Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 99

The more you go in this ancient alley, the narrower it becomes, dilapidated and dilapidated, with dead leaves piled up in the corners of the roadside, lonely and desolate, with no human habitation.

Ling Xi couldn't help frowning and said in a low voice: "Didn't you say that Taozhi District has the highest housing price? Why is it so dilapidated?" He has also seen poor people, but this kind of place...he really doubts whether people can live in it.

"There are places like this everywhere, isn't the Dragon Palace Stable also built like this, simple and low-key." Ao Hong replied arrogantly.

...Do you compare the place where people live with the place where pegasus live?Besides, your stable is built like a fairy palace, with jade pavilions, Lingxi rolled his eyes in his heart.

The two walked to the depths of the ancient alley, and Ao Hong knocked on the door.

An old voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Chen Desheng, there is your courier." Ao Hong raised his voice.

"Wait a moment."

The two waited at the door for a while. Accompanied by low coughing, a thin old man came to open the door. He raised his drooping eyelids to look at the two and said strangely, "Who are you? I don't have a courier..."

"Well, your grandson-in-law asked us to bring it to you, and asked us to say hello to him."

"Three layers of thickened cotton coating, three printed padded jackets and gold silk black bamboo gowns. Sign for it." Ao Hong took out a dozen paper clothes from the Sumeru ring, snapped his fingers chicly, and his fingertips ignited A cluster of dragon fire ignited the paper clothes.

Chen Desheng stared blankly at the extra paper clothes in his hand, hesitantly said: "What grandson-in-law? Am I just a grandson?" Even though he is already dead, he is clear about the matters above.

"Well, he just found you a grandson-in-law." Ao Hong said casually, without considering his mental capacity at all.

"Hmm..." The old man gasped, clutching his chest and leaning back, Ling Xi let out a cry of surprise and instinctively went to help him.

"You are just a ghost, you have no heart disease." Ao Hong said indifferently.

"That's right." The old man sat up in shock in his dying illness, without even using a cane, he patted the dirt and got up by himself, Ling Xi withdrew his hand in a little embarrassment.

"Sit in your room." Chen Desheng sighed, and led them into the room sideways.

The outside is already a dark corner, living in a remote corner, and the inside is even darker. Lingxi can't tell the truth in front of the old man, so he nervously groped the wall and walked forward. Seeing this, Ao Hong thoughtfully supported him behind his back .

Ling Xi suddenly relaxed, with Ao Hong's hand behind him pushing him, he walked over almost blindly, after a few minutes, his eyes gradually adapted to the indoor environment, and he could see the surroundings clearly.

The old man made tea for the two of them, and the tea was thick with mist. Chen Desheng sat down slowly, and sighed depressedly: "Why did he find a man?"

"It can't be forced." Ao Hong blew on the tea noodles and took a sip.

"I'm not afraid that the old Chen family will be cut off. After all, my family has no throne." Chen Desheng said frankly, shaking his head helplessly with one arm on the table, and said with a touch of worry in his words: "But he is the only one. If he doesn't get married, he will wait until he is old What can I do?"

"His parents have come down to accompany me, and he is left alone in the world." They can't do such a stupid thing as tricking a good girl into getting married.Chen Desheng confided in his heart that he lived alone, and finally came to talk about people who knew his child, and couldn't help talking more.

Unexpectedly, the old man's thinking is quite avant-garde, Ling Xi secretly thought in his heart.

"No, I don't agree!" Chen Desheng made up his mind, slammed his fist on the table with one hand and said, "I don't even spend money from my parents. Why live here? Isn't it to save more money for their children?" .”

"I'm afraid that Chen Qi will be alone."

"You don't have to worry about that." Ao Hong said quietly: "He will definitely live longer than Chen Qi." Chen Qi must be accompanied.

As the so-called thousand-year-old 8-year-old tortoise, it is not a problem for Yazi to live to the next calamity.

"And your grandson-in-law is very capable, I'm afraid you can count on her in the future." Ao Hong said calmly.

"...We don't count on him! Who do you think he is, can you let me live in the city center and buy a three-bedroom house?" The old man patted the table with his beard blowing up, trembling slightly on his chin.

"Yes." Ao Hong nodded, paused and added: "Let him do it in one step, and get you a villa."

The housing price in the center of the Underworld is only [-] square meters. The reason why most people still rely on house allocation is because the wages in the Underworld are low, and many people are old people who have passed away normally and cannot continue to work at all. They just want to continue dancing. Square dancing, going to college for the elderly, and the practice of one-child and two-child reincarnation in the human world have slowed down the queue for reincarnation. These elderly people have greatly slowed down economic development. On the other hand, in the underworld dream business, it is strictly forbidden to disclose the situation of the underworld "Burn more, I want to buy a suite", offenders will be punished by thunder, but Yazi is a beast.

Yazi earns [-] yuan a month. He doesn't eat or drink, and lives on drinking wind, and then deducts points from Xiaofeng's hands. Buying a villa is not a problem.

This is the standard phoenix male configuration, Ao Hong nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Desheng was taken aback for a moment, then said, "What is his identity?"

"Have you heard of Yazi?" Ao Hong got up and signaled Ling Xi to leave.

"Goodbye, sir." Ling Xi nodded politely.

Chen Desheng froze in place, watching the two walk out of the room, looked up at the ceiling and murmured: "Sun...how did you find your partner?"

Their old Chen family has produced such a capable person.

The two walked out, and a gentle-looking man stood under the weeping willows outside Sanling Ancient Alley, holding a large rectangular flat package wrapped in oiled paper in one hand, and nodded when he saw them come out.

"Who is he?" Ling Xi asked in a low voice.

"Wu Zhan, another great leader of the underworld," Ao Hong introduced.

While talking, the two had already walked in front of Wu Zhan, Wu Zhan saluted them with a smile, he was as handsome as he was safe, raised his head and said: "I heard that Your Highness is going back?"

"Well, my lord Nanhai still has some things to deal with." Ao Hong nodded.

"I heard from Wuzai that you are here to find someone?" Wuzhan was more curious, and looked behind Aohong slightly.

Wu Zhan has a gentle temperament, getting along with him is much easier than getting along with Wu Wo, Ao Hong didn't care about his rudeness, raised his eyebrows and said: "There is Chen Desheng inside, give him a villa with a better location."

"Go to Yazi for the money, he lives in Nanhai." Ao Hong sold Yazi in a few words.

Ling Xi couldn't help but feel sad for Yai Zi, who used to be a powerful Yai Zi, now not only has to wash the dishes, but also has to accept the resistance from her lover's family, lost her small coffers when she went to work in the city, and now she has to buy a villa for the old man with a monthly salary of [-].

"They...are they?" Wu Zhan didn't recognize the relationship between Yazi and Chen Desheng for a while, and moved his fingers back and forth between his face and the entrance of Sanling ancient alley, hesitating.

"Father, father-in-law, take care of it." Ao Hong suppressed a smile, happiness was written in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he wanted to leave.

Wu Zhan stretched out his arms to stop them from leaving.

"What else?" Ao Hong asked suspiciously.

"Your Highness, Princess, our judge heard that the princess is an art student, and she stayed at the Hitchton Hotel last night."

"The special order brought this painting to the princess, and a mere gift is not a respect." Wu Zhan nodded with a gentle smile, and presented the frame with both hands.

They also knew that the princess and her biological father were at odds and avoided seeing her, so they could only do what they liked. After all, they heard that the Dragon King of the South China Sea opened the bottom of the Santu River and found the fragments of the dragon pill that he had lost.

This matter can be big or small. On a small scale, they in the underworld are just slack in investigations, but on a serious scale, they do not report the knowledge and deliberately damage the Dragon King's cultivation.

They still have to be neighbors, so why make troubles.

"The judge has a heart, thank you for this king." Ao Hong knew the doorway inside, and thanked him casually.

Ling Xi was curious at the bottom of his heart, wanting to know what the painting was. Just as he turned his mind, the power of the dragon pupil in the bottom of his eyes flickered and ignited, piercing through the opaque dark yellow oil paper in an instant...

When Ling Xi saw the work inside, he took a small breath of air. It was the statue of the Madonna with a spool, the masterpiece of Leonardo da Vinci he had seen before!

He said the value of this painting yesterday, but now Ao Hong is lightly sandwiching it between his arm and waist.

"Subordinates must convey, Longjun Wangfei go slowly." Wu Zhan bowed and saluted.

As soon as he walked a few meters away, Ling Xi immediately pulled the painting out of Ao Hong's armpit, held it in his hands piously and respectfully, and said nervously: "Do you know how old this painting is? How could you hold it like this?"

"Then I'm holding it?" Ao Hong replied speechlessly.

Ling Xi took some time out of her busy schedule to look back at him.

Ao Hong was seen as if being scratched by a peacock feather, and the beauty was either happy or angry, all of which were beautiful and charming only in the painting scroll.

Ao Hong rubbed his nose, whispered his heart to Ling Xi's ear, Ling Xi really blushed this time and couldn't help but look at Ao Hong angrily.

"This painting is too precious, you should give it back to others." Lingxi knew that Ao Hong had a good face outside, so he didn't refute him, but quickly suggested while avoiding Wu Zhan.

"It's okay." Ao Hong explained the meaning of the underworld indifferently. Hitchton is also an industry managed by the underworld. Without their nodding, this painting would not be produced.

Ling Xi was dizzy, and sighed: "Four billions, just give it to me..." Life is full of surprises everywhere. He can see that this kind of master's work is already a gift, and he actually gave it to him. In terms of value, it is also 500 million bets on two-color balls, and you need to hit [-] bets in a row.

"This painting is already a product of the underworld. If you leave the underworld, there is no spiritual energy to conceive it. If it falls into the hands of ordinary humans, it will be mottled and faded within three months." It's useless to give it to others.Ao Hong led Ling Xi back the same way.

The Naihe Bridge in the afternoon was a bit deserted. Meng Poluo was sitting in the awning with her hairpin skirt, sipping milk tea and brushing her phone with a smile. Seeing them go back, she greeted them, "His Royal Highness is gone?"

"Well, you can come to our South China Sea for vacation in your spare time." Ao Hong replied.

"Let's wait for the unmanned vending machines to become popular." After stretching her waist, the graceful Granny Meng said with hope in her voice, "Then I can go on vacation." There is no time for her to rest in this job.