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"Bang bang bang... creak!"

Ji Feng first knocked on the huge vermilion courtyard door, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no response, so he directly clasped his hands together, unexpectedly, the heavy courtyard door, which seemed to be three meters high, opened in response.

As the courtyard door opened, a scent of fragrance came in. When I looked up, I saw many unknown flowers and plants blooming in their most beautiful moments in the courtyard, and there were even more than a dozen fruit trees on them. Hanging full of sweet fruit.

Apples, pears, jujubes, longans, and lychees are almost identical. Although there is only one tree of each fruit, you can tell that these fruit trees have grown for at least a hundred years just by looking at the trunks that require at least one person to hug them.

"anyone there?"

Ji Feng saw the yard full of flowers and plants, although the scenery was very nice, but he also knew that such a deep house and large compound would never be happy for a stranger to break in casually.

After waiting for a long time, no one responded to Ji Feng's inquiry.

This is not my own to break in, I asked first but no one answered.Thinking of this in his heart, Ji Feng directly raised his legs and entered the yard, admiring the exotic flowers and plants on both sides of the road while walking, but he continued to ask the master how he was doing.

For several minutes, Ji Feng had to find sadly that there was still no one there.

In the whole courtyard, except for the gatehouse next to the entrance, there are all wing rooms on the left and right sides, but there is a place like a stable in the corner of the wing on the right. There is no hay in the stable.

Right in front of you is a huge palace-like building with three stories high. At a glance, there are dozens of houses lined up in a row. Ji Feng doesn't know which dynasty or generation he belongs to. In this regard, Ji Feng really There is no research, and in the past, at most, I watched an ancient costume whip show occasionally.

After walking for a few minutes, he finally came to the front of the main hall. This time, Ji Feng didn't ask any questions at all, and just pushed the door open. Sure enough, there was no sign of human activity inside for a long time, and Ji Feng entered the hall stepping on a huge bluestone slab. .

In the center is a pair of tall grand master chairs, with a square table on each side, and a long coffee table in front of it.There are more than a dozen smaller chairs on both sides of the hall. The difference is that the square tables are matched with each other, and all the square tables have a neat set of teacups.

After a glance, Ji Feng's eyes lit up, and he saw a letter on the coffee table in front of the teacher's chair, and hurried over.

Going around to the front of the coffee table and looking down, there are indeed a few big characters written in small script on it with a pen, "Ji's descendants and grandchildren"

A trace of surprise flashed across Ji Feng's eyes, how did the owner here know that the person surnamed Ji would come in?Could it be that this is not something left by my ancestors?

Ji Feng smiled and shook his head in disbelief, picked up the envelope and opened it, and took out the letter inside. The paper looked old and slightly yellowed, but the content on it caught Ji Feng's eyes.

"Ji Jia Erlang, since you can come here, it means that you have opened the dragon jade pendant. I am Ji Fu, the 42nd generation descendant of the Ji family."

Ji Feng suddenly felt a surge of respect in his heart. If he remembered correctly, he seemed to have heard from his grandfather that Ji Fu was his great-grandfather, but Ji Feng didn't know why his great-grandfather's calligraphy was left here. Hastily continued to read.

After a while, he understood that the so-called family heirloom of Ji's family, that is, the jade pendant hanging around his neck, was something special.

Great-grandfather was a figure in the late Qing Dynasty. He became an official to the second rank at a young age. He was the seventh generation owner of the Shenlong jade pendant. The entire space of the jade pendant was also built up by great-grandfather and the previous six generations.

In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, seeing the situation was unstable, the descendants of the Ji family fled here, but this also violated Yupei's default rules, and they were punished by almost cutting off the roots of the Ji family.When the great-grandfather felt that he was about to die, he wrote this letter and put it here. If the descendants of the Ji family are lucky enough to come in, please remember not to let anyone in casually, otherwise, the scale of the jade pendant space will turn it into Flying ash, disappeared between heaven and earth.

At the same time, I also talked about the architectural pattern in the space. Although there are dozens of doors here, each door leads to a different place, such as Song Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, Qing Dynasty, Republic of China, and even more distant future era.

And the hall is also a place to entertain guests. The door behind the hall is connected to a comprehensive market. Occasionally, guests will come with the owner to sit, drink tea and chat, but it is only in the hall, and even the other party does not even know the hall. If you can't get out, it can be said that the hall and the market are integrated.

The market has everything you need, even if you don't go out, you can live comfortably here alone, without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of your life.Of course, you have to be able to bear the loneliness.

Because the great-grandfather led the family into the space of Shenlong Yupei last time, the whole family was almost exterminated, so in the scale of the new space, except for the owner, anyone else entering here will be destroyed immediately. Feng must remember not to bring anyone else into the space.

In the end, I said that everything in the space is left to future generations, and I am afraid that it is the only descendant of the Ji family, because when my great-grandfather wrote this letter, it was already in the late 60s. On the edge of his mouth, he was still an old man back then, and his great-grandfather looked over 70 years old, but it is said that he is over a hundred years old, and no one knows how old he is.

After receiving the letter with some regret, Ji Feng decided to go to see the fabled market first, but Ji Feng pushed the door at the back, but it didn't move at all, and it was useless to let him try his best.

After returning in vain, Ji Feng had no choice but to give up this idea, and walked towards the study on the right with the letter from his great-grandfather in his hand.

This time, it opened with a slight push. Inside is a study room covering an area of ​​more than [-] square meters. There are more than a dozen rows of bookshelves lined up on the walls and bluestone boards. Most of the bookshelves are full of books. , only a few two or three bookshelves are slightly empty, but it is only relatively.

Ji Feng was a little surprised again, this room must have at least a few thousand volumes, right?

When Ji Feng walked through the bookshelves row by row, he found a lot of bamboo slips in the innermost row. He didn't dare to move them for fear of falling apart. When he looked down, the hieroglyphs on them really made Ji Feng feel a little bit stunned. Dazed, these things are destined to be impossible for him to see clearly.

At most, half of the books can be understood by themselves, and they only understand the words on them. The current Ji Feng can't tell the specific meaning.

Walking to the desk by the window, he touched the empty surface of the desk with his hand, and there was not even a trace of dust. Ji Feng was a little surprised. No one has been here for at least decades. Why are you so quiet? Woolen cloth?

Sitting down on the chair behind the desk, looking at the furniture in front of me that probably had a touch of modernity in the entire space, a smile could not help but emerge from the corner of his mouth.

The great-grandfather left a lot of things to his unworthy great-grandson, not to mention other things, just cut down the big trees outside and sell them, which is worth the old nose's money, not to mention the books with higher value.

The drawer of the desk was not locked. He opened the large drawer in the middle and found a file bag inside. After opening one, Ji Feng jumped up in shock, his eyeballs almost fell to the ground, and his hands were a little bit awkward. Looking at the above text tremblingly, read softly: "Jeju Island Ownership Transfer Agreement"