Supreme Medicinal God

Chen Xinyi and Wu Fei were chatting about this old mansion, and when they saw Father Chen staring straight at her, she also looked at Father Chen curiously.

Found that the look of Old Master Chen changed, Ye Feng asked curiously: "Do you know?"

Chen Xinyi smiled and shook his head: "Impossible, this is my first time to Chen Jiacun."

The wrinkles on Master Chen's face twitched, and he took the crutches picked up by his grandson for him, and smiled awkwardly: "I admit the wrong person, this girl is so familiar, I thought she was my old friend."

Chen Xinyi's smile is very sweet, and there are a pair of small dimples at the corner of his mouth. He flicked the ponytail and joked: "Really, I am actually an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage and don't know who my parents are."

Jiang Yuxin interjected: "Senior Chen, wouldn't you have watched the live broadcast of Carey."

Sun Tiezhu's expression suddenly looked like: "My grandfather usually likes to surf the Internet. He really likes watching live broadcasts."

Everyone was relieved that maybe Grandpa Chen was like Jiang Yuxin. He had watched Chen Xinyi's live broadcast, but he did not remember where she had been seen, and she was mistakenly regarded as the daughter of her old man.

Mr. Chen moved his eyes away from Chen Xinyi and continued to lead Ye Feng into the old house of Chen Jiayuan.

"Ye Shen doctor, are you all here?"

Chen Xinyi just wanted to say that they and Ye Feng only met by chance on the road, but Ye Feng said with a smile: "We have a total of six people, and we are all here. Please trouble the old man to arrange accommodation for us."

"It doesn't matter, that's what the little old man should do."

Seeing Ye Feng counting herself and Wu Fei, Chen Xinyi cast a grateful glance at Ye Feng.

"Senior Chen, I see you full of energy, do you usually do some kung fu?"

Mr. Chen smiled and said: "It's worthy of being a doctor, and I can see it at a glance. I am so good now, I have lost to Yun Shen doctor. I had a serious illness a few years ago. I was bedridden, and the hospitals in town called me I dealt with the matter. I thought I was going to report to Lord Yan, and I just met Yunshen doctor to take medicine here. After he took the pulse for me, he only prescribed me the medicine for three days. With my set of strong gymnastics, I can live to this day."

"Is he sick here last time?"

"He went to Tiankeng to collect medicine and fell ill as soon as he came back. I wanted to take him to the town hospital to take a look. But he said that no one can cure him. He said on the phone that it was you Ye Shen who healed. For his illness, I didn’t expect you to be so young. It’s really a boy since ancient times. Ye Shenyi has a promising future."

Walking into Chenjiayuan gives people a feeling of being outside the paradise, without the hustle and bustle of the city, only the crisp cry of birds, and the breeze of bamboo leaves blowing in the breeze.

Passing through the lotus pond corridor in the courtyard, I came to the compartment beside the embroidered building. When passing the embroidered building, Ye Feng deliberately glanced at the embroidered building and found an ancient copper lock on the door.

Senator Chen felt everyone’s curiosity and explained with a smile: "Our old house in Chenjiayuan is still a protected historical relic unit. This embroidered building has a history of two hundred years and has been in disrepair for a long time. The cultural relics are locked."

After leading everyone to the compartment, Mr. Chen left, and specifically urged a few words: "What do you need, although I told my grandson Tie Zhu that I am old and the action is not too convenient. Now Tie Zhu is from Chen Jiayuan Butler, let him serve you."

"Thank you, old man."

"Sir, you go slowly."

Chen Jiayuan was once the property of the landlord Chen Fanghao's family, but the descendants of Chen Fanghao successively died strangely, and this old Chenjiayuan mansion became an unowned thing.

The village turned the old mansion into a cultural relic and became a scenic spot. Such a large courtyard needs someone to take care of it, because Chen Jiayuan’s old mansion is not well-known, and no one dares to care for it. Dare to do it.

Mr. Chen has become the steward of this courtyard. This has been done for decades.

Usually there are not many tourists here, most of them come here admirably, and the room charges are not much, just enough to repair the courtyard and maintain the daily expenses of managing the old mansion of Chenjiayuan.

Jiang Yuxin finally couldn't help asking the news to Tie Zhu: "Tie Zhu, do you know the haunting of this ancient house? Your grandpa has worked here all his life. Have you ever seen Waner's ghost?"

Tie Zhu's eyes flickered and seemed to hide something: "This is all made up by someone making up. How is it possible, I have also been a housekeeper here for two years, let alone ghosts, I haven't even seen a fierce beast."

"Brother Tie Zhu, we have checked it online. Look at the introduction to your old Chenjiayuan mansion on my phone."

Seeing the messages from netizens, Tie Zhu knew that he could not hide it. Under the offensive of Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er, the line of defense immediately collapsed.

Tie Zhu pressed his voice and looked mysteriously: "I told you this, you can't talk nonsense, I have lived here with grandpa for many years, I haven't seen Waner's ghost, but grandpa has seen it with my own eyes. Chen Fanghao’s sons, nephews, and grandsons died inexplicably. That curse is true."

"Although we haven’t seen Wan’er’s soul, we never dare to walk around in the yard on the full moon night, and don’t let that embroidered building enter. The most frightening thing is that every full moon night, red There will be bright lights in the embroidery building, this is what I saw with my own eyes."

Both Jiang Yixue and Chen Xinyi showed a surprised look. Although they both knew that this ancient house was a strange event, it was not new. They were all seen from the Internet. I heard the person Tie Zhu say it in person, but it felt different, very real .

Tie Zhu's big man, with a straight face, was not like that kind of person.

Jiang Yuxin asked suspiciously: "The lights are bright in the Red Embroidery Building? Could it be that you forgot to turn off the lights?"

Tie Zhu smiled bitterly: "You think it's an electric lamp. There is no electricity in the Red Embroidery Building. There are kerosene lamps in the 1930s in the Red Embroidery Building. I often go in and clean it. I know it. At night, come out and see, scared me almost..."

Jiang Yuxin's face was pale: "Don't say it, I feel my goose bumps are all up. Let's change the subject."

Lan Ling'er laughed contemptuously: "Don't you say that you are brave, a story scares you."

Seeing her sister afraid, Jiang Yixue opened the topic: "Brother Tie Zhu, is there a restaurant in Murakami?"

Tie Zhu clapped his head: "I almost forgot to tell you that you will provide all three meals a day. The restaurant is in the west wing hall, which is the opposite wing. We usually open for dinner at 6 pm and at 12 noon. At 8 o'clock in the morning, we are relatively remote here. Some foods have to be bought in the town. If you have any changes, please inform me in advance and call me to stay on the coffee table in the living room."

(End of this chapter)