The two of them fought in the living room of Zhao Hong's house all night.
Early the next morning, Zhao Hong opened his eyes.
Huang Bin asked him about his physical condition, and after confirming that his soul had completely returned to its place, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he asked about the layout of Zhao Hong's home.
Zhao Hong thought for a while and shook his head: "No, nothing in the house has been touched."
"Have no outsiders been here?" Huang Bin said unwillingly.
"Um……"
Zhao Hong lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "Outsiders have been here before. The house leaked before, and I asked someone to repair the roof. This shouldn't cause trouble, right?"
Huang Bin and Lu Fan looked at each other: "Where are you cultivating? Take me there."
The place Zhao Hong asked someone to repair was the ceiling in the middle of the living room. He didn't know what happened before, but the ceiling suddenly started leaking, so he asked someone to repair it.
This community is their city bureau's fund-raising housing in the new district. The property management people were too late to fawn over him, so the people looking for it didn't ask for money.
Huang Bin asked for a folding ladder to be set up in the living room, climbed up the ladder, and used a shovel to remove the wall paint on the ceiling.
The wall paint fell to the ground, and there were patches of cement soaked in water.
"Droop!"
Until a piece of metal fell to the ground.
Lu Fan and Zhao Hong just walked over, bent down and picked up something covered in cement into their hands.
"Wash it with water and see what it is." Huang Bin also jumped down from the ladder.
Lu Fan took the thing to the bathroom and rinsed it with the faucet for almost ten minutes before the thing gradually revealed its true appearance in his hand.
It is a copper object with five little men pulling a carriage.
