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

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

"Um."

Ye Bei nodded lightly.

"Next, we?"

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

"Clean up the Wensheng Antiques Store, I'll stay here for a while." Ye Bei's voice was faint.

Lu Wensheng finished listening.

His face was happy, then another regret appeared, and then he replied in a deep voice: "Yes, sir, don't worry, you must clean it up within today."

"good."

Ye Bei nodded.

Three people.

Three umbrellas.

After the heavy rain, I began to return to the direction of Wensheng Antiques Store.

Ye Bei walked in the front.

Lu Wensheng followed closely behind.

Ying Tian is still at the end...

However, when walking, Ying Tian's eyes were always in a state of wide open.

Just now, when facing Dai Jianming...

The calmness, calmness, and signature smile on his face have all disappeared, replaced by curiosity.

His ancestors had an amazing identity.

But he is just an ordinary mortal after all.

He is a flesh and blood body.

Since childhood, I have lived with the will of my ancestors.

The noble genes flowing in the blood did not give him any supernatural powers.

To be honest, the methods of Ye Bei and Lu Wensheng were completely eye-opening. Even deep in his heart, he began to fantasize what kind of power he would have.

"In the future, you must follow your husband well. One day, I will be able to become a person like my ancestors or husband." Ying Tian murmured, and while he was talking, his other hand was clenched tightly.

...

Time continues to pass.

In a blink of an eye, hours passed in a few days.

Confucian Temple.

Over the sky...

The originally thick dark clouds finally began to fade away little by little, and the heavy rain also stopped.

A beam of sunshine.

It penetrates through the gaps of dark clouds.

Sprinkled on this street...

It shines this wet street with a unique flavor.

Wensheng Antiques Store, in the lobby.

Ye Bei sat in front of one of the tables, holding his hands on the table, looking leisurely at the empty street outside.

Ying Tian was holding a white cloth and carefully wiping every stained area in the lobby.

He moves carefully.

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

squeak……

It took a long time.

The antique shop and the back door made a creaking sound.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Wensheng walked out of it, and at this moment he had returned to his old age.

After feeling the silence, he was silent for several seconds.

but……

Finally, he opened his mouth and his voice was very soft: "Sir, I have tidied up the beds in two rooms, daily necessities, bed sheets, etc., all of which are brand new."

Ye Bei remained silent and remained silent.

Those eyes looked at the scenery outside the door, as if they were not moved by external objects at all.

"The nine corpses at the door must have been transported away by those law enforcement personnel. When they left, they also cleared the blood stains splashed in front of the store. Doing so would have ruined the evidence. I think they would not come to cause trouble again in the future. The sir can live quietly here." Lu Wensheng's voice was respectful.

"The boss of Wanbaolou has been sent back from the law enforcement department. However, he is not stupid. Even if someone instructs him, he should be able to tell the difference..."

"Sir, do you have any explanation?"

Lu Wensheng's voices are constantly coming.

When he finished his last sentence…

Bent over slightly.

Standing motionless on the side of the lobby.

Waiting for Ye Bei's answer.

...

Tick, tick.

On the street, the stream, like a stream, was gone.

But on the eaves.

But a few drops of water still dripped from time to time.

The water droplets hit the stone slabs on the streets, ticking and ticking.

A ray of sunlight passes through the gaps of dark clouds and refracts from the stone slabs, making it look sparkling.

Wensheng Antiques Store.

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 thinking seemed to have been completely empty.

Quiet.

soft.

Carefree.

No pursuit.

Nothing to find...

This transcendent and secular feeling has been integrated with Ye Bei unknowingly over the endless years.

only.

Many times, Ye Bei still tried hard to pursue something.

"well!"

It took a long time.

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

Then he set his sight on Lu Wensheng.

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

"Two days is enough for you to go to Japan, right?"

Ye Bei spoke with a very light tone.

"Of course, sir."

Lu Wensheng, who had been standing for two hours, not only did he not complain at all, but on the contrary, after hearing Ye Bei's words, his body trembled, full of excitement, and he answered quickly.

"Then go."
To be continued...