The woman got out of the car and Fang Yan was thoughtful.

Along the way just now, he secretly felt the aura of the woman's body, and he was sure that the woman had not cultivated her physique.

Because the breath is not emitted from the inside out, but floats on the surface.

In other words, she should have come into contact with something with spiritual energy.

But no matter what, Fang Yan can be sure that spiritual energy exists in this world, but it is rare.

This is good news.

Not long after, the woman walked out of the market, holding a small potted plant in her hand.

Looking at the potted plant, Fang Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

I thought the woman came back with a pot of flowers, but it turned out to be... Fire Yeats!

As a rare medicinal material, the value of fire leaf is not low. It not only has the effect of dehumidification and cold-repelling traditional Chinese medicine, but it can also help cultivators if they take it.

Although Fang Yan has not yet perfected his physique, his eyes lit up when he saw such a rare thing.

But soon, a dim light flashed through his eyes, this fire Yeats... was fake.

The reason is very simple. Normal Fire Yeats has spirituality, but this strain does not.

The woman put Huo Yeats in the back seat and immediately got into the car.

"Sir, are you feeling better?"

Fang Yan nodded.

"Wherever you are going, I will take you there." The woman said politely.

"Qingshui Garden." Fang Yan said.

The woman drove Fang Yan to the entrance of the community and immediately took out her mobile phone.

"Sir, my name is Chen Noen. Let's leave each other's phone numbers. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me. I will definitely take responsibility."

Looking at Chen Nuoen in front of him, Fang Yan thought to himself, although this woman was a bit stupid and bought a fake Fire Yeats plant, she was still kind.

The two exchanged phone calls, and Fang Yan looked back at the potted plant again.

"Ms. Chen, we are at odds with each other, but I still want to remind you that if you buy the latter thing as Huo Yeats, you will be deceived."

"What? You said... that's a fake? Impossible, I bought it in Zhiyuanzhai!"

Fang Yan curled his lips, looked around in the car, and then took out a piece of paper and lightly rubbed it on the fire Yeats.

I saw a hint of bright red immediately left on the white tissue.

Fang Yan chuckled and immediately got out of the car, while Chen Nuoen sat in the car with a surprised look on his face and did not recover for a long time.

Who... is he?

evening.

In the suburbs of Tianzhou, there is a large courtyard.

The courtyard is a pure Chinese-style building, with red painted stone columns, gray bricks, rockeries, flowers and plants, and a flowing water pavilion.

Very few people know where this place is. They only know that there are guards in military uniforms standing in front of the door all year round, and no one dares to approach it rashly.

In the attic, in the study.

The old man held the potted plant in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and nodded slowly.

"That gentleman is right, this Fire Yeats is fake."

A middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit on the side also looked very carefully, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Dad, Fire Yeats is here for you to recuperate, but Zhiyuanzhai doesn't want to do it anymore, so he actually sold us fakes!"

The old man waved his hand: "That's all, they did it unintentionally, Norn."

"grandfather."

Chen Noen came forward.

"Just take it back tomorrow and don't embarrass them."

"Yes, Grandpa,"

The old man frowned slightly: "But the young man you talk about... I am a little interested, he can actually tell the truth from the false at a glance..."

"Dad, the color of this fire Yeats has faded. Isn't it difficult to distinguish the real thing from the fake one?" the middle-aged man said.

The old man glanced at him: "According to Noen, the young man should have judged that Fire Yeats was fake before wiping it with a tissue, which means that he had already seen it. Fire Yeats is very rare and can be identified at a glance.

It proves that he is an expert!"

Chen Noen nodded when he heard this: "Grandpa, it's really like this. He just glanced at it and said it was a lie."

The old man smiled slightly: "Young people are scary. Since this is the case, I, Chen Xingzhi, must meet this master. Noen, please contact me and ask him to come over and talk."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Chen Nuoen felt lucky that he had left the gentleman's phone number, otherwise he would not have known where to find him.

She immediately called Fang Yan.

"You have something to do with me?"

"Mr. Fang, it's like this. Today you recognized the fake Fire Yeats. My grandpa wants to invite you to come and sit at home tonight."

Fang Yan frowned slightly and instinctively became vigilant.

After all, there is no cultivation at this time, so you need to be careful in everything.

"Please? I don't know him, what can I do?"

"Because the Fire Yeats is for grandpa's recuperation, so he hopes to thank you in person."

Hearing these words, Fang Yan was slightly startled.

Thank you in person? I wonder if you will give me money.

"Okay, where is your home? I'll be there in a moment."

"No, you're in Qingshui Garden, right? I'll pick you up right away." Chen Noen said quickly.

"good!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yan leaned on the bed and thought that it might not be a bad thing to visit the Chen family.

After all, Chen Nuoen has spiritual energy in his body, maybe... he can find the source of that spiritual energy.

Fang Miaoxue on the side said: "Brother, whose phone number is it?"

"Well... I went out for an interview during the day, and I just got a call from the company."

Fang Miaoxue's eyes lit up: "Ah! Have you found a job? Hehe, you are indeed a brother. They said it is difficult to find a job outside now, but my brother found it in one go. It's amazing!"

Seeing his sister happy, Fang Yan feels warm in his heart. Just like in his previous life, his sister will support him unconditionally no matter what he does, and she will be truly happy for him.

Just as he was about to go out, there were several knocks on the door.

"I'll open the door!"

Fang Miaoxue put down her pen and ran to open the door in a hurry.

"It's Sister Wan'er, brother, Sister Wan'er is here!"

Hearing Fang Miaoxue's voice, Fang Yan was slightly startled, Wan'er?

My former college classmate Su Waner.

Strictly speaking, she can be considered my ex-girlfriend.

The two were together for a while in college, but later Fang Yan's family was kicked out by the Fang family, and Su Waner also broke up.

Of course, the reason she gave was that she hadn't finished her studies yet and didn't want to devote her energy to relationships.

Fang Yan found it ridiculous. If this was the case, why did it start in the first place? It was just an excuse.

At this time, a girl with pretty features walked in.

The girl is in her early twenties, dressed in black business attire and with her hair tied up in a ponytail, looking somewhat mature.

Su Waner.

Looking at Su Waner in front of him, Fang Yan remembered that after breaking up in his previous life, she often brought some things over.

Maybe to her it was poverty alleviation, but to Fang Yan it was charity, and he didn't like it.

But after hundreds of years, now that I think about it, those things have long been gone.

During these hundreds of years, Fang Yan missed his parents and sister, and did not even think of Su Waner.

"Is something wrong?" Fang Yan asked.

Hearing Fang Yan's lukewarm tone, Su Waner frowned slightly: "Fang Yan, what's your attitude? Don't you welcome me?"

"No, you guys chat, I'll go out for a while."
To be continued...