After reading these introductions, Song Wenlan was deeply moved.
These places are so interesting, she wants to visit them one by one.
It is better to act than to be moved. Song Wenlan glanced at the light brain, deleted and modified the plan generated by the assistant AI, quickly sent it to Yu Bohan, and began to prepare things for the travel.
When I was halfway through packing my things, the doorbell rang.
"Master, it's Mr. Peng Wenshu Peng."
The old housekeeper's voice rang in Song Wenlan's ears.
Song Wenlan's eyebrows jumped violently. Peng Wenshu was the first official person he came into contact with after coming to the interstellar space. Perhaps for this reason, any official ideas would be conveyed through Peng Wenshu.
Therefore, Peng Wenshu sometimes not only represents himself, but also represents the official.
As the saying goes, one does not visit a place without a reason. I don’t know why Uncle Peng came here this time.
I hope it's not too troublesome.
Song Wenlan sighed and silently put down his packed luggage.
"Old housekeeper, prepare something to entertain the guests."
Song Wenlan quickly returned to his usual mature appearance. As the door slowly opened, the people outside appeared in front of Song Wenlan.
What surprised Song Wenlan was that the first person she saw was not Peng Wenshu, but a little blond-haired and blue-eyed child.
Peng Wenshu followed behind the child, looking like he had a headache.
"Uncle Peng, what is this?"
Song Wenlan had a puzzled look on his face. It was obvious that the child in front of him was not from Peng Wenshu's family. Seeing him looking around curiously but calmly, Song Wenlan could not help but ask.
"This is the young prince of the empire, you can just call him Yang."
After Peng Wenshu finished speaking, he lowered his head and said softly to the little prince, "Yang, this is the author of "It's Better to Make Money than to Cultivate Immortality", Zao Si. You can ask her in person whether the world of cultivating immortals really exists?"
Song Wenlan: ???
Before Song Wenlan could react, the little prince rushed towards her like a firecracker and hugged her waist tightly.
Song Wenlan quickly bent down to steady him.
The next second, a series of questions flew towards her.
"Master Zaosi, tell me secretly, have you ever been to the Xiuxian World? Is the Xiuxian World recruiting people now?"
"Have you learned to fly with a sword? Is the speed of flying a sword as fast as the speed of a starship?"
"If I were to become a disciple, which sect would be better for me? Would the Xianqing Sect accept me?"
Song Wenlan: ???
At this moment, Song Wenlan felt as if he had opened a book of 100,000 Whys.
Amid the little prince's series of questions, Song Wenlan finally found a gap.
“Little Prince, how about we go in first and I answer your questions?
Song Wenlan squatted down and looked at the little prince and asked.
The little prince could only take back the topic and looked at Song Wenlan eagerly: "Okay, let's go in and talk."
Both Song Wenlan and Peng Wenshu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Song Wenlan took the little prince's hand and led him inside.
The little prince was still very excited. He looked up and spoke to Song Wenlan in a clear voice: "Master Zaosi, your house is so beautiful. The houses on your Blue Star are much more beautiful than those in our empire. I like it here very much."
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