"The two little heroes have arrived home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Wang Binglin stood about seven meters away in front of him, looking at the two of them calmly, his figure looked particularly majestic at night, and his face looked even more loyal.

"Oh, so fast!" Tianhong hurriedly responded

At the same time, the two quickened their pace and walked in the direction of Wang Binglin.

Wang Binglin's home is an antique old house, from the appearance of the house, the area of the house is quite large, there are two vermilion lacquer doors at the main entrance that look quite quaint, although it has fallen into disrepair, but you can still feel the grandeur and magnificence.

It is tentatively estimated that the house is 200 years old, to say the least.

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

The two helped Wang Binglin push the cart into the house, and then took a closer look at the ancient house.

This house is a two-in, two-out layout.

After entering from the main entrance, the first thing you see is an open-air patio, about 15 square meters, with a lot of moire carved in stone around the patio, and there are some very beautiful bonsai.

At first glance, it is the style of a large family in ancient times.

In the middle of the patio, there is a square ancient well, and judging from the moss on the shore of the well, it should be said that it has a hundred years old.

As soon as you look up from the patio, you can see the starry sky sprinkled on the Biwa Feiyong tonight, which is simply beautiful.

There are four rooms on the four sides of the courtyard, all of which are made of blue bricks, black tiles and wood carvings, and the flowers and plants painted on the walls of the house are embellished with the wisdom of the ancients, which makes people have to marvel at the genius of the craftsmen of ancient times.

In addition, in the hall in the middle of the room, there is an ancient table made of curved willow wood, which gives people a silky and cold feeling when touched, and it looks like an antiquity.

In the deepest part of the hall, there are several ancestral tablets.

Due to the distance, it was difficult to see who was enshrined on the tablet for a while.

In addition, out of politeness, it is inconvenient to come up and observe carefully, so Tianhong and Yu Bingzhi didn't pay too much attention to this problem.

Around the willow wooden table, there are four Taishi chairs, which are different from the Taishi chairs we usually see, these four Taishi chairs have actually been painted with black paint, and under the light of the candle flame, it is obviously a little weird.

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

Wang Binglin smiled kindly at Tianhong and replied patiently: "That's right, this is my home, is there anything wrong?" ”

Tianhong waved his hand again and again and said: "No, no, there is nothing wrong, I just feel that the uncle's family seems to be a dignitary in ancient times." ”

Wang Binglin laughed and quipped: "Do the dignitaries and nobles in your impression live in this kind of house?" ”

Yu Bing also echoed: "Yes, I think this kind of house should only be lived in by landlords in ancient times. ”

Wang Binglin looked at Yu Bing and sighed, and replied slowly: "Once upon a time, my family was also a figure with a head and a face in Chenzhou City. ”

"This room was handed down by my ancestors, and it used to be my brother's residence, but then my brother left Chenzhou for some reason, and this house naturally fell to me."

"Since my brother left, our family has begun to decline day by day, and after coming to me, it has been a family in the middle of the road, and I don't know how long this old house can be guarded, alas............"

Yu Bing heard Wang Binglin talk about that he had an elder brother, and he was already very excited in his heart, but later he heard Wang Binglin lament that his family was in the middle, and he couldn't help but feel melancholy with him.

Tianhong comforted directly: "Uncle, the rise and fall are fate, why be too sad, in fact, I'm still curious, that brother of yours, why did he leave Chenzhou?" ”

Wang Binglin smiled and responded thoughtfully: "It's all old things, don't mention it, don't mention it." ”

Yu Bing saw that the other party didn't want to mention his brother, it was obvious that there was something hidden, it was not that the old golden head was really Wang Binglin's brother, it would be too coincidental!

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

Wang Binglin saw that the two didn't ask anything, so he shook his head with a wry smile, and told the two to sit down for a while, and he went to prepare a meal for the two.

Tianhong and Yu Bing only promised to agree.

After he walked away, Tianhong found a Taishi chair and sat down, and said with a mysterious face: "Yu Bing, this matter is boring, I can't tell if his brother is an old golden head, you say ............."

Who knew that Tianhong hadn't finished saying this, and the gourd on his waist suddenly trembled, and after shaking for a while, he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.

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

"I don't know, it seems that Wang Dingkun is a ghost in the hu, does he want to come out?" Tianhong pressed the gourd with his hand and asked inexplicably.

"Then you just open the gourd and let him come out, maybe he sensed something, so he has to come out to remind us of the end!" Yu Bing's mind is delicate and analytical.

Good!

Tianhong replied happily, and then quickly opened the lid of the gourd.

Two days held their breath and waited quietly.

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

But what was surprising was that after he came out of the gourd, he didn't even look at Tianhong and Yu Bing, but turned around and looked around the room.

Tianhong was puzzled and said to Wang Dingkun: "Hey, what's going on with you today, why are you running around in the gourd!" ”

Wang Dingkun didn't answer Tianhong's question, and still scanned the whole room with his dead eyes.

After looking around the room for a week, I finally fixed my eyes on the sign dedicated to the ancestral shrine.

At this time, his whole body began to tremble, and the expression on his face was distorted, and in the dim light of the candlelight, it looked more ugly than crying.

Especially the miserable white face, coupled with the quaint and dark smell of this room, it is simply extremely weird.

If it weren't for Tianhong and Yu Bing being familiar with Wang Dingkun's character, they would definitely be scared to pee their pants on the spot.

Tianhong saw that Wang Dingkun didn't care about himself at all, and he was very unhappy, so he was about to reach out to pat Wang Dingkun, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by Yu Bing.

"Don't bother him, judging from his expression, it is obvious that he knows this place, and it is very likely that he will be so excited and sad when he returns to the ancestral house!" Yu Bing reminded carefully.

Tianhong glanced at Yu Bing in disbelief, and then looked at Wang Dingkun suspiciously, and then said in an uncertain tone: "Really? ”