Chapter 739: Ten Thousand Years of Earth Spiritual Fluid (End)

For the place of Blue Sky Lane, no one can be more familiar with it than Gu Qingyan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This level of familiarity, even his father, is not as familiar as everything she has here, because this is the place where she has played since she was a child, and it is precisely because of this that she is so familiar with the hidden weapons here, not to mention, Old Man Xiao is a world friend with the Gu family, and he loves her even more, and she knows everything here.

Through the corridor, Yang Ming and the others walked into a small dimly lit attic, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that there was a person living here.

Looking at the cobwebs in the room, especially the dense garbage on the ground, and even some of them emitted a foul smell, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth suddenly twitched, how lazy does this old man Xiao have to be to do this?

To be honest, Yang Ming felt that even if a pig lived here, I was afraid that the other party would be dirty, let alone a big living person.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming's heart was full of wry smiles, and he said secretly: "This old man Xiao not only has a strange temper, but even people are too lazy!"

Seeing this chaotic and sloppy scene, Gu Qingyan Dai's eyebrows also wrinkled slightly, and she immediately shouted angrily towards the small attic: "Old thing, get down for my aunt!"

This angry shout resounded almost throughout the Blue Sky Alley.

The sudden angry shout suddenly made Yang Ming stunned, and then looked at Gu Qingyan, who was like an angry female leopard, he couldn't help but hold his forehead, and secretly said in his heart: "This girl is too tough, right? Woman, you really can't just look at the surface!"

A sound almost shook the small attic, and then a sloppy figure rolled down the attic stairs in an instant.

If you don't look closely, I'm afraid that this figure will be considered a piece of garbage, and it will definitely not be associated with a living person.

"This Nima's is too weird, isn't it?" The moment he saw this sloppy old man, Yang Ming suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, before entering this place, he felt that the temperament of the owner of this place should be extremely weird, but he never expected it to be so weird!

However, Yang Ming did not have any dislike because of this, everyone's lifestyle is different, and this sloppy old man also has his own preferences and lifestyle.

"Hey, Aunt Qingyan, why do you have time to come to my old man's place today, do you fall in love with this place again......" The words stopped suddenly, and the sloppy old man suddenly raised his cloudy gaze, and then looked at Gu Qingyan vigilantly.

"Phew, you old man, aunt, will I be rare of your garbage?" As soon as she saw the appearance of the sloppy old man, Gu Qingyan suddenly became angry, completely lost the reserve she had when she met Yang Ming, and the whole person was like an angry female leopard, glaring at the sloppy old man with grinning teeth.

"Oh, it's good that I didn't like it!" Although the sloppy old man said this, he muttered in his heart: "Every time I say that I don't like it, I don't see you leaving empty-handed when you leave......"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Ming almost didn't laugh out loud.

"Hmph!" Pursing her red lips lightly, Gu Qingyan suddenly let go of her figure and said unceremoniously: "This is my aunt's friend, Yang Ming!"

"Well, you've brought an outsider girl with you, what the hell do you want to do?

The sloppy old man's eyes suddenly became more and more vigilant, and his gaze at Yang Ming was even more hostile, if his gaze could kill people, it was estimated that there were already many holes in Yang Ming's body now.

Feeling the hostile gaze of the sloppy old man, Yang Ming suddenly felt depressed in his heart, and said secretly: "This is not a good start!"

Hearing this, Gu Qingyan suddenly rolled her eyes in anger, eager to strangle the old thing in front of her.

"Grandma said, it's not uncommon for you to have a broken thing, my friend came here just to make a deal with you. Gu Qingyan didn't bother to pay attention to this nervous old man, and said directly.

After finishing speaking, Gu Qingyan simply walked to the side, and continued to clean up things in the small attic on the ground, all of this was done very naturally, obviously not for the first time.

Looking at Gu Qingyan's busy shadow, a faint touch of tenderness suddenly appeared in the sloppy old man's cloudy eyes, as if he recalled some of the past events.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming became more and more sure in his heart that the relationship between the two was definitely not simple......

At that moment, Yang Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't talk to the sloppy old man directly, but wandered around in the small attic.

Slowly circling around the small attic, Yang Ming, as a physician, suddenly locked his eyes on the wooden boxes on the cabinet in the small attic.

"Purple Canwood?"

Looking at the uniform purple wooden box, Yang Ming suddenly exclaimed, this purple wood is a very precious material, and it is the best storage box to protect medicines.

On the market, the price of each box made of purple can wood is at least about 100,000 taels of gold, and there are dozens of them here, what kind of concept is this?

The value of this wooden box alone is so high, so how precious is the contents of the box?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Ming couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and wanted to reach out to open the purple wood box in front of him, but the moment his palm stretched out, a feeling of scalp tingling instantly came to his heart.

At this moment, Yang Ming suddenly had an extremely strong feeling that if his palm touched this wooden box, then his own would be in mortal danger.

At the moment when this feeling appeared, Yang Ming suddenly remembered Gu Qingyan's advice before entering the door, don't touch the things here, otherwise, all the consequences will be borne by yourself.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming felt that his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Damn, why is the control getting worse and worse?" muttered secretly in his heart, Yang Ming hurriedly retracted the palm that had just been stretched out.

At this moment, Yang Ming seemed to be aware of it and hurriedly turned his head, however, at this moment of turning his head, a pair of cloudy eyes with a hint of playfulness touched together.

The moment the two eyes touched, Yang Ming saw the sloppy old man's smiling expression, and in an instant, he felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet onto the Heavenly Spirit Gai, making him can't help but shiver viciously.

This chill does not come from the suppression of momentum, but from Yang Ming's sixth sense, which is a very dangerous signal......