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Chapter 292 You're Unworthy

The car stopped outside the gate, Hou Ping and Sima Jiannan got out of the car, Hou Ping looked up, there were three gates with animal heads, and a plaque was hung above the main gate, writing to [Sima Mansion]

"This quadrangle courtyard has east and west courtyards." Sima Jiannan introduced to Hou Ping while leading the way, "The east courtyard is where my uncle lives, my home is in the west courtyard, and the main room in the middle hall is the courtyard of my ancestors."

Saying so, Sima Jiannan led Hou Ping through the East Corner Gate, and after walking for more than ten meters, he turned around and passed through the Chuilian Gate. Behind the gate was a large courtyard, and Hou Ping and Sima Jiannan walked back and forth between the pavilions and corridors. Shuttle, Hou Ping looked around, it was full of carved beams and painted buildings, showing the meaning of ancient style, and even had the illusion of time travel.

After walking for a while, I went through an East-West hallway, crossed the main entrance hall and came to the back door, and walked into the Yimen Gate, and there was another large courtyard.

Sima Jiannan led Hou Ping to a big house, and saw a tall and tall man standing outside the door. What impressed Hou Ping deeply was that there was a looming scar on his cheekbone, and behind him stood a seventy-year-old man. The old man, with white hair and white beard, carried a medicine box on his body, gently stroking his beard and talking to the man in a low voice with an old-fashioned attitude.

On the other side of him was a bald man in a black suit and black sunglasses. He just stood there, but he didn't see any movement, but it made people feel a deep sense of oppression.

After seeing Hou Ping and Sima Jiannan, they stopped talking and turned their eyes to Hou Ping and others, especially the man who scanned Hou Ping's body up and down. out.

"Brother, why are you so free today? Didn't you go hunting in South Africa?" Sima Jiannan took two quick steps and said to the man.

It turned out that the man was Sima Jiannan's cousin, Sima Jianchen.

"Yeah!" Sima Jianchen nodded, looked away from Hou Ping, and glanced at Sima Jiannan, "The Dragon Turtle Seal two days ago made you stand out, what treasure did you find today? ?”

"Brother was joking, I was also lucky." Sima Jiannan saw the old man behind him, pointed and asked, "Who is this?"

"Hehe, old Jiang Jishi, this is the second young master of the Sima family." Jiang Jishi said with a smile on his face, if there was a hint of flattery.

Sima Jiannan heard the words, but let out a soft "Huh", and said in surprise, "So it's Mr. Jiang who is known as the national doctor."

Sima Jiannan raised his head and looked at Sima Jianchen, "Brother, you are amazing, even Mr. Jiang, who has already 'washed his hands in a golden basin', can be invited here."

Sima Jiannan deliberately bit hard on the words "Golden Basin Washing Hands", and his eyes lightly turned away from Jiang Jishi.

Sima Jianchen didn't seem to hear it, and pointed at Hou Ping and the others with his chin, "Who are these?"

Seeing Sima Jianchen's attitude, Hou Ping immediately frowned. This extremely impolite action made Hou Ping lose his goodwill towards Sima Jiannan, the eldest brother.

"This is my friend." Sima Jiannan said hastily, "It's called..."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing who he is." Sima Jianchen turned around, "Don't bring anyone into your home from now on. When did the Sima family's threshold become so low?"

These words made Hou Ping's brows furrowed even deeper. He took a step forward and was about to speak when he took two steps forward with his bald head and looked at Hou Ping.

Zheng Meng took a step forward almost at the same time, and came to Hou Ping's side.

"It's interesting..." Sima Jianchen heard the movement behind him, turned to look at Hou Ping, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to wink at the bald head, "Monk!"

The bald head nodded, and stepped back.

Sima Jianchen looked at Hou Ping, "Now I have a slight interest in your name."

In Hou Ping's eyes, his expression seemed to be saying, I know your name, how much kindness I have done to you, Hou Ping raised his brows, and said lightly, "You are not worthy..."

Sima Jianchen's expression froze on his face instantly, the corners of his eyes twitched, and at the same time a cold chill shot out from his eyes, staring at Hou Ping firmly.

Hou Ping stood proudly, his eyes met his.

At this time, Sima Jiannan hurriedly blocked Hou Ping behind him, blocking Sima Jianchen's gaze.

"Admonish your friend, if the black road is slippery today, be careful not to fall to your death." Sima Jianchen stopped looking at Hou Ping and others after putting down his harsh words.

Sima Jiannan breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Sima Jianchen with a smile, "Brother is joking, I will personally send my friend to him later, my car will not fall."

Looking at the flashes of swords and swords in the voices of the two brothers, Hou Ping couldn't help sighing softly in his heart, 【Ah... this is a wealthy family. 】

At this moment, the door of the big house suddenly opened with a "squeak".

An astonishing, graceful young woman in a cheongsam opened the door. Seeing Sima Jiannan and Sima Jianchen standing outside the door, she chuckled, twisted her slender waist, and stretched out her white and slender long hair. Legs crossed the threshold, "My two young masters, you can't keep your voice down, the ancestors were woken up by you."

Saying that, he opened the door left and right, and waved at Sima Jiannan and Sima Jianchen with a smile, "Come in!"

Sima Jianchen and Jiang Jishi entered the room first, Sima Jianchen, such a proud person, actually nodded slightly at the young woman, Jiang Jishi even bent deeply, the young woman quickly avoided, He smiled and said, "Oh, my life is shortened, my life is shortened."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

When Sima Jiannan and Hou Ping entered the room, the first thing Hou Ping saw was an ancient painting of high mountains and flowing water, and an elegant guest playing the piano, with a couplet next to it.

"The flowing water in the brush, the carp playing Jackie Chan and jumping;

In the front and in front of it is another red sandalwood carving table with an incense burner, and sandalwood is lingering in the burner.

"Damn it, the authentic works of Yan Zhenqing and Wu Daozi." Liu Tao, who was following behind Hou Ping, was about to drop his eyeballs, and opened his mouth wide, exclaiming.

His eyes fell on the desk again, "This desk doesn't seem to be simple..."

Sima Jianchen couldn't help snorting when he saw Liu Tao's fussy look.

"Hahaha...you have good eyesight." At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, and everyone hurriedly looked, and an old man was pushed out from a side room. The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, but his eyes were sharp and shining, and his right hand Wearing a dragon tortoise seal, he obviously looks like he can't put it down.

After seeing the dragon tortoise seal, Hou Ping knew that this old man was the ancestor Sima Jiannan was talking about.

At this time, the old ancestor was looking at Hou Ping with great interest.

Seeing him looking at him, Hou Ping smiled and nodded.

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