When the two people returned to the conference room again, the laughter in the conference room suddenly stopped.
"I'm sorry, I haven't had much rest recently. I suddenly had a headache just now. It's much better now. Let's continue."
Sorrylook, is this what the devil can say? Mr. Ali was so shocked that he looked at the big devil with his mouth open.
Alice looked at this serious brother who was talking nonsense, and then turned to look at Luo Xinxiang, awesome, really awesome, he actually made sense in just a few words, awesome! Really awesome!
"Let's continue the discussion."
"Discuss" Mr. Ali was stunned and at a loss. Who can withstand this? After having a girlfriend, his personality has softened. It used to be a notification, but now it¡¯s a discussion!
? Following the issue in Zhuji Lane, they continued to improve the copywriting, polish the rhetoric, and finally reached an opinion and continued to move forward.
The other party will come to city z for an on-site inspection next month, and by the way, he will contact Jun to discuss plans first. Before that, they first had to go to Huizhi Village and check out the venue.
"WellI heard it when I was checking information. Let me first state that I just heard it! I heard that there is a haunted house there, and college students often go to explore it."
They actually found out everything, but Zhong Jiuchi told them.
"It's not deep in the mountains and old forests. Besides, there are so many villagers living there. It's going to be developed into a tourist attraction. It's all arranged to scare cowards like you."
Zhong urged, shrinking his neck and leaning closer, "Anyway, if we go, let's go together, it's too scary."
"Haunted house? Really? Sister Bones, I apply to go on a haunted house adventure!"
Chen Chen suddenly jumped up, threw his phone aside, and insisted on going on an adventure.
"Adventure, you idiot! Who asked you to call me Sister Bones! I asked you to call me Sister Bones!"
Chen Chen would not be passively beaten, causing the white-bone demon to chase him and beat and scold him.
What was originally a serious matter ended with the scolding of the Bone Demon and Chen Chen¡¯s harassment.
The next morning, everyone who attended the meeting yesterday was arrested and taken to Huizhi Village. Baigu Jing specially asked Mo Bo, a highly respected person in the village, to help introduce them and learn more about them.
Mobo was not kind but not fierce either. He told them the history of the village. Before they entered the fairy pavilion, Mobo told them not to touch randomly. The wall might be unstable. They should be careful not to use the stairs upstairs at the same time. , that's it, nothing more. Zhong Jicui is still afraid. Chen Chen is brave and insists on taking the lead. It's rare for him to be passionate about something, so just let him have his way.
This four-story watchtower is the gatehouse of Huizhixian Pavilion. Compared with the turret-like watchtowers in Kaiping, Guangdong, this gatehouse is more delicate because it is a watchtower made by Tou Huanxin. Although it is overgrown with weeds, you can still see the exquisite carvings. The eaves are carefully carved, and the yard is overgrown with weeds, which are as tall as a person. The shadows in the wind are swaying because of the lack of lighting, making it look eerie. Coupled with the green water of the pond opposite, the atmosphere became even more solemn.
"I heard that students from nearby often come to explore. What do you think they do?"
Zhong Cuidu¡¯s statement made Luo Xin take a breath. Although several people came together, and although she was an atheist, there were too many legends in the community. The more people knew about her, the more people became afraid.
"Is this place really suitable for a bookstore?"
Even Alice couldn't help but feel confused. Although it was daytime, because the place was dilapidated, people felt oppressed inside. There was only a small patch of sky in the atrium, and the rest of the place was oppressive.
Luo Xinxiu looked at the pillar next to him and started to be in a daze.
Her little head has always been able to stage a small theater in her head without being disturbed by external factors. She memorizes all the scenes in her mind, holds on to the wooden pillar next to her, closes her eyes, and seems to see the sound of wooden fish, following the undisturbed pattern just now. The story Bo told, combined with the news she had asked about before, she seemed to see a group of women chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha. They were dressed simply and looked pious. They had no distracting thoughts. They were just chanting sutras and all their worries were in hope.
"You can't escape your fate in this world, you can't get close to you on a blind date, you sit alone and look beyond the world without words.
There are first wives, regular wives, and concubines. They are all pitiful people.
The sky was very blue at that time, mottled with years.
The sky is still very blue now, and what is mottled is the human heart.
Many versions of the story are popular, and no one knows which one is true, but Luo Xin seems to want to believe that being kind to others, kindness must have existed in this room.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Jun guarding him, while others were scattered around them taking pictures.
"Do you understand?"
"Um."
He didn¡¯t askHe understood her feelings because he knew she had to go back and process her thoughts.
While others were picking up their feet, Xu Jun took her around to take a look. Next to this fairy pavilion was the ancestral temple. The owner must have spent a lot of effort to build this fairy pavilion next to the ancestral hall. No matter what the truth is, at least there was deep affection at the time.
The ancestral hall is still private. They took a few more looks outside the gate before entering. In such a quiet village, this ancestral hall covers an area of ??almost three middle-income families. It takes into account both Chinese and Western aesthetics, and the murals and railings are also It is extremely exquisite, with double eaves and spires, green glazed tile decoration, and Western kaleidoscope windows on the inner windows. It can be seen that the design at that time was very sophisticated.
Xu Jun didn¡¯t want to see it, but Luo Xin seemed to want him to see it. Such an ancestral hall is the soul and hope of ancestors.
"You still insist on the meticulous copywriting design?"
"persist in."
"How do you solve the problem of combining China and the West and then combine it with Jiuxi?"
"If you want to break your new worries with new sentences, you will laugh and ask the fallen flowers without saying a word."
"You mean to use your new method to break the original design?"
"no."
Luo Xin seemed to shake her head. What she meant was that the poem written by the original author of this poem seemed to be very beautiful, but after careful consideration, it was just to compose new words to express sorrow, and to use gorgeous piling up to express the spring woman's sigh of spring. She went to ask people in the village, and no matter whether it was descendants or people in the village, they didn't have much affection for this fairy pavilion. It was just a building placed there. There were even rumors of being haunted. It was nothing like the ancestral hall next door. It was so protected, but was eroded by time at will. In the final analysis, it was just a place for women to chant sutras and worship Buddha. Women's status in this village was originally low, and it had long been abandoned due to exposure to wind and sun. Later generations thought that these women were just for the purpose of giving new life. The poem is just a sad and resentful woman. It is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, but it is actually flashy. It is only known because it is haunted.
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