[Tomorrow morning update~]

After hearing the origin of the name of the immortal, and then looking at each other's dress, they all suddenly realized-

The three resident guests are all dressed in period costumes today, but in slightly different styles.

Lang Zhuo was slightly chubby and blessed, so he dressed up as an outsider, and walked leisurely with a folding fan, which was extravagant; Yu Lin wore a jet-black suit, wearing a hat, a shallow scar was drawn on the eyebrow bone, and his eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, like a chivalrous warrior who walked the world with a sword; Nan Xian is wearing a snow-white gauze skirt, the cuffs and skirt are embroidered with orchids with silver dark threads, and the smoky shawl falls gently like water, adding a bit of surprise to the coldness, floating like a fairy.

Director Deng introduced the background of the recording location, and then got to the point-

"The theme of this issue is 'The Secret of the Longevity of Buxian Village', and in three days, you can get clues about the general longevity of the villagers through contact with the villagers. In response to the country's targeted poverty alleviation, this issue also adds a new gameplay, we invite three representatives of well-known domestic entrepreneurs to come to Buxian Xian, and form a two-person team with you to complete the task together! ”

When he said this, he suddenly paused, and glanced in the direction of Nan Xian very vaguely.

Nan Xian happened to catch the fleeting meaning in his eyes, blinking, and a big question mark popped up in his head.

Immediately, when he saw the three small boats slowly drifting across the river, and the familiar figure standing on the boat at the front, the question mark turned into an exclamation mark.

Yes, speaking of well-known entrepreneurs in China, how could you forget-

He Mingxiao.

He Mingxiao's dress today is very eye-catching, his black hair is white, his eyes are slightly lowered, he stands with his hands in his hands, and his silky sideburns are blown by the river breeze, just a ray of sunlight swept by, gilding his body with a layer of dazzling light like gold.

The wind rises, the shadow moves, the river surface is sparkling, and the people on the boat are like immortals.

Nan Xian couldn't help but look slightly stunned - she had never seen such He Mingxiao, whether in her previous life or in this life.

Unexpected, but reasonable, this outfit suits him perfectly.

When she came back to her senses, her cheeks and ears were hot, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, and subconsciously glanced at the others with her spare eyes.

Fortunately, everyone was watching the guests on the boat, and no one noticed him.

But soon, her little embarrassment vanished—

She saw the man in the second boat.

Wei Zeling.

Nan Xian's attention was attracted by He Mingxiao just now, and she didn't see her for a while.

Wei Zeling's style is really special, even if it is an ancient costume, she is as enthusiastic as usual, wantonly showing off her charm.

Dressed in a flaming red orchid dress, the fitted cut frames the waves on the chest are more seductive, the fabric is embellished with filigree and sequins, and the bare snow-white waist is surrounded by a golden belt chain, made of small broken gemstones that sparkle in the sun.

She stepped ashore with a light leap, took off the thin red veil that covered her face, and smiled enthusiastically at the three of them, as dazzling as the sun.

Nan Xian maintained a commercial smirk and gestured to her without speaking.

She and Wei Zeling have no friendship, if they don't say that they have, it is also a bad relationship, she really doesn't want to, and there is no need to be false with her.

Lang Zhuo responded happily, and praised Wei Zeling a few words, then turned his gaze to the back, and suddenly almost couldn't help laughing.

The last entrepreneur guest was Sheng Zhicheng, the third-generation successor of the father of Huaguo Digital, who looked like a Michelin tire man.

He was helped down from the boat by the assistant, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the tissue in his pocket.

The movement suddenly stopped, he raised his head and collided with Nan Xian's gaze.

Nan Xian slightly hooked the corners of her lower lip and narrowed her eyes with interest.

"Ah...... It turned out to be a goblin. ”