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??434: Chapter 207 Jingjing’s Autumn Night_2

434: Chapter 207 Jingjing’s Autumn Night_2

Cen Dongsheng stretched out his hand to push open the creaking wooden gate and stepped into the courtyard, where a damp, musty sll assailed him.

The courtyard’s stone path was covered with moss, and the once blooming flowers in the garden had withered into mud; in the corner stood an ancient well, its edges similarly covered with moss, its water long since dried up.

The main structure of the ancestral ho featured the classic layout of a Qing Dynasty Jiangnan Siheyuan, with many of the green bricks of the walls peeling off and cracks visible everywhere on the grey-tiled roof eaves; a tattered red lantern hung beneath the eaves, swaying “wu wu” in the wind.

“It’s just like a setting from a ghost film.”

“Yeah.

I rember when I was a kid watching ‘The Old Corpse of the Village’, it had a similar scene…”

They crossed the desolate courtyard to the main hall and the side rooms; the furniture in every room was covered with a thick layer of dust, with cobwebs strewn across the mahogany tables, chairs, and carved folding screens.

Walking further inside, there was a small garden in the backyard that also occupied a decent area, but it too was almost completely overtaken by wild weeds, and the artificial hill and pond had dried up, leaving only the bare pond bottom, exposing cracked earth; the lotus leaves had wilted into pieces of dark brown remains.

At the center of the pond, the small pavilion at the top of the stone steps had rotten beams, and the entire roof was slanting, likely to collapse at any mont.

This place had been uninhabited for many years, and apart from rats, mosquitoes, and weeds, there were no other residents.

“It looks like there’s no clue to be found.” Song Yutang sighed, “Nor can I see any signs of recent human activity.”

“The Fengshui Master was in charge of designing this ancestral house nearly a century ago, and over the past hundred years, this place must have been renovated more than once; yet now, the descendants of the Fengshui Master have abandoned this place…”

…

After half a day’s fruitless search, the two girls couldn’t help but feel sowhat disheartened, but Cen Dongsheng appeared quite composed as he consoled them,

“Don’t be too upset, this kind of thing is common.

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