Only Ling Luoyu looked at him with some fun: "Fatty, you are wrong... With your temperament, how could you put such a lot of effort to find Bu Shenglian?"

For people like Feng Chenglin who are rich and easy to take advantage of, they can find out Bu Shenglian's whereabouts in minutes by spending some money.

He came so late, there must be something else.

Sure enough, Feng Chenglin closed the door with a thief: "Everyone, although I didn't find Bu Shenglian, I got a good thing!"

Several people couldn't help but look at his palm.

A pink jade plaque was lying down.

"What is this?" Dingmiao frowned: "This color of jade is indeed rare..."

"It's not jade," Zhou Yan took it over and looked through it: "Wei?"

"What micro?"

"It's just a word 'micro'."

Zhou Yan handed over the back of the jade token, and there was indeed a word "wei".

"Is there anything?" Ling Luoyu looked at Feng Chenglin for no reason.

How mysterious this guy is, it seems like he has found a treasure.

"Weicaotang! Wei..."

Feng Chenglin came over and danced with eyebrows.

"Do you still remember the Micro-Carol in our capital!?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

After saying this, she really remembered it.

In the capital, there is indeed an auction house called Weicaotang. It was only when Mo Xuanchen's auction house was excluded from his way out, so he declared bankruptcy and went to a foreign land.

only--

Does that Weicaotang have anything to do with this Weicaotang?

A sad sigh in my heart, she gently brushed across the wind's back.

"Fatty, are you missing home again?"

"No!" Feng Chenglin was shocked, and shook her hand away, took the jade token, stood it up, and was very serious: "San Young Master, have you not noticed that this thing looks familiar?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

To be honest, it doesn't feel familiar.

However, his appearance made her understand something.

"Fatty, you wouldn't mean that this Weicaotang and the one in our hometown... Weicaotang... are the same?"

How is that possible!?

This is too much!!

Feng Chenglin nodded suddenly: "It's this, Master San, have you remembered it too?"

Ling Luoyu "..."

What do you think of!?

At that time, her original body seemed to prefer dog walking and cock fighting, and was not particularly interested in these auctions.

However, Feng Chenglin likes these occasions very much.

Because, you can install 13.

Now, he said yes, then most probably, it is.

Can--

"How is that possible?"

Ling Luoyu took the jade token of Weicaotang: "How many years have you been this? Fatty..."

Others don't know, but they both know very well.

That is to say, because of the assistance of various elixirs and the blessing of cultivation, the two of them have the age advantage comparable to the gods.

Ordinary people—

Even though those little friends who grew up with them were not alive, they were probably gray-haired and in their 80s.

"What if... they have special opportunities like us? Or, this god itself... can prolong life?"

Feng Chenglin was more looking forward to it than Ling Luoyu, so he took it for granted to think about the better.

"Maybe!" Ling Luoyu frowned and looked down at the jade tablet: "Since that's the case, if you encounter it, let's go over and take a look."

"That's what I mean!" Feng Chenglin jumped up excitedly: "San Young Master, this is a fate that I meet an old friend in a foreign land, but I can meet a hard-earned one!!"
Chapter completed!