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When Chu Heng was sitting in the rumored mysterious villa, he never thought it would go so smoothly.

The old woman brought them tea, still bent over and leaning on a cane, taking one step after another, trembling, as if due to old age, her legs and feet were not very agile.

Zhuang Zihao squinted his eyes, glanced at the old woman's feet from the corner of his eye, his eyes dimmed for a while, and then returned to normal.

"Let's show you!"

Chu Xiaoheng was also generous, tore off the pendant around his neck, and handed it to the old woman, "Return it to me after reading it! Don't break it."

The old woman reached out to take it, put it in the palm of her hand, and rubbed it carefully.

Not only was her face ruined, with vertical and horizontal scars, she couldn't see her original appearance at all, but the skin on her hands was also burnt.

"This tea is not bad." Chu Heng didn't realize that he was in danger at all, picked up the tea bowl, took a big sip, and immediately praised, "Zihao, don't you want to try it?"

Zhuang Zihao's eyebrows twitched, and he waved his hand to refuse, "No, just drink it."

Chu Heng sniffed, looked around, and looked at the layout here, "Isn't the house on the bridge here a few years old? I walked all the way and saw a few small courtyard buildings, all of which are more or less Added the most popular architectural style in the West at the end of the last century, and at the end of the last century, this street... oh no, this area should be very prosperous."

Hearing this, the old woman let out an indistinct strange laugh, but her tone was a little melancholy, "Young man has some knowledge."

"I have lived abroad for many years, and I have minored in architecture. After graduation, I have traveled all over the world, so I have some understanding of these architectural styles." Chu Heng smiled, resting his chin, looking at the surrounding layout thoughtfully, "It's just the times. People’s aesthetics are changing, and people’s aesthetics are also improving. Now there are not many buildings of this style. Even in foreign countries, people will choose a living environment that is more suitable for modern styles. This...with all due respect, has been outdated for a long time.”

"Yeah..." Speaking of this, the old woman seemed to be feeling a little bit emotional, and there was a sense of nostalgia in her hoarse voice, "So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and we are also old, and we can't walk anymore. I can only dwell in this corner of the world, thinking about my experience for most of my life... counting the days, suffering year after year."

Seeing this, Zhuang Zihao struck while the iron was hot, and interjected, "Then why don't you move out? Go and see the outside world. The times are developing so fast, it can be said that it is changing with each passing day, but life is limited. Why don't you take this opportunity to leave this place?" Old mansion, how about going outside to have a look?"

Chu Heng covered his face, thinking that this guy is too impatient, it might backfire.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the old woman immediately became upset, snorted coldly, returned the crescent-shaped pendant to Chu Heng, and said with a dark face, "My old lady knows what you think, and is thinking about demolishing this place. Build those fancy things for you, Tikka...You young people! You don't know what happened here, so you're thinking about tearing it down? My old lady will tell you first, don't think about it!"

Chu Heng quickly eased the atmosphere: "Don't get me wrong, old man, my friend is just talkative! He didn't mean that, don't think too much, it's just that I smelled the smell of wine when I passed by and dragged him to come with me to ask for some wine, that ... we pay for it!"