Chapter 147 This is Ancient Times
The walls inside the house are grayish white, but they look rough, not like the kind of putty powder that is scraped extremely smoothly.
The beams and roof above my head are all made of wood and are all carved.
Although it is also covered with dust and cobwebs, it still looks exceptionally exquisite.
After taking a look at the situation in the house, Wang Lang began to mutter.
"This house looks completely different from modern houses. It is very likely to be an old house from the 1970s or 1980s. Of course, it could be even older."
Muttering to himself, Wang Lang walked towards the dilapidated door.
The two carved wooden doors were still hanging on the door frames, but there were some cracks and breaks on both doors, obviously having been violently destroyed.
When he arrived at the door, Wang Lang looked outside through the gap.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the rockery in the center of the yard outside.
The rockery was very tall, probably about three or four meters tall. There was also a small pavilion next to it. The total area must be at least over a hundred square meters.
The rockery and pavilion are located in the center of a large pond.
Originally there should have been a small wooden bridge that could lead directly to the center of the pond, but now the wooden bridge is in disrepair, with only a small section still standing alone in the pond, and the rest has long since collapsed.
The oval pond is not small in size. If you add the rockery pavilion in the center, it is estimated to be more than 400 square meters.
There is a lot of water in the pond now, but it is all green and has a foul smell.
On the left and right sides of the pond, there are two rows of houses, with two rooms on each side.
The same off-white walls, wooden doors and windows with exquisite carvings, but now they are all in a dilapidated state.
Looking through the rockery pavilion, you can see two huge wooden doors.
However, this should not be the main gate, but the courtyard gate. Because it is obvious that after passing through these two gates, there is also a circle of rooms in front.
After seeing the situation clearly, Wang Lang began to mutter.
"Looking at the current situation, this place looks very much like an ancient courtyard house with two or three entrances."
"There are exquisite carvings on the wooden doors and windows, the beams, and the walls of the courtyard. There are no wires, light bulbs, or other modern furniture in the house or courtyard. It can be said that there is no modern atmosphere at all. From this point of view, the place I am in now is very likely to be in ancient times."
After muttering this, a smile appeared on Wang Lang's face.
"Although I didn't succeed in returning to the original world, coming to the ancient times seems to be very good. As long as there are people, it doesn't matter whether it is ancient or modern. If I think about it, the ancient times are better."
"It would be best if I could stay here longer, or come back anytime in the future. With my strength, even if I can't be the king here, I can still be rich and marry eight or ten beautiful women."
"Hahaha, great! It's been a year. I almost forgot what a woman looks like. It's time to let go."
While muttering, Wang Lang wanted to open the wooden door and walk out.
Wang Lang had good hearing, and he had heard some noises coming from afar. At this time, he was 100% sure that there were humans in this small world. So, now he couldn't wait to go out and take a look.
However, his hand stopped as soon as it touched the wooden door.
“It doesn’t matter whether it’s ancient times or modern times. If I were to go out wearing this kind of armor, it would be inappropriate. If it were modern times, it would be fine. Others would just curse me as an idiot and take out their phones to take pictures and videos when they see me.”
"If it were ancient times, it would be troublesome. If someone saw me rushing out in a full suit of armor, they would probably think that the enemy was attacking and report me to the authorities."
"Since there's no danger right now, just put away this set of protective gear. Just wear linen clothes for the time being. It's better to keep a low profile now."
While muttering, Wang Lang quickly put all the protective equipment on his body and the sledgehammer in his hand into the space of Shennong Ding.
Then he took out a set of the most ordinary linen clothes and put them on.
This linen suit is off-white in color, and its style is very similar to a modern Chinese Tang suit. The overall look is very neat and good-looking.
Although they are exactly the same as ordinary clothes, they are white-quality protective equipment and still have a certain degree of defensive power.
After changing his clothes, Wang Lang muttered narcissistically: "With my figure, my looks, and my bearing, I can definitely charm all the beautiful ladies in the world!"
While muttering to himself, Wang Lang wanted to open the wooden door and walk out.
However, his hand just touched the wooden door and stopped again.
At this time, he saw a man sneaking through the gate and into the yard.
The man was short and thin, with a sallow complexion and looked malnourished.
He wore a gray-brown hat on his head and gray-brown clothes and pants.
Wang Lang couldn't tell what the clothes the man was wearing were called, but he was sure that the man was wearing ancient clothes, which was exactly the same as the clothes worn by ordinary people in ancient TV dramas.
The man walked stealthily, hunched over, and tiptoed. He had a cloth bag on his back, and the things in the bag were quite large.
Judging from his appearance, he is probably not the owner of this house, but a thief who ran in to steal things.
Seeing this, Wang Lang was secretly happy.
Now he has basically confirmed that the world he entered through the elliptical light gate is indeed in ancient times.
The sneaky man walked around the pond to the right, pushed open the wooden door of the side wing and walked in.
According to the general situation of ancient architecture, the man walked into a wing, which should belong to the east wing.
Seeing the man walk into the east wing, Wang Lang gently opened the wooden door and walked out.
Although his movements were very gentle, the wooden door still made a creaking sound when he pulled it.
As soon as Wang Lang stepped out of the wooden door and walked into the yard, he saw the sneaky man sticking his head out from the east wing.
The man showed a look of astonishment when he saw Wang Lang. Then he screamed and rushed out of the east wing and headed straight for the courtyard gate.
"stop!"
Wang Lang shouted directly.
We can't let this man run away now. After all, through him we can understand the situation in this world more quickly.
The man was startled by Wang Lang's shout and paused for a moment, but then he rushed towards the gate at a faster speed.
whoosh...
With a whoosh, a small stone rushed out.
It passed through the pavilion in the center of the pond, and then, with great precision, hit the back of the man's right thigh.
"what……"
With a scream, the man fell to the ground.
With a bang, his head hit the steps next to the gate. His forehead immediately split open, and blood gushed out.
Ignoring the pain in his thigh and forehead, the man got up, staggered up the stairs, and tried to rush out of the yard.
At this moment, a strong wind blew in. Then, Wang Lang stood in front of him, blocking his way.
"Ah, hell..."
With a scream, the man stepped back subconsciously.
He lost his balance and fell to the ground, hitting his head again.
This time the man was hit on the back of the head. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Wang Lang took two steps forward, looking down at the unconscious man, and then muttered, "What the hell? Isn't this too cowardly?"
While muttering, Wang Lang communicated with the space of Shennong Ding and took out two blood-replenishing pills.
One was stuffed into the man's mouth, and the other was crushed and sprinkled on the wound on his forehead.
After the powder was sprinkled, the amount of bleeding from the wound was reduced by more than half.
After only one or two minutes, the bleeding from the wound on the man's forehead stopped. At this time, the man's eyelids twitched a few times, and then he woke up.
After seeing Wang Lang clearly in front of him, the man immediately screamed again.
"Ah, ghost ghost ghost...don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Wang Lang frowned and shouted, interrupting the man's shouting.
"Shut up! If you dare to yell again, I'll kill you right away."
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