Dressed as a cat in the arms of a paranoid grandfather

Chapter 483

The laughter was eerie and cold, the voice was sharp, thin and long, grabbing people's hearing, making people very uncomfortable!

"Sir, please let us pass."

Jiang Yinyang bent down, opened and then closed his hands, cupped his fists, and saluted respectfully.

"You little baby, what are you doing here with dozens of dead people? You should be reincarnated after you die."

The man's tone was reproachful, and he flicked the handkerchief in his hand, with a bit of vigor, but the voice was still sharp and piercing, which made people's heart tremble.

"Sir, we are all juniors. The young people outside are very interested in these things, especially the things of our ancestors."

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Yinyang was very respectful. That's right, there was no need to do anything if the problem could be solved with words. There are many dangers ahead. Conservation of physical strength is the kingly way.

"Oh? Then tell me quickly, what is the younger generation most interested in?"

The man suddenly became interested. The body that was leaning lazily on the master's chair suddenly sat upright, leaning forward slightly, a little excited, and there was anticipation in his eyes.

"The first one is naturally opera, the second one is tea ceremony, as for the third one, I'm a little ashamed, I can't remember clearly, this junior only remembers the first two."

"Okay, okay!" The man clapped his hands, his handkerchief flew up, and he said hello three times, with a surprised look on his face, and then he said quite proudly.

"I knew it, I knew that after a thousand years, people will be most interested in these two things, giggling... Dear friends, listening to the beautiful opera and drinking fresh tea, that is a beautiful picture , that's great, that's great."

Seeing his appearance, Gu Mengmeng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. They, the group of "dead people", knew what the outside world was like.

drama?Tea ceremony?
In this materialistic era, those cultural deposits that have accumulated for thousands of years have long been overwhelmed.

"Sir, can you let us go and have a look? We want to get a closer look at some things from your era, thank you very much."

After Jiang Yinyang finished speaking, she gave him a big gift, very solemn and pleading.

"The opera comes first, and the tea ceremony comes second. It's really good."

The man didn't seem to have recovered from the excitement, and he kept repeating two sentences in his mouth.

I saw him slowly standing up from the grand teacher's chair, his outfit was very grand, even when he just stood up, there was no wrinkle in his clothes.

Stepping forward on lotus steps, he carefully looked at their group of "dead people".

"It's not impossible to let you go there."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was overjoyed. Before Jiang Yinyang could say "thank you", he was blocked by what he said next.

"However, since you said that in your world, opera ranks first, then I will conduct a spot check to see how far people have improved after a thousand years.

If the singing satisfies me, I will let you go, if not! "

His words suddenly stopped!
The face that was originally painted with exquisite makeup and glamorous beauty suddenly turned sinister and blood-stained, and the voice sounded sinister like a ghost. It crashed into the rock wall, and fine powder fell from the rock wall.

"Leave all of you here! I will teach you personally, and you will be with me for life after life!"

Jiang Yinyang frowned, something was wrong!

(End of this chapter)