Chapter 127 (Modifying)

The one who led the way was a handsome young man, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a neat cropped head, wearing a short linen vest and loose coarse cloth breeches unique to the local area, his skin was dark and shiny, and his mouth was white when he talked and smiled.tooth.

The sun is shining brightly and vigorously.

The young man didn't speak Chinese very well, so he even introduced himself with gestures: "Wo, Si...Lan's Didi, Da Rang Wo Daining, looking for Jiefu."

Everyone: "..."

A conversation of local dialect plus local "Mandarin" made everyone feel confused. Zhao Dao and others stared at them with panda-like eyes, looking at each other speechlessly.

The two sides stared at each other for a while, and the young man seemed to realize that it was difficult for everyone to communicate. He scratched his head in embarrassment, grinned, and took out the latest fruit machine from his wide trouser pocket. His slender fingers quickly touched the phone keyboardAfter poking around for a while, he pointed the receiver at Director Zhao and the others.

The electronically synthesized machine sounded: "My name is Sangtai, you can call me Atai or Xiaotai, my sister is Yilan, the one who just talked to your people, she asked me to take you to find your brother-in-law."

Everyone looked at each other, Director Zhao was puzzled and said: "We want to find a place to rest, why are you taking us to your brother-in-law?"

Mrs. Sang obviously knew whether to listen or not. She blinked her big eyes that were exactly the same as his sister's, pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head and quickly wrote: "Brother-in-law is the innkeeper."

Director Zhao and the others suddenly realized that they were soliciting customers.

Fu Le looked at Sang Tai's nimble typing fingers from a distance, and said in a low voice, "Why do I feel that this scene...is somehow out of harmony?"

Qin Yan glanced at him, but said nothing.

The logistics girl on the side sighed: "The emergence of smart phones really facilitates human life."

Jing Cheng nodded in agreement.

Sang Tai wrote again: "You are lucky, our home is an Internet celebrity hotel, usually there are many tourists, but the weather here is bad recently, so there are fewer tourists."

Another Internet celebrity...

Are there so many internet celebrity inns here?

Jing Cheng was suddenly in a bad mood, and said with a toothache, "Is there someone live broadcasting there?"

When mentioning the live broadcast, Jing Cheng thought of the comments made by those people on the Internet, it was really an unpleasant experience.

He is probably at odds with a magical creature like a "netizen".Before that, Jing Cheng experienced two follow-up accidents in the live broadcast, one was a ghost building on campus, and the other was a live broadcast of the program group of the Tournament of Gods.He was picked up "clearly" on the Internet, and he was forced to recognize him as "father and stepmother".The "vest" of the little Taoist priest, many netizens said that he was not doing business at a young age, and he did everything he could to catch people's attention.

In the real world, he is still a celestial master who has no such person, but on the Internet, he relies on "the youngest son of the national father", "the younger brother of the domineering president", "the step-son of the wealthy family" and "the third brother of the national sister" etc.Labels have blazed a trail of "fame".

To be precise, he can also be called an Internet celebrity now.

However, different from other Internet celebrities, others' "red" became popular by themselves, but he became popular by his "family".

In the words of netizens, it is: a family of five, four of whom are top-notch celebrities, but he is the only one who is unknown, reminding me of myself who is ignorant and inexperienced, it really makes people feel distressed.

Jing Cheng never wanted to recall his feelings when he saw this netizen's comment which was liked by over 100,000 people.

What netizen?Netizens are not friendly at all!

They should be called bad!Internet black!

They are all a group of people who eat radish and worry about it.

Thinking of this, Jing Cheng felt even more uncomfortable. He squeezed the space between his brows, trying to suppress the irritability that didn't suit his state of mind.

Qin Yan stared at him for a while, then took out a mint candy from his pocket and handed it to him, comforting him: "After the show is broadcast, everyone will be able to see what is right and wrong."

Jing Cheng was noncommittal, took the candy, unwrapped it and ate it. The unique cool and spicy scent of mints filled his mouth, and the cold feeling hit his forehead.

"Delicious." Jing Cheng put the tip of his tongue against the mint, narrowed his round eyes like a cat, and lazily praised him.

Qin Yan felt itchy in his heart, and moved his fingers in his coat pocket, but the camera was on, and considering that there were many people here, he had to cough lightly and look away.

Mrs. Sang didn't seem to understand. She looked at other people with big confused eyes. Director Zhao was obviously paying attention to the news on the Internet. Because the program had not been officially broadcast, Jing Cheng's "true identity" could not be disclosed, so there was no clarification on the Internet.He couldn't help touching his nose guiltily, and patiently explained to Sangtai again.

Sang Tai shook her head and wrote: "You can take pictures, but you can't broadcast live, which will affect tourists."

"Then we are here to record the program?" The big cameraman was surprised, and he didn't let the live broadcast?

Mrs. Sang guessed that they were not ordinary tourists when she saw that everyone was carrying big bags and various camera equipment. She rubbed her face in confusion and wrote: "I don't know, you have to ask my brother-in-law."

Director Zhao yawned again, wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and urged: "OK, OK, take us there first no matter what, who said we will definitely record the program at your home, you can put a hundred hearts on it."gone."

Hearing that Mrs. Sang no longer struggled, she quickly turned around and led the way.

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Everyone looked at the plaque with three big gilt characters of "Tingxi Pavilion", and there were countless big question marks hanging in their small heads.

After repeatedly confirming with Mrs. Sang that there is only such a "Tingxi Pavilion" in a radius of tens of miles, and that there is absolutely no duplicate name, everyone in the program team looked at each other and fell silent.

"Hey, Director Zhao, it seems that your one hundred hearts have been released early." The big cameraman coughed lightly, "It's so fate, is it our goal to live anywhere?"

"Our Director Zhao may have opened his mouth." A staff member teased.

The logistics girl clenched her hands and said longingly, "I'll try to buy a lottery ticket when I get back. Director Zhao, if you say 'definitely not', you might win."

other people:"……"

Sang Tai, who was standing at the gate knocking, scratched her head in a daze, wondering why everyone had such strange expressions.

After a long while, Director Zhao, who was ridiculed by everyone, came back to greet everyone: "Why are you still standing there, you seem to be refreshed, don't need to sleep? Then let's start filming directly?"

"No, no, no, I have to sleep." Professor Fu quickly objected. He is old, but he is not as good as these young people in the program group. If he doesn't rest all night, his body can't bear it anymore.

Professor Fu has not spoken since midnight until now because he is extremely tired, and his face is really ugly. Director Zhao can't joke anymore. Seeing that Mrs. Sang has opened the door to call for someone, he said: "It's just a coincidence, so don't stay hereIt’s a bit late, let’s go in first.”

Tingxi Pavilion looks like a large independent mansion from a distance, but it is discovered that it is actually surrounded by several stilted buildings of different heights, and a simple ancient style gate is built in front of the building.

There is a very spacious yard between the buildings. There is a small loquat tree in the center of the yard. The store has carefully designed pavilions, gardens, rockeries, small arch bridges made of stone bricks and lotus ponds...…

Standing on a high place and looking at the full scenery, it will give people a feeling of "very crowded", but when you step into the small courtyard, you won't think so.

The cool breeze is blowing, the fruit fragrance in the courtyard is bursting, the flowing water is gurgling, and the fish are swaying their tail fins, looming under the lotus leaves.

The crowd walked all the way, eyes full of amazement.

"This Internet celebrity inn is different. The other house is just a small building, and it is surrounded by a circle."

"Small bridges and flowing water, tsk tsk tsk, this design style... makes me feel like I'm traveling through time."

"Hey, didn't you say that this inn has caught fire many times? Why can't there be any traces outside?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, if there are traces of fire, how can people do business?"

"It's a bit weird that such a big pond in the yard can still catch fire. Hiss~ Don't tell me, I'm a little panicked."

"If it's not weird, can the boss come to our program group? It doesn't matter if it's a monster or a ghost, with our Xiao Jing Dao in charge, what are you afraid of?"

Jing Cheng stepped on the wooden floor and looked around at the end. Suddenly, his eyes fixed and his footsteps stopped: "This design..."

As soon as he spoke, the program crew stopped in their tracks. When they saw Jing Cheng's solemn expression, their expressions changed drastically. They gathered around and discussed in low voices.

"What's wrong? Why did it stop?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"What did Daoist Xiao Jing see? Could it be that there are also ghosts hiding here?"

"Didn't you say that there are many tourists? Why is the inn so quiet? Is there something unclean? Everyone is afraid of disturbing them..."

"Convincing your imagination, what time is it now? Five twenty-five, how many people in modern times can get up so early except the farmer uncle? If there are dirty things, who would dare to live here?? Not brain-dead."

"Did you feel that there is always a small wind blowing in this yard, and you think it is a dark wind?"

"The location of this inn is too remote. It is actually an Internet celebrity inn. It stands to reason that the surrounding environment of the Internet celebrity inn should be lively. Why is it so depressed here?"

Everyone discussed for a long time without any result. The drowsiness accompanied by fear made them more restless. The previous mood of admiring the beautiful scenery has long since disappeared. Now the trees seem to have double shadows, and everything they look at feels gloomy..

Jing Cheng could not laugh or cry when he heard it, he didn't expect that just a casual sentence from him would trigger many suspicious speculations from the crowd, presumably everyone had seen too much these days and began to suffer from a nervous breakdown.

"What's wrong with the design, I think it's pretty good." Fu Le jumped up and down twice, and the floor made two "da da" sounds. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered some magical scene. He suddenly squatted on the ground and lowered his head, stretching his neck.The elder looked through the cracks in the floor, "Fuck, look quickly! There seems to be something alive under here!"

Director Zhao and the others were taken aback by his startled appearance, and hurriedly asked, "What?"

Qin Yan looked down and said lightly: "It should be fish, you didn't notice, the water here is flowing, the pond in the courtyard is connected to the river outside, the veranda is paved with wooden boards, and the bottom is the water flow, probably because of fearIt is damp, so it is built very high."

Jing Cheng said, "I saw a few golden carps when I entered the door just now, about fifty centimeters long."

"..." Seeing that Fu Le didn't scare the two of them, she had to stand up bored, "So that's the case. I said why I always heard the sound of clattering along the way, and I thought it was my tinnitus."

Director Zhao complained: "You child, you have a heart attack that scared you out. Oh, by the way, Daoist Jing just said that there is something wrong with the design of the yard? Is it related to Feng Shui?"

Jing Cheng nodded, and said after deliberation: "This yard has a...semi-finished product from the Lucky Feng Shui Bureau."

Semi-finished products?Everyone wondered, is there such a saying in Feng Shui?

Clinker Jing Cheng pondered for a moment, and then said: "No, it can't be called a semi-finished product, it can only be said to be neither fish nor fowl."

Everyone was full of question marks, what is this all about, why didn't you make it clearer?

Fu Le winked at Qin Yan: Big apprentice, please translate.

Qin Yan glanced at him coldly: Get out.

Just when everyone was about to ask, a clear male voice with a strange voice first asked, "What do you say?"

Jing Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Look over there, in the middle of the courtyard."

Everyone heard the words and looked in the direction he pointed. The veranda was located on the high side, so they could easily see the layout of the courtyard. There was a tall rockery in the middle of the courtyard, and an old loquat tree was planted.Connecting to the pond, the golden carps in the pond are clearly visible.

The pond is not closed, it is connected to all directions, and the thin water flows staggered in the courtyard, passes through the veranda, and connects with the outside world.

Of course, these are scenes that ordinary people can see.

But in Jing Cheng's eyes, it was a different scene.

"The buildings on all sides are high and arc-shaped, and the center is a courtyard, like a bowl like a bag, with a rockery in the middle, which means a mountain of wealth, which is the appearance of a cornucopia. The river is diverted into a pond in the courtyard, and the bright hall gathers water. Trees are planted on both sides, and the water flows to attract wealth., trees gather wealth, which means increasing income and reducing expenditure, and at the same time attracting wealth from all directions.”

The aura of wealth coming from all directions is surging around the courtyard, suppressed by the rockery, and cannot be seen for a long time. The golden light in the courtyard is shining, almost blinding Jing Cheng's yin and yang eyes. No wonder this remote place can become an Internet celebrity inn, and alsoNot without reason.

"A lot of golden carp and koi are bred in the pond, both of which have the meaning of attracting wealth, and because of the round red spots on the top of the koi's head, there is a saying in the industry that 'good luck is the head'."

Jing Cheng paused, "Unfortunately..."

"What's the pity?" The male voice continued to ask, this time the voice was a little hurried.

"It's a pity that it's too late." After Jing Cheng finished the second half of the sentence, he didn't say any more, turned his head to look at the person who passed by, and after looking at him for a while, he said clearly, "Are you the owner of this inn?"

Only then did everyone notice that an outsider had mingled among them.

The visitor was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a light blue Tang suit, with a thin body, maybe he hadn't had a good rest, his complexion was a little pale, his eyes were swollen, his cheeks were sunken, and his spirit seemed to be hollowed out, like a dying man.old man.

Hearing Jing Cheng's question, he nodded, and noticed Jing Cheng's young and immature face. He didn't know what was going on in his heart, and there was a complicated look on his face. It took him a long time to answer: "Yes, I am the boss here.Lu Keyuan."

The author has something to say:

The feng shui layout of the small courtyard should be slightly repaired.

The small theater was deleted, and Lu Keyuan's character design was modified.