It turned out that Joseph had come to the ancient town looking for someone. He was looking for an embroidery master. Irish followed him to an old white house, and above the entrance, there were four words: Phoenix passing through peony.
When they entered, they came into a common courtyard, which was not large, but the owner had planted viburnum macrocephalum flowers. When the wind blew by, petals floated to the ground.
They were at an embroidery shop, and the door was open. Joseph let go of her, before entering, he gave her some serious advice, "Wait for me, don't walk away."
She didn't intend to leave because she was attracted by the beautiful embroidery in front of her. Along the way, there were all kinds of embroidery samples on the walls of the room. One of them was macrocephalum, and the lifelike embroidery made her eyes open wide. She looked back at the macrocephalum tree in the courtyard and sighed. "It's just like the real thing. It's beautiful."
