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There is a corridor next to the wall, and if you walk along, you will come to a pentagonal courtyard Fengjitai.

The five guest rooms of the northern winter snow, the southern spring breeze, the eastern summer rain, the western autumn frost, and the sycamore dew are each distributed in a triangular shape, with 18 rooms each.

The northern winter is snow-white with white walls and white tiles, planted with a row of pine trees.

The south spring breeze has green walls and green tiles, and a row of cypress trees is planted.

The eastern summer rain has red walls and red tiles, and a row of chrysanthemums is planted.

The frost in the west is black, the walls are black, and the tiles are black, and a row of plum blossoms is planted.

The sycamore dew yellow wall and yellow tile, planted with a row of orchids.

In the middle of the guest room is a large five-sided flat land with a large square bamboo forest in the middle of the flat ground.

There is a triangular red pavilion in the middle of the bamboo forest, and the eaves of the red pavilion are engraved with floating clouds on one side and a swaying bamboo forest on the other. The three willow characters in the middle are red: Fengyun Pavilion.

Fengyun Pavilion used to be Zhao Idiot's favorite, and he was seen every morning. Now that he is empathetic and don't fall in love, Fengyun Pavilion is also missing a cultural landscape.

On the right side of the courtyard is a black background and white wall: quiet and far-reaching. There is also a corridor in front of the wall, and when you walk along, you will come to a row of two-story buildings with black walls and white tiles.

The small building is built elegantly and atmosphericly, there is no building plaque, and there is a line of cursive writing with white characters on a black background on the doorposts on both sides of the door, which is melancholy and deep and fresh, and it is handsome and handsome to kill Matt.

I have never been to the Samsung Pavilion in my life.

Samsung?

Didn't that long-legged Oba wander around the peninsula, did Zhou Lang borrow the east wind, or did he walk at night without a lantern and suddenly fell into the deep well of Fenggu.

Please, you from the stars, selling cute pouting scissor hands, don't mention this white Ding problem, okay?

No matter how crazy Obago's Samsung is, it can only walk on the road, and a little international vision depends on Apple's mood.

Xuan Yanxing's three stars, that is a bar, the sun, moon and nebula raised their legs, and the cosmic vision blinked.

What is an apple, I'm not happy that I won't let it be on the table for a year, there are many bananas and oranges, all of them are golden, but they are all sweet.

Even Bill was in vain.

Bill: The foreign man who is going to be killed, a thin man of medium stature, with a high nose and a round chin.

This kind of idiotic question is maddening, and you can still run here after being killed? You think it's a silent hill, and ghosts are running around all day long.

Of course, Bill's name is a bit scary, but in fact, he is a glasses brother who has whimsical ideas all day long, skipping classes all day long and not learning skills.

His family name is Gates, and he relies on this name to bluff people into eating. If there is anything special, it can only be said that it has a pair of extremely individual ears, which are particularly international but also very annoying.

Especially the Sichuan people, their eyes are so angry that their eyes are red and their teeth are sour. You say, this glasses brother is not good-looking, just like the big brother next door, but why are the ears so competitive, not a rake but Microsoft.

Behind the three-star pavilion is a long jade corridor, on both sides of the dense thick bamboo thin arch column, to the corridor in the slight arch embrace, long emerald green graceful, covering the sky and the sun.

In the middle of the jade corridor, there is a verandah on the left and right, leading to the Zhao clan temple to the left and Xuanyuan Pavilion to the right.

Behind Xuanyuan Pavilion is the head of Luohan Mountain, there is a Jubao cypress on the mountain, the trunk is slightly inclined to the bottom of the mountain, the bark is mottled, nine thick branches, stretch out high to the surroundings, the leaves on the branches are luxuriant, lush, like nine huge phoenix feathers, the Xuanyuan Pavilion is covered tightly.

Under the canopy, there is the five-story Xuanyuan Pavilion, built against the mountain.

In front of the first floor is a hall, which has more than 500 square meters, called Julongxuan, and there are five secret rooms in the back, such as Qiantian, Kundi, Kanshui, Zhenlei and Xunfeng, each of which is about 90 square meters.

Walking up the stairs from the Xunfeng secret room, the second to fifth floors are the treasures of Zhao Baiyu's collection of books.

There is also a beckoning pine outside the Xuanyuan Pavilion, the tree is nine meters high, at the trunk of the tree at five meters, one branch is sent out on the left and right, it is green and dripping green, slim and elegant. When the morning breeze comes, the branches of the trees sway and dance, as if welcoming guests from afar.

Xuan Yanxing has gone around in such a big circle, where is the core? It's in this low-key Samsung Pavilion.

The first floor of the Samsung Pavilion is just a long and wide corridor. The ground is as empty as a wilderness, and the walls of the corridor are lined up, hanging eighteen filial piety ink calligraphy and paintings, all of which are Zhao Baiyu's handwriting, the frames are lifelike and sincere.

Filial piety touches the sky, bites the fingers and hurts the heart, smells the thunder and weeps the tomb, tastes the decoction, cries bamboo shoots, and lies on the ice to beg for carp.

Abandon the official and serve the relatives, write to save the father, the old Lai entertains the family, sells the body to bury the father, the deer milk serves the family, and the tiger saves the father.

Wangyun misses his relatives, cages his mother, raises his relatives, kneels his father and stays with his mother, and he loses his mother for 100 miles, and he obeys his mother.

At the end of the corridor, there is a small bend, but there is a wide staircase. When I went up to the second floor, I only felt that I was hearing that a new world was thriving.

The outermost room is Feng Yuemiao, the size of three side rooms, and there are three six-seat round tables for drinking tea, and the finished products are distributed in glyphs.

There are three square tables placed in turn on the wall next to each other.

On the outermost red square table, there is an ancient building of the guzheng, and on the wall there are five small characters of "high mountains and flowing water".

There is a Go board on the yellow square table in the middle, two jars of Go pieces, one black and one white, are close together like brothers, and there are five small characters on the wall.

On the innermost Qingfang table, there are lake pens, Hui ink, rice paper, and inkstones. There are also five regular script characters on the wall.

In the middle is Longyangyan, which is a large open room with five wings. On both sides of the door hangs a couplet: Julong Xuan in the Julong Tai, Julong Xuan under the Julong Xuan.

There is only one pure white large round platform in Longyang Yanli, and there are eighteen pure black chairs evenly distributed around the round platform, each chair has a black armrest on the left and right, and there is a black foot pedal below, all of which are closely connected to the pure white jade platform.

The whole Julongtai is natural, there is no trace of artificial carving, and the appearance of being dug up in 18 years has not changed at all. This cannot but be said to be a miracle.

But the real miracle is not here, but an ordinary small room next door, of course, which also has a name: Kui Xingzhong.

The room is not inconspicuous at all, and half of it is a bookcase, and the bookcase is labeled with "The History of Xuan Yan Xingben".

Outside, half of the round table is a large round table of Dai color, on the round table are placed the four treasures of the study, and next to the round table are six circle chairs of red, yellow, blue, black, white and blue.

Don't look ordinary, but it is a unique place of fortune, after strict assessment, talented people and pillars can enter.

The pomp is so big, but the work is too simple, you don't need to lie in bed and not get up, and you don't need to be amazed after three invitations, and you don't need to carry a long sword and dance in the air to roar the heroism of the wind.

What is work, so simple and boring, is to eat bread.

The six pies of red, yellow, green, black, white and blue are all dark fillings, but they can eat six different flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and warm, numb, salty and fresh.

If you choose the right color, sit in the right seat, and eat the right taste, you can bring the six ways of luck to the bread eater, Fulu, Shouxi, Caikang, and eat it again and again. If it doesn't work, it won't be refunded.

Eat the right pie and lift people to high school.

Eat two cakes, Jinshi and brother.

Eat the right three cakes, and the champion parades the streets.

Eat the right four loaves, three yuan ascend to the kui.

Eat five loaves of bread and worship the king.

Eat the right six loaves of bread, secretive, people are not right, will not say.

As the treasure of Xuanyan Xingzhen, Kuixing Cake is deeply humane and only cordial to those who walk in. As for those who touched in, sneaked in, and crawled in, they were all rotten eggs. Of course, this is just a legend and has never happened yet.

As the old shopkeeper of Xuan Yanxing for more than ten years, Lai Jinyun has a comfortable life, has a lot of face, and is loyal to Zhao Baiyu.

No, for Xuan Yanxing's millennium development plan, Lai Jinyun frowned slightly, and kept concentrating on solving the puzzle.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the stairwell.

Lai Jinyun's brows tightened slightly, and his face showed displeasure. They are all old fellows of Xuan Yanxing for many years, and this drum does not need to be hammered.

The cat walks, the dog treats guests, and the sheep talks, today is not a special day, how can Xuan Yanxing not remember the rules of hospitality.

Thinking of this, Lai Jinyun walked out of the counter and greeted him, no matter how big that guy is, he has to be reprimanded well, and he can't lose his discipline because of his evil and ruined my old signboard of Xuan Yanxing.

Just after a face-to-face with the visitor, Lai Jinyun was taken aback by the sturdiness: Grandma Ancestor, this is yesterday. The sun had just come out, and the golden light had not yet flashed, so such a large statue of the Buddha and grandfather was sent.