Lin Tianhu and Chen Ping walked into Gu Wentian’s house. As soon as they entered, Chen Ping felt waves of strong spiritual energy coming over him. There were several big trees in the yard that were as thick as a hug, blocking a large area of sunlight!
Keep walking forward, rockeries, flowing water, buildings and pavilions, every place exudes a strong ancient fragrance!
“These ancient trees, how old are they?”
Chen Ping looked at the big trees and couldn’t help but ask.
Because these rich spiritual energy are emanating from these big trees!
“Mr. Chen, these ancient trees are all hundreds of years old. It is because of these trees that the ancient courtyard was built here.”
Lin Tianhu followed Chen Ping and explained!
Chen Ping nodded slightly, and he understood why Gu Wentian, a high-ranking official in the provincial government, chose to come to this small Hongcheng to rest in his old age!
This place has abundant spiritual energy, which is indeed suitable for retirement. If you live here for a long time and receive the nourishment of spiritual energy, your body will become younger and stronger!
After passing through a corridor, Gu Wentian led Lin Tianhu and Chen Ping into the hall. The entire hall was filled with antique furniture, each piece of which had a history of hundreds of years. There was even a dragon chair carved with nine dragons. In the middle of the hall!
There are golden cushions placed on the dragon chair. It seems that someone often sits on it!
Chen Ping frowned slightly when he looked at the dragon chair, his expression became a little weird!
“Take a seat, you two!”
Gu Wentian waved his hand casually, and then sat directly on the dragon chair!
After Lin Tianhu and Chen Ping sat down, Gu Wentian asked his servants to pour tea!
“Master Tiger, I don’t go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. If you need my help if you need anything, just tell me!”
Gu Wentian knew that Lin Tianhu came here and must be looking for him for something!
Lin Tianhu looked at Chen Ping, and Chen Ping said: “We know that Gu Gu loves collecting, so we would like to ask Gu Gu if there are magic brushes here, which are the brushes used by great writers in ancient times, and cinnabar made from animal blood!”
“Spirit pen?” Gu Wentian frowned slightly in thought.
“Ancient, of course we won’t ask for ancient things in vain. As long as they are available here, the price will be whatever you want. I, Lin Tianhu, will never give back!”
Lin Tianhu said hurriedly in order to prevent Gu Wentian from worrying.
“What are you talking about, Mr. Hu?” Gu Wentian smiled faintly: “If I have it, it’s okay to give it to you. Does money have any meaning to me?”
“Yes, yes, Gu Gu regards money as dirt!” Lin Tianhu nodded repeatedly.
“Things like writing brushes are consumables, so it is almost impossible to preserve a used writing brush. As for cinnabar made from animal blood, I have never heard of it.