And from the moment she revealed the secret, all these questions had a reasonable explanation in an instant.
As far as painting skills are concerned, she has spent more than three hundred years to understand painting, which is beyond the reach of other painters.
The same is true for fortune-telling.
Lai Qinghua is only a hundred years old, and Lin Wan’er is more than three hundred years old. The difference between them is self-evident.
At the same time, Ye Chen also found that the temperament of Lin Wan’er in front of her had changed.
For some reason, Ye Chen suddenly had a feeling of “beautiful beauty hides the present and the past, and the lotus flower shames the beauty” with her gestures now.
And her phrase “Nujia” that ancient Chinese women used to call themselves made Ye Chen feel that Lin Wan’er was like a kitten lying on the ground with its soft belly exposed, exposing her biggest secret and weakness to her at once. in front of myself.
Lin Wan’er saw that Ye Chen hadn’t recovered from the extreme shock at this time, so she said apologetically: “Please forgive me, my master, I didn’t intend to scare you, but I just asked you about it, and I dare not lie, so I can only tell the truth…”
He calmed down slightly, looked at Lin Wan’er, and asked word by word: “Did you travel from more than 300 years ago, or have you lived from more than 300 years ago to today?”
Lin Wan’er replied: “Young master, the slave family has lived until today.”
Ye Chen was shocked, and murmured: “Three hundred years ago, you watched that tea tree cross the catastrophe in southern Yunnan…then…then how old are you this year?”
Lin Wan’er said earnestly: “Young Master Hui, the slave family was born in the second year of Longwu in the Southern Ming Dynasty, which is also the third year of Shunzhi in the Qing court of the Tartars, and 1646 in the Gregorian calendar.”
Ye Chen felt dizzy for a while.
Judging by this age, Lin Wan’er can be regarded as his ancestor, and the time recorded in the Ye family tree may not be earlier than her!
So Ye Chen exclaimed: “1646…then you… oh no…then you are nearly four hundred years old now?!”
Lin Wan’er chuckled, folded her hands on one side of her waist, bowed slightly to Ye Chen, and said respectfully: “My lord, you don’t have to call Nujia ‘you’, just call Nujia Wan’er.”
“No…” Ye Chen said very seriously: “You are almost four hundred years old… It’s not too much for me to call you an old ancestor…”
Lin Wan’er smiled, and said seriously: “In the view of the slave family, the slave family is just a young girl, not an old witch. Although the slave family has indeed lived for nearly four hundred years, the slave family is still seventeen years old… …”
“Uh…” Ye Chen suddenly fell into embarrassment, and the two voices in his heart were arguing fiercely at this moment.
A voice said: “She is right. Although she has lived for nearly four hundred years, she has always been a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old…”