Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

"Thank you, Lou Xiao'e." Xu Mingjie's voice was filled with gratitude. "Your help is very important to me. I will sort out my thoughts as soon as possible and work out a specific plan. Let's work together to ensure that this adjustment can go smoothly."

Lou Xiao'e smiled and nodded, and her mood became more relaxed. She knew that although the problem was still complicated, as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to find a solution. She stood up and prepared to collect more information in order to be fully prepared for the next work.

He squatted down slightly, resting his hands on his knees, staring at a long pole on the ground. This pole had obviously been tampered with, with rust stains and the grain of the wood blurred. This was an old wooden pole, once a tool used to support vines in the yard, but now it had become the core of his trip.

Xu Mingjie was in a complicated mood. His task was to find out the story behind this stalk and settle the accounts. This courtyard was once his grandfather's family business. After his grandfather passed away, many things in the courtyard began to become confusing. This stalk was related to many past events, which were mixed with many grievances and hatreds that were difficult to resolve.

Xu Mingjie stood up and walked to the shadow in the corner. His eyes swept across the row of dark brick cracks in the corner, and his fingers gently touched the wall, feeling the coldness. An inexplicable sense of heaviness rose in his heart. The courtyard in his memory was once a warm home, but now it is full of dilapidation and oldness, as if time has stopped here.

Not far away, on the other side of the yard, a wisteria trellis had completely withered, leaving only a few bare vines hanging in the air. Xu Mingjie approached, squatted down, and looked at the vines carefully, stroking them with his fingers, as if he was touching a long-ago past. An inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, a nostalgia for the past years and a helplessness about the current predicament.

Xu Mingjie raised his head and his eyes fell on the old wooden door. The door was already mottled and the copper ring on the door had become rusty due to long-term neglect. A little light was faintly visible through the crack of the door, which seemed to be a witness to history and also a kind of hidden power.

He pushed open the door and walked into the small hall in the yard. The walls of the small hall were covered with old photos. Although most of them were yellowed, they still vaguely showed the glory of the past. Xu Mingjie's eyes wandered over these photos, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. The people in the photos were all his relatives, and their faces were now only vague memories. Those once warm smiles have now become the pain deep in his heart.

Xu Mingjie turned and walked to the corner of the room. On an old table, he found a dusty wooden box. The box was rusted, and the lock was rusted because of its age. Xu Mingjie twisted the lock hard, and heard a slight click, and the box was finally opened. The box was filled with various old things, including letters, photos, and several yellowed account books. Xu Mingjie picked up one of the account books, opened its cover, and saw the words "Family Account Book" written on it.

As he flipped through the account books, his eyes were gradually attracted by the contents. The account books recorded the financial status of many families, transaction records, and some personal notes. Although these words were ancient, they gave Xu Mingjie a lot of clues. He found several unfamiliar names and some vague transaction details in the pages of records. The amount of these transactions was not large, but they appeared frequently, which was obviously related to his current investigation.

He continued to look through the account books and gradually found some unusual things. Next to some transaction records, there were some notes marked with "lever stem". Xu Mingjie's heart was slightly shocked. This discovery made him realize that the story behind this lever stem was not just as simple as a simple tool.

Xu Mingjie put away the account book, took a deep breath, and stood up. It was completely dark outside, and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground in the yard, shining through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadows. His mind gradually became clearer. Although there were still many mysteries to be solved, he could already feel that the direction of his investigation had become clearer.

He walked out of the small hall, crossed the yard, and came to the other side of the yard. There, there was an ancient well, the mouth of which had been eroded by the wind and frost of the years. Under the moonlight, the well water glowed faintly, like a mirror, reflecting the light and shadow of the past.

Xu Mingjie squatted down and reached out to touch the cold edge of the well. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. His grandfather once mentioned that there were many secrets hidden under this well. Perhaps this secret was closely related to his investigation. He stood up, looked around the yard with a determined look, and decided to start a detailed investigation from the wellhead.

He found a long rope, tied it, and carefully lowered it into the well. The dark abyss in the well seemed to swallow up all the light, and Xu Mingjie's heart gradually became heavy. The rope soon touched the bottom of the well, and he began to pull up the rope slowly, his heart full of anticipation and tension.

When the rope was fully pulled up, he found a wooden box at the bottom of the well. This wooden box was similar in style to the wooden box he had seen in the small hall before, but smaller in size. Xu Mingjie moved the wooden box to the side of the well and examined it carefully, and found a padlock on the box. This padlock was almost identical to the padlock in the small hall, and was obviously from the same period.

He used tools to open the box and saw that it was filled with various documents and some ancient ornaments. There were many scribbled records on the documents, as well as several old contracts. Xu Mingjie picked up one of the contracts. The words on it were blurred, but he could vaguely see that the content was related to the family's financial situation.

While looking through the documents, he found a special agreement. The agreement mentioned a huge transaction, but the transaction was with an unfamiliar name. The name was somewhat similar to the name he found in the account book, but not exactly the same. Xu Mingjie's doubts grew heavier, and the truth of the transaction seemed to be inextricably linked to the leverage.

He put the documents back into the wooden box, and had already decided in his heart that he would thoroughly investigate the truth of this transaction. The silence of the night made him feel the importance of the investigation more clearly. Xu Mingjie looked up at the night sky, and the moon looked particularly bright against the stars. He knew that there were many secrets hidden behind this mystery, waiting for him to uncover.