Chapter 1631

****

among the flowers and plants, there is a hut that has almost disappeared in this era.

If it wasn't for the string of red dried peppers hanging in front of the eaves, which added a little flavor of human fireworks, Yang Zimei would have thought that there was an immortal in Jielu mountain.

"My grandfather lives there."

Zhuge Mingzhu pointed to the hut and said, "he has not been out for many years."

"What a surprise."

Rong he sighed, "there is another world here."

"You jump down with me."

Zhuge pearl pulled down a long banyan branch from the banyan tree and jumped down with help.

"Niuniu, Lanxi, do you dare to jump?"

Rong he looked down at Yang Zimei and Rong Lanxi.

"Grandfather, let me take you to jump down."

Yang Zimei had no choice but to put his arms around Ronghe's waist and Lanxi's waist directly. His body was slightly vertical -

the two people only felt their body was light, and then they were held by a force, like riding in the clouds, their feet fell on the ground lightly.

"It's amazing, sister."

Rong Lanxi said excitedly, "can you do it again?"

"Try again when you have time."

Yang Zimei said with a smile.

Seeing Yang Zimei exert this lightness skill, Zhuge pearl is surprised again.

This kind of lightness skill, he only saw grandfather stretch.

But, grandfather, it was hundreds of years of practice.

Yang Zimei is just a little girl. She has such accomplishments. She is really impressive.

He took Yang Zimei to the hut.

The wooden door of the cottage was open, and Zhuge pearl called softly, "grandfather, are you there? Here comes the Pearl

"I'm not dead. I'll open the door myself when I come."

From inside the hut came the voice of a man of medium spirit.

This makes Yang Zimei very surprised.

In her mind, people who have lived to be 153 years old must be like the master of immortality and self-restraint.

What's more, he is an old man of Zhuge family.

But unexpectedly, this sound actually sounds like the old man who kills pigs and buys vegetables in the market.

Pushing the door to see the old man again, Yang Zimei was more surprised.

In front of the table in the room sat a man with a beard.

His sitting posture is really very indecent, one foot on the ground, the other on the stool, in front of him on the table, placed a plate of red pepper, a plate of peanut, a plate of braised meat, and a pot of wine.

And he is holding the jug in one hand, with the spout in his mouth, drinking in a gulp, holding a pepper in the other hand, and then drinking with wine.

His hair was black, his face was black, his eyes were bright, and he looked at most in his fifties.

Is it possible that such a coarse-looking, peasant looking man is Zhuge Mingzhu's 153 year old grandfather?

"Grandfather --"

Zhuge Mingzhu respectfully called to confirm Yang Zimei's conjecture.

Although there had been speculation for a long time, the appearance and temperament of Zhuge grandfather was so different from her imagination that she couldn't accept the fact.

Of course, she is even more strange, why he lived 153 years old, it seems that the vitality is still very strong?

She also tried to look at him with open eyes.

Again, there is no information in him.

All information is supposed to be hidden.

"You boy, today you don't bring me meat, but bring strangers. What do you mean?"

Zhuge grandfather yelled at Zhuge Pearl Road.

*****

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!