"Young man, there's not much politeness like you now!" The old man stroked his beard, but he was very happy.

"That's, Grandpa, at this age, you're as fit as you are, and you don't see much of it!" Chen Jiu also complimented the past.

"Ha-ha, to tell you the truth, I am an 80,000-year-old banyan tree, fortunate to have been made, and finally completely turned into a human shape. Although I look a little older, it is no problem to live another million years!" Old man laughed happily, but did not hide his meaning.

"Oh, old banyan, don't you know how delicious it is?" Chen Jiu listened and could not...