The summer afternoon is unbearably hot.

Tan Qianyang was sitting on a recliner, and there were ice cubes taken out of the ice cellar in the room.

The maid Hongmei waved the fan gently in her hand, while the other maid gently peeled off the skin of the grapes and put the cold grapes into his mouth.

"Master, Master."

There was a sound in my ears.

Tan Qianyang squinted and saw the person coming, it was Da Zhuang, the servant next to him.

"Dazhuang, what's going on?"

Tan Qianyang asked.

With a flattering smile on his face, Da Zhuang waved his hand and asked two other servants to carry in a large box. He said as if taking credit: "Master, didn't you ask my attention to some strange and ancient objects?"

"These are some treasures I found from a theater troupe. They are all very old objects."

"The theater troupe can't continue to operate, so they transferred all these items to me for just one tael of silver."

"Master, please check."

Tan Qianyang suddenly became interested.

"Carry the box into the house."

Tan Qianyang ordered.

The servants carried the box into the house. Tan Qianyang nodded and said, "Dazhuang did a good job. Go get the two taels of silver."

"Thank you, Master!"

Da Zhuang was overjoyed.

For a reward of two taels of silver, even if the cost of one tael of silver is deducted, one tael of silver is still gained.

It is so refreshing to do things for the young master. Otherwise, Da Zhuang would not be so active.

"Okay, you all go down."

Tan Qianyang didn't care either.

It's just a few taels of silver that can make his servants actively work for him. This little money is not worth mentioning.

After all, this body's current status is so poor that all it has left is money!

After closing the doors and windows, Tan Qianyang was the only one left in the room.

He opened the box carefully.

A dull, musty smell rushed into his nose, and Tan Qianyang took a few steps back. After the dust dispersed, he looked at the box.

Inside the box are some costumes, props and other items. They are indeed commonly used by theater troupes.

It looked mottled and old, so it was obviously an "old" object, which met his requirements.

Tan Qianyang picked up a costume casually.

"A moldy old costume that hasn't been washed for a long time."

A line of small words appeared in front of Tan Qianyang's eyes.

But he didn't care.

Only he can see this small line of writing, and he has long been accustomed to it.

He continued to look at the next thing, which seemed to be a pair of rusty scissors.

"A pair of ordinary scissors."

"A pair of old cloth shoes."

"An old cracked spanner."

"A hair of a twenty-eight-year-old beauty."

Tan Qianyang was speechless.

Then he turned over everything in the box.

In the end, they were all ordinary things.

"A blood-stained theatrical robe."

Suddenly, Tan Qianyang saw an opera robe.

But it seems to be stained with a little blood.

Tan Qianyang looked carefully and saw that there was a long slit on the opera robe, which seemed to have been cut by a sharp knife.

The opera robe was torn by a sharp blade, and there was even a trace of blood.

Tan Qianyang immediately guessed that it might be caused by some accident on the stage.

"Snapped".

Tan Qianyang put down the things in the box.

He felt quite helpless.

It has been two or three months since he became "Tan Qianyang".

Every day I look for strange and strange objects.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he wanted.

Tan Qianyang thought, and a data panel appeared in front of his eyes.

Celestial Skill: Not Beginner

Huanshou Sword Technique: Getting Started

Energy points: none

The energy points on this data panel have always been in a "none" state.

According to Tan Qianyang's speculation, he must obtain energy points before he can use them to improve his martial arts.

As for how to obtain energy points, Tan Qianyang didn't know.

Therefore, Tan Qianyang has been looking for all kinds of weird things.

See if you can get energy points from those objects.

But after two or three months, Tan Qianyang found nothing.

To this day, Tan Qianyang almost wonders if he went in the wrong direction?

There should be another way to obtain energy points instead of obtaining them from items?

Tan Qianyang opened the door and walked out.

"Hongmei, take the boxes out of the house."

"Yes, Master."

Hongmei immediately asked her servants to come forward and carry the box out again.

Hongmei has become accustomed to similar scenes in the past two or three months.

The young master always likes to collect some strange objects, as if he is looking for something.

Then, the young master seemed to be very disappointed and asked people to put all those items in the warehouse to eat dust.

Doing this over and over again wastes an unknown amount of money.

Tan Qianyang started eating grapes again and enjoying the coolness in the house.

It seems to be dusk among the Mismi Lake.

"Master, Master Chen is here."

Hongmei whispered.

"Is that boy Chen Yu here?"

Tan Qianyang perked up after hearing this.

Finally waited for Chen Yu.

Since he came to this world, his greatest pleasure has been to have fun with Chen Yu, a good friend.

"Brother Yang, how boring are you at home in the hot summer?"

"Come on, let's go out and have some fun."

Before Chen Yuren arrived, the voice arrived first.

Tan Qianyang looked at a young man walking in the distance.

I have to say that Chen Yu has a good skin.

He has a fair complexion, is handsome, and has the air of a handsome young man.
To be continued...