Tang Luo shook his head.

"Too."

Chen Han nodded and said nothing.

"Haha, why do I feel like you're very nervous?"

When it was almost time for him, Tang Luo turned his head and asked with a smile.

"I...I hope Xiao Luo Ge can have clues about his life experience, so I feel a little nervous."

Chen Han felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha, don't be nervous, let's get off the bus."

Tang Luo smiled and stopped the car.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Han nodded.

"This is Grandpa Zhang's house, let's go in."

"good."

Tang Luo got out of the car and walked in with Chen Han.

This is also a dilapidated house, which looks very old.

The gate is made of wood, and it makes a 'creaking' sound when touched slightly.

The yard is not a cement floor, it is just paved with some cement bricks, and some things are piled up randomly.

Tang Luo looked around and saw that the butcher's life did not look very good either.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

Just as Tang Luo looked around, he came out of the main house alone.

"Let's look for Grandpa Zhang, is he at home?"

Chen Han said to this man.

"Grandpa Zhang? He is not at home."

This man looked at Tang Luo, then Chen Han, and shook his head.

"I'm not at home? Isn't Grandpa Zhang sick? He's not at home, where have he gone?"

Chen Han was a little strange.

"Dead!"

This man said coldly.

"Okay, go do whatever you need, don't stand here!"

"What? Dead?"

Hearing this person's words, Chen Han widened his eyes.
Chapter completed!