In the south of Longshan, in a pastoral house, an old man who looks to be in his fifties sits on a stone bench and drinks tea. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The air quality in Longshan South is good, especially in the morning, which makes people feel comfortable. However, the old man who drank the tea seemed to give people a very obscene feeling, like a mouse.

"Master, you didn't bother you yesterday when you rest......ed! The auction is sky-high!" An old man who looked relatively wealthy stood beside the old man drinking tea, speaking cautiously and looking particularly respectful.

That's right, the old man who drank the tea was a brocade mouse. He has been in the habit of going to bed at nine o'clock at night and waking up at five o'clock in the morning since ten years ago. For ten years, no matter the wind or rain, I would sit in the courtyard and make a cup of tea, and then stare thoughtfully into the distance.

Yongsannan is a good place, with sparse personnel and excellent air quality, which is suitable for people to retire for. But in the same way, people on Xiangxi Road say that the brocade rat is old and has gone to retire in such a small place.

"How much is it?!" The brocade rat was thin and small, and his body looked very obscene, but when he spoke, the look in his eyes gave people a kind of refinement.

"Master, five billion!" The rich old man has been with the brocade mouse since ten years ago, and has been helping the brocade rat take care of everything around him, and everyone respectfully calls him Fu Bo!

"Five billion? huh...... Ok!"

When he heard Fu Bo say five billion, the brocade mouse was not shocked as he imagined, but he was very calm, and gently held the teacup and said that it was okay!

Fu Bo stood aside and didn't speak, and the brocade rat tapped his finger on the stone table and asked casually, "Do you know who bought it?" Is it the Li family in the imperial capital, or the Xu family, or the Dongfang family in the demon capital?"

Although he was not there, he knew almost everything that was going on in the auction house. And in the final analysis, he thinks that those who have the ability and buy it at a sky-high price of five billion will definitely not be able to escape these great families.

It's just that things didn't come as he expected.

"Sir, it's not ...... It's a little girl, oh no, it's the little girl's master!" Fauber was actually taken aback by the message from the auction house. Especially when he knew that the buyer was still such a young mysterious master and apprentice, he was also a little thoughtful.

"Little girl, and her master?"

The brocade rat sat there, his brow furrowed into a line, "Who the hell is it that they paid so much money for that stone, and what is it for?

muttered, sometimes closing his eyes, sometimes shaking his head, "Perhaps...... It's me who is too careful!"

In fact, what kind of person is he Jinmao, that is the heir of the thirtieth generation of Huaxia Touching Jinxiaowei, in the ability to dig graves, no one in the whole of China is his opponent.

Of course, those who do their job are definitely not able to do without a pair of discerning eyes.

When he saw the stone sculpture for the first time, he was sure that it must be a good thing, and he spent three days and three nights studying the stone carving, but to be reasonable, he found nothing.

If you want to talk about collection, it has a certain value. But compared to money, he prefers to be a little more realistic. For him, if he collects it, it can only be a stone carving, and it may be good to look at it once in a while, but if it is exchanged for money, it will make him a little happier.

"Fauber, do you know why I'm trying so hard to make money and invest it in charity?"

"I ...... I don't know, but the old man is kind-hearted...... "Fu Bo really doesn't know, but to be honest, in the past ten years, he has followed the brocade mouse, and he really hasn't found that the brocade rat has spent a penny on his own enjoyment."

For him, no matter what his master does, one thing he knows is that his master has never done anything unreasonable in the past ten years.

"Huh...... Kind-hearted, maybe, another ten years have passed, and who knows, I did all this for...... Atonement!"

The brocade didn't tell him why, there were things and things he had kept in his heart for a long time.

"Brother Luo Yu, I did everything you told me back then, it's been twenty years, it's time to meet my brother and sister!" He had something on his mind, raised his head and looked at the rising red sun in the east, and muttered silently in his heart.

What he didn't know was that the son of Luo Yu's elder brother in his heart, that is, Yang Hao, had now arrived at Longshan South.

"Master, it's not me who brags to you, the whole of Xiangxi, if you want me to say where I like the most, maybe it's this way!" Long Youyou said as soon as he got out of the car and hugged Yang Hao's arm.

Yang Hao coughed lightly, stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped Long Youyou's forehead, "You, pay attention to the image......"

Long Youyou, this girl is still young after all, and she will be really energetic if she goes crazy.

"No, Master, what are you here for? Are you really here to find the brocade mouse......" Long Youyou pouted, a little puzzled.

"There are some things that you don't care, Master, my own business...... I can handle it myself!" Yang Hao said softly.

Since he couldn't inquire about the residence of the brocade mouse, Yang Hao could only use the contribution value to get a specific information about the brocade rat from the system, including his residence and what he had done over the years.

"It's really not much different from what Long Youyou said!" No matter how much Yang Hao refused to believe that a person who specializes in digging graves would invest all his money in charity, but at this moment, in the face of the information given by the system, he had to believe it.

"However, even so, if it was really him who killed his father, I wouldn't spare him!" Yang Hao clenched his fists fiercely, thinking the same thing in his heart.

Also, since ancient times, there have been two major enmities that belong to the kind of immortal.

One is the hatred of killing one's father, and the other is the hatred of taking one's wife.

In the depths of Longshan South, Yang Hao also narrowed his eyes when he looked at the mountain villa looming halfway up the mountain.

"That's it!" he muttered, frowned, looked at Long Youyou beside him and said, "Let's go, let's go see the mountain villa of Xiangxi Jinmao!"

"Master...... Can you promise me one thing, and that is not to ...... no matter what?"

"No way!"

Long Youyou wanted Yang Hao not to hurt the brocade mouse, because in her impression, the brocade rat was really a good person. But before Yang Hao could finish speaking, he directly said categorically no!