C23 The Continuous Shock

A faint fragrance.

When the two of them pushed open the door and entered, a few dogs that had been hit by the cannon fire were not fierce and there were a lot of people. A few peregrine falcons on the roof howled. Wang Jiajia wiped her hands on her apron and walked out.

"Su Yuewan! Have you come to see us?"

She smiled.

She did not remember Su Yuewan harming them.

"Haoyu went to raise pigs. She said it was too hard to see me. She asked me to take care of housework in the future. I am not allowed to do the farm work outside. It is tiring to do it alone."

"Come in and sit down!"

The wind chimes rang. Han Ziyang's heart was as firm as a rock. But for some reason his heart softened. Had he stayed with this woman for three years in this peaceful place?

Such a bitter day, what should he do...

Just as he was thinking about it, he found a few golden bricks with a corner of the table. With his eyesight, could he see wrong?

Real gold!

The tables and chairs were nothing. Although they were old wood, they weren't expensive. However, when he looked up at the ceiling, the corner of his mouth twitched again.

In the middle, a night pearl the size of a soccer ball hung down. Around it, there were eight slightly smaller pearls.

Was he going to use this to light up?

Living in seclusion, with so many treasures and still living in seclusion!

It must be an ulterior motive.

Su Yuewan was also frightened. The last time she came, it was quite simple and crude. She used ordinary flames according to her life. This time, the incense burner on the table emitted a faint fragrance. One look and one could tell it was simple and expensive. Of course, the four characters of the Void Sky Cauldron were naturally not recognized.

"Come, drink some tea!"

The ivory tea set was still the same as before, but the crystal-like tea leaves inside emitted a sweet fragrance. Just by leaning on the side, it made people feel refreshed. Han Ziyang exchanged a glance with Su Yuewan. At present, Han Ziyang felt that his spirit was better than any other day!

This fragrance was not something simple.

Because he picked up the incense burner to observe. There was no bright fire at all, but there was smoke rising into the sky. Han Ziyang said softly, "What kind of tea is this? It's so translucent and translucent. The fragrance assailed my nose. Besides the aftertaste in my mouth, it actually makes me feel comfortable all over."

She could not bring herself to ask this question if she wanted to give it to Su Yuewan.

"Oh, my husband said that this is a Ethereal Spiritual Tea. If the well water does not work, I will make it. But drinking a few catties also has the effect of extending one's lifespan and getting rid of all diseases."

Prolonging one's lifespan and getting rid of all diseases?

His face was full of suspicion, but when he looked at the tea soup, the tea leaves were soft. There was even a layer of faint luster, making one have no choice but to doubt it.

No way, no way, right?

Could it really be a treasure?!

"Let's wait for my husband to come back and have dinner together."

Manglong frowned first. Su Yuewan was already used to it. Han Ziyang took care of the tea and nodded lightly. In the afternoon, he actually felt a little comfortable in this long and leisurely time.

"How could that be? ... How can this kind of life be good?"

He suddenly remembered when he was very young, he had been fooling around with his brother.

He always said that he wanted to create a world for himself. Later on, he did not disappoint everyone and successfully inherited the family business. Moreover, he even expanded it. However, running about busily was naturally unavoidable. For example, he had heard about his brother's matter from Su Yuewan that day. However, it was already half a month later when he arrived.

When his brother was young, he did not fight for his Ultraman. Instead, he took responsibility for piling up wood. He said that his dream was to have money and leisure. It would be best if he could have a few wives.

Now, it seemed that he had done everything except the last thing.

Big brother, big brother, do you really not have any ulterior motives?

When he came back with the hoe, he sighed endlessly in his heart. His cultivation realm had fallen, and he used magic to deal with farm work. It was actually a bit of a waste of spiritual energy, so he naturally wouldn't activate his spiritual sense and add another portion of his energy.

Therefore, when he entered and saw Han Ziyang, he trembled.

It was a shiver in his heart.

He had been a wanderer for many years, and he had returned to his hometown innocently. The man in front of him, who was only handsome and had no resemblance to him, was his only brother who shared the same bloodline as him.

The Daofather's Dao heart had been broken.

"He's coming, little brother."

Han Ziyang had accumulated a lot of thoughts, but when he met his elder brother's pure gaze, this young, rich, rich man who was rich in wealth and dignity suddenly lost control of his emotions.

His strong self-control that relied on survival suddenly disappeared.

"Quickly sit down. Big brother will cook for you." He looked at his younger brother and smiled dotingly. He said, "You're the richest man out there. You're doing business and socializing every day. I'm afraid you're very tired. When you come, you'll have a good rest. Brother has quite a lot of good things here. I'll bring some for you when you leave. "

Although he knew that his younger brother might not have good intentions towards him, the past grudges between the two of them were also very big.

However, he had long thrown these grudges and disputes to the side.

At this moment, his actions merely gave off a very familiar feeling of intimacy. There was no such thing as being tied up. There were countless disciples and disciples in the universe. He couldn't come because he missed them, but when they came, he wanted them to be happy and comfortable.

Because his goal was to be happy and comfortable.

"You said that Jia Jia is the same. Little brother, when you came, you still didn't call me back!"

"Jia Jia, where did you put the spiritual sheep I killed with the green lotus seeds?"

Han Ziyang wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

His brother's words were illogical. What was the green lotus seed? What was a spiritual sheep? However, as a bloodline connection, he felt that his brother was somewhat unfathomable.

"Wow, he's Han Ziyang? Oh my god, your brother is the richest man in the world!"

"Then you are the richest man in the world!"

Wang Jiajia's words made Han Ziyang look coldly at her. No matter what his brother thought, he should do it. But if this outsider dared to covet him, he would definitely die without a burial ground!

"This is great, this is great..."

Wang Jiajia was still praising him, but suddenly, she thought of something and softly said, "Eh, Hubby, why did I suddenly remember? Is the field at the door going to water you or something? I forgot that they came today."

It's okay, it's okay! "

Su Yuewan might be more clear-headed as she kept looking at Han Ziyang. But until the end of the meal, he still did not say a word. He did not know when he would pull out a thread. It would be more appropriate.

The evening sun was about to enter the sea.

The soft light of the night pearl on top of it took care of a certain side profile.

Seeing him sit down along the threshold, Han Ziyang also sat down. He waved his hand casually, and Manglong, who understood, took out a cigarette and a fire. He passed one to Han Haoyu and finally opened his mouth to say the first sentence.

"Didn't you always smoke before? Dad doesn't let you smoke either. Want one?"

Han Haoyu was a little surprised. He took the cigarette and lit it.

He said calmly, "Do you believe me if I say I don't want to rob you of your property?"

Han Ziyang was also stunned.

"I believe you. I have always believed you."

"Haha!" The two brothers looked at each other and laughed. Han Ziyang also lit a cigarette.