Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "Two little heroes have arrived home."』『』』』』』" Wang Binglin stood about seven meters ahead, with a calm face. His figure looked particularly majestic under the night, and his face was extremely loyal and honest.

"Oh, so fast!" Tianhong responded in a hurry

At the same time, the two accelerated their pace towards Wang Binglin.

Wang Binglin's home is an old and ancient house with a large base area in appearance. There are two quite quaint vermilion doors at the main entrance. Although it has been disrepair for a long time, you can still feel the grandeur and spectacular.

It is estimated that this house will last at least two hundred years.

I'm afraid it's an ancient house that has been passed down since the Qing Dynasty.

The two helped Wang Binglin push the cart into the room, and then carefully looked at the ancient house.

This house has a two-in-one and two-out pattern.

After entering from the main entrance, I first had an open-air patio, which was about fifteen square meters. There were many cloud patterns carved with stones around the patio, and some were very easy to plant.

The style of wealthy families in ancient times.

In the middle of the patio, there is a square ancient well, which should have been around for at least a hundred years from the moss on the well shore.

Just look up from the patio and you can see the starry sky falling on the green tiles at night, which is simply beautiful.

Four rooms are arranged on all sides of the patio, all of which are made of blue bricks, black tiles and wood carvings. The flowers and plants painted on the walls of the house are decorated with the wisdom of the ancients, making people amazed at the magical strokes of ancient craftsmen.

In addition, in the main hall in the middle of the house, there is an ancient table of willow trees, which gives people a smooth and cold feeling when touched, an antique.

And the deepest part of the main hall is enshrined with several ancestral tablets.

Because it was far away, who was worshipped on the tablet for a time?

In addition, out of politeness, it is not convenient to come up and observe carefully, so Tianhong and Yubing did not care too much about this issue.

There are four Taishi Chairs around the Quluo Wooden Table. Unlike the Taishi Chairs we often find, these four Taishi Chairs were actually brushed with black paint. Under the bright and destructive fire light of the candlelight, it was obviously a little strange.

After the two of them looked around roughly, Tianhong exclaimed at Wang Binglin: "Uncle, is this really your family?"

Wang Binglin smiled kindly at Tianhong and replied patiently: "That's right, this is my family. Is there anything wrong with it?"

Tianhong waved his hand repeatedly and said, "No, there is nothing wrong with it, I just feel that the uncle's family seems to be a nobleman from ancient times."

Wang Binglin laughed and joked: "Does the nobles in your impression live in such a house?"

Yu Bing also echoed: "Yes, I think only landlords in ancient times would live in such a house. Did Uncle Wang's family live in the past?"

Wang Binglin looked at Yu Bing and sighed, and replied slowly: "Once upon a time, my family was considered a well-known figure in Chenzhou City."

"This room was passed down from my ancestors. I used to live in my brother. Later, my brother left Chenzhou for some reason, and this room naturally fell to me."

"Since my brother left, our family has become increasingly weak. After arriving at me, my family has fallen into decline. I don't know how long it can protect this old house, alas..."

Yubing was already very excited when she heard Wang Binglin talking about him having another brother, but later when Wang Binglin sighed that his family was in decline, he couldn't help but feel melancholy with him.

Tianhong directly comforted: "Uncle, prosperity and decline are destined to be destined, why should we be too sad? Actually, I am quite curious, why did your brother leave Chenzhou?"

Wang Binglin smiled and responded thoughtfully: "It's all old things, it's better not to mention them or not to mention them."

Seeing that the other party didn’t want to mention his brother, Yu Bing obviously had some hidden information. Could it be that Lao Jintou was really Wang Binglin’s brother? That was a coincidence!

But since he didn't want to say more, there was no need to continue asking.

Seeing that the two of them didn't ask anything, Wang Binglin smiled bitterly and shook his head, and told them to sit for a while before he would prepare meals for them.

Tianhong and Yubing agreed naturally.

After he left, Tianhong found Zhang Taishi chair and sat down, and said mysteriously: "Yubing, there is something wrong with this matter. Maybe his brother is the old golden head, you say......"

Unexpectedly, before Tianhong finished speaking, the gourd around his waist suddenly trembled, and after shaking for a while, there was no intention of stopping.

"What's going on?" Yu Bing looked at Tianhong and asked in surprise.

"I don't know either. It seems that Wang Dingkun is making a fool of himself. Does he want to come out?" Tianhong asked in an unknown way by pressing the gourd with his hand.

"Then you just open the gourd and let him come out. Maybe he sensed something, so it's just a matter of fact to come out to remind us!" Yu Bing's thoughts and analyzed it carefully.

good!

Tianhong agreed readily and quickly uncovered the gourd lid.

Holding your breath for two days, waiting quietly.

After a while, Wang Dingkun's figure appeared next to the sky kerosene lamp.

But unexpectedly, after he came out of the gourd, he turned around and looked around the room.

Tianhong confusingly said to Wang Dingkun: "Hey, what's going on today? Why are you running around in the gourd!"

Wang Dingkun did not answer Tianhong's question, and still glanced at the entire room with his dead-eyed fish.

After looking around the whole house for a week, I finally fixed my eyes on the signs that worshipped the throne of our ancestors.

At this time, his whole body began to shake, and the expression on his face also twisted. Under the dark candlelight, it seemed more difficult than crying

Especially the pale and pale faces, coupled with the quaint and dark smell of the room, it is extremely weird.

If Tianhong and Yubing were not familiar with Wang Dingkun's personality, they would have been scared to pee their pants on the spot.

Tianhong felt very upset when he saw that Wang Dingkun ignored him at all, so he was about to reach out to pat him. But as soon as he reached out, he was stopped by Yubing.

"Don't bother him. From his expression, he obviously knows this place. It is very likely that he will be so excited and sad when he returns to his ancestral house!" Yu Bing reminded carefully.
Chapter completed!