The evil host always goes offline

Chapter 138 Siren Charm (7)

"But what can you tell just by looking at the scales?"

"This is why you are ignorant." Hui Sheng hugged her chest, and the light from the booth made her eyes look strange, "Fish scales and fish bones are the greatest wealth of mermaids. People who understand can tell the age of mermaids from fish scales, and the mermaid's age is different from fish scales. retention time."

Not only that, if she had seen the owner of the fish scale before, she would be able to tell who he was.

"...Can you tell?" Shan Cen asked softly.

"can not tell."

"..."

Hui Sheng casually opened the book next to it, "here is the introduction."

Shan Cen leaned over and stared at it not long after, "1509? It's been more than 500 years, right?"

Hui Sheng paused, then looked at the fish scales stored in the water in the center of the booth.

According to the fish scales, the mermaid is about two hundred years old. Although the scales are still bright, it can be seen that it has been away from the owner for a long time.

Could it be the twelve princesses?

Hui Sheng blinked.

She seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

Pan Mo'er's fish scales are actually exhibited in the famous mermaid art museum of Miao's family...

Suddenly thinking of something, Hui Sheng turned his head and went back to the wall closest to the entrance of the art gallery.

The history of the museum is recorded on the wall.

500 years since the museum was built...

Could it be that this museum is built on the foundation of Pan Moer?
Is she still alive?
The lifespan of a mermaid is very long, but if she becomes a tool to create benefits for human beings, she will not live long.

Hui Sheng visited the entire museum several times, and found that there are not many fish scales here, and the age of mermaids recorded on the fish scales is not limited to two hundred, and the oldest is around 270.

Could it be that Pan Mo'er died around 270?
Hui Sheng was thinking about it, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the traces on the ground.

"It's a bit boring." Shan Cen was sitting in the rest area and saw Hui Sheng approaching, "When are you leaving?"

"Now you can."

Hui Sheng leaned against the wall with his arms around his chest, and inadvertently saw the person looking at him not far away.

"Great." Shan Cen got up, "There is a fish-themed restaurant opposite, shall we try it?"

"Yeah." Hui Sheng's lips curled up slightly, "Let's go."

After entering the restaurant opposite, Hui Sheng said to the waiter, "Let's take a look first."

When the waiter left, Hui Sheng looked at Shan Cen, "Two people will come to look for you later, you take care of the small ones, and I'll take care of the big ones."

Shan Cen was taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "How do you know?"

Before Hui Sheng could explain, he saw a girl walking quickly, "Is it Shan Cen?"

Shan Cen blinked, saw the magazine in her hand with him on the cover, and suddenly had an idea, "I am, may I ask you?"

"I'm your fan Shu Tian, ​​I didn't expect to meet you here, can you sign me?"

Shan Cen glanced at Hui Sheng, who was pondering over the menu, and said with a smile, "Of course, can you sign it in the magazine?"

"Ah, you saw it." Shu Tian blushed and shook her head as if she had discovered a little secret, "No, I want you to sign it in another book."

"Where is that book?"

"at home."

Shan Cen: "..."

Shu Tian hugged the magazine, and said cautiously: "Can you come with me to my house to sign?"

"..." Shan Cen was speechless, "Forget it, I'm having dinner with my friend."

"Your friend can order food here and eat when you come back..." Shu Tian couldn't help but look at Hui Sheng, and when he saw her profile, he paused and swallowed, "Actually, your friend can also come to my house, my house very big."

"Huh?" Shan Cen's head was full of black lines, and he wondered if his ears had heard it wrong.

(End of this chapter)