The Taoist priest is beautiful in his prosperous age [entertainment circle]

In front of the wide courtyard, the sliding door of Tang Feng's main house was opened, and there was a rhythmic chanting sound.A group of monks sat in the house in knotted lotus. The old monk headed by him was wearing a red cassock and knocking on the wooden fish with his hands.

These monks have been reciting for seven days, and the sound of chanting is covered by heavy trees.

Looking from a distance, only a few tall cornices protrude from the lush trees. The whole building is built against the mountain, and the whole picture cannot be seen clearly.

There is a long tree-lined asphalt road at the foot of the mountain, which leads only to the only building on the mountain.

A row of elongated black cars passed under the shade trees one by one, each with the windows closed, even the driving speed and spacing were exactly the same.

The convoy passed through the tall outer gate quietly, entered the interior, and after a long journey, finally stopped at the gate of an inconspicuous courtyard.

A group of bodyguards in black got out of the car, followed by several brightly dressed men and women, surrounded by an old man in Tang suit in the middle.

The housekeeper who had been waiting at the entrance of the small courtyard for a long time came forward with his head bowed, and reported calmly: "Mr. Bai has arrived."

A group of people followed the old man into the courtyard, and one of the men with a refined temperament asked, "How is he today?"

The butler followed him and said, "Young Master is still the same as before, no response."

Si Yalan trailed behind the crowd, thinking about her son absently.If the car accident was aimed at him, wouldn't Mr. Si who was in the same car just happen to be implicated by Wu Wang...

Although the eldest brother and sister-in-law didn't say anything, she was worried about the old man's opinion.

Entering the courtyard is a courtyard. The sliding door of the building facing the courtyard is open, and the sound of chanting from the other side can be vaguely heard from here.

A young man was lying on the couch in the room, and the modern equipment around him was constantly monitoring his vital signs.

The eldest son of the Si family lay quietly on the bed with his hands flat by his sides.The sharp jaw line outlines a delicate and noble face, and the calm appearance seems to be asleep without any signs of illness.

A few people did not enter the room, they stood on the porch of the courtyard and chatted in low voices. Mr. Si sent someone to invite Mr. Bai.

"This Mr. Bai, is he more powerful than Master Huiyun, the abbot of Dingchan Temple?"

Sifu couldn't help looking at the bed: "I hope so. This person's background is quite mysterious, and my father also knew him by accident."

At this time, the housekeeper who was taking care of the room alone suddenly exclaimed: "Come and see!"

Everyone quickly turned their attention to the bed.

I saw the man on the bed covered with snow-like brows, the coldness suddenly melted away, revealing a bit of softness.

This was a look the housekeeper had never seen before. The eldest son didn't like to be close to others. He usually stayed alone and rarely showed any unnecessary expressions.

He did not eat or drink for many days in a row, and only relied on infusions to maintain signs of life. Originally, his face was a little pale.But just now, in the blink of an eye, the housekeeper suddenly noticed that his face had turned ruddy.

"Is the eldest son waking up?"

"It finally worked."

Everyone was overjoyed. After so many days, it was hard for him to wake up.If he doesn't wake up again, the old man is afraid that he will collapse in worry.

"Hurry up, is Mr. Bai here?" Mr. Si couldn't hide his excitement, eager to grasp this glimmer of hope.

The people below trot out and go to pick them up again.Before crossing the threshold, a figure has already arrived at the door.

The visitor was wearing white clothes and white shoes, and even had a white hair bun. He was only 50 to [-] years old, and his figure was thin.

A pair of long and narrow eyes swept across the crowd, and meeting their gazes, Mr. Bai Shi Shiran came to Mr. Si's side with a faint smile on his lips.

The second uncle of the Si family stared at him as he walked by, and leaned closer to his sister's ear: "Our nephew seems to have come back to life after some difficulty. This Mr. Bai seems to be really capable."

Si Yalan's tense shoulders relaxed a bit, and said comfortably: "Of course, Mr. Bai is an expert invited by father."

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On the other side, Xie Buning and Xiao Si are having extra meals without telling Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan strictly asked him to control his weight, and repeatedly ordered him not to gain weight.After finally breaking away from the life of eating bran and swallowing vegetables, it is very uncomfortable to have to fast instead.

Fortunately, he has a physique that won't gain weight, so it doesn't matter if he adds a meal once in a while... Well, he can't tell if he eats a meal anyway.

Xiao Ke sent a box of dim sum today, it was donkey rolling from an old dim sum shop in Beijing.

The soft yellow rice noodles are rolled with layers of bean paste, and the soybean noodles are rolled outside, a small one.Red bean paste, white cake, and a layer of yellow bean flour on the outside, just one bite at a time.

Soft and sweet, the bean paste filling melts in your mouth, making it very enjoyable to eat.Xie Buning swallowed it in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes satisfied.

"Would you like some?" His cheeks were bulging, and he held the box in front of Xiao Si.

Xiao Si is in a state of soul, floating beside him.From his point of view, the young man tilted his head and asked him, inexplicably reminding him of the cat raised by the landlord downstairs.

It is a white long-haired cat, soft when held by its owner, with big and round eyes, obedient and sweet.

He and Xie Buning looked at each other, then turned and walked towards the bed: "I'm not hungry."

Xie Buning has seen many lonely and wild ghosts who suffer from hunger and hunger all year round, just waiting for a meal from Taoist temples or monasteries during the New Year's Eve.Ghosts are also hungry, but they are more hungry than humans.

Xiao Si estimated that after leaving his body, he became hungry more slowly than ordinary people.

But the meaning of food is not only to fill the stomach.Xie Buning sat up on his knees, lay on the back of the sofa, and showed him the snack he took a bite of: "It's so soft, the stuffing is very rich."

The young man's black and white eyes blinked, revealing invitation and expectation.

Xiao Si looked back at him, his eyes shifted from the dim sum to his face, and the two looked at each other.

After a few seconds, Xie Buning's heart beat a little, and he skipped a few times as if guilty.

Oh, Xiao Si won't misunderstand that he has eaten and bitten him, right?Thinking of this reason, he immediately stuffed it back into his mouth, avoiding his eyes and said vaguely: "It seems a little too sweet... There are five left, do you want it?"

Surprisingly, Xiao Si walked over slowly this time.

Xie Buning's eyes immediately bent into two crescent moons, as if offering a treasure, he held the box high in front of him.

Looking at the young man who only reached his chest, Xiao Si gently closed his eyes.

"Oh, you shouldn't be able to eat like this." Xie Buning suddenly remembered, "Wait for me to recite a mantra."

If the food in the yang world is to be eaten by ghosts, it must first be transformed into "dharma food" through spells.Turn ordinary food and drink into nectar, so that only delicacies can be enjoyed by ghosts.

Although there is no record in the book how a living soul should eat, it must be the same reason.

After Xie Buning cast the spell, a long-lost sweet smell rushed to his face unexpectedly, as if melting the entire dull and empty world.

Xiao Si was stunned for a moment.

His eyes moved slightly, and he landed on Xie Buning's bristling hair, sucked his hand, and said with thin lips: "It's very sweet."

Because he bent down, the two got very close.Xie Buning held the box high, his sleeves slipped down, revealing a section of his wrist.Xiao Si's long hair fell to his arms as he bent over, and the jet-black hair caressed his skin a little coolly.

Xie Buning found that his soul body had become solid again, and he didn't know where the idea came from, so he patted his waist.

"Hey, it seems that it has really become real, and it feels hard to the touch." It is a very solid muscle feel.

Can't tell, Xiao Si looks thin, but has a good figure.

As he said that, he touched two more hands as if aftertaste, but Xiao Si grabbed his wrist and refused in a very soft tone: "Don't do that."

The other party's not-so-stern refusal, on the contrary, made people feel teasing.Xie Buning smiled brightly, his eyes were full of stars and smiles, and jokingly said: "I'm not the vixen who wanted to eat you that day, what are you afraid of."

Xiao Si narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "I'm not afraid of vixen."

This sounds a bit strange.

Xie Buning didn't think deeply, and moved his imprisoned wrist, confidently: "If you are not afraid, you are not afraid, why grab my hand."

"..."

Xiao Si let go of his hand under his stare.

Destroy the evidence after eating the snack.Taking time out, Xie Buning talked with Master on the phone to care about the progress of the repairs.

Brother Chang Shan from Xuanji Temple helped to contact the craftsman who repaired the old house.Considering the small area of ​​Qingya Temple, it is not cost-effective to hire a construction team. We only hired two master craftsmen. The cost can be much lower, but the progress is slow.

When contacting Chang Shan, the other party also wanted to persuade him to stay in Xuanji Temple.Xie Buning accepted his kindness, but did not agree.It is absolutely impossible to ignore the Qingya Temple, besides, the current job is very good and the money is rich.

The patriarch was so anxious that he dreamed about it, Xie Buning didn't write any ink, and once he found all the people, he made an appointment with the masters for the start date.This date is the auspicious day for him to start work, and he asked the patriarch specifically to the east.

Among the few good days and auspicious days, the patriarch chose the most recent day.Xie Buning was embarrassed, the patriarch had been wronged in the past years.

The master said that the weather was good for a few days, and the masters worked quickly. All the broken tiles on the roof have been replaced, so there is no need to worry about rain leakage.This item alone cost 8000 yuan, because there are too many broken tiles in the hall.

Where the temple wall was really damaged, it was reinforced with new bricks.Because the wall bricks of ancient buildings are old crafts, they must be handmade by masters, and they cannot be mass-produced by machines, so the progress has slowed down.It just so happened that the 3 yuan was also spent, so I had to supplement the funds.

Xie Buning planned to remit the 5 yuan in his hand to Master in the next two days.

Even with the 5 yuan, I'm afraid it won't last long. There are too many places to spend money on Qingya Temple.

"Tsk, Pei Baiyang doesn't seem to be short of money, but he's as picky as Director Jiang." Xie Buning wondered, why is it that iron rooster characters are so popular in their entertainment industry.

In the next room, Pei Baiyang sneezed loudly, unaware that his label on his thigh had become "rich but picky", and he was sending a message.

[Pei Baiyang]: This scene is about to finish filming, and the crew will return to Beijing tomorrow.

The person he noted [Xie Mengnan] responded with a nodding face, which was very perfunctory.

[Pei Baiyang]: Have you found a good house yet?Why don't you stay with me first?

[Xie Mengnan] Reply in seconds: This is not very good... Is it convenient for you?

[Pei Baiyang]: I don't have any occupants in my flats, what's the inconvenience?

[Xie Mengnan] replied in seconds: Then you’re welcome [Sahua]

[Pei Baiyang]: ...

Why does he feel that Teacher Xie is waiting for the next sentence after him...

The next day, Xie Buning and Pei Baiyang drove to Beijing.

He doesn't have much.The other actors had several big suitcases, Pei Baiyang was even more outrageous, with more luggage than Yin Mengbai, a girl, Xie Buning was still carrying the old backpack, just a few more clothes.

There is also a little paper figurine.

During the day, Xiao Si returned to his special body and was put in the pocket of his jacket by Xie Buning, which was safe and had a good view.

They set off in the afternoon, and when they arrived in Beijing, it was already dark.

"Go to the villa in Xiangmi Mountain." Pei Baiyang said to the driver, then turned his head and explained to Xie Buning, "It's closer here, I've been tired all day today, so I'll sleep for the night first."

Xie Buning played with his mobile phone all the way, and by the way drew the Weibo prize. He was bored and couldn't talk to Xiao Si.If I can get off the car earlier, I naturally agree.

The car turned a corner, left the congested main road, and drove unimpeded all the way to the suburbs.

Xiangmi Mountain is located on the outskirts of Beijing City. It has a beautiful scenery, but the location is also remote. Pei Baiyang usually doesn't often live here.

The scenery on both sides was gradually replaced by dense trees and night, and there were few cars on the road. When turning a corner, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes and burst into obscenity: "Damn! Where did you come from!"

Fortunately, everyone in the car wore their seat belts, so they were not injured.

But when Pei Baiyang heard the word "ghost", his face turned pale, and he threw his teeth and claws at Xie Buning in the back seat: "Teacher Xie, quickly draw your sword, fuck him!!"