This kind of energy can only be felt when it is very close.

Roland had always believed that this special and invisible energy can only be produced in some special occasions, such as ancestral temples, temples and Taoist temples.

After all, the first time Roland encountered this kind of energy was when the family worshipped ancestors ended.

The first impression is very important, and it is quite normal to have such a 'conclusion'.

However, the search for more than a year later made him doubt this conclusion.

However, now he saw the energy ball again.

Moreover, there are quite a lot of these things, floating around in the "house" in the courtyard.

Roland was stunned on the spot.

The old man noticed his abnormality and looked back along his sight. When he saw his room, he asked strangely: "What are you looking at? What are the paintings of my ancestors in my family?"

"No, I just feel that the atmosphere here seems to be a little different from other places, and there is a strange feeling." Roland replied awkwardly.

Who knew that when the old man heard Roland's words, his expression suddenly became excited: "Can you feel it?"

"It feels a bit."

"Come on!" The old man became even more excited. He took Roland's hand and walked into the house: "It seems that you are a person who knows the goods. I like to communicate with you young people with connotation the most."

He pulled Roland into the courtyard and dragged it to the house hall.

Generally speaking, in addition to worshiping ancestors on holidays, the houses in the countryside are also places to receive guests.

Of course, different places have different customs, and other places may not be like this.

There are several wooden benches here, and three rocking chairs that are obviously on vintage.

He sat down first, then pointed to the rocking chair next to him, and said enthusiastically: "Sit down, oh, you don't know. This courtyard was built by my father and I, brick and tile, and it took a lot of effort."

Roland looked around. He tried not to pay attention to the energy balls flying over his head and around him. Instead, he asked in surprise: "You built it yourself? This yard is made of blue bricks!"

The old man was quite proud: "That was also burned by ourselves. My father used to be a bricklayer and knew how to burn blue bricks."

"Awesome!" Roland was a little impressed.

This courtyard house has obviously been a bit old, and the old blue bricks look like a historical sedimentary smell.

It was not easy to burn the blue bricks from a cellar a few decades ago.

Not to mention the two of you building this yard.

"Tell me, where is the yard powerful?" The old man leaned forward slightly: "I want to hear it."

Is this a test, or a test?

Roland only thought for less than two seconds before he had thought and thoughts.

He recently discovered that in reality, he has been thinking much faster.

"I won't talk about the advantages of warm winter and cool summer here, as most people can feel it." Roland smiled.

The old man picked up a fan from the side and shook it gently: "That advantage is something that ordinary people can't feel?"

Roland's eyes closed slightly and half open: "You, I feel a very faint air here."

The old man widened his eyes: "What's so angry? It's not scientific at all, don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't say nonsense, I just felt this way." Roland stared into the old man's eyes and never retreated: "Although it doesn't feel big, it does."

After the two sides looked at each other for a while, the old man laughed: "Yes, there is indeed something angry here."

"Can you feel it too?"

Roland looked at the old man in surprise, wondering if the old man could feel the energy balls like him.

The old man shook his head: "I can't feel it."

Roland frowned: "Then you..."

"But that doesn't prevent me from judging."

The old man stood up and walked to the side, with a thick wooden bench blocking him.

He thrust his right hand with force and smashed it down hard.

With a loud bang, the wooden bench broke in two pieces.

The fresh broken burrs were revealed, and all this told others that this wooden bench was real, not a prop.

Then the old man showed his right palm to Roland, without even a red mark.

"Since I moved here, I have never had a bottleneck in my practice." The old man laughed: "I have never gotten sick, I have not had a small cold at all."

Roland thought for a while and said, "It is normal for you to be healthy and not get sick. This is not an argument."

"Then you have seen anyone who can practice kung fu to this level like me."

As the old man spoke, he punched another punch, breaking the bench that had already been cut in half, and then smashing it into two pieces.

Roland raised an eyebrow.

Walk to one side, raise your feet, and step down heavily on the other half of the broken bench.

It's broken too!

However, the quality of this bench is really good. Although it is broken, it still makes Roland's feet numb.

"The young man is good at it." The old man laughed: "You can feel angry. It seems that it is not a simple character. Tell me, what do you want to do when you come to me!"

Roland thought for a while and said, "I originally wanted to say that I wanted to learn Tietou Kung with you, but now, I will say that I want to rent a house here to live in, and get rid of your 'anger'."

Hahaha! The old man made a generous voice and said loudly: "No problem, I like the honest young man the most. There are many empty houses in the courtyard, and only my son and I live. He runs around outside all day long and is not very popular here. You are willing to live there occasionally, which can be considered as adding more popularity to us. You can live in the opposite house, which costs 3,000 yuan a month."

Roland took a breath: "It's too expensive."

Although Roland now earns money from the game every month and exchanges it for at least fifty times the amount, the rental price of houses in the entire county is not high, and three bedrooms and one living room is only about 1,500 yuan a month.

And a house here with a temperature of about 20 square meters costs 3,000, and this person is old and dark.

Roland pretended to think about it for a moment, then gritted his teeth and replied, "3000 is about 3000, it's poor, rich and powerful, who made me want to practice martial arts?"

The old man laughed and felt quite contented.

Roland had no expression on his face, and he was quite content with his heart.

Both of them felt that they had taken advantage of it.

The old man felt that he could get a price of 3,000 in the houses in this suburb, and he was simply a business genius.

And Roland...he felt the energy ball floating around him, and he exclaimed in his heart that he made a lot of money.

Both of them were quite satisfied.

Then Roland took out his cell phone and transferred the rent for the old man for one month.

Although the old man was old, he still had a good time on WeChat. Roland saw that the old man’s WeChat avatar was a young and beautiful girl, and the net name was:

‘The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners’.

Tsk! Slut, the older you get, the more sexy you become.

Putting away his phone, Roland asked, "Old man, your surname is yours."

"My surname is Yu!"

Um?

Roland was stunned for a moment: "What's your relationship with the Yu family?"

In this county town, most of the people with the surname "Yu" come from Shuke's genealogy.

Even the old Yutou of the "Red Star Grocery Store" is Shuke's distant relative. I heard that if you are senior, Shuke seems to be taller than Lao Yutou.

"Well, it's just a branch." The old man looked at Roland with a little weirdness: "Do you know people from our Yu family?"

"Your young patriarch and I are good brothers."

The old man was silent for a while and said cautiously: "Or, I'll return the money to you. If Brother Kunpeng knew that I took his brother's money, it would be strange if I didn't laugh at me."

Roland tsks his voice, feudal traditions harm people.

An old man over 60 years old is actually called "Brother" a young man in his 20s.

"No, if you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows!" Roland waved his hand: "I am indeed renting a house here, and I feel sorry if I don't give me some money."

"Okay." The old man thought for a while. His family was indeed short of money recently: "My name is Yu Kunming, you can call me Brother Ming."

"I'd better call you Uncle Yu. Call the old man 'brother' weird." Roland waved his hands repeatedly and said, "We all talk about our own."

"Okay." Yu Kunming thought for a while and said, "But don't feel at a disadvantage. This is actually a Feng Shui treasure land. It is also great for you to live here."

Roland raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"When you came, did you see the mountain behind?"

Roland nodded. There is indeed a small hill behind the courtyard, which is not high or big, but it can indeed be regarded as a mountain.

"Although the Yu family worships ancestors every year in the ancestral temple, the coffins or ashes of ancestors are buried in the mountain behind. This is the collective ownership of Yujia Village." Yu Kunming touched his bald head and said in a very proud and even proud tone: "The Yu family has stood here for nearly a thousand years, and has produced several celebrities, and even suffered the turbulence decades ago. This is all thanks to this Feng Shui treasure land. It is said that Master visited him and set up a formation in the mountains."
To be continued...