the willow tree and leisurely drinking the new tea. Mu Fan walked over and sat down on the threshold of the door. He was about to take out the cigarette when he found that the cigarette had been smoked on the road. He squinted at Qu Tiandao and said, "Old man, do you have any smoke?"

Qu Tiandao said lightly, "Do you smoke tobacco?"

"Forget it, I'd better buy it. Where is there a supermarket near here!" Mu Fan had no choice but to say;

"There is a small shop in the village,"

Looking at the village at least one miles away, Mu Fan cursed in a low voice and walked over on foot.

On the stone road, smelling a strong smell of dirt, Mu Fan giggled inexplicably. After more than ten minutes, he finally entered the village. There were few people in the alley. Except for a few old people sitting at the door chatting, children running and playing on the road, it was rare to see a decent young man, but the woman playing mahjong at the door. I've seen a lot.

He walked along the way, but as soon as Mu Fan walked into the village, the people he saw cast curious eyes. No one came up to talk, but wherever he passed, as long as there was someone, he would look at himself with that kind of eyes. Mu Fan gives people a simple and honest smile at most, and then speeds up the pace.

Finally, at the end of the road, I saw the small shop hanging at the door of Wangwang Supermarket. Sitting in the room, there was only one person in the supermarket, lying on the front desk and raising his head to watch the TV hanging on the wall.

"Boss, buy cigarettes!" Looking at the first young man I met in the village so far, and the man who was good-looking, he laughed;

"Wait a minute!" The young man said impatiently;

Mu Fan was stunned. He looked at the TV with a serious face and looked up. At this time, the Chinese Economic Channel was playing on the TV;

"With the in-depth investigation of domestic perfume consumption during this period, domestic perfume consumption continues to be low, and in just three days, the sales level of Chinese perfume has fallen to the lowest point in history. It seems that people are still dissatisfied with this international perfume competition. I hope this kind of emotional perfume The guild can take positive corresponding measures. OK, this is the perfume tracking report reported for everyone today. Welcome to watch it. See you next time!"

When the TV program was broadcast, the young man turned his head and looked at Mu Fan. He was stunned. He looked at it a few more times and said, "Just came?"

Mu Fan nodded with a smile, as if it was because he had been watching TV with his neck raised for a long time. The young man twisted his neck and said casually, "Panda, China, Yunyan,... What kind of cigarette do you want?"

Mu Fan was embarrassed to say, "Just five yuan,"

The young man pointed to all the flues placed under the counter; "Real dragon, Huangshan, Red River, white sand, yellow fruit tree..."

"Real dragon!" After the youth newspaper was finished, Mu Fan pointed to his finger and said;

The young man took out a box and handed it to Mu Fan. Mu Fan took the money. The young man took the change, but when he was looking for the money, he said casually: "You just came here for less than an hour, right? There are few outsiders here on weekdays. Who did you come with?

Mu Fan lit a cigarette and said slightly, "How do you know I haven't been here for an hour?"

"The smell on your body! The smell of the city hasn't disappeared yet!" The young man handed the change to Mu Fan and said lightly;

Mu Fan smiled and took over the money and said, "Do you also like perfume?"

"I like it! Shit, if I had almost studied perfume, I wouldn't have made the Chinese perfume like those straw bags in the perfume guild as it is today..." The young man was indignant and pointed out;

"You are a material that has the ability to study perfume!" Mu Fan laughed;

"That's right, let me tell you, if I could study perfume, our Chinese perfume would have been famous in the world! With such good resources and not making good use of it, I don't fucking know what Nasir in the perfume guild usually eats... Oh, let's not talk about it. You don't understand even if you say it! What a great art perfume is, but it is used by those dogs to make a mess!" The young man shook his head and cursed;

Looking at the young man's angry expression at this time, Mu Fan's mouth ** suddenly felt that everyone in this village was a fucking freak! Mu Fan also had a good impression on the young people at this time and said with a smile, "What's your village called Fengchi Temple?" There should be a good story, right?

"Story? Cut it! Do you think this village has been handed down since ancient times? It hasn't been long since I had this village. Have you seen the old men in the village when you came here? They are the first batch of people to come here. The name of this village is also named by Mr. Qu. By the way, I just saw Sister Xuan's car. Are you coming with them?" The young man pulled out his ears and looked at Mu Fandan. Light-toe;

Mu Fan nodded with a smile. After saying hello, he left. He looked at the village in front of him again. The corners of Mu Fan's mouth**, with a wry smile on his face, said, "Damn it, what kind of people are these people! You can guess anything bigger!"

Mu Fan did not stay in the village for much, but walked directly to the house at the end of the village. He just called Su Yan halfway to report his safety.

After walking for a while, I dialed Zhao Tingting's mobile phone again.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing?"

"........ Why don't you go home?"

Listening to the low voice at the end of the phone, Mu Fan was slightly stunned, scratched his head and said with a smile, "Aren't you busy these days? I'll go back after I finish my work. I'll always be sorry for you!"

"Where is it?"

"Suzhou,"

"...Why did you go to Suzhou again? The climate in the south is not better than that in the north. Pay more attention to your health. I'm fine. Take care of yourself!"

"Hey hey, listen to your daughter-in-law!"

"If you have something to do, you can do your job. I'm working at KFC now. I'll call you later, okay!" After saying that, the other end hurriedly hung up the phone,

KFC? Didn't you agree to be a housewife at home? Why can't this woman be idle?" Mu Fan lit a cigarette and walked towards the house in the distance.

The sky was getting late, and the sunset fell on the mountain in the distance. When the last wisp of residual sun disappeared, the sky dimmed in an instant.

At this time, in addition to the lights in the wooden house next to it, such as a lantern falling to the ground in the field, the light in the main hall is dim. At this time, Qu Tiandao is still lying on a rattan chair, looking at the sky with a peaceful face.

When Mu Fan came to him, Qu Tiandao suddenly said something he didn't understand.

"If you don't do thousands of songs, you will hear the sound, and you will see thousands of swords and then you will recognize the weapon."