Chapter 348

"Listening to the two of you, are you going to hold me, an old man, accountable?" Ji Boying showed no sign of panic on his face, slowly took a sip of tea, and made a *slurp slurp* sound similar to eating noodles in his mouth.

Xia Yubing frowned slightly, secretly aiming at the tea set in front of him, only to see the tea leaves in the bowl were tender and emerald green, slender and delicate like the eyebrows newly drawn by a young girl.

"The old thing really likes to drink tender tea." Xia Yubing slandered in her heart, and her first impression of this old man was not very good.

The tea-tasting technique Ji Boying just used is called 'sipping method'. By inhaling air to atomize the tea under the tongue, it cools down quickly while increasing the contact area between the tea and the taste buds, which can better taste the aroma, flavor, and taste level of the tea soup. It belongs to the common technique used by professionals to evaluate tea leaves, and some old tea ghosts who have higher pursuits for the drinking experience will also drink like this.

But the sipping method also has its shortcomings. The first is that the sound of *hu hu lu lu* made when the tea is held in the mouth is quite indecent, like an old Beijing person drinking fried liver, so it is also called 'pig arching food'.

Xia Yubing was warned by her aunt when she learned etiquette at home before that the sipping method is best used only when you are tasting tea alone, and try not to drink like this when entertaining friends. Otherwise, you are comfortable drinking, but the others at the table are not comfortable. Those who don't understand tea think you are deliberately disgusting people, and it is easy to be sent to sit at a table with children who smack their mouths when eating.

Compared with the well-read young lady, Ji Boying obviously didn't have such concerns. He drank tea just for his own pleasure, ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, just missing a sentence: My brother did all the work of my life when he harnessed the God of Wealth, who is idle to waste that effort.

"This person's personality is quite self-centered, and there is no humble feeling of people under the eaves who have to bow their heads like Liu Hongwen and Shen Changjiang." Xia Yubing's eyes flashed, and she was a little curious in her heart: "Living under someone else's roof and still being able to be so horizontal, you can't do it without a certain amount of capital."

What exactly did Ji Bochang leave for his younger brother?

"Not holding accountable." Betang shook his head: "If it were a reduction in personnel during the process of hunting Seeing Lan Shiwen, I wouldn't say anything even if more people died. Fighting to the death is the glory of the nobility, and we all have the consciousness of sacrificing for the family.

But the situation at the moment is not like this. This hunt has not yet begun, and we have already started to reduce personnel, dying inexplicably. Soldiers can die from open guns, but not from hidden arrows, so we need an explanation."

Betang didn't say the second half of the sentence—after entering the opera house, his memory was inexplicably erased by some unknown force. This was what made him most uneasy, but he couldn't tell these outsiders from Kyushu such things.

"I agree with you." Ji Boying put down the teacup and exhaled a turbid breath, saying: "But there is a misunderstanding I need to correct for you, sir—this hunt started long ago. From the moment you agreed to join hands with me to deal with Seeing Lan Shiwen, the current situation was destined."

Everyone present was not a fool, and immediately understood what he meant.

"Are you saying that Seeing Lan Shiwen predicted our actions?" Betang frowned, somewhat incredulously: "Are you saying that he is in the Kyushu hinterland, but can predict what we are doing on the Apennine Peninsula?

He actually has such ability to cross the long distance across the Eurasian continent and forcibly erase the threat that is still in the brewing stage?"

Ji Boying slowly poured himself another cup of tea: "... Why not?"

"Hunters coveting tiger bones must be prepared to have their spines bitten off by fierce tigers at any time. Fishermen hunting sharks must have the consciousness of being buried in the shark's belly. There is no free lunch in the world. From the moment you knew that Seeing Lan Shiwen possessed the ability to predict the future and still had the intention to kill him, what happened today was already destined."

Betang *tsk*ed, leaned back on the sofa, Mei Lin on the side still sat in place with her head down without saying a word, and Shen Changjiang's face was not very good either.

Liu Hongwen's shoulders trembled slightly involuntarily. If you ask who is most afraid of Seeing Lan Shiwen among those present, it must be him. A total of 3,527 people within the five clothes of the Liu family in Yunzhou were all slaughtered, from the old man of eighty or ninety years old to the baby waiting to be fed, his father in his prime, his niece in her prime...

Liu Hongwen witnessed his relatives die one by one under Seeing Lan Shiwen's devil's claws. This person is devoid of emotion and evil. The once prosperous big family was slaughtered overnight, and an indelible shadow had long been left in his heart. And all this was just because, when he was in Yundu, his father requested that the 'Plague God' stay in his grandfather's ward for a while longer.

Liu Hongwen didn't understand, is it not human nature to hope that one's relatives live? What's more, the Liu family is not unreasonable. His father never expressed the desire to monopolize the Plague God for a long time. He just hoped that the Plague God could stay in his grandfather's ward for a while longer. As long as the medical team they invited landed in Yundu, Seeing Lan Shiwen could do whatever he wanted with the Plague God, and they would never stop him.

However, even such a near-humble request was met with the bloody slaughter of that lunatic Seeing Lan Shiwen.

Damn, why is Seeing Lan Shiwen so bad.

"Mr. Astarti." Shen Changjiang pondered repeatedly and tentatively said: "If what Mr. Ji said is true, and what happened in Vivian Port is indeed Seeing Lan Shiwen's work, then..."

Before he finished speaking, a loud *bang* came from the door, which surprised everyone in the room.

Liu Hongwen already had resentment in his heart, and at this moment, he was even more stimulated like a cat with its hair blown up. His face flushed, and he roared: "Damn it, didn't I say that no matter what happens, you absolutely cannot come in to disturb me?! Are you bunch of trash unable to understand human words, or do you need me to teach you what obedience is with a gun?! I..."

As he spoke, Liu Hongwen's tone gradually lowered visibly, his flushed face gradually turned pale, and the angry expression on his face was replaced by a fawning smile mixed with fear at some point.

Seeing Lan Shiwen kicked the door open with a broken knife in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand and broke in.

"That Mr. Lan, I..."

*Bang—! *

Shen Changjiang opened his mouth and was about to say something, when a bullet was fed into his mouth.

At the same time, a pale dead man's head quietly drilled out from the shadow in the corner of the room, with a long and winding spine behind its neck, crawling onto Shen Changjiang's fat corpse like a snake, opening its mouth to bite, and the slightly yellow white fat was bitten full of mouth, and the smell of blood in the air became even heavier.

*Bang—! *

Another shot hit Liu Hongwen's forehead directly. This last bloodline of the Liu family fell to the ground in response, without even making a scream. Strips of pale, bloody human bone snakes drilled out from the shadows, *hu la la* crawling all over the floor of the room, and everything in sight was pale.

Seeing Lan Shiwen held the broken knife in front of him and bowed politely to the remaining people in the room. The butterfly on his shoulder spread its wings, blooming with ice-blue beautiful colors under the light.

"I am Seeing Lan Shiwen, it is an honor to meet you all."

(End of chapter)