I am farming and raising mythical beasts in the last days

Chapter 12 Chapter 12

The next day.

As soon as Ling Xiyan came out of the space, she heard someone ringing her doorbell.

She hasn't had a chance to take a good look at this plum blossom building, but it looks really strange at this moment, it seems that every detail has been thought of, obviously there is already a protective barrier to wrap the plum blossom building inside, and there is a doorbell outside, able to communicate with the inside.

Ling Xiyan tidied her hair a little, turned off the protective barrier of Meihua Xiaozhu, and opened the courtyard door.

When she raised her eyes, Ling Xiyan froze on the spot.

Yesterday, Old Sun Mingming was a blond and blue-eyed mighty man, but today he turned into coke.

The hair was gone at this time, the hands, face and other exposed skin were burnt black, and there was still a faint smell of burning.

Did it fall into the fire?

The corners of Ling Xiyan's mouth twitched, she didn't want to laugh, but Lao Sun's appearance was really funny, too funny.

"Cough-cough-"

The old grandson coughed twice, and Ling Xiyan immediately regained her composure.

"Mr. Sun, have you considered it?"

"Ahem--this is natural, why don't you follow me to the conference room to talk, girl?"

"Alright."

Old Sun made a gesture of invitation, and he showed all the etiquette of the ancient Hua Kingdom. Ling Xiyan raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

Following Lao Sun into the conference room, the weird sense of familiarity before became even stronger.

Mahogany tables and chairs, various handicrafts are placed on the hollow wine cabinet, and the brocade framed in the frame has exquisite patterns, elegant style and incomparable brilliance.

Velvet flowers, celadon, sandalwood fans placed in the showcase...

These are the styles of the province of S in Guhua country!

In this precarious end of the world, it should have been lost long ago, and she has been here for more than a month, and has never seen a trace of that time.

Ling Xiyan stared at Lao Sun with wide eyes, could it be that this person can travel through time and space!
The old grandson was inexplicably stared at by Ling Xiyan, and gradually broke out in a cold sweat, and kept begging Ling Xiyan for mercy from the bottom of his heart.If Ling Xiyan stared at him like this again, she was afraid that his head would be lost.

"Girl, what's wrong with my grandson today?"

Ling Xiyan came back to her senses, and asked curiously, "Mr. Sun, what are these? They look so delicate."

"Oh, you are curious about these. According to the records in the book, these are handicrafts from the ancient Hua Kingdom. It's normal if you don't know them. These have long been lost."

"Since it is lost, how did Mr. Sun get it?"

Ling Xiyan asked with a curious look.

"This is not what I got. Back then, I had to leave the inland in order to survive. I originally thought that I would either be swallowed by monsters in the sea, or I would become a monster myself.

Who knew that by accident, I came to this island. For me, this is really a fairyland on earth!
It was like this when I came here, and I have not been able to find any clues as to whether it was built by a person. "

When Lao Sun recalled the past, his grief was hard to conceal. Even Ling Xiyan could feel that Lao Sun was deeply missing someone.

He should have extremely heart-wrenching memories, as well as times when his life was hanging by a thread, trying to survive in the cracks.

Seeing that the old grandson's eyes were shining with fluorescence, and the next thing was going to recall the past, Ling Xiyan quickly changed the subject:
"Mr. Sun, let's talk about cooperation."

"Okay, okay, it's important!"

Lao Sun hurriedly asked Ling Xiyan to sit down, poured her a glass of water, and then took out his overnight production contract.

(End of this chapter)