Chapter 1399 Ancient House 2
The vehicle moved slowly along the mountain road, and finally they arrived at a remote town.
Perhaps because too few people come here, dense weeds grow on both sides of the road, even covering the road.
From inside the car, the town looked completely like the style of the last century. After years of wind and rain, many buildings had collapsed, and the remaining houses were all in ruins.
The bus stopped in front of the largest house in the town, and people from interest groups got off one after another.
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This house is big and old.
The two giant stone lions squatting at the entrance were covered in moss, and the name on the plaque above the main entrance was no longer recognizable. A seal long since damaged by water was affixed to the gate, and through the cracks one could see overgrown weeds inside.
Fu Anan stood at the door and looked inside. A cold wind blew across her ankles...
"This is the old residence of Dan Mingyan, the greatest warlord of the old times. Although he only lived to the age of thirty, he was a ruthless and murderous man throughout his life. It's said that when he died, the grass and trees within a ten-mile radius withered, and the entire town suffered from nightmares every day. In just two months, the town was either dead or fled, and this place quickly became a deserted town.
Later, when the new society was established, some people took a fancy to this piece of land and wanted to develop it, but everyone who tried to touch it went bankrupt or died, with no good ending. So this piece of land has remained as it is today, and Dan Mingyan has also acquired a new nickname - Dan Yanwang.
The photography club's vice president held up a tablet and explained the relevant content to everyone. He then instructed, "This is where we're going to take photos. Please be careful not to damage anything inside. You can go elsewhere, but we'll gather at the door and leave on time before 6 PM..."
After hearing the lecture, everyone dispersed.
Fu Anan turned and walked into the car.
"Fu Xiaoan, what are you doing?"
A girl ran towards her and stood at the car door looking at her.
Fu Anan fumbled around in the carriage to see if there were any weapons or blunt objects, then squatted down and forcefully broke the support shaft under the chair.
Fu Anan was holding this 30cm metal stick, which startled the girl below. "Xiao An, what are you doing with this?"
"This person is unfamiliar with the place, so he feels safer with a stick."
This...is there anyone else besides them?
The girl with twin ponytails was stunned when she heard this, and felt that the friend she met yesterday suddenly became strange.
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The door of the old house was very heavy, and it took three young men pushing side by side to push the half-closed door open.
With a dull sound, the dusty world behind the door slowly opened.
Buildings, pavilions, and terraces are scattered throughout the garden, bridges span the stream, and pavilions are set in the pond. It is divided into five large courtyards: east, west, south, north, and center. Each courtyard is surrounded by winding corridors and connected to each other. There are courtyards in the water and springs in the garden. Even though it has been abandoned for many years, one can still glimpse its former splendor.
Following the majority, they came to the middle courtyard.
Although it is the most central location, it gives people an inexplicable sense of coldness.
Suddenly... the weather outside changed.
The original Xunyang had disappeared, and layers of dark clouds piled up overhead. The wind blew violently, shaking the branches and leaves of the century-old trees around, and the sand and stones squinted.
The sky suddenly darkened, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
Boom——
A dazzling flash of lightning shot out from the edge of the clouds, illuminating the surroundings, and heavy rain poured down. At the same time, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard.
"Hey, everyone in front of me, please line up. Don't rush and come one by one!"
A slightly sharp voice suddenly sounded at this moment, and a conspicuous red handkerchief flashed before Fu Anan's eyes.
Suddenly a lot of people appeared in the house.
The faded, old buildings were now covered in green tiles and red paint, with beams and carved wood even covered in gold leaf. Expensive jade, coral, and golden bowls were displayed on mahogany shelves, and rare agarwood incense burned in the lobby.
Are they...going back to the past?
Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching the scene in shock.
"Fuck, that's bullshit!"
"Oh my god, are these ornaments real? How much can this one sell for?"
"Oh my god, take a picture! Where's my camera?"
"My phone and backpack are also missing..."
The scene was in turmoil, with many people, unable to contain their curiosity, looking around. Then a sharp voice rang out again, "How dare you... Anyone who is disrespectful in the hall will be severely punished with 20 strokes of the cane."
Half of the people in the room were dragged away, and soon screams of a group of people were heard in the distance.
Hearing the screams outside, Fu Anan looked at the woman closest to him.
The woman looked to be in her forties.
Her face was thin, with sunken cheeks and prominent cheekbones. She wore a very white powder, even her cheeks painted crimson. She wore a red-collared jacket and a black skirt, clutching a red handkerchief. She showed no emotion at the shrill cries coming from outside.
This is not a joke.
Before the others in the room could recover from their shock, the woman waved her handkerchief and continued, "Alright, the selection of servants has passed and they have been sent to Steward Dan. The remaining maids will proceed to the next round of screening."
Everyone here seems to listen to her.
The men who had originally come with the group were taken away by the servants who suddenly appeared, leaving only the women. Then, another group of women arrived, including the companions who hadn't come in earlier, as well as unfamiliar NPCs. Forty or fifty people, the previously empty hall quickly filled up.
Then the woman began to pick people.
Those with thick, large or smelly feet will not be kept;
Those with dark wrists, yellow skin, thick fingers, and unclear palm lines will not be retained;
Those with small eyes, flat noses, or facial scars will not be allowed to stay;
Those with ugly waists, hips, and figures will not be kept...
Anyway, no one is allowed to stay here, and no one is allowed to stay there. The whole process of women selection is like choosing concubines. There are forty or fifty people, and in the end only ten are left.
Fu Anan was one of these ten people, and the girl with twin ponytails was also left behind.
"Alright, you kindhearted people are the lucky ones who stayed here. From today on, I will be the one taking care of your daily needs. You can just call me Nanny Dan."
Nanny Dan continued to speak expressionlessly, her inverted triangle eyes glancing at each of the girls who stayed, and then she took out a box of tokens.
It was written from 1 to 10, and Fu Anan was assigned number 9.
"Please put away your badges and rest in the West Garden. I will explain the rules of the Dan Mansion to you later. Please behave yourself in the mansion and have the opportunity to become the head mistress of my Dan Mansion as soon as possible."
The mistress of the house...it turns out to be the one who chooses the concubine.
Who to choose as a concubine? Dan Mingyan?
Fu Anan took her own sign and followed the person leading the way towards the so-called West Garden.
The moment she stepped out of the door, she knew clearly that the world had changed. The originally desolate and abandoned old house had become extremely luxurious after washing away the dust of time.
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