There was silence in the darkness, cicadas chirping in the distance, and old, dusty air floated around Xu Wen.

It was like he had a dream, but he knew it was real.

I don't know how long it took, a little dim light appeared in the darkness, and the light gradually approached, and Jing Cheng's face appeared like a float.

After experiencing such a strange scene, Xu Wen is unexpectedly calm now. He turned slowly, staring at the other man.

Jing Cheng carried a white paper lantern, smiled at him, and called him: "Little sir." ”

Xu Wen subconsciously looked at his feet and found that they were stepping on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He became more and more calm-headed, and said, "It's useless for you to lock me up here, if you can't fix it, you can't fix it." ”

"Why?" Jing Cheng asked, tilting his head sideways.

Is there anything else about why?

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. Xu Wen wiped his face and patiently reasoned with him.

"The first is money. Let's do the math. ”

He curled a finger and said, "First, the cost of materials." To restore such ancient buildings, it is generally necessary to restore them as they are, and wood must be used for wood, and stone must be used for stone. If you are particular about it, you can't use ordinary substitutes, you have to find the same materials. The price of solid wood is calculated by the square, and the cheapest pine wood is more than 200. This is a wooden building, how much wood is needed, how much does it cost?"

"Second, the cost of tools and equipment. You have to buy tools for all kinds of work, and you have to rent large machinery and equipment, right? How much does it cost?"

"Third, labor costs. Ancient buildings have to be repaired by professionals, and it is possible to repair them in ten or twenty years. How much does it cost? Have you ever calculated?"

Xu Wen waved his hand and drew a circle, and concluded, "The cost of repairing such a house is at least one billion, and I can't earn a fraction of it in a lifetime!"

"That's a good summary, but you're wrong about one thing. Jing Cheng also held up a finger.

"What?"

"There's no labor cost, and you can fix it yourself. ”

"I don't know anything about such a professional thing!"

"No, you can learn. ”

“......”

Jing Cheng was gentle and drizzling, but Xu Wen was speechless.

"What if I say I really can't fix it?" Xu Wen asked a little weakly.

"Then it's better to stay here for the rest of your life. ”

With a snap, the lantern was gently placed on the table, and Jing Cheng took a step back and disappeared into the darkness.

The air around him calmed down, and Xu Wen was sure that he was no longer here.

Xu Wen did not feel relieved because of this, but his heart sank. Jing Cheng was so relieved to leave him here alone, he could only be sure that he would definitely not be able to escape.

Even so, Xu Wen still did not give up. He put the ball on the ground and checked it back and forth.

Finally, he returned to the Four Seasons Hall, sat down on the steps of the doorway, and let out a long sigh.

He made sure of the situation he was in.

This was the first dilapidated house he had seen, and as he thought, it would take a lot of work to restore.

The front to the two camphor trees, and then to the wall of the garden, is the scope of this house. Within this area he could move freely, and everything outside of it was blocked by an invisible but real wall of air, and there was no chance of escape.

This wall is like a so-called enchantment in the comics, which makes people feel very unreal. But now that it actually exists in front of Xu Wen's eyes, Xu Wen can only accept it.

In other words, unless he repairs this mansion as Jing Cheng said, he will really be trapped here for the rest of his life and will never be able to get out again.

But Jing Cheng's request was originally impossible to complete.

The ball came out of nowhere, wrapped around his leg as usual, and looked up to rub his palm.

Xu Wen touched its furry little head and whispered, "I'm sorry that you were locked up here with me." When I went out and encountered a haunted house, this luck was really amazing!"

Qiuqiu buried his face in the palm of his hand, and Xu Wen laughed twice.

He suddenly remembered his resignation.

There was a dispute between the company and the construction party, and Xu Wen knew that the construction party was more reasonable, but he couldn't help explain it at all.

Before he came here, he also received a phone call, which was from the foreman Lu Lihai.

Lu Lihai said that he contacted the big boss of the collection hall, that is, the rich second generation, and wanted to explain the plan to him in person. The big boss agreed, and the design department must have nothing to say.

He heard about Xu Wen's resignation, but he still wanted to ask him to be a middleman and help explain to the big boss.

Xu Wen politely refused.

He was born in Chinese, and his biggest weakness was his lack of professional knowledge. Sometimes the design department discusses serious matters with the construction party, and it is difficult for him to understand. In this case, how can he help explain to the big boss? How can he explain clearly what he doesn't understand at all!

It's really troublesome if you don't come from a professional background......

If he can learn, he wants to learn too.

Xu Wen let out a long breath and fell on the steps with his back to the sky.

The night is as cool as water, and the stone steps are cool through the skin, and the heat of the day is completely gone.

Qiuqiu was licking his fingers again, Xu Wen came back to his senses, looked down and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

That's right, from noon to night, he came to this old mansion after completing the inheritance procedures, not to mention Qiuqiu, he himself has never entered a drop of water or a grain of rice.

Jing Cheng wouldn't be going to starve him to death here, would he?

Anyway, you have to find some water to drink first.

Xu Wen sat up, walked to the side of the well in the backyard with Qiuqiu, and took a look.

The moonlight shines in the well, and the mirror generally reflects the light.

Yes, there is water in the well.

But how do you fight it?

Xu Wen's gaze fell on the tattered wooden barrel next to him.

He bent down and picked up the barrel, thinking to himself: what kind of house to build, it would be good to repair this bucket first and drink some water.

As soon as this thought flashed, Xu Wen's feet suddenly softened. There seemed to be an invisible suction force on the ground, pulling him down!

Xu Wen only felt a sinking and floating, and a strong and short-lived sense of weightlessness hit.

When he came to his senses, he immediately felt that his surroundings had changed.

The darkness turned into light, the silence turned into noise, and several people were talking around him at the same time, and it was not clear what was being said.

Haunted again?

Xu Wen raised his head, just in time to see a middle-aged man stroking his beard, and said reservedly: "It's useless to talk more, you can only apprentice in half a year, and whether you can get started depends on the performance of the boys in the past half a year." ”

This middle-aged man is not tall, wearing a long shirt, and looks a little unnatural. The first thing Xu Wen noticed was that this middle-aged man was wearing an ancient costume. It's not an antique Hanfu or something, it's an ancient costume.

Not only him, but also those who surrounded him. Everyone was dressed completely differently from the ones Xu Wen was familiar with.

These people were currying favor with the middle-aged man.

"What the master said is that my kid is handed over to the master, although the master disciplines, he should be beaten, he should be scolded, and there will be no second words!"

"The master introduces the door, and the practice is in the individual. It is already a blessing for the master to be able to accept the iron rod, and it depends on him whether he has a creation or not. ”

The middle-aged man showed a satisfied expression and swept his gaze to this side.

Xu Wen gradually came back to his senses and found himself standing in a small courtyard, with several thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys standing beside him. They were also dressed in ancient costumes, shabby, but the pulp was very clean, and at first glance, their family was not in a good situation, but they were fully prepared to come here.

This is...... Do parents send their children to school?

The teenagers were visibly a little nervous, and when the middle-aged man looked over, everyone stood up straight, and a short man pulled the hem of his shirt to make it a little straighter.

Compared with their cautiousness, Xu Wen, who was looking around, seemed to be a little out of tune, and the middle-aged man's gaze swept over him, frowning slightly.

The men flattered for a while and finally left. Before leaving, they each pulled their children to tell him carefully, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked up to Xu Wen and talked to him, asking him to listen to the master, be filial to the master, be diligent, and have a job in his eyes.

Xu Wen nodded blankly, and the man glanced at him hatefully, hugged his fist to the master, and left.

This is a ...... It feels so real.

In the end, only the "master" and Xu Wen and these teenagers were left in the courtyard.

The master didn't speak to them directly, but waved his hand to call a young man in his twenties, pointed at him and said, "This is your Senior Brother Zhou, you listen to him in the future, and you will do whatever he asks you to do." ”

The teenagers saluted one after another, and Xu Wen subconsciously followed suit. Senior Brother Zhou didn't return the courtesy, and said to the master with a smile: "Master, leave it to me, you can rest assured!"

The master smiled a little, nodded at him, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Senior Brother Zhou respectfully watched the master leave, and when he turned his face, he became cold and cold.

"You guys, follow me!"