If they remember well, the tables, chairs, benches and other tables, chairs, and benches in the hall would all be decayed.

Even if it doesn't rot, I can't tie a raft for a while!?

And two?

Ling Luoyu was speechless, took two steps back and kicked the door of the hall: "Didn't you notice that this thing is made of wood?"

"Door?"

"wood?"

The old shopkeeper and Feng Chenglin seemed to realize that the hall gate was made of wood.

The two of them went up to check almost at the same time:

"It's really wood!"

"How strong is this wood!?"

“…”

Both of them looked at each other, and their eyes were different-

"San Shao, what kind of wood is this door made of?

"It didn't change at all!"

This is also why the two people ignore that the door is wood!

Because all the tables, chairs, benches, and wooden furniture inside are broken into pieces as soon as they are touched.

These two doors, in terms of style or texture, look like new.

If the furniture inside had not been decayed and decayed, they would not have believed that the door and the things inside were passed down from the same era.

"I'm not a carpenter, how could I know what material this door is? But... Judging from its strength, it must be a treasure!"

Ling Luoyu brushed his fingertips across the door and knocked gently.

"Use it as a raft, and when we float out, we may be able to sell it for a good price!

Feng Chenglin twitched: "You are also counting on selling a good price... If this guy can take me out safely and leave this ghost place, I promise to arrange a good place for it and clean it every day..."

"This... seems to be a thousand-year-old cypress..." The old shopkeeper suddenly made a sound.

"What?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment and rushed to the door: "Old man, isn't the expensive wood you are talking about very valuable?"

Otherwise, it wouldn't be called expensive wood!

"Fatty, it's a cypress, the cypress next to the character "wood" is not the expensive one you said..."

"...I don't know...I don't know!" Feng Chenglin straightened his waist awkwardly and lost interest in the door leaf: "No matter what kind of precious wood it is, as long as it is used, it will be done if it can take us out!"

"The texture of cypress wood is hard. As long as it is dried, the wood will not be prone to decay... But even if it is not prone to decay, it will not be so long, and it hasn't changed at all, right?"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly and looked at the old shopkeeper thoughtfully.

"Old man, this should be related to its so-called thousand-year-old characteristics, right?"

"I'm not very clear... I just grew cypress trees at home when I was a child. This kind of wood is very good at doing guys, and it also has a special fragrance..."

The old shopkeeper was lying on the door and took a deep breath.

"I just smelled it. It smelled almost exactly the same as the fragrance of cypress, but there was also a faint smell of fishy milk..."

"The smell of milk?" Feng Chenglin was careless. When he heard this, he hurriedly came over again and sniffed hard against the door: "Hey, Master San, come and smell it, there is really a little milky smell...the smell of goat milk..."

"My ancestors said that the fragrance of cypress trees changes with the age of the tree! If it is a century-old cypress, it is a faint, cooked egg fragrance... But a thousand-year-old cypress trees have a fishy milky smell..."
Chapter completed!