"Can he send me to Shangjing?"

Yang Ming was a little confused about what this old man meant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You'll know when you go, young man, I'll wait for you in Shangjing."

Yang Ming heard a beep on the phone, the old man had already hung up the phone, Yang Ming looked up at the young man in sportswear not far away, and walked back.

"Quiet, you go back with your big sister in a while, I have something to do, so I won't go back with you."

"Big brother, don't worry."

Quiet muttered a vague sentence as he ate.

"Be careful!"

Yang Luoluo is a smart woman, she guessed from her relationship with Yang Ming that Yang Ming seemed to have some secrets, but she never guessed randomly, and she would not stalk Yang Ming to tell her.

"Well, I'll go back early after eating."

Yang Ming left the money for the meal and walked towards the man in sportswear.

"The old man said you could take me to Beijing to meet him."

The man nodded, smiled at Yang Ming, and looked at Yang Ming with great curiosity.

"Come with me."

As he spoke, he took Yang Ming to the building along the street on the side and went up the stairs to the second floor.

"What are you doing here?"

Although he felt that the old man would not do anything to him, it was somewhat uncomfortable to be brought to such an unfamiliar environment by strangers.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, you'll know in a while, now close your glasses, and I'll open them when I tell you to open them, will you?"

The second floor was pitch black, and Yang Ming couldn't figure out what the man was going to do, but he still closed his eyes, and at the same time, his two arms instantly metallized, so as to deal with the unexpected situation.

Yang Ming only felt the man's hand on his shoulder, and then there was a slight feeling of dizziness in his head, just like the feeling when he was sitting on Silver Wing for the first time in subspace.

"Okay, open your eyes, how do you train this muscle? It's as hard as iron, it's incredible. ”

Hearing the young man's words, Yang Ming slowly opened his glasses, but the scene in front of him was no longer in a dark room, but at the gate of a courtyard, with two big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the door, which looked extremely festive.

"This is Shangjing?"

Yang Ming asked with some uncertainty.

"That's right, this is the courtyard where the old man lives, let's go, I'll take you in, my name is Chu Yifan, you should be called Yang Ming, right?"

"Well, do you know what the old man called me for?"

Yang Ming asked with some confusion, Yang Ming had vaguely guessed the identity of the old man, but he didn't understand what the old man called him for.

"How do I know this, it's been a while, don't you know when you go in."

Yang Ming nodded, didn't say anything more, and quietly followed behind Chu Yifan and walked inside, this courtyard was huge, like a mansion gate, and he walked for a long time before he walked to the innermost main house.

Along the way, there were people coming in and out of the courtyard, and these people looked at Yang Ming with great curiosity, and even whispered.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Looking at the actions of these people, Yang Ming asked Chu Yifan on the side.

"No, there are very few strangers in this courtyard, they are just a little curious when they see your face, you ignore them."

Yang Ming nodded, indicating understanding.

The door to the main hall was open, and there was a loud voice of conversation inside, as if it were an argument.

"Go in by yourself, I have a headache when I see those old men."

Chu Yifan motioned for Yang Ming to go in by himself, he walked to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down, there was fruit on the stone table, and he picked one and ate it with relish.

Yang Ming stepped in, the quarrel inside seemed to become intense, and Yang Ming vaguely heard someone talking about how to hand over such a big task to a strange young man.

Through the mahogany partition, Yang Ming came to the inner room.

There were four old men standing in front of the bed, the old fortune teller Yang Ming had seen before was lying on the bed, and a woman of some age was sitting on the edge of the bed and taking care of it.

They seemed to hear Yang Ming's footsteps and turned to look at Yang Ming one after another.

"Who are you? How did you get in? ”

One of the silver-haired old men drank.

"Second brother, don't be unreasonable, this is the guest I invited, that is, the young man I told you."

"Big brother, you must think twice about this matter."

The silver-haired old man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the old man lying on the bed waving his hand.

"I made a decision after thinking about this matter for a long time, don't persuade me anymore, if there is nothing to do, you can go out first, I have something to say to him."

The silver-haired old man wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just let out a heavy sigh, flicked his sleeves and strode out.

The other three old men looked at the silver-haired old man who was leaving, looked at the old man lying on the bed, and all turned to leave, and none of them looked at Yang Ming.

"Go out too, and close the door."

The fortune teller said to the woman beside him, the woman got up and bowed to Yang Mingwei and left, there was a soft squeak outside, obviously the door was closed.

"Young man, let's meet again."

The old man looked at Yang Ming with a smile and spoke.

"Because of the two treasures of the old man, I have benefited a lot and know the preciousness of those two treasures, I really can't afford them, so let's return them to you."

"What, scared? I know that the people of SAARC have attacked you several times. ”

The old man lying on the bed looked at Yang Ming with interest and said.

"I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid, I just think these two things are too precious, how can I occupy these two treasures."

"We'll talk about that later, you have a lot of questions for me, right?"

The old man asked Yang Ming to help him sit up and spoke.

"You're Lolo's grandfather, aren't you?"

When he saw the family photo of Yang Luoluo's family of three, Yang Ming felt that Yang Luoluo's father's appearance was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, until he saw the old man again just now, Yang Ming understood that the reason why he had that feeling was just because Yang Ming's father was really similar to the old man lying on the bed.

"How did you guess?"

The old man's words proved that Yang Ming's guess was right.

"I've seen Lolo's family photos, and although Lolo said that her parents died in a car accident, I think it's not that simple, and there must be something hidden in it, right?"

Old Man Yang sighed heavily, and a look of remembrance appeared on his face.

"Alas, Luo Luo is a poor child, as for Luo Luo's parents, they are both extremely powerful people, how could they die in a car accident, they are all damned Japanese people, they are the ones who killed Luo Luo's parents."