Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 581

Fortunately, the furniture of the ancients was mostly wood, so her ability can perfectly control the wood to grow again.

In an instant, the wood repaired itself, while stabilizing the casement and bed boards, it also kept them in their old color, without any sign of being refurbished.

The two joined forces, and within a short while, the windows in Xueyuan were bright and clean, and they could move in with their bags.

Bai Junjun was happy: "If you dare, we can still open a house renovation shop. I'm not afraid of not making money."

Li Wenli smiled helplessly: "Let's forget about such a heaven-defying method. If we use it in a big way here, people will treat us as monsters."

Bai Junjun sighed helplessly.

What a shame for such a good job.

Otherwise, with so many dilapidated houses in ancient times, what would they have to earn.

The two returned to the first yard, and everyone was lighting a fire and cooking.

Li Wenli went to help, and Bai Junjun asked Ah Dao and the others to put the things from the Prince's Mansion in Xueyuan.

Hearing the word Xueyuan, Ah Dao was stunned.

After all, he grew up in Snow Garden when he was young.

Ah Dao returned to Xueyuan with the quilt in his hand, seeing everything that was familiar seemed like a world away.

It was as if his master and senior brother were still practicing martial arts here.

Compared with A Dao's face of deep nostalgia, the rest of the people entered the snow park for the first time.

What they were looking at just now was the main courtyard, and those main courtyards were overgrown with weeds and messy.

I never thought that there is such a neat side courtyard here.

The entrance to the yard is a small garden with a messy landscape. There is a stone wall in the middle of the small garden to block the situation behind.

There is a word "snow" on the stone wall.

This is also the characteristic of this mansion.

Almost every courtyard has a small garden at the entrance, and then a stone wall blocks the view inside.

For the ancients, drafts were the most taboo, and this wall was used to cut off drafts through the wall.

A few people walked around the stone wall, and saw that there was still a big courtyard inside, but from this courtyard, the inside was smooth and clean without any clutter.

Looking at the courtyard, Ah Dao couldn't help feeling: "This is where we practice daily."

When Bai Junjun heard the words, he thought of the past uncontrollably in his mind.

There is only a small landscape garden between her orchid garden and the snow garden. In the past, she often heard the sound of ping-pong-pong fighting from the snow garden.

She is always impatient to let people come and make things difficult for her to disturb her piano learning.

Later, at some point, there was no sound of fighting in Xueyuan.

Thinking of all the arrogance and unreasonableness of the original owner in the past, Bai Junjun shrank his neck guiltily, and brainwashed himself: I didn't do it, it's none of my business.

But Ah Dao seems to have no time to trouble Bai Junjun.

He just looked at this place with nostalgia, his eyes filled with sadness and nostalgia.

There are three rooms at the end of the martial arts field, the middle is the master's room, and there is a study room on the left and right, one is for the master and the other is for the young master.

The son's room is on the left, and there are two guest rooms besides his room.

However, the young master has few friends, so these two guest rooms are almost vacant, and no one has ever lived in them.

Opposite the son, that is, on the right side of the martial arts field, there are also three rooms, and this is the room of the dead soldiers.

Each room is a Datong shop, with a total of 30 positions.

Xiao Chan asked curiously, "Brother A Dao, which room do you sleep in?"

A Dao pointed to the room closest to the gate.

The rule of the dead is that the stronger the ability, the closer to the master, and the same is true for the room.

Among the dead soldiers, he was the youngest and had little combat experience, so he slept in the outermost room.

(End of this chapter)