God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 53 Tongbei Martial Arts ([-])

After hearing Zhang Chuan's refusal, the old man looked a little regretful, but that's not the point.

His legs flicked, and a shadow flew onto the table. It was a smartphone.

After moving his arm and tapping it a few times with shrugging fingers, he turned the screen to Zhang Chuan.

"Look, isn't it beautiful?"

A photo was displayed on the screen. It was a young woman with long, smooth black hair and exquisite facial features, but the sharp eyes destroyed this beauty, thus giving her a heroic look.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Putting down the teacup, even though the tea is delicious, it is still a bit tired at this time.

"That's right, let's sit down and talk." After talking for a long time, the old man didn't know what to say, and finally popped out such a sentence.

"My time is very precious." Zhang Chuan said coldly.He has already wasted enough time here, and according to the past, he has already finished playing the next martial arts gym.

"Houjin, are you alright, kid?" The old man turned his head and shouted towards the next room,

"Okay, okay, master." Hou Jin walked out holding several exquisite boxes. He obviously wanted to delay for a while, but now he was blaming him again.

It was placed in a wooden box on the table, containing an exquisite jade pen.

"How about taking this as my compensation to Xiaoyou?" He stared straight at Zhang Chuan, not afraid that the other party would not agree, "Besides, I still have some worthless little things. I wonder if Xiaoyou has enough time?" ?”

According to the system's estimate, this exquisite jade pen is worth one million yuan, and the other party can be said to have spent a lot of money.

"Well, I'll think about it."

Zhang Chuan, who closed his eyes, kept shaking his head as if thinking.

"Houjin, hurry up and get those things from my room."

After another run, Houjin made two trips back and forth, and piled the things in his hands on the table.

Zhang Chuan, who opened his eyes leisurely, was suffocated because the other party gave too much.

According to systematic estimates, there are as many as 1000 million suet jade Buddha statues, simple scrolls, and gold and silver jewelry.

So much made him a little overwhelmed.

"I don't know if my little friend has enough time now?"

He clearly saw a flash of panic in Zhang Chuan's eyes, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

I'm not afraid that you are greedy, but I'm afraid that you don't want anything, and he, as a martial artist Dzogchen, in his three hundred years, wants to have as many of these vulgar things as he wants, it's just a hobby.

"Okay, tell me a time." He picked up the teacup tremblingly, and after taking a sip of the cold tea, he calmed down his excited heart, "But let me say it first, just talk, don't think about anything else. gone."

"Of course, it also depends on whether the two parties are compatible. The melon that is twisted is not sweet, and the old man knows this truth. If you choose a day or not, let it be today." He made a look, and Houjin put the phone on the phone. In the ear of the old man.

"Xiaoyue, I'm dying, can you come and see me for the last time?"

He made a very weak voice and said to the woman on the phone.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll hang up first."

The tone of the other party was very cold, which made the old man a little embarrassed.

"This time it's true. I'm really dying. I really want to see my precious granddaughter again." The hoarse voice was like a dying old man.

"Really?" The cold female voice changed a little.

Hearing that things had turned around, the old man hurriedly asked Hou Jin to take a photo of himself, which showed him lying on a chair with his hands hanging down in a strange posture, which really looked like that.

"Wait for me, I'll be right over!"

The voice inside was very anxious and hung up the phone.

"Hahaha, what do you think of my acting skills?"

Renewing his vigor, he looked at the two of them, but Hou Jin just shook his head helplessly. If this continues, the junior sister may really never come again.

On the other hand, Zhang Chuan's expression remained unchanged, and he silently put away the things on the table.

Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed in.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you!"

As in the photo, a very beautiful woman.

The smile froze on the old man's face, and then he wailed in pain, "Ah, I'm dying!"

Chi Xiaoyue grabbed the old man's arm, and after her true energy flowed inside, her face became more and more ugly, and finally turned into a ferocious face.

"Who did it!" She looked at Houjin.

Although Houjin didn't speak, he looked towards Zhang Chuan subconsciously.

At this time, Chi Xiaoyue realized that there seemed to be a stranger beside her whom she had never seen before. At first she thought it was a new apprentice of the martial arts school, but now she realized something was wrong.

Because the other party's expression was too indifferent, even Monkey Gold would feel a little panicked under his own momentum, but this young man didn't show any timidity.

"Did you do it!"

Her eyes were fixed on Zhang Chuan, and she rushed towards him with aura.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the old man hurriedly got up, "Hahaha, Xiaoyue, don't be too nervous, this is all just pretending."

Hearing these words, instead of relaxing, Chi Xiaoyue's face became more serious.

"Grandpa, stop talking nonsense, your two arms almost hurt your meridians!"

"It's not hurt." The old man laughed, then stopped in front of her, "Come, let me introduce to you, this is...that, little friend, what is your name?"

"Zhang Chuan."

After working for a long time, he didn't even know his own name, so he had to be a matchmaker for himself. Was this old man in a hurry?
"Oh, that's right! You see, I forgot about it just for a moment." The old man who laughed a few times hurriedly said to Chi Xiaoyue, "This little friend Zhang Chuan is not only handsome, but also very powerful. He is really Dragon and phoenix among people”

As long as it was a nice word, the old man said it as if he didn't want money, and even Zhang Chuan felt a little blush when he heard it.

"Forget it, as long as it's okay, I have to go back now."

Looking at the watch on her right wrist, she walked towards the door after she finished speaking.

"Wait a minute!" The old man shouted hurriedly, but the other party ignored him at all and walked straight away outside.

Under the signal of his eyes, Hou Jin hurriedly stopped him, but was slapped on the ground with his palm.

"Woo, I, as a senior brother, will soon be unable to keep up with my junior sister."

Even if he had tried against Zhang Chuan just now, but now he beat himself to the ground with one slap, he was really ashamed to be a senior brother.

Moreover, why can anyone beat themselves up today!

The somewhat confused Houjin has doubts about his life. Did he not read the almanac when he went out today?Or hit Tai Sui?

At this moment, a figure stood in front of Chi Xiaoyue.

(End of this chapter)