Chapter 41 · What kind of mother-daughter-filial piety theater is this?

The morning of black humor passed quickly, and under the leadership of Xuan Yuzhishang, Ke Zhiguang and Bamboo Knife Forging probably walked around here.

Basically, he opened a door in front of him, casually introduced, and then quickly pulled in, and the introduction process was so simple and rude.

The camera crew had been following them not far behind, recording what could be called a cold and violent friendly session.

To be reasonable, in the past famous battles, these links are quite friendly, the title holder as the owner, generously presents the scene in the house to the opponent, and introduces them enthusiastically and patiently to every piece of the collection, every small object, including his own wedding photo in the wedding room is also one of the contents of the introduction.

But today's cold scene before the war can also be called a fresh and exciting experience for the audience.

Ke Zhiguang has been paying attention to the surroundings, whether there are any strange displays, as we all know, but there will always be strange phenomena in this kind of thing that is related to antiquities.

But after so long of shopping, I really haven't found anything like it.

Including the cherry blossom tree in the center of the garden, it has not yet reached the flowering season, but it has already stubbornly grown branches and buds, and it has not shown anything.

Not every tree will be as peculiar as the delicate peach tree in the Peach Blossom Zhai.

"Is there any historical background to this ancient mansion?" Ke Zhiguang asked directly.

"No, it's just an ordinary ancestral house, and the ancestral business has nothing to do with chess." Xuan Yuzhi replied briefly.

"What about the servants, they're all on vacation?" Now it's the turn of the bamboo knife forging to ask.

"Only a small number of chefs will be left for cooking, and the rest of the rooms will be vacated for everyone."

The people here refer not only to Ke Zhiguang and Bamboo Knife Forging, but also to the personnel related to the event.

According to the past practice, if the owner of the famous general at that time only lived in a small apartment, there was no need to entertain these miscellaneous people.

Just a few words, a little bit of the situation has opened up, and I can ask some questions at will, and I will no longer be as deadlocked as I was just now.

The filming crew behind them also immediately became excited, and they may have already prepared the title of "The Trio Finally Breaks the Deadlock" in their hearts.

From the interior to the outside, walk from the wooden bridge in the courtyard all the way to the warehouse opposite, and then circle back again.

The house is no problem.

The only problem is only Xuanyu Zhishang himself.

The rotten aura of the symbolic spirit on his body that would overflow at any time has always existed.

If that's the case, it's easy to do.

If there is a problem with the object, you have to consider rubbing a roll, waiting for the weather to be suitable, and if it is a person, just pick it up.

There's nothing simpler than a hammer man.

Now what makes Ke Zhiguang most curious is the symbolic spirit on Xuanyuzhi.

And the props that burst out after hammering it off, speaking of which..... The treasure map has been offline for a while, and maybe this time it will become a new treasure map.

It's also possible that this quest series is all about the treasure.

"The visit to the Lower Humble House has come to an end, and I hope the two of you can challenge me tomorrow with a perfect attitude, and see you again." He gave a cold look before disappearing to the end of the hallway, back to the living room used as a training room.

Looks like he's going to spend the night here.

By the way, after shopping for so long, there is another good news to mention, that is, there are really no third-grade girls here, so you don't have to worry about suddenly squatting in.

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Night falls.

The night is normal, except for the eerie atmosphere of this place as an ancient house itself, everything else is fine, which means that you can move around freely tonight.

After visiting the place in the morning, and after dealing with the media in the afternoon, it's time for free time.

Xuanyu Zhishang didn't show his head in the living room, and the cat stepped outside the door to eavesdrop, and he could indeed hear the sound of falling children from inside.

The room on the other side of the bamboo knife forging is the same, and occasionally you can hear him doing push-ups and putting out the sound of crazy output to the floor, maybe the chess swing is broken, as a punishment to motivate himself.

Not...... That sounds like a lot of idleness.

But seriously, the day before the tournament, it's best not to touch chess too much, which Saito advised, and it just happened to be in line with my previous life cognition.

Instead of having time to play chess, it is better to have a SPA to relax, and forget which chess player said in the previous life, a game champion is 700,000 yuan, if he spends 700 yuan to do a massage to relax, he can help himself improve the probability of winning the championship by 1/1000, it is all earned.

Later, he really spent 700 yuan for a massage.

But I really didn't win the championship, and it seems that I didn't even make the first few points.

Of course, this life is different, some hot springs have special effects, and maybe there are massage parlors that can also help add buffs.

Standing calmly in the courtyard, looking at the vast night sky, Kojiko suddenly remembered something Saito had said.

Every night he won the Dragon Throne, he dreamed that he was in the universe.

Is that what this starry sky means?

Ke Zhiguang stretched out his five fingers to the sky and shook it empty.

This can be regarded as self-regulation before the competition, thinking of something very distant, but magnificent.

While I was thinking about life here, a familiar voice came from outside the walls of the courtyard.

"Mother, you're all here, just let me go in alone!"

"That's not good, my good daughter, I have to supervise you to hand over the gifts and souvenirs to your colleagues in a down-to-earth manner."

"I'll give it to you!"

"I'm not referring to the kind of people who put their produce in front of someone's room and then slip away, I mean the kind where you respectfully hand it over to a colleague and don't forget to say goodbye politely when you leave."

"That's a lot of trouble!"

"That's why I'm here to oversee you."

Then there was the grinding sound of tugging, the sound of small leather boots pulling thick lines on the ground.

"Damn! How can you personally send your daughter to your colleagues, where does this make me lose face! ”

"Don't worry, you're only 15 years old, and under normal circumstances, girls of your age are sent to school by their parents."

"Go! Don't lie to me, don't think that my recent interpersonal circle doesn't include ordinary female high school students, and the ghost will let my parents pick them up and drop them off at school, let alone the place of work! And I'm 16 years old already! The first year of the first year has passed, and so has the Spring Festival! ”

"Cut! I even know this kind of thing, so I have to use a strong hand, you call this kind of move a strong hand in Go, right? Come on, strong hand! ”

Then there is the sound of a fight.

Ke Zhiguang seemed to have a short circuit, and scratched his back spoon in a daze.

A strong atmosphere of sand sculptures hit, just listening to the dialogue, the ghost knows what kind of small theater of mother and daughter filial piety this is.

Looks like there's something else going on tonight.

I can finally pry a glance at the score of Harushima deer!