Chapter 62

More than an hour later, I finally came to a secluded old style house.

Jiang Sheng, who got off the bus, looked at it stupidly, because this kind of antique house is rare now.

"What is this place?" Jiang Sheng, who followed Pei Weiyan.

Pei Shouyan pretended to be mysterious and said, "where the prophet lives."

"The prophet? What is that, prophet? What kind of devil are you? "

Besides this, Jiang Sheng didn't know who he could be.

"It's not. It's just a human being who can't die."

Pei Wai Yan faintly returned. Without the smile he had just made, he looked sad. He didn't know whether he felt sorry for the man who lived in the house.

"There are still human beings who can't die! True or false? " Jiang Sheng's face was full of curiosity.

But when he heard it, his expression became serious and his brows wrinkled.

Mortal human? Is it related to Lan Yuan?

Before several of them entered the gate, an old man with a braided head and a sense of age hat in ancient times stepped forward and nodded, "here you are, Mr. Pei."

The old man was dressed in a black robe, with a jade pendant at his waist and ancient boots at his feet, which instantly gave people the illusion that they had come to the previous dynasty.

Jiang Sheng was stunned. I'll go. Is this what we're doing? cos？ Or is it the owner's hobby?

"It seems that he knows I'm coming today."

Pei Shouyan smiles and pulls Jiang Sheng in.

The old man replied, "early this morning, the master asked me to wait for you in front of the gate."

"I am a prophet indeed, but I am not backward."

Pei Shouyan's words let Jiang Sheng listen to the clouds.

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But also, I am a vampire, what can be impossible ah!

"This way, please."

The old man invited Pei Shiyan and them into a study like room with priceless antiques everywhere.

"Wow! Are these all true? Or fake? " Jiang Sheng is surprised. He still knows the antiques, but he can't tell the real from the fake.

Pei Shouyan wanted to return to be true, but before he made a voice, there was a refreshing and elegant voice behind him. "Naturally, they are all true. If Mrs. Pei likes, she can choose a good-looking one and take it back and play with it."

"Really?" Jiang Sheng was excited for a moment, but the next sentence was like this: "I just need a vase in my room."

Poof! It's the sound of fear.

Because no matter what the antiques are, they can be sold in the market for several billion yuan, but Jiang Sheng wants to take them home and arrange flowers?

"My second sister-in-law is really powerful. She treats money like dirt." Hei Ming patted Pei yaoyan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Pei Wai Yan's mouth was puffed. He really didn't expect Jiang Sheng to say that. He thought he wanted to take it back and sell it.

Sure enough, the brain circuit of little things is beyond our comprehension.

"Master Jiang is a real joker."

Yixiao came, gently pushed the gold rimmed glasses with chain, and walked in from behind them with elegant steps.

The man's name was Shu Wensheng, who was as gentle as his name.

He put down his long dark hair over his waist and tied a few strands of hair around his ears.

At this time, he was dressed in an ancient white robe with several flying cranes on it.

He also has a jade pendant on his waist, which is bigger than the old man's, with dragon scales carved on it, and the tassels on the jade pendant are yellow.

Whoa! Beautiful man, I went. I thought it would be disgusting for a man to have long hair, but I didn't expect that this man would be so amazing with long hair.

Since Jiang Sheng came here, he has seen big eyes several times.