Chen Xinyi and Wu Fei were talking about this notorious old house. Seeing that Old Man Chen was staring at her, she also looked at him curiously.
Noticing the change in Mr. Chen's expression, Ye Feng asked curiously, "Do you know each other?"
Chen Xinyi smiled and shook her head: "Impossible, this is my first time in Chenjia Village."
The wrinkles on Mr. Chen's face twitched. He took the cane that his grandson had picked up for him and smiled awkwardly: "I recognized the wrong person. This girl looks so familiar. I thought she was the descendant of an old friend of mine."
Chen Xinyi smiled sweetly, with a pair of dimples at the corners of her mouth. She swung her ponytail and joked, "Really? I'm actually an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage and I don't know who my parents are."
Jiang Yuxin interrupted and said, "Mr. Chen, you haven't also watched Xiao Xinyi's live broadcast, have you?"
Grandson Tiezhu looked enlightened: "My grandpa also likes to surf the Internet, and he really likes watching live broadcasts."
Everyone felt relieved. Maybe Mr. Chen was just like Jiang Yuxin. He had watched Chen Xinyi's live broadcast but couldn't remember where he had seen her and mistook her for the daughter of an old friend.
Old Master Chen shifted his gaze away from Chen Xinyi and continued to lead Ye Feng into the Chenjiayuan ancient house.
"Doctor Ye, are all of you here?"
Chen Xinyi was about to say that she and Ye Feng and the others just met by chance on the road, but Ye Feng smiled and said first: "There are six of us in total, and we are all here. Please trouble the old man to arrange accommodation for us."
"It doesn't matter. That's what an old man should do."
Seeing that Ye Feng also included herself and Wu Fei, Chen Xinyi gave Ye Feng a grateful glance.
"Mr. Chen, I see that you are full of energy. Do you practice Kung Fu?"
Old Master Chen smiled and said, "You are worthy of being a miracle doctor. You can see it clearly at a glance. I am in such good health now, all thanks to Miraculous Doctor Yun. I had a serious illness a few years ago and was bedridden. The hospital in town asked me to handle my funeral. I thought I would have to report to the King of Hell, but I happened to meet Miraculous Doctor Yun who came here to collect herbs. After he took my pulse, he only prescribed me three days of medicine, and the disease was cured. He also taught me a set of physical exercises, which is why I am still alive today."
"Did he get sick here last time?"
"He went to the tiankeng to collect herbs, and fell ill as soon as he came back. I wanted to take him to the town hospital, but he said that no one could cure him. He said on the phone that it was you, Divine Doctor Ye, who cured his illness. I didn't expect you to be so young. It's true that heroes have always emerged from youth. Divine Doctor Ye has a bright future."
Walking into Chenjiayuan, one feels like arriving in a paradise. Without the hustle and bustle of the city, there is only the clear chirping of birds and the rustling of bamboo leaves in the breeze.
Walking through the corridor beside the lotus pond in the courtyard, Ye Feng came to the wing room next to the embroidery building. When passing by the embroidery building, Ye Feng deliberately glanced at it and found that the door was locked with an ancient copper lock.
Sensing everyone's curiosity, Mr. Chen explained with a smile, "Our Chenjiayuan Ancient House is a protected historical and cultural relic. This embroidery building is 200 years old and has fallen into disrepair. In order to prevent outsiders from breaking in and damaging the cultural relics, it is locked up."
After leading everyone to the wing room, Mr. Chen left, and specifically reminded them a few words: "If you need anything, just tell my grandson Tiezhu. I'm old and it's not very convenient for me to move around. Now Tiezhu is the housekeeper of Chen Garden, so let him serve you."
"Thank you, old man."
"Take care, old man."
Chenjiayuan used to be the property of the landlord Chen Fanghao, but Chen Fanghao's descendants died mysteriously one after another, and this ancient house of Chenjiayuan became ownerless.
The village applied to have the ancient house become a cultural relic and a tourist attraction. Such a large courtyard needed someone to look after it. Because the Chenjiayuan ancient house had a bad reputation, no one dared to look after it. Only Old Man Chen, who had been working in Chen Fanghao's house, dared to do it.
Old Master Chen became the steward of this courtyard and did this for decades.
Normally there are not many tourists coming here, most of them come here because of its reputation. The room fees collected are not much, just enough to repair the courtyard and maintain the daily expenses of managing the Chenjiayuan Ancient House.
Jiang Yuxin finally couldn't help asking Tiezhu for information: "Tiezhu, do you know that this old house is haunted? Your grandfather has worked here all his life. Has he ever seen Wan'er's ghost?"
Tie Zhu's eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something: "This is all made up by someone. How is it possible? I have been a housekeeper here for two years. Let alone ghosts, I haven't even seen a ferocious beast."
"Brother Tiezhu, we have checked everything online. Take a look at the introduction of your Chenjiayuan Ancient House on my phone."
After seeing the comments from netizens, Tiezhu knew he could no longer hide the truth. Under the attack of the two beauties Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er, his mental defenses immediately collapsed.
Tie Zhu lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Don't talk nonsense about what I told you. Grandpa and I have lived here for many years. I have never seen Wan'er's ghost, but Grandpa has personally seen Chen Fanghao's sons, nephews, and grandsons die inexplicably. The curse is real."
"Although we have never seen Wan'er's soul, we never dare to walk around in the yard on full-moon nights, and we are not allowed to enter the embroidered building. The most frightening thing is that every full-moon night, the red embroidered building will be brightly lit. I saw it with my own eyes."
Jiang Yixue and Chen Xinyi both showed surprised expressions. Although they all knew that the supernatural events in this ancient house were not new to them as they had seen them on the Internet, it felt different when they heard it from the person involved, Tiezhu, himself. It was very real.
Tiezhu is a big man with an honest look, and he doesn't seem like the kind of person who talks nonsense.
Jiang Yuxin asked doubtfully, "The lights in the Red Embroidery Building are brightly lit? Did you forget to turn off the lights?"
Tiezhu smiled bitterly: "You thought it was an electric light? There is no electricity in the Red Embroidery Building. The Red Embroidery Building has kerosene lamps from the 1930s. I often go in to clean, so I know everything. I came out on a full moon night to take a look, and I was almost scared..."
Jiang Yuxin's face turned pale: "Stop talking, I feel like I have goose bumps, let's change the subject."
Lan Ling'er laughed contemptuously and said, "Didn't you say you were brave? You were scared by just one story."
Seeing that her sister was scared, Jiang Yixue changed the subject: "Brother Tiezhu, is there a restaurant in the village?"
Tie Zhu slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot to tell you that I will provide you with three meals a day. The restaurant is in the hall of the west wing, which is the wing opposite. We usually open for dinner at 6 pm, noon at 12 pm, and at 8 am. Our place is quite remote, so we have to go to town to buy some food. If you have any changes, please inform me in advance. I've left my phone number on the coffee table in the living room."
(End of this chapter)