Jiang Han experienced it six years ago, even when he was fourteen years old! Now Jianghan revisits it again, and he still thinks it is so fascinating.
Even though he said he would never set foot here again, he broke his promise after all!
There were reasons why he had to go when he first went to Jianghan, and there were reasons why he had to come this time!
Walking people in Guigutian roadside vegetable garden are mostly dressed in retro style, but they are not surprised by Jianghan’s fresh-dressed urbanites. On the contrary, their eyes are full of kindness!
For them, sometimes they come here to look for ghosts to treat patients, and they also dress up like Jianghan, because many Jianghu people also have their own industries in the city, but generally speaking, if there is an urban industry that is dying, the ghost medical consultation fee for Jianghu people is also very expensive!
At every turn, 12,000 yuan of gold sometimes directly bankrupt those people, but Rao has never been rejected for so many years!
If money and life were a normal person, they would still judge questions!
Perhaps the only thing that puzzles them is that Jianghan doesn’t look like a man whose life is hanging by a thread.
Jianghan saw some familiar faces, people he met six years ago, but he resisted the impulse to say hello after all, even though they were good before.
When Jianghan walked past the man, it was six years ago that Jianghan knew Han well. He raised his eyelids and took a look at Jianghan’s back and smiled. "There is a saying that a good horse doesn’t eat grass back, but a horse that eats grass back is not necessarily a good horse. Unfortunately, it is still messy!"
After talking about it for a few words, this man bowed his head and began to peel the corn quietly!
The indigenous people in Ghost Valley live in brick houses instead of thatched huts. They burn their own kilns and build their own houses. Sometimes they make hot urbanites feel unreasonable, but sometimes they have a bright side!
Although these so-called brick-and-tile metropolises have a great lack of aesthetic feeling, it is already commendable for Jianghu people!
Walking all the way, I think it is finally at the end of this small village! Jianghan stopped in front of a blocked single-family house!
This is a single-family house, and the bamboo house used to open three doors, one hall and two rooms, surrounded by bamboo fences, which is particularly eye-catching among a group of brick houses!
"Baicaotang"
It is also a bamboo plaque with the words Baicaotang lightly printed on it. This is the Guigu Shengui Guigu Belief House.
At the same time, it’s also the place that the rich Jia people, whose lives are hanging by a thread, dream of!
"Good knife method!"
The word "Bai Cao Tang" on the plaque is not written by a pen, but carved by a knife. There is nothing left to deliberately render it. Only according to the old and new traces of bamboo, the handwriting is unique, and the handwriting is scattered. Today, when the dragon and snake are gone, the score still hangs a faint front!
Jiang Han saw this plaque several times six years ago, but he didn’t look closely. This time, he suddenly realized that the person who painted this plaque was either a knife master or a painter, or both!
"Since you’re here, don’t you come in?"
No one first heard Jianghan’s figure suddenly shocked, and his face was full of excitement. A trace of intriguing guilt passed in his eyes!
Crossing the bamboo steps and crossing the bamboo fence Jianghan saw an old man sitting in a plush chair in the hall with fragrant teas!
The crane hair and the child’s face are all red, and the generous and rich purple robe makes the old man look special! The old man’s face was expressionless and he couldn’t recognize his emotions. He put down a cup and turned to look at Tang Jianghan quietly!
"Sir!"
Jianghan respectfully shouted at the old man without any neglect.
You’re a rich businessman and a tycoon, and you’re in a terrible position! When you get to this ghost valley, no matter what you want, when you get to this herb hall, you have to respectfully call a-sir when you see this herb!
It’s a rule. Ghost Valley rule!
Volume One Hidden Dragon Don’t Chapter 32 Something had happened.
"Come?" Mr. Baicao light way
"coming!" Jianghan is equally calm.
"Do you remember what I said to you when you left here five years ago and what I said to you?" Sir, the tone is as usual.
"Remember!" There is a trace of guilt in Jianghan’s voice.
"Then why did you come back!" Mr Tone suddenly a clot!
Jianghan looked slightly stunned. "I need the northern wild silkworm!"
"no!" Mr. Wang replied simply and blurted out that there seemed to be no room for manoeuvre, but Mr. Baicao always talked about color changes. His eyes were always calm and staring at Jianghan, but Jianghan had taken the lead in looking away.
He felt that he was naked and couldn’t hide anything. Even his hard wrapped heart seemed to have been exposed to his eyes!
"I was listening to the heart …"
"No!"