In the gallery, in the lobby, the coachman walked up to Ye Bei.

Sweating profusely, because he has been pulling a car all year round, his hands are full of calluses, this kind of person, no matter what he does, he is used to exerting himself.

However, when he took out the black paper, he moved very gently and carefully, for fear that it would be broken......

Ye Bei took the black paper, his face did not fluctuate, and he put it on the table casually.

Seeing this, the smile on the coachman's face reappeared: "I have already delivered the things!" But I don't know the art of this shop......"

Ye Bei didn't answer.

The coachman stood in front of the table, and did not mean to leave, but continued to chatter: "People like me, it's good to be alive, just make money to support the family, and it's like this for a lifetime, if you don't bring it in life, you don't take it with you in death, and you don't want to leave something behind, it will be passed down through the ages, I just want to have a harmonious family, and it will be worth it for a lifetime......"

Hearing this, Ye Bei's eyes were leisurely, and then he spoke softly: "Give birth, live!" ”

"yes...... It's like these calligraphy and paintings, it's nothing more than leaving some scenery behind, it looks good, but it's not useful, it's really better than a photo studio, sir, you are so young, you can consider changing jobs......" The coachman didn't seem to hear it, and continued.

"No!" Ye Bei's voice was faint.

The coachman laughed, he always felt that Ye Bei was very mysterious, but it was too cold.

He scratched the back of his head, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

After a few seconds of silence, the coachman's eyes lit up, and then he continued: "By the way, sir...... That, the person who gave me this paper, has one more sentence for me to bring to you! ”

"I've been waiting for you to say!" Ye Bei replied indifferently.

The coachman was a little confused, so he thought, could this young man really know something that didn't happen?

But soon the coachman was indifferent again.

Just take care of yourself...... For those other things, if you can worry less, you can worry less.

"The man spoke very strangely, and I didn't understand it very well...... Well, the original words are like this: tell him, the old man is also waiting for you! The coachman said earnestly, with a lot of doubts in his eyes, and he always felt a little confused.

"I know!"

Ye Bei nodded indifferently, not the slightest surprise, but his thoughts, at this moment, drifted far away.

Ninety thousand years ago!

Mount Tai, on the peak of the mountain, a young man, standing with his hands in his hands, the cold wind is Xiaoxiao, and the white clouds are waist-high.

A mountain man who carried the burden was sweating profusely, handed over a piece of paper, and respectfully placed it beside the young man.

The man lamented that life was not easy.

That guy is also very good at chattering......

"Shangxian, someone asked me to tell you, and the old man is also waiting for you!"

But in the end, the mountainman said something that had no reason...... Then, he went down the mountain silently and never saw him again.

70,000 years ago.

In a small town in the south, a teenager was fishing by the river, the sun was scorching, under the shade of the trees, but it was a little cold

A fisherman, drenched in sweat, rowed a flat boat, making ripples on the surface of the lake, quietly came, handed a bamboo slip, and placed it next to Ye Bei.

The man lamented that fishing was a blessing.

That person is also satisfied with the status quo of life and feels that this life is worth it.

"Immortal, someone asked me to tell you, and the old man is also waiting for you!"

The same words appeared, but Ye Bei didn't think so, with a movement of his wrist, a fish hung in front of the hook!

Two thousand years ago.

In the Xianyang City Tower, a young man in a white robe, the wind outside the plug made his clothes rattle.

A patrol soldier wearing armor guarding the city, with dark skin, handed over a silk cloth and gently placed it next to the young man.

The man lamented the peace and prosperity.

The man just wanted to live his life, marry a wife and have children.

"My lord, someone asked me to tell you, and the old man is also waiting for you!"

The soldier spoke, said respectfully, and then turned to leave!

Gallery, Lobby ......

Seeing that Ye Bei had been silent, the coachman had already turned around and was about to leave......

Ye Bei sat at the table, and the six pictures all coincided......

"Even if you don't know ...... when you meet"

After a long time, Ye Bei sighed softly, slowly came back to his senses, but there was no slightest wave on his face, looking at the coachman who had already walked to the door, he was determined to break this reincarnation, and asked softly: "The person who gave you this paper...... What does it look like? ”

The coachman, who had already walked to the door, suddenly paused when he heard this.

"Look? I can't remember exactly......"

Turning back and looking at Ye Bei, the coachman thought for a few seconds and found that no matter what, he couldn't remember the person's appearance.

"Hmm!"

Ye Bei nodded...... He knew that if he continued to ask, he would not be able to ask why.

The coachman was just a messenger.

"There's a painting here, it's part of the gallery's collection...... You have brought me this paper today, and this painting will be given to you...... It's kind of a cause and effect! Ye Bei muttered, and when he spoke, the half of the Qingming Riverside Diagram that slipped on the ground magically floated.

Then, without the help of any force, he flew in the direction of the coachman.

"This ......"

The coachman's eyes widened.

He was just a mortal, how could he have seen such a strange situation?

Thump......

When he exclaimed, his legs weakened, and he couldn't help but plop and kneel on the ground.

"God...... Immortal? This is, fairy? His voice trembled, but his hands instinctively stretched out and took the painting.

Seeing this, Ye Bei moved his index finger slightly.

The driver's face was shocked and became dazed.

With the painting in both hands, he walked out of the gallery with a wooden face!

When the coachman walked up to his cart...... Only then did the gaze return to normal.

"Huh? When did you have an extra painting in your hand? I felt that there was something in my hand, opened it, looked at it, it was full of strangeness, but I couldn't think of anything, I felt that the painting was very beautiful, the painting style was quiet, as if I had a comfortable life, and then shook my head: "Forget it, it doesn't matter...... This painting is good, and when you have time, find a frame to put it on, and put it at home to look good! ”

With that, the coachman rolled up the picture and put it in the storage drawer of the cart.

Two-handed cart ......

Although it was getting late, he still ran briskly through the ancient street, waiting for the next customer!

Life is always repeated, but the driver does not feel bored, in his opinion, every customer, the story he talks is different...... This may be the only fun besides pulling a car to make money!

……

Chirping!

Gallery, lobby, when the coachman left, Ye Bei's fingers moved slightly, and the door of the gallery closed automatically.

At the same time, the candlelight lights in the lobby were also instantly lit, illuminating the place brightly.

Ye Bei sat at the table with a gloomy gaze......

Wow!

After a long time, he put away the portrait of the old man on the table.

Then he reached out and picked up the black paper.

Black paper, folded twice......

Ye Bei's eyes were indifferent, his movements were elegant, and with a movement of his fingertips, the black paper was all unfolded.

However, there were no words on the black paper, and I couldn't see any content...... But Ye Bei is serious!