Chapter 229 Both true and false
"Strange." Li Daoxuan was surprised, and then he understood why he had such an awkward feeling just now.

Indeed, it's strange.

Both Uncle Qian and Young Master Yao gave him a very strange feeling.

However, when he entered the room just now, he observed the aura of Qian Bo with his eyes. Like the eldest son of the Yao family, both of them had clear and turbid aura above their heads. They did not look like people who were haunted by negative energy or were in trouble.

"Youwei, what do you think is strange about the Yao family mansion? Why do you dislike it?" Li Daoxuan asked in a low voice.

"I can't really explain it, I just feel very uncomfortable here." Gong Youwei stuck her head out, looked at Li Daoxuan, curled her lips, and looked miserable.

"How about this? If Qian Bo or Young Master Yao come later, I will tell them and send you back first. You stay at the inn to look after your luggage and make sure no one steals anything. I will stay here for one night and come to look for you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Gong Youwei responded, but she was not in good spirits and was a little depressed. She lay in Li Daoxuan's arms, moved her body, and then fell asleep, with only her little head sticking out and breathing.

Li Daoxuan looked at the rabbit in his arms and for some reason thought of the spicy rabbit head from Sichuan and Chongqing. Although he knew that this idea was somewhat bad taste, the spicy rabbit head was indeed delicious.

"What evil thoughts are you thinking of?" Gong Youwei suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with puffed cheeks. When she was drowsy just now, she felt an inexplicable chill coming over her, and she suddenly woke up and looked at the source of the malice.

"No, no! I didn't!" Li Daoxuan quickly denied, "I was just thinking about Yangzhou and what to eat there. Yangzhou's specialty dishes are amazing. Have you heard of Huaiyang cuisine, one of the eight major cuisines?"

"Hey? I haven't heard of it. Is it anything delicious?" Gong Youwei perked up when she heard about Yangzhou cuisine.

She followed Li Daoxuan to this world of common people, and what she loved most was eating. Although rabbits cannot eat many things, she is not an ordinary rabbit. This rabbit has become a spirit, and is no different from humans. She can eat what others can eat, and she can even eat more.

But on weekdays, if she didn't transform into a human form, Li Daoxuan could only feed her some fruits, carrots and the like.

"Of course there are many delicious ones. Yangzhou has innumerable delicacies. After this matter is settled, I will take you to try them." Li Daoxuan told Gong Youwei about Yangzhou cuisine, making the greedy little rabbit drool.

But before he finished saying the name of the dish, he stopped talking, looked up at the door, and soon saw Qian Bo walk in.

Qian Bo walked into the hall with a smile on his face and quickly walked up to Li Daoxuan: "Little Taoist priest, this room has been cleaned for you. You can stay and rest at night. I will prepare some food for you. You must be hungry after traveling all the way here."

"I am a little hungry." Li Daoxuan said while touching his stomach, "But Uncle Qian, I have something else I want to ask you."

"Please speak frankly, young Taoist priest." Qian Bo leaned over to listen.

"Is the eldest son of the Yao family still living in the mansion?"

"The eldest son?" Qian Bo stared at Li Daoxuan in confusion. "There is no such thing as an eldest son in the family. The lady has only one son and one daughter. The child is only four years old. If he is considered the eldest son, how could he stay at home alone?"

"." Li Daoxuan listened to Qian Bo's words, sorted them out in his mind, and asked again, "I wonder how many people are in this mansion?"

"Except for an old man like me, who else is willing to stay?" Qian Bo said with a smile, with a hint of helplessness in his expression, "Young Taoist priest must be tired from traveling, so he has an illusion. Why don't you go to bed and rest for a while, and then do things when you have enough strength. As the saying goes, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood, so young Taoist priest should take care of your health."

"Thank you, Uncle Qian, but I have another question." Li Daoxuan continued to ask, "Uncle Qian, do you know if there is a person named Yao Nianchun in the Yao family?"

"Yao Nianchun? Yao Nianchun?" Qian Bo stroked his beard and muttered the name, his expression blank and his eyes wandering. He seemed to have thought of a lot, but also seemed to have thought of nothing.

Just when Li Daoxuan was losing hope, he saw Qian Bo froze in shock.

His hand, which was stroking his beard, suddenly stopped and did not move for a long time. He sat in his seat like a stone sculpture with a dazed look on his face.

Li Daoxuan was not in a hurry, he just sat there quietly.

When the sun went down a little, Qian Bo suddenly laughed, but the sound of his laugh became more and more bitter, and finally turned into helplessness.

"I remember it now." Qian Bo sighed, "Yao Nianchun, I haven't heard this name for a long time."

"It's been a while since I last heard it?" Li Daoxuan was puzzled. "I wonder what Qian Bo meant by this?"

"Alas, little Taoist priest, you don't know that the name Yao Nianchun is a taboo in the Yao family. The master has repeatedly ordered that anyone who mentions this name will be tied up and sold. Therefore, in the past ten years or so, no one in the family dared to mention it. The servants were replaced wave after wave, and slowly few people knew this name. If I hadn't worked in the Yao family for nearly forty years, I might not have known it. It's been so long, I almost forgot it." Qian Bo shook his head and sighed. From his words, it can be heard that Yao Nianchun is a taboo for the Yao family.

"What's wrong with this name?" Li Daoxuan was very curious and asked Qian Bo.

It is a name that the Yao family cannot mention, but the man just now actually dared to use it. This is really a strange story.

"This name is the name of the first child born to my wife." Qian Bo sighed.

"In the second year after my wife married into the Yao family, she became pregnant with a boy. The master was so happy that he named him Yao Nianchun. But the child died at the age of eight. My wife was extremely sad and fell seriously ill. After waking up, she was completely dazed. Whenever she heard the name Yao Nianchun, she would burst into tears. So the master strictly forbade the family to mention this name again. If the young Taoist priest hadn't mentioned it today, I would have almost forgotten this name. Alas, twelve years have passed in a flash, and I didn't expect that I would still hear the name of the eldest son." Qian Bo explained the whole story with some sadness, and Li Daoxuan also understood.

This Yao Nianchun was indeed the eldest son of the Yao family, but he had been dead for many years.

If that is the case, then who was the young man who just came in and talked to him?
The man called himself Yao Nianchun and said that he was the eldest son of the Yao family.

This man who had been dead for more than ten years was still alive. Even if he turned into a ghost, it would be scary, but he had also seen the background of this young master and he didn't look like a ghost.

So, is it Qian Bo who is telling the truth or is it Yao Nianchun who is telling the truth?
Li Daoxuan was full of doubts at this time and could only continue to look at Qian Bo quietly.

After Qian Bo finished speaking, he wiped away the tears from his eyes, tried the tea on the table, and smiled at Li Daoxuan, "Excuse me, little Taoist priest, the tea is cold. I'll go get you a new pot."

Without waiting for Li Daoxuan to say anything, Qian Bo walked out with the teacup. Coincidentally, as soon as Qian Bo left, Young Master Yao, who Qian Bo said had been dead for more than ten years, ran in.

He wiped the sweat off his face and looked at Li Daoxuan. He opened his folding fan and fanned his chest. Then he pointed at an old man behind him and said, "Master Li, look, is it him?"

Li Daoxuan looked at the old man after hearing the voice. His appearance was very different from Qian Bo's, not only in temperament, but even his expression was very different.

The old man felt a little terrified when being looked at so carefully. He smiled at Li Daoxuan and bowed, "Young Taoist priest, don't you recognize old man Wei?"

(End of this chapter)