Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth only want to have
When the dust settled, the people from the Inspection Department took the jade box containing Inoue's leaves and evacuated first.
Wen Rensheng and others then walked out of the quiet room and came to the hall.
"Teacher, how is the situation?" Zhao Han was the first to ask. The others were full of expectations and a little worried.
Wenren Shengfeng said calmly: "When everything comes naturally, if a heavy weight is lifted, it will be as light as a light weight, and the merits will be complete."
"That's great, the teacher is really great." Zhao Han felt relieved immediately.
Wu Shanshan walked over, took a look at Wei Yiqing behind him, with complicated eyes, and whispered: "Did you only do the soy sauce once, and there was someone else who contributed?"
"Look what you said, I'm a gentleman, how can I let a lady do my part while I just do the soy sauce on the sidelines?" Wen Rensheng retorted subconsciously.
"This has nothing to do with being a gentleman. If you want to deal with the evil spirit attached to the fetus, this is probably not something you can do now." Wu Shanshan looked suspicious.
"Facts speak louder than words. You will know next time." Wen Rensheng would not be stupid enough to argue with his girlfriend.
Please remember that when you engage in a debate with your wife, you will only lose, not win.
If you win the argument, you will lose your wife; if you lose the argument, you will lose your face.
When Zhao Han heard this, he spoke up for Wen Rensheng and said, "Teachers have always been very powerful. Sister Shanshan, didn't you always think so before? Why do you doubt the teacher's ability now?"
"That's because you don't understand the difficulty here, far from it. I have never doubted his ability, I just think that he should be able to do some things in the future, not now." Wu Shan
Shan said in a complicated tone.
That is an evil spirit, and it is still possessing the fetus. If you want to perform an operation, you have to be someone with deep knowledge in the soul field to do it easily.
Shouldn't the person who best meets the conditions be the immortal?
But now it seems that her boyfriend really didn't let the immortal come forward. After all, she knew that Wen Rensheng rarely lied to herself, let alone coveted the credit of others.
Zhao Han shook his head and said, "I don't understand. What you are saying is too profound."
"Okay, anyway, as long as you know that your aunt is fine," Wen Rensheng clapped his hands and said to everyone, "Mrs. Zhao needs to rest now. Everyone should go back first. There is no need to go and visit one by one."
Everyone nodded when they heard this. Yes, Inoue Zhizi, she really doesn't need all kinds of consolation coming one after another now, but to sleep peacefully and be pure for a few days.
The best choice is to wait until a few days later, when things have calmed down completely, to come over to visit, comfort and adjust the mood.
Hearing this, Wen Rende was the first to speak: "Old Zhao, then you and your sister-in-law take care of yourself, and we won't bother you any more."
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work this time." Mr. Zhao sent everyone out of the door with a smile on his face.
Wen Rensheng was about to leave when he was finally stopped by Mr. Zhao.
"Don't you want to see my collection? I'll send someone to deliver some good ones to your house later. You can see them as long as you want."
"Then please trouble Mr. Zhao, I won't be polite." Wen Rensheng nodded. He would not be polite on this matter. After all, it was related to the improvement of his core strength.
In fact, he had already started collecting mysterious objects.
On the second floor of the villa, there is his collection room.
It's just that I haven't collected any mysterious objects yet, they are all ordinary rare objects.
When it comes to collecting, the first thing is money, the second thing is time, the third thing is knowledge, and the fourth thing is connections.
Through handling incidents over the years, he has accumulated a lot of connections.
As long as he later spreads his reputation as a collector, those who owe him favors will naturally not refuse his request to appreciate his collection.
In this way, there is another channel to improve strength, and it is logical and without any future troubles.
Well, he is really too smart.
Just following his family to the door of his house, Wen Rensheng suddenly thought of a question: why did Lao Zhao suddenly offer to deliver the collection to his home?
According to his previous promise, he should let himself be in the other party's collection room and watch it at will.
This kind of behavior is very much like rushing to get rid of oneself. Could it be that the other party has some ulterior secrets?
He turned to look at Zhao's house. The villa under the shade of greenery was magnificent and glorious under the sunlight, but it made his heart cast a haze...
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At the same time, Mr. Zhao came to the basement of the villa.
This basement has three floors, storing his collection over the years.
A servant who looked like a butler was following him.
Mr. Zhao began to pick out some colorful and exquisite things that looked like exotic objects from the shelves, boxes, and even safes, and put them together in an ebony box.
After filling the box, he said to the housekeeper: "Okay, Zhao Si, take the contents of this box to Manager Wenren's house. Just treat these things as gifts and don't worry about coming back in the future."
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When the housekeeper heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Master, you have worked so hard to collect these things. Didn't you make an agreement with Mr. Wenren before and let him look around in the collection room?
?Why do you want to send it out now?"
There was a hint of reluctance in the butler's tone. It was obvious that these things were very valuable, so he, the butler, couldn't help but interfere with the master's decision.
"That's just his polite words. I have to give it away. I owe such a big man a favor, how can I just live with it? After giving it away, I can only talk about it if I have something to do next time." Mr. Zhao shook his head.
"Okay, sir, I'm wise." The housekeeper picked up the box with some reluctance.
"You guys are still short-sighted and don't know that the most important thing is always people. What's the use of antique treasures and life-and-death situations?" Mr. Zhao said with a smile.
"But the master has said before that the human heart is the most unreliable and cannot stand the test." The housekeeper babbled.
Mr. Zhao nodded and looked up at the ceiling: "Yes, I said this. But because of this, a reliable person is even more precious."
The housekeeper thought deeply and finally felt relieved.
Half an hour later, the Zhao family housekeeper took two servants and delivered the wooden box to Wen Rensheng's home.
"Oh, thank you for your hard work, you three." Wen Rensheng received the three of them in the living room, "Please sit down and have a cup of tea before you leave."
"No, we have to go back to restore the master's life. Please enjoy it slowly," the butler quickly declined.
Wen Rensheng smiled and sent the three people away, then opened the wooden box, put on his gloves, and prepared to examine them one by one.
At this time, Wen Rende came over and complained: "I wanted to keep your master here for dinner, but I didn't expect that she left halfway. Why didn't you ask to stay?"
At this time, Wen Rensheng was taking the lead in picking out a black monkey wood carving from the wooden box. This wood carving was a bit weird and eerie, which was obvious.
Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "You don't have to worry about this matter. I'll return the favor. But you, when are you going to do xenotransplantation?"
"Master Ding gave me a notice, asking me to go to the Far North Inspection Department for a transplant in a week, but I really feel a little uncomfortable." Wen Rende shook his head.
Wen Rensheng nodded, and then penetrated a trace of purple aura into the wood carving.
"Blood-stained wood carving: black is not a color, but coagulated blood. The blood is not monkey blood, but human blood, or the blood of five people."
"Mystery: 21."
"Mysterious composition:???"
Well, here we go again.
It seems that Lao Zhao is really considerate. He just looked at it in a hurry and found that it was really not good. He had to take some time to deal with it before he could return the things.
Could this be Lao Zhao's true thoughts? He knew that he needed these things to increase his strength, so he deliberately fulfilled his wish?
He is indeed a cunning guy, how can he think so deeply?
But the other party won't know that they don't need these things, but the story behind them...
Just ask for what you have once, don’t ask for eternity.
With this in mind, Wen Rensheng made a phone call.
"Mr. Zhao, your collection is very impressive. Do you have a detailed explanation of its provenance?"