The entire Huizhou seemed to be immersed in the wedding ceremony organized by Qingyun Mountain.

Tiannan Prefecture is a great Jiangnan under the pen and ink of literati and scholars.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, but tourists are only as old as Jiangnan.

Tiannan Prefecture, where Wanxianmen is located, is an unforgettable land of fish and rice. The scenery is beautiful and pleasant, and the seasons are like spring. All the genius and scholars prefer it. First, they sincerely love the customs and cultures here, and merchants travel from all directions. If you live in Jiangnan, you can see the customs and customs of each state without leaving your home. The second reason is the secret that all the men who linger in Jiangnan can understand.

The scenery of women in Jiangnan is unique.

The climate in Jiangnan is really like a woman, changing as she says she changes, crying as she says she wants. Light rain drips in the slightly dark sky, and raindrops woven into lines along the grooves of tiles that grow thin moss, flowing in the alley.

A thin girl in goose yellow clothes was holding an oil-paper umbrella full of lotus flowers, jumping in the alley to avoid the potholes with accumulated water. The girl's energetic body was leaping and soon came to an old house with some years.

The girl named Huang Baoer carefully walked over the steps, put away the oil-paper umbrella that she regarded as treasures and leaned against it, and patted the copper lock on the door with a pair of tender but calloused hands. The knock on the door was heard far away in the silent alleyway of the uninhabited alley.

Huang Baoer is actually a timid girl. If she had been killed before, she would not have dared to come to such a dangerous place alone.

In this old house far away from the bustling city, I heard from the adults in the village that for some reason, the people who lived here before died suddenly with their master and servants. The corpses in the whole courtyard were everywhere, and the corpses were stinking and terrible, so miserable that no one dared to collect them. If the government had not been alarmed in the end, they would have come forward to clean up the remains, God would know how long it would take for those who died in vain to expose their bodies.

However, before the beginning of spring, an old man who didn't know where to beat him seemed to have fallen in love with this haunted house that no one dared to approach during the day. A kind-hearted villager nearby reminded the old man about the secret behind the abandoned house, but the old man did his own thing, and the local government was happy to get rid of this hot potato and transferred the land deed to the old man at an extremely affordable price. After the beating, the house would have a new owner.

The house was abandoned for a long time, and the old man was unable to clean it up after moving in, so he had to spend a lot of money to hire a brave worker and craftsman to come to the house to repair it. If you have any idle people, please do it. I am afraid that the money you hire the workers will be almost the same as the price of buying this house. I don’t know if the old man is a elm-headed person. He is in such a place where the yin energy accumulates, so he is not afraid of dying suddenly like the old owner of the house one day?

But what surprised people was that the old man who came from another place and was considered a sucker was alive after a few months.

Now the villagers with ulterior motives began to get a little excited. The old man could not take care of such a large house, so a poor villager pretended to be a bandit and entered the hospital late at night, intending to make a fortune.

As a result, there were three people when they went there, only one of them came back, and they were still crazy. They were muttering and talking nonsense all over the yard, and they died of illness not long after.

After this, no one dared to have the idea of ​​that house.

Huang Baoer also happened to meet the old man who was so brave that he dared to live in a ghost house alone. He found that the old man was surprised to be kind and talkative. The old man said that he could not hire a servant and could deal with the fruits and vegetables he planted in the yard on weekdays. However, if he wanted to buy the tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, he would have to go to the market more than ten miles away to buy it. For an elderly man, it was really difficult to do everything by himself, so he simply asked Huang Baoer to help him run errands. Not to mention anything else, the errands money given by the generous old man was extremely generous, which was enough to allow Huang Baoer, who had learned to be a female red subsidy for his family from childhood to live a good life with hope.

Compared with the dilapidated courtyard walls around, the Qihong courtyard door, which seemed a little abrupt and strange, slowly opened, revealing the hunched old man's figure. Huang Baoer, who was already familiar with the old man, quickly helped the old man up, patted the old man's back gently, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you want Huang Baoer to buy all the salt bags and needlework."

The old man seemed to have suffered injuries on his face, and the potholes were like undulating bluestone slabs in an alleyway. He took out half a silver pellet from his waist pocket and said kindly: "Huang Baoer has helped his grandfather again. You have to collect this errand money."

The well-behaved and sensible Huang Baoer placed the salt bag and sewing bag properly, but did not take the half silver piece that was enough for her family’s half a month’s expense. He shook his head firmly and said crisply: "Grandpa, this is not OK. This salt bag and sewing bag are not heavy at all. Huang Baoer does not have any effort to get it back and forth, so he can’t charge this money."

Although Huang Baoer is thin, she has two cute dimples on her cheeks when she smiles. "What's more, grandpa gave me a lotus oil paper umbrella not long ago. Huang Baoer likes me very much. Huang Baoer is not a greedy person. Grandpa has enough money for Huang Baoer. Mother teaches Huang Baoer to be kind. As long as grandpa, you are willing to order Huang Baoer, Huang Baoer will be willing to help her run errands to buy things."

The old man was doting in his smile, and he didn't insist. He turned around and took a lot of fruits and vegetables from the yard. Huang Baoer stood outside the threshold of the Qihong courtyard gate and looked at it. Grandpa had warned her before, saying that the yard was indeed very yin, and that her girl's house was easily infected with evil spirits, but as long as she didn't cross this threshold, it would be fine.

Through the crack of the empty door, Huang Baoer could see that the old man had cultivated fields in the spacious courtyard, with all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables planted in it, and even some strange things she had never seen before.

She looked up at the eaves and corners of the courtyard, and saw black flags with black colors painted with fangs and claws on the corridors of the courtyard. The black flag fluttered in the wind, but if Huang Baoer looked carefully, she would find that the black flag was actually floating against the wind!

The old man handed a basket of fruits and vegetables to Huang Baoer. Huang Baoer happily accepted the fruits and vegetables, picked up his beloved oil paper umbrella, and seriously went to grandpa with a graceful blessing in the Jiangnan women's city, and left the alley with one look back three times.

The old man watched Huang Baoer's jumping figure disappear in the distance, and the smile on his bumpy face also disappeared. His hunched waist pounded and returned to a straight look in just a blink of an eye.

The old man walked slowly on his cloth shoes and walked straight through the small fields full of vegetables and fruits in the courtyard. The unexpected scene of the cloth shoes covered with soil did not appear. Instead, the whole small fields became illusory. As the old man walked by, he returned to the original field full of vegetables and fruits.

This is a illusion array that deceives the naked eye of the mortal fetus!

The old man with a pothole-faced face looked up and looked at the ghost sails covered with flying eaves in the yard, with a cold smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!