There is also a person guarding the staircase on the sixth floor, but he does not make a posture of checking, that is, there is no need to fight anymore. If there was really a guy who was more powerful than the fifth floor, then Tan Fei could only retreat.

Go up to the sixth floor, step on the thick carpet, walk ten meters, on the left hand side of the mahogany carved door, the white silk man in front, knock twice, and then push open.

There is a row of nine-dragon screens, and the silver shells form a dragon pattern, which is inlaid on the mahogany screen, which is very conspicuous.

Bypassing the screen from the right, there are two rows of four antique wooden chairs in the middle, and in the middle of each row of two chairs is a small coffee table. To the two sides, on the left is a large purple bookshelf, with two rows of golden backs on the top and some miscellaneous books on the bottom. Dressed in Tang costumes, he stood in front of the bookshelf, holding a book and flipping through it casually, not conspicuous at all.

The wooden shelves against the wall on the right are one by one, and there are some bottles and cans, which look like antiques, Tan Fei doesn't understand, I don't know if those are real antiques.

The carpet is gray, the curtains are also gray, and the two ink paintings by the window seem to be painted very well.

The whole decoration style gives people a calm and heavy feeling, fortunately there are two pots of green plants in the room, which slightly increases the vitality, there is a large fish tank next to the bookshelf, in which a red dragon and a golden dragon are more than a foot long, swimming around freely.

Young people like Tan Fei obviously don't like this kind of decoration and feel a little depressed.

There is an air conditioner in the corner, and it is blowing cool air at this time, so the room is not stuffy.

"Don't you think this air conditioner is out of harmony with the whole atmosphere?" After making a gesture to sit down, seeing Tan Fei's eyes fall on the air conditioner, he asked casually.

Tan Fei and Han Che sat down in the row of chairs facing each other, Tan Jie suddenly found that his movements were slow, there were only two chairs in this row, it was definitely not suitable to sit opposite Tan Fei, and if Luo Ye sat on the empty chair next to him for a while, it would be awkward. So, Tan Jie stood behind Tan Fei without a teacher, which seemed much more coordinated, because the white silk man did not sit down, but stood behind the empty chair.

"If you don't understand this, you can't reach Luo Ye's artistic conception." Tan Fei has something to say.

"You're pretty straightforward. But this little brother looks a little familiar to me, huh? Do you have a surname - Han? Sitting opposite Tan Fei around the chair, he took the tea that the white silk man brought from nowhere, and after replying to Tan Fei, he looked at Han Che and asked.

"You know me?" Han Che looked stunned.

Shaking his head, "Did your father work here before?" ”

Han Che understood and nodded. He looks like his dad in seven. "My name is Han Che, and Han Weiguo is my father. These two are Tan Fei and Tan Jie. ”

nodded, "Han Gongzi and these two came to the Humble House today, I don't know what is going on?" ”

Tan Fei kept staring at Luo Ye, but he couldn't see through it. Looking like he was about fifty years old, his gestures were very casual, Tan Fei could vaguely feel that this Luo Ye was also a practitioner, but it was strange that there seemed to be no obvious traces of a cultivator on Luo Ye's body.

In a situation like this, one possibility is that Luo Ye does not know martial arts, and the other is that Luo Ye's cultivation method is relatively special and can hide his breath. Tan Fei was more inclined to the second possibility, because such a situation was not uncommon in the world of cultivating immortals. It's just that limited by his own cultivation realm, Tan Fei can't see through the disguise in this regard yet.

"It's better for you." Han Che turned his head to look at Tan Fei.

"I'm really sorry to take the liberty of disturbing Master Luo, it's not a big deal to talk about it......" Tan Fei picked the key points and briefly said the matter.

Then I saw a constipated look in my eyes.

"What's wrong? Luo Ye? ”

“…… You put so much effort into fighting, just for this? He rubbed his forehead, a little speechless.

"Yes, isn't this the case, it may not be a matter in the eyes of Luo Ye, but I don't have any other good way, people are unfamiliar, I can get things done as soon as possible, and there are important things, so I came to alarm Luo Ye."

"Heh, it's been seven years since I moved into this building, and this is the second time you've been able to get up from the first floor. The first time it was him. He put the teacup on the coffee table and pointed to the white silk man who was standing with his hands tied.

Han Che and Tan Fei didn't speak, they didn't know if it was an honor or a break in the rules, anyway, they knew that there was still something to follow, so they waited with their ears pricked up.

"I've heard of the two brothers, but it won't embarrass Han Gongzi and this little friend, we won't mention him today, just treat it as if you came to see me, a half-old man, so that I feel more comfortable." After speaking, he gestured to the white silk man.

The white silk man nodded and went out, looking at Tan Fei with a somewhat complicated expression, "Time flies so fast, you will get old before you know it, looking at you so young and promising, thinking about the past twenty or thirty years, it seems that it has passed in a blink of an eye."

People like to talk as soon as they get older, and since the three of them are here, they will chat with me, a half-old man.

Over the years, I've been out of place like the air conditioner in this house, but fortunately it's still a little useful in the eyes of some people, so it's just like that, sometimes, it's really involuntarily.

Your father was here in Shudu a few years ago, and I also met with him, and I can't talk about friendship, but I can only know him. I heard that I went to Lu Province? The last few words were addressed to Han Che.

Han Che nodded, he was also a little confused now, what did this so-called King of the Southwest do, his father rarely interacted with the Tao, to put it bluntly, this is a hooligan leader.

The so-called interlacing is like a mountain, not on the same road, the path taken is naturally different, for the bald head Qiang and Xiong Da Xiong Er, Tan Fei can be more clear about their 'career', but like Luo Ye, I really don't understand.

Tan Fei felt more and more that this matter was strange, according to himself, he came to ask for someone, just talk about things, okay or not, whether to talk about conditions or friendship, he should get to the point quickly, but this Luo Ye went around and around like a fighter, and he didn't know what he wanted to express.

However, he did not show impatience, and in any case, he had asked for something today. What's more, he can be called the King of the Southwest, a person with a good reputation in black and white, is definitely not a simple person, saying so much seems to be nonsense, he must be trying to express something.

It's just that the three of them are really helpless to express it so vaguely. Tan Jie stood for an hour, his legs were sore, and Han Che had already looked at his watch several times. Only Tan Fei still maintained a calm face, looking like he was listening carefully, and he kept wondering what this Luo Ye wanted to express.

Seeing the actions of the three of them, he finally stopped the topic, "Mr. Tan Fei, come with me, you two can sit at will." ”

Tan Fei and Han Che nodded and motioned for them to wait for a while, and as they went out, they went to another office. He didn't shy away from closing the door, opened a safe under the desk in front of Tan Fei, and took out a card from it.

The cards are oval in shape, reddish-brown in color, and the material is not recognizable. There is a hole at the upper end, which can be extended into a hole the size of an index finger, and a wisp of tassels hangs at the lower end, and words are engraved on both sides, but they are ancient characters, and Tan Fei can't recognize them.

"Mr. Tan is here for this thing, right?"

Tan Fei didn't speak, shook his head.

"Not? …… So, where did Mr. Tan come from? ”

Tan Fei was stunned for a moment, his mind turned, and he said casually, "Immortal Sect." ”

"Immortal Sect?" There was a look of doubt in his relieved expression. "Dare to ask where your sect is?"

Tan Fei was silent again, he hadn't made it up yet.