My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

"Yeah, I just found out too."

Xiao Chen still looked disapproving.

"My old ancestor..."

He Jiong silently covered his face.

He knows now.

What is the real treat money like dung.

Chapter 43 Tang Yin Scroll

"Grandpa, do you need to go in person to withdraw that money?"

Peng Yuchang suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Yes, the founder of Radian Bank and I are good friends. I proposed this regulation. Anyone who deposits money in this bank can only withdraw the deposit in person. If the head of the account dies, even the family members Can't get it out."

Xiao Chen explained leisurely.

"Founder of Radian Bank?"

He Jiong widened his eyes and asked, "Isn't this bank founded in the sixteenth century?!"

Xiao Chen smiled, but did not answer.

Huang Lei helped his forehead.

Xin said it was the old man's joke.

Can't take it seriously.

.......

Apple's briefing didn't just shock members of Mushroom House.

And once again, it caused a sensation all over the Internet.

Those big Vs and trolls who sprayed Xiao Chen before were all frantically deleting posts and comments.

But, it's too late.

Xiao Chen's fans, as well as netizens who learned the truth, arrived on the battlefield in an instant.

Start rectifying Xiao Chen's name!

"Keep spraying! Get deleted!"

"Hey, a few minutes ago, you insulted Mr. Xiao in a long and hundreds of words, why are you silently deleting the text now?"

"You people, eating human blood steamed buns can't keep up with the hot ones!"

"A bunch of flies have been blowing the wind on Weibo all day long, and now their faces are swollen?"

"Don't let them go! I've already taken screenshots!"

"Every word of Mr. Xiao has been confirmed. What else do you have to gossip about?"

"I'm laughing so hard! No one dares to speak anymore! I can only keep blocking netizens!"

"Report the accounts of these people to the official website of the National Cyber ​​Supervision Bureau and let them collectively ban their accounts!"

......

Xiao Chen didn't know.

During the time he was eating, how many things happened on the Internet.

After eating.

He Jiong took a few small ones to clean up the table.

Xiao Chen and Huang Lei stepped into the hut where the groceries were kept.

Huang Lei wanted to show him the antiques they packed up just now.

"Old man, all the antiques in your house are here, do you need someone to look at them?"

Huang Lei asked worriedly.

After all, the antiques in this house are priceless, maybe someone will go up the mountain to steal them after watching the show.

"No need."

Xiao Chen waved his hands, and said calmly:

"I know all the movements within a hundred miles, so there is no need to do anything extra."

Huang Lei laughed a few times when he heard this.

The old man really likes to joke.

It's also a hundred miles away.

It's the same as the Taoist master in fantasy novels.

No wonder Peng Yuchang kept pestering him to tell stories.

These are Huang Lei's inner thoughts, but he didn't say them out.

After all, seniority is here.

No matter what the old man said, he couldn't refute.

Xiao Chen, who walked into the room, pushed the pile of things in the corner.

As a result, accidentally, a picture scroll rolled out.

Huang Lei quickly picked it up, spread it out and looked, his face changed instantly.

The painting shows four women.

Two are the front and the other two are the back.

Judging from the clothes, they seem to be people from the Song Dynasty.

There are also several poems in the upper right corner: