"And what does this have to do with you?" Makora asked.

"Because this thing I'm going to be is special," said the old woman, slowly reaching into her arms and groping for it, "eighty percent would be considered worthless." ”

"One, worthless?" Sora asked, "What is it?" ”

"This is it." The old woman took out a red rope from her bosom and shook it in front of everyone's eyes.

This red rope has obviously suffered the same vicissitudes as the old woman, and the red has been peeled off in large areas, making it look bizarre.

"What's, what is this?" Makora asked.

"As you can see, it's just an ordinary red rope." The old woman said.

"W-how much is this worth?" Soku was still asking, he really didn't believe that anyone would go to great lengths to be such a thing.

"What do you say?" The old woman asked rhetorically.

"What kind of antique is this?"

"Huh." The old woman laughed, "You can't say it's an antique. ”

"Huh?"

"This was given to me by the bad old man in the family when my mother got married."

"That's history." Muku muttered.

"Who's to say it isn't?" The old woman slowly tied the red rope to her head, "That bad old man in my family has been dead for more than thirty years. ”

More than thirty years?

The old woman looked like she was only in her sixties, and it seemed that the so-called bad old man didn't live long.

"That's a pity." Sora said.

"Regret what?" The old woman said disapprehantly, "That bad old man has lived to be eighty-nine years old, and all the old lady's youth has been buried in his hands." ”

Eighty-nine years old?

More than 30 years old?

That is, more than thirty years ago, that old guy was already nearly ninety years old?

At that time, the old woman was only in her thirties, just in her youth, and she was a lot of flowers, which was a little incongruous at this age.

"Do you think that old man in my family is a lot older and falls in love with a beautiful girl like me?" The old woman seemed to see the blank confusion in her eyes.

It's just that the words "beautiful girl" came out of the mouth of an old woman with a thick grease powder on her face and a red rope on her head, which looked very awkward.

"Isn't it?" Makora asked.

"Huh." The old woman laughed again, and the laughter was good, like a young girl.

"Guess how old I am?" The old woman asked.

"Sixty-five." Sora said casually.

"It's small."

"Sixty-six." The little rabbit said with a smile.

"Small."

"Sixty-eight!" Rey spoke.

"It's too small."

"Seventy-five." Very rarely, the cold beauty also spoke, and her voice was as pleasant as a yellow warbler.

"Guess the big one." The old woman glanced at the cold beauty.

"Eighty-eight!" As if provoked, the cold beauty raised her voice.

The old woman pursed her lips, then shook her head.

This action couldn't be more obvious, everyone guessed wrong, and it was still far from the real number.

"One hundred!" Muku shouted loudly.

If the old woman in front of her is really a hundred years old, then her maintenance is not only good, it is simply amazing.

"Actually," said the old woman slowly, "I and the old man of my family were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, and this is a wonderful fate. ”

"Same year, same month, same day?" Eyes widened.

You must know that the old man he has never met has been dead for more than thirty years, and he was eighty-nine years old when he died.

So, the old woman in front of her is at least one hundred and twenty years old?

"My mother is one hundred and twenty-seven years old this year." The old woman said lightly.

"This, this is simply ......" was speechless.

"Unbelievable, isn't it?"

"Hmm." Everyone nodded, including the cold beauty.

"Am I a beauty?" The old woman asked with a smile.

"Count, that's great!" Mu Hollow said convincingly.

Although the wrinkles on the old woman's face cannot be covered by thick powder, she is definitely the most beautiful of the women in her hundreds!

"Then when did my mother-in-law get married?" Bunny asked suddenly.

"Twenty-seven years old, exactly one hundred years ago."

"Wow!" The little rabbit clapped his hands and said, "So this red rope is a hundred years old, what a rare treasure." ”

"Hehe," the old woman touched the red rope on her head, "it seems to me that this is a treasure, of course, but what would the one on the hillside think?" ”

How to think?

You're going to have to go to hell.

Mukong thought to himself.

You must know that such an ordinary red rope is not worth a few dollars even when it is "peerless", let alone a hundred years later.

"So, you need my help?" Makora asked.

"Yes."

"And how can I help you?"

"Just give me what you've got around your neck."

"Plus, double?"

"Yes." The old woman explained, "A person who has a doubling charm will not be sent to the Yellow ** Domain, no matter what he holds in his hand. The doubling is the equivalent of an entrance ticket on the hillside. ”

"I see." Sora said.

"Doubling?" Rey looked at the paper around his neck and said, "So this thing isn't an ornament." ”

"Nonsense!" Ray glanced blankly, "Who would treat such an ugly piece of paper as an ornament?" ”

"Yes, yes." Rey scratched his blonde hair.

In fact, the moment he saw the empty eyes, Rey noticed the piece of paper around his neck.

At that time, I just thought that this boy's brother had the wrong nerve.

You know, rich people always have some strange behavior, so Rey didn't ask much.

"Don't worry." The old woman said, "As soon as you enter the hillside, I will give you back the doubling charm." All I needed was to walk up the hill and take the red rope there. ”

"Okay." Sora said.

"Thank you."

"Can I ask a question?"

"Please."

"Why do you take the risk when you know that what you have in your hands is not valuable?"

“…… It's a kind of commemoration. The old woman thought for a moment and said.

"This year marks the 100th anniversary of my marriage to the old man." The old woman's eyes were full of tears, "When we were young, we liked to come to the mausoleum pawnshop to play. The scenery, the unique rules, and the exquisite food are all very much to our liking, especially this Huangquanpo, which my old man likes very much. ”

"This hillside?" Mukong looked left and right, "This hillside doesn't seem special to me." ”

"That's because we haven't gone up yet." The old woman said, "After the Goddess of Destiny, the scenery on the hillside will be very different. ”

"Yes, yes." Ling Ling clapped his little hands and said, "The scenery on the hillside is beautiful, especially the big tree. Bunny has been here once. ”

"That's right." The old woman said lovingly, "My rough old man likes that tree the most." To say that to see that tree is to see eternal life. I think about it, I think that this 100th anniversary cannot be in vain, and I want to bury this red rope that he tied with my own hands under his favorite tree, which can be regarded as a kind of commemoration for him. ”

"Give." Mekong neatly untied the piece of paper hanging around his neck, "Take it, it doesn't matter if you don't give it back to me." ”

"It's refreshing!" Rey praised.

"Big brother is so good." The little rabbit also praised.

"Huh." Leng Meiren smiled, "Good job." ”

"Really?" Sora seized the opportunity to turn his head and smile what he thought was good.

“…… My name is Murong Qiushui. Leng Meiren finally said her name, which was like a reward for Soku's righteous and courageous actions.

"That's so good!" Sora praised loudly.

"Hmph." Murong Qiushui snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"This, this," Mukong scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't mean anything else, Miss Murong's name is really good." I have always been very envious of people with compound surnames, and I feel that the name is very imposing and catchy. ”

"What's so rare about having a double surname?" The old woman suddenly spoke, "The old lady is also a double surname." ”

"And what's Grandma's name?" Bunny asked with a smile.

"Hehe," the old woman smiled, "my name is Blossom Jade." ”

"Such as, such as flowers?" Dumbfounded.

It's really not a mistake to call an old woman like this.

Wait, is there a compound surname like a flower?

Although the two outsiders, Mukong and Rey, were dumbfounded, the cold beauties Murong Qiushui and Xiaotu were not calm.

"Like a flower, like a flower like jade?" Murong Qiushui muttered.

"Exactly."

"You, you are Miss Ruhua, who was known as the second most beautiful woman in the birdman market a hundred years ago?" Murong Qiushui said in disbelief.

"Yes." The old woman smiled.

For just a moment, it seemed as if time had gone back, and everyone vaguely saw the old face from her old face.

"First, the second beauty?" Confused, "Who is the first beauty?" ”

"Miss Lili." Bunny explained.

"Lili?" Hearing this name, Mekong suddenly felt dizzy, and then had a headache.

Not only was his eyes empty, but Rey also felt dizzy, as if Lili was a name that could not be touched.

What the hell is going on here?

"Hey, big brother, Brother Rey," Bunny asked with concern, "Are you two alright?" ”

"No, it's fine." Meku pressed his head hard.

"It's an honor to be able to meet seniors," Murong Qiushui said, "It's an honor to be here." ”

"It's all in the past." Ruhua said lightly, "The false name has made me bear the burden of my whole life, and I am miserable. Now I know that these are just passing glances and worthless. ”

"Thank you seniors for your advice." Murong Qiushui said.

"I know you." Ruhua Ruyu looked at Qiushui and said, "Although you are not the three golden flowers in the birdman market, Miss Murong also occupies the top five on the beauty list." ”

"In front of the seniors, these are all floating clouds." Murong Qiushui said very sincerely, but a pair of watery eyes were erratic.

"I hope you can really think of these as floating clouds." Ruhua Ruyu said earnestly, "I was very dissatisfied back then, why did I rank below Miss Lili, this kind of unwillingness and disobedience is like a cage that has trapped me for a hundred years!" ”