Chapter 833 Eye-Opening

Mr. Yuan and his party were really puzzled. Yang Yuxin’s daughter actually became the master of this place?

What they didn't expect was that this was just the first stimulus they received today.

At about half past seven, Yang Yuxin also appeared. She and Gao Qiang took everyone around the manor.

Unknowingly, it has been more than a year since Feng Jun took over this manor. Because it has attracted spiritual energy all year round, the flowers, plants and trees in the manor have grown extremely lush.

As they wandered along, they approached the valley. Everyone soon noticed the thick white mist generated by the trapped formation.

"You can take pictures of this white mist if you want," Yang Yuxin said in a deep voice, "But I'll tell you in advance that you can't take pictures after the white mist. Please cooperate."

After passing the white mist, there is the Spiritual Plant Formation. There are many knowledgeable people in this group.

"Here, is that ginseng?" Someone shouted loudly, "It must be hundreds of years old, right?"

"I'll tell you, that's Ganoderma lucidum...is it Ganoderma lucidum? It's not a sculpture shaped like Ganoderma lucidum, right? Why is it so big?"

"Ahem," Gao Qiang coughed twice, "Quiet, everyone, please be quiet. There are people doing cleaning work nearby, so don't disturb others."

There was no need for him to come forward to receive him today, but in any case, Yuan Huapeng could be regarded as his sponsor, and he had to give him face. In order to prevent others from suspecting, he had changed "cultivation" to "qingxiu".

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a voice called out in a very shameless manner, "King Wu, that's King Wu."

The one who shouted was none other than Yuan Youwei, the son of the "Zhuzhu". He pointed at a crow in the sky and shouted with joy.

King Wu had a very good memory and recognized this little guy. It barked twice in dissatisfaction, but made no other movements.

At this time, the voices of the visitors had already muted, but looking at the large area of ​​spiritual plants, everyone's eyes were burning.

Mr. Peng pointed at a plant, his mouth couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yang, I want this stick. Please give me a price... Ask Boss Feng how much he is willing to sell it for."

At their age, all they want is to live a few more days, and the life-saving effect of ginseng is known to everyone, not to mention that Mr. Peng is from the Northeast. It can be known from the fact that he calls ginseng a stick.

"Mr. Peng, you are overthinking," Yang Yuxin said helplessly, "Zhuangzhu Feng's things will not be sold. He is not short of money, and I dare not ask... If he gets angry, I will be in trouble."

"Aren't you short of money?" The person who always made the argument couldn't help it, "If we offer one billion, do you think he can sell it?"

Yang Yuxin looked at him with disdain, "Old man, don't be arrogant. Do you know how much a gram of mutton-fat white jade is?"

The old man shut up immediately. Thinking about the small jade building he saw just now, he really didn't dare to talk about it with one billion.

When Li Ting saw this, she immediately spoke up to coordinate the atmosphere, "It's important to be careful with such a good thing. Not to mention a thief, if a wild boar or something jumps in, the loss will be heavy."

"Wild boar?" Yang Yuxin smiled disapprovingly, "Don't worry about the tiger coming."

As soon as she finished speaking, the bamboo leaves moved, and a butterfly flew out, and then flew back into the bamboo forest.

"That butterfly..." Yuan Youwei shouted, and immediately realized that it was inappropriate, so he lowered his voice, "That butterfly has a human face, Uncle Gao, can I catch it?" "

The expression on Gao Qiang's face was very strange, and it took him a long time to say, "You can't beat it... that butterfly is poisonous."

As soon as Yuan Youwei heard that it was poisonous, he immediately asked tactfully, "Uncle Gao, can you help me catch it?"

The problem is that I can't beat it at all. The corner of Gao Qiang's mouth twitched, "Don't make trouble if you have something to do. You must know how to protect wild animals."

At this moment, two soft calls of "Zhi Zhi" came from the bamboo forest, and there was a hint of disdain in the sound.

This large area of ​​spiritual plants was the second surprise, and the third surprise was, of course, the open space in the bamboo forest.

After more than a year of crazy growth, this bamboo forest has grown extremely lush. The open space of more than 100 square meters is really not that big, and the area that direct sunlight can reach is very limited.

The Spirit Gathering Array here was allowed to be visited on a limited basis after Feng Jun's permission. Last summer, Yuan Zihao spent a lot of time here.

This time he was well prepared and went directly to the stone table in the middle and sat on a stone bench.

There were four people practicing in the bamboo forest, Xu Leigang, Wang Haifeng, Ga Zi and Tang Wenji. Seeing them coming, Xu Leigang got up and went to greet his family, but the other three did not move.

Others also felt the obvious difference. The one who always raised the issue let out a light sigh, "This place... feels very comfortable."

This person spoke loudly, but when he saw three people meditating, he actually tried to lower his voice and asked, "Are they here?"

"We are practicing," Xu Leigang replied simply, "If you can promise not to make any noise, you can stay here for a while."

This sounds a bit arrogant, but I don’t know why, when others hear it, they think it’s normal, and they can’t even get angry. In fact, this is the contagiousness of the aura.

Everyone stayed here for a while, and soon felt the difference here. Among them, Mr. Peng had some slight respiratory problems because of his old age. After sitting for a while, he found that his chest was no longer so tight.

Yuan Huapeng's eldest brother-in-law was originally a bit neurasthenic, and he didn't even sleep in bed. He didn't get a good rest last night. After sitting here for a while, he felt comfortable all over, and he was a little drowsy, and he lay down on the stone table without realizing it.

His wife was extremely surprised: How could she fall asleep like this?

Everyone exchanged glances, and finally Mr. Peng nodded first, but he didn't even dare to say anything. He just gave a thumbs up. It's a great place.

The group of people sat there until noon. Gao Qiang went out for a trip and then drove a battery cart to deliver the food. "It's too hot. Let's enjoy the coolness here first. When it gets cooler, we can go somewhere else for a walk."

Mr. Peng couldn't help but asked, "Is there any better place in the manor than here?"

"Yes," Yang Yuxin answered simply, and everyone was slightly happy, but then they heard her say again, "But not to the public."

Gao Qiang had to be more polite when facing the host family, "This place is already very good. Ordinary people can't enter. There are so many employees in the manor who are strictly prohibited from entering... This is because Mr. Yuan helped Master Feng, and the master gave him Mr. Yuan’s face.”

Mr. Peng glanced at Mr. Yuan in surprise, "Old Yuan still has a lot of face... What have you done for him?"

Old Yuan blushed, "This... there are some things you'd better not know."

He helped Feng Jun contact Zha Yao from Northern Xinluo. Can you tell me about this?

When the weather cools down, it's six o'clock. Although everyone is still a little reluctant to leave here, Luohua Manor is so big, so we have to go somewhere else to see it, right?

By the time they went back to eat, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, but most of these people were over middle age, so they just made do with dinner and didn't care much about it.

The next day was cloudy, so we all took a yacht and played on the river for most of the day, and then went to the bamboo forest to rest.

The older the people are, the better they know which places are good. Needless to say, on the third day, after getting up early in the morning and having dinner, everyone rushed to the bamboo forest.

Yuan Huapeng's eldest brother-in-law even asked him to help move a camp bed to the bamboo forest. "I plan to sleep here tonight. I have been suffering from neurasthenia for a long time. I feel very comfortable here."

"Xiao Gao, get me a bed," Mr. Peng asked, "I won't hold my breath when I stay here."

"There is no problem in getting a bed, but Master Feng has to ask," Gao Qiang said, saying he was helpless. "In principle, no one is allowed here at night."

In fact, it's not that no one is allowed to stay, it's that outsiders are not allowed to stay. Tang Wenji and Wang Haifeng are always here, and they don't go back at night. Others bring them their meals.

Among Mr. Yuan's old friends, the one who loved to find trouble was dissatisfied again. On the way back that night, he asked Mr. Peng, Mr. Yuan and Yang Yuxin, "Have you noticed that there are no mosquitoes in that bamboo forest?" Something like that?”

There are definitely no mosquitoes. Until now, even King Wu has not dared to fly in for fear of exploding and dying.

Seeing no reaction from everyone, he added, "There are many strange places in our country where mosquitoes don't exist."

Is this true? Both Mr. Yuan and Mr. Peng have been officials all their lives. They have traveled a lot. They have encountered several magical places. There are no mosquitoes by the water in midsummer. Even "Approaching Science" 》There is no way to explain it.

Mr. Peng couldn't help but ask, "Old Wu, what do you want to say?"

Lao Wu was honest, "I think this place is suitable for a nursing home... It's a national place. Just give Feng Jun some money. We won't lose him. This place is not fully utilized. UU Reading www.uukｎshu." net This is a waste of resources.”

Mr. Yuan and Mr. Peng remained silent. To be honest, if they could live in the bamboo forest, it would be really comfortable, but they were afraid that others would not agree.

Yang Yuxin chuckled, "You just think this place is magical? If I tell you... once Feng Jun leaves, this place will no longer be magical. Would you believe it?"

The three elders were silent. After a long time, Mr. Peng spoke up, "You mean, the magic of this place has something to do with Mr. Feng?"

At his age, he has become a bit superstitious about ghosts and gods, and of course he understands the saying "If the mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits."

If you offend a true master because of an inexplicable "magical place", wouldn't it be like buying a coffin for a pearl?

Although Yang Yuxin has not started practicing yet, her daughter has already started. She has been dealing with Luohua Manor for more than a day or two. Apart from anything else, she still knows about the Spirit Gathering Array.

However, she didn't say it clearly. She just glanced at Yuan Zihao and said, "Mr. Yuan's daughter-in-law is from Zhengyang, right? I heard that my old residence is in Peach Blossom Valley... You can go to Peach Blossom Valley to find out the situation."