After getting off the car, Sun Changdong pointed to the bungalow in front of him and said, "Mr. Chen, Miss Liu, my grandfather lives here."

Chen Feiyu got off the car and looked around. He saw that this alley was very remote and quiet, just like countless ordinary and common alleys across China. It looked inconspicuous at all, and the bungalow with red bricks and black tiles in front of him was equally unremarkable.

From the outside, at least it looks very ordinary.

If Sun Changdong hadn't brought them here, Chen Feiyu and Liu Tianfeng would never have imagined that the residence of the antique king of Yonggu City would be so ordinary and ordinary.

Chen Feiyu nodded to Sun Changdong and walked in with Liu Tianfeng.

As soon as I stepped into the threshold of the door, a quiet courtyard with bluestone floors came into view. At the end and both sides of the courtyard were ordinary rooms with red bricks and black tiles. It seemed as if they were ordinary rooms.

There is no difference between the courtyards.

However, Chen Feiyu was keenly aware that in the surrounding rooms on both sides, he could clearly feel the auras of two warriors. One aura was weak and could only reach the late stage of "Tongyou", while the other slightly stronger aura had already reached

He became the "half-step master".

Liu Tianfeng also felt the aura of warriors on both sides, and subconsciously looked at Chen Feiyu, and immediately felt at ease. With Chen Feiyu here, what would happen if there were ten times more warriors?

Chen Feiyu smiled indifferently and followed Sun Changdong directly to the house at the end of the courtyard.

Sun Changdong knocked on the door first, coughed slightly, and said: "Grandpa, I brought two friends to see you, let's go in now."

He opened the door and made a gesture of invitation to Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu stepped forward and couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He saw that the room was decorated with antique style, antiques were placed in the room in an orderly manner, celadon-glazed ceramics, precious paintings and calligraphy, exquisite snuff bottles and so on. Although there were many in number, there was nothing

There is a sense of abruptness and vulgarity, and a sense of harmony everywhere, as if these antiques should be placed here, giving people an indescribable classical beauty. Compared with the ordinary and ordinary alleys and courtyards just now, it is simply two different things.

Kind of extreme.

If I could use an idiom to describe Chen Feiyu's feeling at this moment, it would be "failure on the outside, but gold and jade on the inside".

In addition to the antique decoration, there is also a very good smell of agarwood in the house. It is elegant and timeless, with a long aftertaste, which refreshes people's spirits.

At this moment, an old man sat leisurely on a wicker chair in the center of the room. He had gray hair and was wearing a gray Tang suit. He was holding two iron eggs in his hand and playing with them with his eyes closed. He looked at ease, calm and comfortable, just like the outside world.

Everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

Chen Feiyu and Liu Tianfeng looked at each other and it seemed that this old man was the person they were looking for this time - Sun Zhenhua.

Sure enough, Sun Changdong walked up to Sun Zhenhua, bent down and whispered: "Grandpa, I brought two friends. They have something to ask you."

"Yes." Sun Zhenhua's nasal voice was long, and he slowly opened his eyes, and sat upright from the wicker chair. When he saw Chen Feiyu, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed: "This little friend looks pretty and handsome.

Yi, you have an extraordinary bearing. Although you are humble and peaceful on the surface, there is an awe-inspiring pride in your eyes. I think you are the Mr. Chen Feiyu who made the entire Yuyun Province dance during this period, right?"

Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said with a smile: "The ancients often said, 'The saint never goes out, but he knows everything about the world.' Although Mr. Sun lives in seclusion in an alley, he can recognize me at a glance and admire me.

"

Sun Zhenhua laughed loudly, shook his head repeatedly and said: "I can't be called a 'saint'. I don't dare to take it seriously. It's not Chen Xiaoyou who has made the whole Yonggu City uproar during this period. Even the old man who has not heard anything outside the window has

, I can hear your name from time to time, and Chen Xiaoyou looks strange, obviously not from our Yonggu City, but Changdong can bring you to see me, your identity is not trivial, so I can guess that you should be

Chen Feiyu."

Sun Zhenhua always referred to him as "Chen Xiaoyou". Obviously he didn't dare to ask for help, so he could only talk about friendship with Chen Feiyu. As Sun Zhenhua's grandson, Sun Changdong would be so embarrassed to be around. He thought to himself, if the old man talks about friendship with Chen Feiyu as the same generation, wouldn't I be the same?
Chapter completed!