Wang Fan followed Wenrenyu to the inner hall, he couldn't help but sigh that this villa is really big, and I am afraid that I will have to get lost if I turn alone.

Wen Renyu continued to brag non-stop, like a machine gun, toot toot......

Wang Fan took out two silver needles from his pocket and inserted them into the acupoints on the back of his neck, and everything was quiet.

Those two acupuncture points blocked the hearing in the five senses, and at this moment, the whisper in front of him was like a monkey crawling and rolling, jumping around and shaking in front of Wang Fan's eyes.

Wang Fan looked up and saw a huge mural above the hall, which should be the work of a European painter, Leonardo da Vinci and others.

A naked David raised his finger, and Jesus, opposite him, raised his finger, fingers almost colliding with each other, as if leading.

Of course, it is not the main body here, the real paintings are still on the walls of the palace of Vannel, these are the subtle wall paintings.

Wang Fan walked along the hall as if he had been through an art exhibition, and the murals around it were meticulously engraved.

There are a few fake paintings on the wall, and there are all kinds of sculptures, and the poisonous tongue bites Haipuses, and the broken arm of Venus is half-exposed.

In front is a fork, and up is a wooden staircase leading to the top.

The fan-shaped glass windows on the top are polychrome glaze, the most expensive glass on the market, produced in Europe and used mainly as the ceiling of churches.

There was also a hallway behind the stairs that seemed to lead somewhere.

Wang Fan walked along the corridor, and the creaking sound of stepping on the wooden floor indicated that there was an empty shell underneath the corridor, and there should be an underground passage or, like the Japanese style, leave an empty space underneath to prevent moisture.

The corridor is flanked by wooden windows that are covered with cellophane and cut out on top and bottom.

The cellophane is opaque and cannot be seen outside, but the light on the wall on the left is more intense, and it stands to reason that the exit to the room can be found by walking to the left.

Wang Fan walked dozens of meters before he found a cloth barrier at the end of the fish waves, he opened the curtain, behind the curtain was indeed a long corridor leading to the north and south, Wang Fan walked along the left side.

There are many Japanese-style door frames on both sides that can be pushed open just like home kitchen doors and windows.

Many of these doors are open, inside are tatami mats or wooden tables and cushions, the decoration is relatively elegant, the walls are hung with calligraphy and paintings, pasted with cherry blossom wallpaper, the ceiling on the top is made of nanmu splicing, and the lamps and lanterns are simple and have ethnic characteristics.

A road leads to the outside, and countless cloth curtains are opened, and some Dongying myths and legends are painted on those curtains, such as the Baqi Snake, the Wine Swallowing Boy, the Gu Bird, and the Tengu, and the images are vivid.

Finally, there is a screen, on which the flowers of the four seasons are drawn, Wang Fan pushes the screen, and the courtyard behind it is revealed.

Unlike when I first came, this yard was very simple, with no features, and a mess of babies, only a thatched house, and a towering tree.

The tree is a variety of sycamores, and many sycamores have fallen from the ground, and the smell is like dust after rain, and the trunk is rugged and stout, ten meters high, and the two of them hug each other, and the root system below protrudes from the ground and is intertwined.

The thatched hut stood next to the sycamore, the door was open, and Wang Fan walked over and saw no one.

He suddenly remembered that he had just blocked the noise of hearing people's words, but he accidentally lost him, and the kid only cared about talking to himself, and he didn't care about whether Wang Fan listened or not.

Wang Fan walked into the house and found that although the house looked dilapidated from the outside, it was new inside, with everything and elegant and quiet decoration.

A wooden table stands in the center, on which many books are shelved, and there are also thread-bound books on the bookcase behind it.

An oil lamp stood on the table, the four treasures of the study room were placed in a mess, the unfinished ink had dried, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and there was a sense of morale.

Four big words: "Tianbao rewards diligence" fell on the paper.

There are also many paintings and calligraphy scattered on the ground. There were a few paper baskets in the corner, and some framed scrolls were placed inside.

A wooden bed leaned against the window, and the light poured in, gilding the quiet room.

Wang Fan stayed inside for a long time and then went out, he had a general impression of the master in his heart, he was a majestic old man.

Wang Fan came out of the thatched hut and saw a secret door on the brick wall at the back of the room, he pushed the secret door open, and there was a vegetable garden outside.

Most of these vegetables are common vegetables such as loofahs, cucumbers, tomatoes, etc.

It seems that the owner takes care of it very carefully, these vegetables should be set up in the shed, and the empty ones are carefully planned in accordance with the planting manual, as well as the fertilizer and water stains on the ground, indicating that the watering and fertilization are very diligent.

However, these dishes do look like they are about to die, with their heads drooping one by one, the leaves are sallow, there is no sign of insect gnawing, and they should have been sprayed with pesticides.

Wang Fan squatted down to take a closer look at the surrounding feng shui, and he found that there was a mountain behind the villa in the forest park, and the mountain overwhelmed to form a shadow.

In addition, there is a secret door at the back, which organizes the plants in this yard to circulate the air, and the big tree behind the secret door is a primate, with aura, and the spirit and nutrients under the feet of these vegetables are sucked away by the tree, and they naturally do not grow tall.

And all around, there are gold, stone villas, water, lakes and pools at the door, wood, primate sycamores, fire, Tianshan Zhengyang, earth, and black yao stone guarding the door.

The five elements are complete, this is a good place to raise the spirit, but planting vegetables is indeed a dead place, like smelling the atmosphere of people's houses and feng shui, which should have invited Mr. Feng Shui to arrange the pattern.

But Mr. Feng Shui has walked through the heavens of several generations, for the sake of his own life and well-being.

They generally like to find a little bit wrong when looking for a cemetery, and they like to leave a blank space when making a house feng shui diagram, that is, they leave a place where they don't talk about anything, which will not cause any harm and no benefit.

The place where this vegetable field is located should have been built with a mourning hall or temple, so that the tail in the middle is just to absorb the spiritual energy, supply the people of the entire villa, and promote the prosperity of the descendants, but growing vegetables is a ghost?

Wang Fan took out two copper coins and threw them on the ground, in this direction, it is still not appropriate to plant the vegetable field here.

In the long run, the vegetables will not survive, and they will help the old sycamore behind the secret door to become fine, this is a matter of creating demons and destroying the way of heaven, and someone will inevitably be involved in it and punished by heaven.

Do you want to tell them about this heavenly opportunity?

As soon as Wang Fan stood up, he saw an old man not far away carrying a flat pole and hanging two buckets of dung and staggering over.

He walks like a fly, he should have a solid foundation in martial arts, although the bucket shakes, no feces shake out, and his waist strength is strong, which is tied out of a small horse step.

(End of chapter)