The plants in this yard are different. In other yards, they are planted with decorative flowers and plants, but most of the plants planted here are grain and fruit trees. A row of small trees are planted along the wall of the yard. These trees
Although it is small, it exudes a smell like vanilla. This smell is refreshing and can purify the air. However, after the smell of meat outside floats to the vicinity of the yard, it can no longer come in.
Like a natural protective wall.
At this time, Chen Zhi took a closer look into the courtyard and found that the layout of the courtyard was designed. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary residential courtyard, but upon closer inspection, there was a pickaxe, a water tank, and a wooden structure in the middle courtyard.
The pots and even the positions of the flowers and plants all imply the formation of Qimen Dunjia.
The style of the houses in this area is also different from other places. It is very similar to the residential style of the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties. The small houses in the yard are very delicate and simple. Although the walls are also made of white jade, they are no longer so jeweled and eye-catching.
Dazzling. The small house is a two-story structure. The door on the first floor is open, but the upper windows of the attic on the second floor are nailed shut with wooden boards. No windows are exposed, making it look airtight.
"There is something wrong with this house," Chen Zhi whispered to Ghost Sword. "Let's go in and take a look."
In the current situation, everyone can't get out of the yard yet, and the stone is in very bad condition. Chen Zhi asked everyone to rest in the yard and hide for a while. He called Pang Wei and went in with Ghost Sword.
Arrived inside the house.
As soon as he stepped into the door of the house, Chen Zhi felt the strong smell of vanilla coming to his nostrils. He saw beads of exotic grass and fairy vines hanging on the door rail, with bunches of bright red fruits hanging on them like coral beans.
When it comes down, it exudes a strong smell of vanilla, which completely isolates the meaty aroma from the outside.
The decoration in the room is really elegant. A sea dragon lantern made of pinched silver wire hangs from the ceiling. It is inlaid with a huge luminous pearl, which illuminates the room as bright as day. In the middle of the room, there is a white gauze and gold lantern.
The plain screen of nanmu has only a set of white porcelain tea bowls on the table, which is typical of the style of the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties.
Everyone was about to enter the inner room to take a look when Guidao suddenly held the handle of the knife and said in a low voice, "Be careful, there is someone upstairs."
Guidao's words startled both Chen Zhi and Pang Wei, and they looked up in unison.
"Is there anyone? Is it possible that there is anyone alive in such a ghost place?" As soon as Fat Wei said these words, he heard a soft cry from upstairs.
"Woo~wu~wu~", "Woo~wu~wu~"
The cry was whimpering and vague, sounding like a woman crying.
Chen Zhi's nerves immediately became tense. There shouldn't be any living creatures in this deathly silent city, so what could be the thing crying above? Is it a demigod? Or a ghost?
"Woo~wu~wu~", "Woo~wu~wu~"
The sound of crying upstairs became louder and louder, desolate and melodious, very sad, as if he was crying to them on purpose to lure them over.
"Let's go, since everyone has sent out invitations, let's go up and have a look!" Fat Wei said with a smile, turned around and walked upstairs.
"Wait a minute," Chen Zhi lowered his voice and grabbed Fat Weidao.
"Don't rush up there. Have you ever thought about what's up there? Let's go out and discuss it first and make plans! Don't be too reckless."
"What could it be? It's not a human being anyway," Fat Wei said with a smile, "Chengzi, aren't you mentally prepared yet? Since we have already entered a place like this, we encountered a goblin, a female ghost or something like that.
There’s nothing strange about it.”
After Fat Wei finished speaking, he took out the shiny Dakaishan from the leather knife bag and pressed it to his side. He signaled to Ghost Sword and climbed up the stairs without hesitation. Ghost Sword followed closely behind him. Chen Zhi
After hesitating for a moment, he followed.
The stairs here are the kind of simple stairs that go up and down in ancient times. In fact, to put it bluntly, they are just wooden ladders. People actually need to use their hands and feet to climb up. Wherever the feet step on, the ladder creaks, making it impossible to do it quietly.
live.
The crying upstairs was not affected by this sound, and was still crying loudly, with an eerie sound that made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.
The second floor is different from the first floor. It has a small layout and looks like a woman's boudoir. The furnishings in the boudoir are exquisite, with luminous pearl lighting hanging on the walls. In front of it is a wooden couch and chair, which is covered with brocade rong mat.
, there is a carved lacquered wooden table in front of the couch, with a sapphire incense burner placed on it. In the innermost part of the room is a wooden embroidered bed, with a green gauze curtain hung on it and decorated with colorful silk ribbons on both sides. Next to the curtain, there is a wooden
Customized wardrobe.
And the woman's crying sound slowly came from the closet.
Several people gathered around the closet door and watched for a while. There was no other movement in the closet except for crying. At this time, Ghost Sword pulled out his long knife and gave Fat Wei a wink.
Fat Wei understood, turned sideways and hid beside the cabinet, stretched out his hand and suddenly opened the closet door.
The crying suddenly stopped, and a woman's white face emerged from the closet.
This woman is very delicate and looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old. Her skin is thin and white, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, her face is like peach petals, and her eyes are filled with tears. She is wearing a robe and silk skirt that was common in the Yuan Dynasty, and a green inlay around her waist.
A precious belt with white pearl flowers on her hair.
When the woman saw them, she was filled with surprise and fear. She hid behind the cupboard door with tears in her eyes and said in a strange tone, "You, who are you?"
"You asked us who we are, and we also want to ask you who you are?" Fat Wei said with a smile, "Sister, let's not act like a fairy tale here! Don't pretend to be afraid of being like this.
, are you a ghost, a god, a fox fairy, etc. If you have any magical powers, just use them!"
"How do you know I am a fox fairy?" The woman's eyes were filled with tears and she said in great fear. "Do you know my husband? Did he ask you to save me?"
"Your husband, who is your husband?" Pangwei seemed to find the woman's reaction interesting. He pointed at Chen Zhi and asked, "Is he your husband?"
"Insolent!", the woman suddenly said angrily, "My husband is Ren Quan, a third-rank official in the current dynasty, and I am his first wife, so I must not be rude."
Hearing the words Ren Quan, Chen Zhi's head immediately buzzed.
The name Ren Quan was too familiar to Chen Zhi. Before coming to Shandong, Lao Jiandou showed him the information about the tomb of the gods. The name of the Shandong official who recorded the "Family Notes" was Ren Quan.
He was from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. He described in "Family Notes" that when he was young, he had several romantic relationships with a woman named Qing'e. Qing'e once told him that she was actually a fox.
He advised Ren Quan and his family to escape from this place as soon as possible and gave them a pearl as a gift.
Later, after Ren Quan obtained the imperial examination, he went to look for Qing'e but could not find her trace, so he recorded the matter in "Family Notes". (For details, read Chapter 192 Tomb of the Sky Fox God -
The disappeared village)
"You said your husband's name is Ren Quan, then what's your name?" Chen Zhi immediately looked at the woman warily and asked.
The woman blinked, looked at Chen Zhi, and said without hesitation: "My name is Qing'e."