Fast Travel System: A Happy Life

Chapter 164 Secrets in Historical Relics (12)

As night fell, the treasure shelf that was noisy during the day became quiet again.

All the spirit weapons stayed in the main body obediently.

After all, Zhou Chuansheng is back, so it's not good for them to be too presumptuous in other people's territory.

Zhou Chuansheng fell asleep in the bedroom.

Chu Qinghebai prayed idly, Jing Baisong can't let her down.

Must come.

The night in the deep mountains is extremely quiet, without the chirping of insects and birds, every little sound will be amplified.

While Chu Qinghe was still in a daze, Ayu called out all the spirit weapons.

In the night, he lowered his voice, he no longer looked like he was fooling around in the daytime, and said very seriously, "Someone is here."

He was meditating as usual, when he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps in the distance.

More than one person, and these people were armed.

The visitor is not good.

He has witnessed countless times of fighting, and every time not only the people were injured, but also many treasures were destroyed.

He looked at Chu Qinghe solemnly, "Can you send them away now?"

There are few people here, and few people come here. Chu Qinghe guessed that someone from Jing Baisong came, "Don't worry, I probably know the person who came."

She explained, "When I was arrested, I left clues for people I knew."

"Really?" Ayu was worried.

She nodded, "Don't worry, I will do what I say, even if it's not mine, I'm sure I will protect them."

"Hey, it's very lively," a cold and gloomy voice sounded in the darkness.

Zhou Chuansheng stood in the corner and said unkindly, "I said, why is there no treasure in King Jingwen's tomb?"

"No wonder I clearly felt a powerful aura that day, but I couldn't find it."

"So it's you, Palace Lantern." Zhou Chuansheng didn't know when he walked to the treasure rack.

Ayu reacted quickly and stood in front of her, yelling at him, "Zhou Chuansheng—"

The darkness where you can't see your fingers makes people feel a little uneasy, Chu Qinghe lights up the palace lantern, and walks out from behind Ayu generously.

Ayu pulled her back, "Back off, you're crazy!"

She shook her head and said to Zhou Chuansheng, "I never thought it would be you, Daoist Li." She paused, "Should I call you Zhou Chuansheng?"

Zhou Chuansheng stared at Chu Qinghe obsessively, "It's up to you," he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You are different from them, you can give me a helping hand."

He suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, "Hahahaha, after so many failures, I am finally going to succeed."

"Boom—" The door was violently kicked open.

Zhou Chuansheng's laughter stopped abruptly.

Everyone in the room looked at the uninvited guest at the door in unison.

The cold moonlight sprinkled through the gaps in the leaves, and the man stood at the door against the moonlight, holding a gun in his hand, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his sharp eyes.

It was Jing Baisong, Chu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, he finally came.

She quickly floated over and pointed at the ferocious-looking Zhou Chuansheng, "He is Zhou Chuansheng."

"Oh," Jing Baisong said casually.

He mocked, "I didn't expect that the famous Zhou Chuansheng would stay in the Jing family as a little priest."

"He hasn't died after so many years, his life is hard enough."

Zhou Chuansheng quickly recovered, "It's just mutual use."

He smiled contemptuously, "Master Jing, don't you know that the ancestors of the Jing family have the blood of the royal family, otherwise why do you think I should bow down to you?"

"Catch it," Jing Baisong lightly ordered the people around him.

Even though he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he knew that now was not a good time to talk. He just wanted to arrest the person and find out what was wrong.

"Don't destroy the cultural relics on the shelf." Chu Qinghe warned worriedly, fearing that Jing Baisong's subordinates would destroy the cultural relics indiscriminately.

Zhou Chuansheng has survived all these years by changing his appearance and hiding in hiding, without any force at all.

It is difficult to defeat four hands with both hands, and was subdued at once.

He was pressed to the ground in embarrassment, his eyes were red, and he stared at Jing Baisong fiercely, "You will regret it, and one day you will come to beg me."

"Take it away," Jing Baisong waved his hand indifferently.

...

Hulala, a large group of bodyguards took Zhou Chuansheng away first.

The small room was suddenly more than half empty.

Only now did Jing Baisong have time to take a good look at Chu Qinghe.

"Are you okay?" In the past two days, he was so worried that someone from the Taoist sect would catch her.

What if he was late and saw a pile of ashes.

Chu Qinghe shook his head, pointed to the treasure shelf, "Jing Baisong, those are spiritual artifacts, you send them to a reliable museum for protection."

Ayu interrupted suddenly, "Is this your person?"

Chu Qinghe put her waist in, and said with a proud face, "Yeah, how about it, it's amazing, I'll send you all to the museum later."

The three-color vase cheered as usual, "Sister is amazing, now we are saved."

Fengguanzhuzhu still looked cold and aloof, "huh".

Jing Baisong looked at the huge pile of spiritual artifacts in front of him, and was really shocked, "They were all stolen by Zhou Chuansheng?"

"Well, I'll talk about this later, let's arrange them first."

Chu Qinghe asked worriedly, "You don't want to keep them all in your home, do you?"

Jing Baisong was silent. He really thought so. What if the museum secretly ignored people and sold them?
Chu Qinghe's black pupils widened, and he said in amazement, "Jing Baisong, we must be good citizens who abide by the law."

She whispered in Jing Baisong's ear, "Most of these are funeral objects of the royal family, and the leading man is Chuan Guo Yuxi."

Although her voice was low, she emphasized the four words Chuan Guo Yu Xi, showing the man's unusual identity.

"How many years do you want to go to prison for hiding them at home?"

Jing Baisong rubbed his nose guilty, and admitted his mistake graciously, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Since they are all buried with the royal family, there is a place that is suitable for them."

"Where?" Chu Qinghe asked suspiciously.

Jing Baisong slightly curled the corners of his mouth, "Country."

Presumably they will be very happy to get such a large number of precious cultural relics.

"Hey, have you discussed it?" Ayu opened the fan and fanned it slowly.

Jing Baisong, "Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up."

Ayu is very satisfied, it seems that the place to go is good, and there are dedicated pick-ups.

Chu Qinghe asked, "Where am I going?"

Whether to follow Ayu or the others or Jing Baisong.

"Of course I'll go back to the Cultural Relics Bureau with me, and I'll find you a new body right away, and I'll give them the palace lantern when the time comes."

"it is good."

Ayu felt that the two of them were so warm-hearted, and he had to reciprocate, "I'll tell you a secret."

Chu Qinghe turned his attention to Ayu to see what kind of flowers he could tell, "Say."

"The secret is—" Ayu deliberately kept it secret.

It wasn't until Chu Qinghe became a little impatient that he continued to say, "You are really a good match, hahahahahaha."

Chu Qinghe? ? ?
Jing Baisong smiled lightly, "Thank you!"

Neither of them noticed that Ayu's eyes were deep and full of meaning.

(End of this chapter)