Did Mr. Xu Confess Today?

  Chapter 479 Adventure

  When the two people returned to the meeting room again, the laughter in the meeting room suddenly stopped.

   "Sorry, I haven't had a good rest recently. I have a headache just now. Now it's better. Let's continue."

  Sorry. Look, is this what the big devil can say? Mr. Ali was so shocked that he looked at the big devil dumbfounded.

  Alice looked at this serious nonsense brother, and turned her head to look at Luo Xin again, amazing, really amazing, it makes sense in a few words, cow! Really awesome!

   "Let's continue the discussion."

  "Discussion." After being stunned, Mr. Ali was at a loss. Who can stand it? After having a girlfriend, his personality has become softer. It used to be a notification, now it has become a discussion!

  Following the problem of Zhuji Lane, they continued to talk, they continued to improve the copywriting, polished the rhetoric, and finally reached an opinion to continue to advance.

  The other party will come to Z city next month for field trips, and by the way, we will contact Junxian to discuss the plan first. Before that, they had to go to Huizhi Village and watch the venue first.

  "Well. I heard that when I checked the information, I first stated that I just heard! I heard that there is a haunted house, and there are often college students going to explore."

  They actually found it all, but Zhong Cui reminded it.

   "It's not deep mountains and old forests. Besides, there are so many villagers living there. It will be developed into a tourist attraction. They are all made up to scare cowards like you."

  Zhong urged his neck to shrink and lean against him, “If you go anyway, everyone will go together. It’s too scary.”

   "Haunted house? Really? Sister Bones, I apply for an adventure in the haunted house!"

  Chen Chen sprang up suddenly, and threw his phone aside, insisting on exploring.

  "Explore your wool! Who asked you to call me Bone Sister! I asked you to call it!"

  Chen Chen would not be passively beaten, causing the bone spirits to chase him and beat and scold him.

  It was a serious matter, but it ended in the scolding of the bones and Chen Chen's harassment.

  The next morning, everyone who had a meeting yesterday was arrested in the village of Huizhi. The relationship between the bones and spirits specially asked the respected Moblai in the village to help introduce them, and by the way, learn more.

Mo Bo is not kind but not fierce. I told them the history of the village. Before they entered the fairy hall, Mo Bo confessed nothing more than not touching randomly. The walls may also be unstable. Be careful not to walk upstairs with several people at the same time. , That's it, nothing else, Zhong Cuizhe is still scared, Chen Chen is brave and has to take the lead. It's rare that he is passionate about one thing, so let him take it easy.

This four-story watchtower is the gatehouse of Huizhixianguan. Compared with those like gunhouses in Kaiping, Guangdong, this gatehouse is more delicate, because it is a tower built by pleasing people. Although overgrown with weeds, you can still see the fine carvings. The eaves are carefully cut, the weeds in the yard are full of people, and the wind and shadow are shaking because of insufficient lighting, which looks gloomy. Coupled with the green water of the pond opposite, the atmosphere is even more solemn.

   "I heard that the nearby students often come to explore, what do you say they are exploring?"

  Zhong’s reminder reminded Luo Xin to take a breath. Although a few people came together, although she was an atheist, there were too many legends in the world, and the more they understood, the more people were afraid.

  "Is this place really suitable for bookstore?"

  Even Alice couldn't help being confused. Although it was daytime, because it was dilapidated here, people felt oppressed inside. Only a small piece of sky in the atrium, and the rest of the place was unbearably depressed.

  Luo Xin seemed to look at the pillar next to him, and began to be in a daze.

Her little head can always play a small theater in her brain, without being disturbed by external factors. She keeps all the scenes in her mind, holding on to the wooden pillar next to her, closing her eyes, as if seeing the sound of wooden fish, following Mo The story Uncle told, and the news that she asked before, she seemed to see a group of women chanting scriptures and worshipping the Buddha. They were plainly dressed and pious, without any distracting thoughts. They were just chanting scriptures, and they were all in hope.

  Can't escape fate in the world, blind dates are inaccessible, sitting alone without words and looking beyond the world.

  Have an original spouse, a regular wife, and a concubine. They are all poor people.

  At that time, the sky was very blue, and the years were mottled.

  Now the sky is still very blue, and people's hearts are mottled.

  Many versions of the story are popular, no one knows which one is true, but Luo Xin seems to be willing to believe in being kind to others, and kind thoughts must have existed in this room.

  Opening his eyes, he saw Xu Jun guarding himself, and everyone else was scattered around them and took pictures with a measuring ruler.

   "Do you want to understand?"

"Um."

  He didn't ask her about her feelings, because he knew she was going back to process and sort out her thoughts.

Xu Jun took her to walk around when other people regained their feet. Next to this fairy hall is the ancestral ancestral hall. It must have been a lot of work for the host to build this fairy hall next to the ancestral hall. No matter what the truth is, at least it was deeply affectionate at the time.

The ancestral hall is still private. They took a few more glances outside the gate before entering. In such a quiet village, the ancestral hall is almost the area of ​​three middle-income families. It takes into account both Chinese and Western aesthetics and carved frescoes. It is extremely exquisite, with heavy eaves and spires, decorated with green glazed tiles, and Western kaleidoscope windows on the windows of the inner room. It can be seen that the design at that time was very elegant.

   Xu Jun didn’t want to look at it, but Luo Xin seemed to let him see that such an ancestral hall was the soul and hope of ancestors for generations.

  "Do you still stick to the word-by-word copywriting design?"

"insist."

  "How do you solve the Chinese-Western integration and then combine with Jiuxi?"

  "If you want to break new sorrows with new sentences, ask the flowers without words with a smile."

   "Are you talking about using your new method to break the original design?"

"no."

Luo Xin seemed to shook her head. She meant that the poem written by the original author of this poem seemed very exquisite, but careful study was nothing more than expressing sorrow for composing new words. She has asked people in the village. Whether it is descendants or people in the village, they don’t have much affection for this fairy hall. It’s just the building placed there, and even rumors of haunting have spread. It is not like the ancestral hall next door. It is so protected by others, but eroded by the years at will. In the final analysis, it is just a place for women to chant scriptures and worship Buddha. Women's status in this village is originally low, and the wind and sun have long been deserted. Later generations thought that these women were nothing but a new gift. It's nothing more than a sorrowful woman with strong words. She is a combination of Chinese and Western but is actually flashy. She is only known for being haunted.

  So unbreakable and unreliable, becoming a bookstore may be truly powerful in copywriting, and the abandoned Xianguan will become a well-known bookstore. In any case, there is positive energy in it.

   "Positive energy, good use."

  (End of this chapter)