As if there is a providence in the dark, to prove Wen Shuo's ability to predict, on the evening of the end of the academic report conference, after dinner in the dining room, when Wen Shuo and Yang Jingbin were about to go back to the room, Evan Charles's assistant caught up with the teacher and student at the door, saying that Mr. Evan Charles hoped to discuss some academic issues with Mr. Yang.

Wen Shuo was stunned and secretly scolded himself for his crow's mouth......

Yang Jingbin, who had been instructed by Wen Shuo in advance, smiled and nodded: "Okay, I don't have any arrangements tonight, welcome Mr. Charles to my room to talk, or, has Mr. Charles already reserved a conference room?"

"Oh no. The assistant said humbly: "Mr. Charles will be honored to come to your room to talk." ”

"I'm honored too. Yang Jingbin modestly stretched out his hand and signaled to the assistant that he could reply to Evan Charles.

Walking into the elevator, Yang Jingbin sincerely expressed his admiration to Wen Shuo: "Wen Shuo, I really convinced you, it seems that there is nothing in this world that you can't expect, no wonder you can have such an achievement today." ”

"Where is it......" Wen Shuo's vanity burst out, his eyes narrowed into a slit with happiness, and the self-blame in his heart before was gone.

A few minutes after returning to the room, Evan Charles arrived.

Perhaps because he knew that Yang Jingbin's English level was quite high and he didn't need a translator, and the conversation would definitely involve more private and secret topics such as occultism and magic, so Evan Charles came alone.

Seeing Wen Shuo staying in the room, he had no intention of leaving, and after politely complimenting each other and chatting a few words, Evan Charles felt that Wen Shuo was particularly unpleasant - this disgusting fat man, too uneducated, didn't he know that as an assistant, an attendant, and a student, in this case, he should leave the room and leave a relatively private space for his teacher and guests to talk?

"Hello. Evan Charles smiled and said to Wen Shuo in a gentlemanly manner: "Can you leave for a while, I want to talk to Mr. Yang alone, can you?"

Wen Shuo was stunned and looked at Yang Jingbin.

Yang Jingbin did not translate for Wen Shuo, but said to Charles: "He is my most trusted student, and we don't have to shy away from him when we talk about anything." ”

"That's ...... Doesn't seem very polite. Charles shrugged his shoulders and said, "Everyone has privacy that they don't want to be known, don't you Chinese people think it's disrespectful to the guests? I don't want to have others present." ”

"I'm sorry. Yang Jingbin smiled awkwardly, and immediately explained Charles's words to Wen Shuo.

Wen Shuo frowned and said, "Cheng, I'll go out first, remember, don't care what you ask, keep a little more thought." ”

"Hmm. Yang Jingbin nodded solemnly.

"I'll see you in a moment, Mr. Charles. Wen Shuo got up and gave Charles an apologetic look, nodded and walked out.

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm not used to it. Evan Charles smiled.

Yang Jingbin shook his head and said, "Then, my student has left, Mr. Charles, we might as well say it directly, if it is to discuss academic issues, we will definitely have a good chat, because you and I have the same research direction." However, if you want to talk too deeply about the ancient metaphysics of China and your Western magic, I think you will be disappointed...... I hope you understand. ”

"Of course. Evan Charles's expression showed a touch of disdain, and said: "I don't have this idea, and I am talking to you to avoid some misunderstandings and contradictions that may arise in the next trip." ”

"Huh?" Yang Jingbin was vigilant and frowned - Wen Shuo is like a god, is it possible, does Charles really have bad intentions?

Evan Charles pondered for a moment, and said with a slightly emotional and excited expression: "It is rare to have the opportunity to come to the great ancient Chinese country, I am full of yearning and longing for the brilliant 5,000-year civilization history of this country, so in the next field trip, maybe in a place that can particularly move my heart, I can't help but use the power of magic, get in close contact with the breath of history, feel the ancient civilization, embrace it, or be embraced by it." Well, that's a wonderful feeling...... Isn't it?"

Thinking of Wen Shuo's advice, Yang Jingbin's brows furrowed even tighter, he thought for a while, and said: "Mr. Charles, I can understand your feelings, but I suggest that you better not do this, the Chinese people attach great importance to the respect for their ancestors, those civilization monuments that have a long history of thousands of years to the present day are the precious cultural and civilization heritage left to us by our ancestors, and any behavior that may cause losses to these heritages is not allowed by the Chinese people." ”

"Mr. Yang, you're not sure that spells can cause damage to historical sites and artifacts, are you?" said Evan Charles, completely unconcerned.

"I'm sure!" Yang Jingbin narrowed his eyes.

This is not a rhetorical statement.

Because Yang Jingbin remembered the ancient sword that was half broken - at that time, he didn't know that Wen Shuo was a mystic scholar with a peerless education, and he didn't know that he was injured by the yin evil implied in the broken sword, Wen Shuo saved him, and after removing the yin evil on the broken sword, Yang Jingbin felt that the broken sword was wrong, different from before, so he also suspected Wen Shuo of dropping his bag and stealing cultural relics. Since then, the broken sword has lost its edge, become ordinary, and lose the historical atmosphere of the precious cultural relics in the eyes of experts and scholars.

It's hard to say exactly what kind of smell it is, and it's impossible to describe the feeling of being a historical artifact.

It seems to exist in the dark, but you can't see, touch, or smell the breath.

Evan Charles narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed, and then smiled a little stiffly: "Mr. Yang, this seems very unrealistic. If you think about it, I told you frankly about my thoughts out of politeness because I didn't want to be misunderstood. If you don't participate in this conference, or if I come back to Huaxia in the future, if I don't stay with a mage like you, who can stop me from doing these things? In the same way, there should be many mages like you in the mysterious Huaxia with a long history, and they maybe, often do this kind of thing, so can you stop me? So, please don't stop my behavior, okay?"

Yang Jingbin became more and more sure that Charles was not at ease, otherwise, he would never have said such a thing.

"No, I can't. Yang Jingbin resolutely shook his head and refused, and said in a fierce voice: "Mr. Charles, there is a premise for these situations you said, that is, I am not present, as long as I am here, I will definitely stop you." ”

"Damn it......" Evan Charles muttered a swear word, and then got up and said, "There is an old saying in Huaxia called salute before soldiers, and I am very polite, isn't it?"

With that, Charles turned to leave.

Yang Jingbin sat on the sofa and did not move, and said with a sneer: "There is an old saying in Huaxia, calling guests to do as the host wants, and people who do not obey the etiquette of the host's house are a kind of rudeness in themselves, and such people are not welcome." ”

Without a word, Charles opened the door and strode out.

As soon as he went out, Charles saw the white and chubby guy, standing at the door with his hands behind his back and looking up at the scene.

Therefore, Charles, who was in an extremely unhappy mood, cursed again, and spat on the ground at Wen Shuo: "Fuck!"

Leave after scolding.

As a nobleman, he feels that scolding such a lowly person is a self-surrendering identity.

The fat man was stunned at first, and then realized that this guy named "Plague and Death" had a broken conversation with Teacher Yang. Of course, it's one thing to talk about collapse or not to talk about collapse, and now it's another thing for him to scold and spit.

Moreover, he actually scolded the fat man......

Is this a rebellion?

The fat man didn't hesitate to follow, raised his big foot and kicked the other party's ass: "Fuck you!"

Unexpectedly, Evan Charles's reaction was extremely sharp, as if he had a back eye, he quickly staggered to the side to avoid, the fat man's foot was about to kick into the air, and at the same time, Charles had already turned around, completely subconsciously smashing his fist.

The fat man kicked into the air, and his reaction was extremely sharp, and his empty right foot swung to the right as it fell, kicking right at the crook of Charles's knee.

Bang!

Not much.

But from the five techniques of metaphysics in the Chinese traditional martial arts, has a unique subtlety, Wen Shuo every morning diligent practice, slow Tai Chi fast luck, coupled with the practice of the six senses of the metaphysics is keen, limbs agile, this impromptu adaptation of the small tricks, just played a very subtle role, wrong step, twist, fist Charles, the right leg just inertia with the body forward to turn left, fist swing to the air, suddenly the left leg knee bent, the whole person uncontrollably kneeled on one knee, and then fell to the ground on the side.

At the same time, the fat man, who changed his moves after kicking in the air, couldn't hold on to his strength and couldn't stabilize his body, and he simply landed on the ground with a big split.

Followed by......

Seeing that Charles had quickly got up quickly, the fat man shuddered in fright, judging from Charles's keen dodge and quick return action just now, this guy is definitely a practitioner, so once the other party gets the first move, or even fights face-to-face, he may be beaten- The fat man, who has always been cautious and never willing to suffer, flashed this thought in his mind, and under the fright, his legs were forced, and he bounced up in the blink of an eye from the state of vertical splitting like a performance, and at the moment when Charles straightened up, he pounced and hit Charles's back shoulder with a heavy blow.

Bang!

In the dull impact sound, Charles couldn't help but cry out in pain, staggered and almost fell to the ground, hurriedly leaned against the wall, just turned around, the fat man stood up like a man, like a crazy polar bear, extremely fierce rushed up, Charles hurriedly bowed down, raised his arms and bent his elbows, clenched his fists and put on a boxing defensive posture.