Chapter 228 Qian Bo and Yao Nianchun
"So no one in the mansion can tell what that person looks like?" Li Daoxuan asked as he picked up the teacup and smelled the tea.

The Yao family is indeed a wealthy family. Even though the owner no longer lives here, the tea left behind to entertain guests is much better than the one Li Daoxuan drank at the Zhao family.

"Yes, no one can see clearly, and no one can tell." The old man smiled bitterly, "I have invited Taoist priests and monks, but they are all useless. There are also a few Taoist priests who went crazy. I guess they are fake Taoist priests who want to cheat some money. They say all kinds of ghosts and ghosts. It's really funny."

"When Madam Yao came to the mountain that day, my master performed a ritual for her and kept her safe. But this kind of thing is strange. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, it would not be so rampant. Has anyone died in the mansion?" Li Daoxuan asked again.

"Human life? This has never happened before." The old man shook his head quickly when he heard Li Daoxuan's question.

"That's even stranger."

Li Daoxuan thought carefully and felt confused about what the old man said.

This ghost has never harmed anyone, so it is probably not a vicious ghost. However, it appears so often that it is hard to believe that it has no obsession.

After all, most ghosts in the world are born out of resentment, or die an unnatural death, or have something they are obsessed with during their lifetime.

If it were a wisp of solitary smoke lingering in the world, if it encountered a place with so many living people, it would have been crushed away by the yang energy long ago, instead of often appearing in the yard, not being afraid of people, but instead making people afraid of it.

"I would like to stay in your house for a night today. I wonder if Uncle Qian would agree?" Li Daoxuan thought that since he couldn't figure out the matter, he might as well stay for a night and see. If nothing else, at least he might be able to see what the ghost that scared the monk and Taoist priest crazy looked like.

"It would certainly be an honor. I will prepare accommodation for the young Taoist priest right away." Qian Bo's eyes were filled with joy. He stood up quickly, bowed to Li Daoxuan, and then left in a hurry.

Li Daoxuan sat in the hall waiting quietly. Feeling bored, he looked at the scenery around him.

The living room of the Yao family is quite elegant, with many calligraphy and paintings. Now that he has some appreciation ability, he can understand a little bit of it.

Although there are many imitations among these calligraphy and paintings, there are also authentic works. Like the authentic works of ancient people that Li Daoxuan had seen in Maoshan, most of them are works by masters.

This kind of calligraphy and paintings are usually very valuable. If you buy them, it would cost hundreds or even thousands of taels. Unless you are a person who likes elegance, it is difficult to have the financial resources and the time to do so. It can be seen that the head of the Yao family is a person who likes poetry.

While appreciating calligraphy and paintings, I heard voices coming. When I heard the voices, I saw a man walking into the hall. This man was well-dressed and had a decent face.

"I didn't expect that you, my young master, also like calligraphy and painting."

"Hmm?" Li Daoxuan looked over alertly, carefully examining the man. There was a gleam in his eyes, and although there was a hint of doubt on his brows, he felt much more at ease.

This person had a clear aura on his head and didn't look like a bad person, so Li Daoxuan made a friendly gesture and bowed and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"My name is Yao Nianchun, and I'm the eldest son of the Yao family." The young man returned the greeting to Li Daoxuan, fanning himself with a smile, "I just heard someone was visiting, so I went to see him. I didn't expect the visitor to be a young man who seems to be well-read."

"Yao Nianchun? Are you the eldest son of the Yao family?" Li Daoxuan asked cautiously without changing his expression. He looked outside the door. It was a sunny day. He looked at the young man again. There seemed to be nothing unusual about the shadows under his feet. He didn't look like a strange thing.

But Uncle Qian said that all the Yao family members had moved out and no one should stay, leaving him alone to guard the yard. But if the man in front of him was not lying, and Uncle Qian would not fail to tell him that Young Master Yao was in the Yao family mansion.

"That's right." The young man named Yao Nianchun smiled, "I just heard the housekeeper mention you, so I rushed over to meet you. You are a handsome man, and I am delighted to see you."

"Li Daoxuan, a Taoist priest from Mount Mao." Li Daoxuan introduced himself. He felt Gong Youwei move in his arms, so he patted her head gently. Then he looked at Yao Nianchun, feeling a little confused.

"Why is the eldest master in the mansion?" Li Daoxuan asked doubtfully.

"With my parents away, I, as the eldest son of the Yao family, should naturally take on the responsibility." Yao Nianchun said with a smile. "But there are ghosts in the mansion, aren't you afraid, eldest son?"

"I see that young master is both a Taoist priest and a scholar, so he should know that he has a clear conscience and is not afraid of ghosts and gods. I am born open-minded, so naturally I am not afraid of ghosts and gods." Yao Nianchun looked calm and happy.

He looked at Li Daoxuan with a sharp gaze without any distracting thoughts, just like some of the ambitious people Li Daoxuan had seen. Without a firm determination in their hearts, it would be impossible for them to have such spirit.

"You are right, young master." Li Daoxuan said, "I just discussed the affairs of the mansion with Qian Bo. I wonder what you think of it."

"Uncle Qian? Who is this Uncle Qian?" Yao Nianchun asked doubtfully.

"Uncle Qian?" Li Daoxuan was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the eldest son of the Yao family would ask who this Uncle Qian was. Isn't this Uncle Qian the gatekeeper of the Yao family? Could it be that the eldest son of the Yao family doesn't know him?
With this thought in mind, Li Daoxuan said calmly, "Master, do you know Uncle Qian? He is the housekeeper who stayed in the mansion to look after the house. He brought me in just now and is now helping me prepare a place to stay."

"This is absolutely impossible." Yao Nianchun was very confused when he heard this and shook his head repeatedly.

"I have lived at home for some time, but I have never heard of any Qian Bo. The old housekeeper's surname is just Wei, and we usually call him Wei Bo. Could it be that Taoist Li heard the surname wrong and heard "Wei" as Qian?" Yao Nianchun looked confused, and that look did not seem to be fake. Li Daoxuan secretly observed his expression and reaction and found that he really knew nothing about Qian Bo.

But if Li Daoxuan said that he had heard it wrong, that would definitely be impossible.

He clearly heard the old man say that his surname was Qian, so he could just call him Uncle Qian. Li Daoxuan called him a few times and the other party responded every time.

What's more, the words "Wei" and "Qian" have very different pronunciations, how could he have heard it wrong?

"But I heard clearly that the housekeeper's surname is Qian. He just opened the door and let me in, and also treated me to tea." Li Daoxuan pointed to the teacup beside him, indicating that he was indeed brought into the house by someone.

Yao Nianchun fanned himself vigorously a few times, his face looking gloomy.

He looked at the teacup and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."

"Young Master? Is there really no one with the surname Qian in this mansion?" Li Daoxuan asked curiously again.

"Really." Young Master Yao answered with certainty, "Although I have been studying abroad for many years, I have lived at home for half a month this time. Whether it is the old servants or the new servants, I know all the names of the people in this family. There is no housekeeper named Qian. Taoist Li must have heard it wrong. What's more, the housekeeper I mentioned is named Wei, so I think it must be the housekeeper Wei who entertained you. If Taoist Li doesn't believe me, I will call him over."

"Then I'll trouble you, young master." After hearing what he said, Li Daoxuan continued without any hesitation.

He also wanted to know whether the old man who was talking to him was Qian or Wei.

"Please wait for a moment, Master Li. I'll be back soon." The eldest son fanned himself and hurried out the door.

Li Daoxuan watched him go away, walked to the door and prepared to leave the guest hall, but he looked at the ground and took his foot back.

He sat back in his original position, holding the teacup in his hand, and looked at the tea in the cup with a thoughtful look: "This Yao family is really not a simple place."

"Youwei, did you feel anything just now?"

"No." Gong Youwei shook her head and said, "But the feeling here is very strange. I don't like it here."

(End of this chapter)