"Sir, it seems that these people are all people who understand and know what they should do."

After watching Dai Jianming and his subordinates continue to search the Confucian Temple, Lu Wensheng turned around and said respectfully to Ye Bei.

"Hmm."

Ye Bei hummed lightly.

"What's next, us?"

Lu Wensheng's voice was a little hesitant, waiting for Ye Bei to say what to do next.

"Clean up the Wensheng antique shop, I'll live here for a while." Ye Bei's voice was faint.

Lu Wensheng listened.

His face was happy, and then there was a touch of regret, and then he replied in a deep voice: "Yes, sir, you can rest assured, within today, all the cleaning will be completed." ”

"Okay."

Ye Bei nodded.

Three.

Three umbrellas.

Riding the heavy rain, this began to return in the direction of Wensheng's antique shop.

Ye Bei walked in the forefront.

Lu Wensheng followed closely.

Yingtian is still at the end......

It's just that when he walked, Yingtian's eyes were always in a state of widening.

When facing Dai Jianming just now......

The calmness, composure, and signature smile on his face were all gone, replaced by curiosity.

His ancestors have an incomparably amazing identity.

But he is just an ordinary mortal after all.

He is flesh and blood.

Since childhood, he has lived with the will of his ancestors.

The noble genes that flowed in his blood did not give him any supernatural powers.

And today's methods of Ye Bei and Lu Wensheng, to be honest, completely opened his eyes, and even deep in his heart, he has begun to fantasize about what kind of power he will have.

"In the future, I must follow Mr. well, and one day, I will be able to become a person like my ancestor or Mr." Yingtian's voice murmured, and as he spoke, his other hand was clenched tightly in a fist.

……

The clock went on.

In the blink of an eye, hours passed.

Confucian temple.

Airspace......

The thick clouds finally began to dissipate little by little, and the torrential rain stopped.

A ray of sunshine.

Piercing through the cracks in the dark clouds.

sprinkled on this street......

Shine on this wet street with a unique flavor.

Wensheng antique shop, in the lobby.

Ye Bei sat in front of one of the tables, his hands propped on the table, and his eyes leisurely looked at the empty street outside.

Yingtian took a white cloth and carefully wiped every stained place in the lobby.

He moved cautiously.

For fear of making a sound, disturbing Ye Bei to watch the scenery outside.

Chirping......

And a long time passed.

The antique shop, the back door, squeaked.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Wensheng walked out of it, and at this moment, he had recovered to a state of old age.

Sensing the silence, he was silent for a few seconds.

But......

At last he opened his mouth and said softly: "Sir, I have made out the beds in the two rooms, daily necessities and bed sheets, etc., all of which are brand new. ”

Ye Bei was silent and remained silent.

Those eyes, looking at the scenery outside the door, seemed to be unmoved by foreign objects at all.

"The nine corpses at the door must have been transported away by the group of law enforcement personnel, and when they left, they also cleaned up the blood stains splashed in front of the store, and they did so, even if they destroyed the evidence, I think in the future, they will not come to trouble again, Mr. can live here quietly." Lu Wensheng's voice was respectful.

"The boss of Wanbaolou has been sent back by the law enforcement department, but he is not stupid, even if someone is behind him, he should be able to distinguish the ...... from the other."

"Sir, do you have anything else to say?"

Lu Wensheng's voice continued.

When he finished his last sentence......

Bend slightly.

Standing motionless on the side of the lobby.

Waiting for Ye Bei's answer.

……

Tick, tick.

In the streets, the stream-like flow was gone.

But on the eaves.

But from time to time, a few drops of water still drip down.

Those droplets, hitting the stone slabs of the street, ticking, ticking.

Wisps of sunlight, through the gaps of dark clouds, through the refraction of stone slabs, appear sparkling.

Wensheng antique shop.

In front of the shopkeeper's table.

Ye Bei looked at these scenery quietly......

Not only did he not have many thoughts in his heart, but at this moment, his thoughts seemed to be completely empty.

Quiet.

Downy.

Carefree.

There is nothing to pursue.

There is nothing to seek......

This transcendent and worldly feeling, in the endless years, has long been unconsciously integrated with him Ye Bei.

It's just that.

Many times, he Ye Bei still tries hard to pursue something.

"Alas!"

And after a long time.

Ye Bei, who was sitting in front of the table, moved his body slightly, and sighed lightly.

Only then did he set his sights on Lu Wensheng.

And at this moment, two hours have passed since Lu Wensheng finished speaking just now.

"Two days, enough time for you to go to the Japanese country, right?"

Ye Bei opened his mouth, his tone was very light.

"Of course, sir."

Lu Wensheng, who had been standing for two hours, not only did not have the slightest complaint, on the contrary, after hearing Ye Bei's words, his body trembled, full of excitement, and his mouth quickly replied.

"Then go ahead."

Ye Bei's voice was leisurely.

"Thank you, sir."

Lu Wensheng bent down, and when he said this, he retreated in the direction of the gate of Wensheng's antique shop.

The conversation between the two was too simple.

Yingtian, who was still wiping the stains, was a little stunned when he saw Lu Wensheng suddenly leave like this.

"Sir, Mr. Deer, what is he going to do?"

When Lu Wensheng's back disappeared completely.

Yingtian put down the rag in his hand and looked at Ye Bei, his voice curious.

"Do what he wanted to do decades ago."

Ye Bei replied softly.

"Huh?"

Wintian didn't personally experience that chaotic era......

Naturally, it is impossible to know what Lu Wensheng is carrying in this life.

After hearing Ye Bei's words, he scratched his head in puzzlement, and then continued to clean up the stained corners of Wensheng's antique shop.

……

In the blink of an eye, it's the second day.

In the sky, it was difficult to see a single dark cloud......

The whole sky, very blue.

It's as if the whole world has been thoroughly washed by rain.

Fresh air.

The scent of earth and leaves spreads with a gentle breeze.

Temple of Literature, on the street.

There are many small pools of water.

Some shopkeepers returned in a hurry early in the morning.

Bang Bang ......

Many people, stepping on the small pool, crackling, did not have the slightest reaction.

When I returned.

Many bosses also gathered together in groups of three or two to discuss the unsolved case yesterday.

(End of chapter)