Jian'er did not leave the space, so she decided to take a good rest in the space tonight. She missed the sweet "nanny flower" that could make her sleep soundly. When she thought of this, Jian'er felt even more sleepy.

Not to mention Jian'er who slept so much in the "Nan's Flower", Taohua and the others in the space were busy after hearing Jian'er's decision.

Although they don’t have many good ways to eliminate the dangers facing Jian’er, some of the preliminary preparations are similar, and doing more can reduce the risks. For example, first find a way to recondition Jian’er’s body again, choose a place with the most spiritual energy, and distribute all the unstable causes to prevent Jian’er from being disturbed...

And to condition Jian'er's body is the matter of peach blossoms and ginseng babies. Peach blossom recipes and ginseng babies' medicines are perfect! What about Lu Zong and his wife? Their tasks are not light, they are very busy picking the territory and draining the interference, and they are also very busy to help the two demons.

Early the next morning, Jian'er crawled out of the "nanny flower", stretched out her big waist, then turned left and twisted her body, and then let out a long breath. Sure enough, what about the "king     size" bed, which is better than the sweet sleep in the "nanny flower", and she slept so happily. She was not tired at this moment.

It was getting late, and she said hello to the two demons and the Lu couple and flashed out of the space. She did not forget to make an appointment with Mr. Song but arrived at him before 8:30 in the morning. She had to go in advance, so she couldn't let the elders wait for her while stepping on it.

After having breakfast, she carried the piece of "Li Mo" that had been prepared, and called the driver Jian'er and hurried out. It was not that Jian'er wanted to make a move, but that she wanted to meet Mr. Song later. If the old man had something to explain, she couldn't say it while driving the old man.

Although it is absolutely fine for her to use her wholeheartedly, it is always bad to be distracted as a driver, and with the old man's personality, she will never talk to the driver casually. In the words of Mr. Song, this is not only responsible for the driver, but also for her own life and the safety of pedestrians on the road. In this way, taking the driver with him becomes a good choice. At least the old man has to explain what it is more convenient.

When Jian'er's car arrived at "Zangguxuan", it was still more than ten minutes away from the agreement. However, the door of "Zangguxuan" was already wide open, and Mr. Song was turning around there. Hearing the sound of the car outside, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief and greeted him. He was really afraid that this girl would not catch up, so what should he do?

Looking at Mr. Song who smiled and had an old face, Jian'er couldn't help but make fun of him: "Oh, Grandpa Song, don't you turn around? Didn't you just see you learning how to turn around Dura?"

Mr. Song blushed. He didn't expect that his uneasy look was actually seen by this little girl. But after all, he was a person who had been practicing for many years. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his usual color: "Go. The little girl is so terrible that she joked with me in the early morning."

"Aren't you kidding?" He raised a brocade box in his hand gently, "I brought the stuff. Are we here now and waiting?"

As soon as Jian'er said that, Mr. Song's eyes ran away with the box in her hand: "Oh, girl, be careful, be careful not to knock." The look of her eyes wanted to take the brocade box off Jian'er's hand. This girl was so careless. That was a "treasure". How could she be so careless?

Seeing the old man's anxious look, Jian'er stopped teasing him. He held the one who was "Li Mo" in his palm. Seeing Jian'er's movement, Mr. Song then breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but glared at Jian'er with his eyes and forcefully. This naughty girl!...

After sticking out her tongue, she also knew the value of "Li Mo". She also knew how powerful it was in the eyes of Mr. Song, but she had been too stressed these days, so she couldn't help but tease the old man. However, Jian'er also knew that this old man wouldn't really be serious with her, so she played like this, but she didn't dare to go too far. If this "Li Mo" really got something wrong with her, she would have to eat her raw.

"Okay, my girl comes with me first. We have to bring your mother's money with you." Mr. Song resisted the urge to greet Jian'er with his fingers, and kept hinting that he would not be as good as this stinky girl. If he knocked on this, if this girl was shocked and accidentally dropped "Li Mo" because of this brain break, he would not have to cry to death.

After entering the room, Mr. Song explained: "Girl, put that piece of ink on the table, I will pass the old man again." It's not that the old man could not trust Jian'er, but that this is related to his old face, and it's not that he was careless and repeatedly confirmed.

"Oh!" Jian'er responded and put the brocade box on the table.

Mr. Song gently opened the brocade box and looked at the "Li Mo" lying quietly in the brocade box. He still couldn't help but rush in his heart. That's right, it's right. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone carries the treasure of our country's thousands of years of civilization, representing the pinnacle masterpiece of "Ink" among them - Li Mo! I can't even see it enough!

Suddenly, Old Master Song curled his lips mischievously, hehe! He just said he wanted to blind these old friends, but he didn't reveal the specifics at all. His move would definitely scare the old guys, and he didn't believe anyone else could come up with something more substantial than this. With that thing, there's a good show today!

Mr. Song gently closed the brocade box and carefully held it in his palm. Then he turned his head and explained, "Okay, girl, let's go. I'm ready to put that set of mother's money over there, you're ready to take it." After signing the position with his eyes, Mr. Song urged Jian'er to take the things and leave quickly.

He picked up the package that was quite large and light in size, just a few copper plates. What mystery did this old man make? Why did he get such a big bag?

However, after Mr. Song's repeated urging, Jian'er didn't bother to ask questions, so she quickly took the things and followed.

Seeing that Jian'er was taking the driver, the old man stopped driving his own car, claiming that he would also have to go back and forth to the capitalist's enjoyment. He opened the door of the back seat of Jian'er's car and sat in. Jian'er hurriedly followed.

Sure enough, Jian'er's worries were correct. After getting on the bus, the old man had to explain a lot. Originally, Mr. Song planned to help Jian'er see the things, and then said it, but he didn't know that such an unexpected situation had caused the things that should have been explained clearly before. Although what he said was a little tight, there was no way. This girl could remember how much she could count.

Then along the way, Mr. Song never stopped talking, and Jian'er admired him for a while. Sure enough, experts are experts. Just look at his mouth and you will know. You can say it! No wonder many vendors outside who pick up stalls admire this old man very much. Just looking at his mouth is at the level of a ancestral master! (Mr. Song: Others respect my knowledge, can't have anything to do with our mouths?)

As time goes by, Jian'er finally got a rough outline of the main processes and precautions of this "Treasure Conference", at least she can ensure that there will be no big trouble easily.

At the same time, Jian'er was also a little surprised by the major celebrities attending the meeting. At this time, Jian'er realized that Mr. Song's status in the collection industry was really not low. Look at the names he casually said, those masters who had already published books! When Jian'er supplemented the follow-up knowledge that Lu Zong could not teach, he read many books compiled by these masters. It seems that these masters and Mr. Song are also in the same way as peer-to-peer...

First, he looked at the old man with admiration, but the next second, Jian'er couldn't help but lower his shoulders. Alas! For someone who can be seen at any time, especially when he gets along with you, this person always looks like an old naughty boy, which really makes you unable to respect him!

Because Mr. Song kept explaining things along the way, Jian'er passed by so fast, just like their car had arrived at the "Doubao" venue in a blink of an eye.

Unlike what Jian'er thought before, there are no big banners, no slogans and colorful flags. There are only quiet forest paths and retro towers hidden among the trees.

Compared with the Oudian villa area where Jian'er lives, there is a bit more silence, and there is a kind of detachment away from dust and silence. Unlike the villa area, this not-so-large building occupies the entire mountain. The open-air swimming pool, golf venue and other modern elements are cleverly separated and perfectly combined with this retro tower. These Western elements that appear in the classics of the East do not make people feel inconsistent, but instead add a different sense of fashion to the ancient building. Putting aside the spiritual energy, this can be said to be the most beautiful place Jian'er has ever seen except her sweet lotus space.

"Old man, the scenery here is pretty good!" As soon as he got off, Jian'er was attracted by the scenery of the so-called "Doubao Conference Hall". He raised his eyebrows and blurted out his mouth, "But why didn't I hear much about this place? This scenery has caught up with the tourist holy place, and no one came!" Jian'er felt very confused about this, because in this era, such beautiful places must be very eye-catching. As long as someone has come to play with it, it is impossible not to take it out and show it, but she really seems to have never seen anyone who has posted it.

As soon as Jian'er's words came out, not only did he not attract the approval of Mr. Song, but instead made him curl his lips: "Because this is a private high-end club and is not open to the public, the threshold is very high. Looking at this place, you will know that most of the people who chose the venue this time are the ones who fake Taoism."

"You old Song, I'm delicious and delicious to treat you, but you can't block your stinky mouth. If you don't say sourly, you'll be in a whole body, right?" With this breathless voice, an old man in his sixties walked towards me. However, except for the crane, the steep movement and the sound really didn't match his age.
Chapter completed!