I was straight from the start

The old man's hair was gray, and his face was so wrinkled that he couldn't see his original appearance clearly.

Jiang Li was dumbfounded, since he was in the immortal sect, he had never seen anyone so old, even if he was the oldest in the sect, he would not look so old because of his practice of beauty.

Wan Fengge pulled Jiang Li, and the two bowed to the old man.

Wan Fengge said: "Xiaosheng Wan Fengge, next to him is Jiang Li, my junior brother, and that young man in pink is Bai Zhanfan of the White Bird Sect."

Bai Zhanfan also saluted.

When Uncle Chen heard about the White Bird Sect, he raised his eyes to look at Bai Zhanfan, lowered his eyes again, nodded and said, "Sit down as you please."

Jiang Li looked at a table and two chairs, and stood still.

Uncle Chen slapped his head when he saw that everyone was standing there, "Look at my memory, I rarely have people here, and I don't have enough chairs, so I'll move you small benches."

Jiang Li was quite familiar with him, and said: "I'll help you." He followed Uncle Chen into the back room with a bounce.

There is no furniture in the back room, just a bed and a wardrobe.

The most conspicuous thing is the dressing table by the window. The dressing table is exquisite in workmanship and skillfully polished. The wood is made of high-quality golden nanmu, which is very valuable at first glance.

Such an eye-catching dressing table is out of place with other objects.

Jiang Li asked curiously: "Uncle Chen, this dressing table looks very expensive, is it something important to you?"

Uncle Chen bent down to find something under the bed, looked back and said, "It belongs to my daughter."

Jiang Li asked: "Your daughter? Why don't you see her? Are you married?"

Uncle Chen shook his head and said, "No, my daughter died in the plague two years ago, and that dressing table is her favorite, so no matter how difficult it is, I will not sell it."

It turned out to be like this, no wonder Uncle Chen had such a hard time with his daughter, obviously he had such an expensive dressing table, it could be worth some money if he sold it, but he kept it so well.

Jiang Li stroked the mirror with his hand, and there was not even a speck of dust.

He carefully looked at the copper surface, the smooth and translucent mirror reflected everything in the room.

Jiang Li staggered a little, saw Uncle Chen struggling to get the stool under the bed, and immediately said: "Uncle Chen, let me get it for you."

Uncle Chen waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I got it."

Uncle Chen raised his head, and Jiang Li happened to see half of his face in the mirror.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Jiang Li was scared to death when he saw it, the Chen Bo in the mirror was covered with black hair all over his face, he looked like a monster.

Jiang Li's eyes widened, and he turned his head abruptly, only to see that apart from the wrinkles on Chen Bo's face, there was no black hair anywhere.

Jiang Li knocked on his head, thinking to himself that he might not have bumped into a pillar that day, not only had something wrong with his brain, but also had something wrong with his eyes, and he had hallucinations.

At this moment, Wan Fengge opened the curtain and walked in, seeing Uncle Chen struggling to pull out the third stool.

The young man glared at Jiang Li and said: "What are you doing standing there, and you don't help?" He was about to step forward to grab a stool for Chen Bo.

Uncle Chen stood up quickly, stopped Wan Fengge and said, "No need, I'm already cured." Then, he picked up three stools from the ground and handed them to Wan Fengge and Jiang Li.

Wan Fengge took two stools, one on the left and one on the right, and Jiang Li also took one, saying: "Then let's go out first."

Seeing Uncle Chen nodding, Jiang Li and Wan Fengge walked out with small benches.

There was no need to discuss, the more comfortable chair was naturally given to the only girl here, and the other one was given to Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen originally wanted to shirk, but the children refused to let him sit down.

Chen Bo couldn't resist them, so he had to sit down.

Jiang Li casually leaned on the small bench, and was slapped on the back by Wan Fengge. Jiang Li immediately bounced back with grinning teeth, almost screaming.

He glared at Wan Fengge, and barely straightened his body.

This evening, Feng Ge is indeed a child of someone else's family, sitting on a small bench, also sitting with a straight waist, looking ancient and immortal, handsome and striking.

Bai Zhan has long legs, so he can't be like Wan Fengge who prefers to sit upright when he's uncomfortable, and he can't be like Jiang Li who's sprawled and has no image, so he simply stands aside.

After everyone sat down, Uncle Chen asked: "Tell me, what are you children doing here? You won't come to play, right?"

Jiang Li was about to speak, but Wan Fengge held back his clothes, and forced his words back.

Bai Zhanshan bowed politely to the old man and said, "To tell you the truth, we came here this time for the fire scale fruit."

Uncle Chen repeated with some puzzlement: "Fire scale fruit? What is fire scale fruit?"

Wan Fengge and Jiang Li looked at each other, and it was Jiang Li who asked strangely: "Uncle Chen doesn't know the fire scale fruit?"