Temple of Literature, on the street.

Five young people in their twenties, got together.

Some of them have their hands in their pockets.

Someone looked at the shops on both sides of the road with sinister eyes.

There are also people who hang their heads and are sullen.

Thereinto.

Walking at the forefront of this group of people is Xia Hui.

But his face was dark, his face was preoccupied, and his mood was quite bad.

However, next to him, another young man, was chattering non-stop.

"Brother Hui, what the hell happened just now? That wood carving, really not magic? ”

"Probably!"

"So many people are watching, the current magicians are very powerful, and they have all switched to selling antiques."

After saying that.

When the young man thought about it, he didn't think it was right.

"But then again, that guy in the white shirt is very evil, when I was in that shop before, I was always paying attention to him, and from beginning to end, he was very calm, and he didn't even mean to leave that table."

The young man continued.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's the 21st century, even the state says that any animal is not allowed to become sperm, that kind of thing that goes against science, it's all nonsense, I don't believe that a wood carving will automatically fly."

"It's just, it's obviously a trap."

"Let's look at an antique shop, maybe you can find something good today."

On the streets, these people whispered as they walked.

But soon.

Xia Hui, who was walking in the front, stopped suddenly.

"Brother Hui, what's wrong?"

"Discovery?"

"Why?"

Behind him, everyone stopped and asked with some curiosity.

"Do you remember what happened yesterday in the Temple of Literature?" Xia Hui's voice was low, and his face was extremely serious.

"Yesterday?"

"There was indeed a big incident in the Temple of Literature yesterday, and several people died, I heard that the entire Temple of Literature was completely blocked, but isn't it back to normal today?"

"There is also a lot of uproar on the Internet, but this matter is also strange, according to some insiders, at least nine people died, this kind of thing, no matter where it is placed, is a big deal! Those from the law enforcement department will investigate for several days, but when they came over today, none of the shops were closed. ”

on the streets.

The young men whispered.

Xia Hui stood aside.

Hear this.

His brow was furrowed quite a lot.

"You've all seen that video on the Internet, right? Do you remember some of the details? ”

After a long while, Xia Hui said in a deep voice.

"I do remember that there was a young man in a white shirt, but he couldn't see his face."

"It looks like it's in an antique shop...... However, there is no sign of the store inside. ”

"The video is so magical, it's like making a movie."

Xia Hui listened.

Cold sweat kept pouring out of his forehead......

"The Wensheng antique shop we went to just now, if it's correct, is the place in the video, and the young man sitting on the table is also wearing a white shirt, and they are the same person as the video on the Internet."

The sound is low.

Hiss......

After these words fell.

Five young people, standing on the street of the Temple of Literature, all gasped violently.

A cold breath rose from the soles of their feet for no apparent reason, and quickly spread throughout their bodies.

But......

Soon.

Xia Hui came to his senses again.

"So, there are a few things that are basically certain! First, the store is still there, so the video on the Internet must be some kind of hype, otherwise, nine people really died, do you believe it? ”

Let's talk about it.

The other four young people behind him shook their heads in disbelief.

"Second, when we went into that shop today, there were a lot of tourists inside, and then there was some suspended wood carving, which made it mysterious, just like the video on the Internet, from here, can you see anything?"

After saying this, Xia Hui's eyes flashed with a shimmer of wisdom.

"Hype!"

"From the beginning, it was hype."

"Yes, even if all the Confucian Temples were quarantined yesterday, it wasn't necessarily because of things on the Internet, but for other reasons."

"Damn, it's a false alarm."

The other four, all of them looked like they had suddenly realized.

It's just that......

After all that is said and done.

Their expressions quickly turned angry again.

"Damn, the people in the last store seem to have taken advantage of Brother Hui."

"What do you think of us?"

"Why don't you go back and trouble them? I want to see how awesome that wood carving is......

Everyone hit it off.

After all that is said.

Directly under the leadership of Xia Hui.

Turn around.

The five of them gathered together.

Energetically returning to the original road.

……

Temple of Literature, on the street.

Ye Bei carried his hands behind his back, with black hair, flying wantonly in the air.

He walked at a leisurely pace.

In both eyes, it is even more faint.

He walked directly in the middle of the street......

The deep gaze looked at the scenery on both sides.

Yesterday it rained.

It's a sunny day......

The two landscapes are very different and have their own characteristics.

Behind him.

Wang An followed.

Dressed in a cloth shirt, his hair is gray, his face is full of wrinkles, and he is extremely old.

One old and one young.

When you walk down the street like this, it's quite eye-catching.

It's just that......

The atmosphere was very dreary.

"Master, are you leaving the Temple of Literature directly?"

on the streets.

Wang An followed behind, and after walking dozens of meters away, he always felt that this silent atmosphere was a little terrifying.

Plus he knew that time was running out......

If you don't say something more to Ye Bei.

There will be no more chances.

"Well, just leave! I was done here yesterday. ”

Ye Bei walked ahead, and after hearing Wang An's voice, he didn't look back, nor did he slow down, and said in an extremely calm voice.

Wang An's body is rickety.

I'm too old, and when I walk, I have some difficulty.

Fortunately, Ye Bei, who was walking in front, was not fast, so that he could keep up.

"Sir, then, do you need me to arrange a car? The means of transportation in this era are still quite convenient......" Wang An continued, his voice hoarse and low.

Ye Bei shook his head lightly: "No need, when I first went down Kunlun Mountain, I had already sat down!" ”

"Hmm."

Wang An snorted.

The muscles at the corners of the mouth pull.

Would love to say something more......

But I couldn't find a topic for a while.

Thereupon......

The two of them walked quietly down the street like this.

Click!

But......

The distance between the two was less than twenty meters from the exit of Confucian Temple Street.

A fierce sound of footsteps came from behind.

And with the sound of this footsteps.

It was a low roar.

"Hey, the two guys in front, stop for Lao Tzu."

The voice was arrogant.

And with a bit of anger......

And the person who shouted these words was none other than Xia Hui.

(End of chapter)