While Shi Xiaolan was looking forward to meeting Ye Jiutian, He Fengsheng had already accompanied Ye Hao to walk around He Mansion for a long time.
When he arrived at the Hejia Ancestral Temple, Ye Hao's expression subsided slightly.
Then he made a gesture, signaling and Fengsheng to turn away the others, and only one trustworthy person was left beside him.
He Fengsheng didn't know what Ye Hao was trying to do, but he waved his hand to let the others leave, leaving only a housekeeper Lao Zhou.
This is an old man who looks over sixty years old, but he is energetic and indifferent. He is obviously a big shot who has actually been on the battlefield.
"Mr. Ye, this is our housekeeper and the mansion, Lao Zhou."
"I grew up with me and have been born and died with me for many years. I trust him more than my sons."
He Fengsheng softly introduced it, his words were casual, but it demonstrated Lao Zhou's status around him.
"If you need to do something dangerous, then just tell me that Lao Zhou is willing to live and die for me."
Old Zhou looked indifferent and nodded slightly at Ye Hao.
Although he didn't speak, Ye Hao understood that people like him were the type who were ruthless and didn't talk much.
If anyone wants to hurt He Fengsheng, this old Zhou may be the first to come forward to block the swords and guns for him.
"I asked you to call someone whom you can trust in because I hope he can protect you in a while."
"Because, I may not be able to free up later."
Ye Hao signaled He Fengsheng to stand at the Hefu Ancestral Temple, where the center of the courtyard can shine at the sun, and then whispered: "No matter what happens in a while, don't leave the area where the sun can shine."
Ye Hao's cautious expression made He Fengsheng frown slightly: "Mr. Ye, what do you mean?"
"What the hell are you going to do?"
"Is this related to what we and our family are now?"
Ye Hao did not explain, but suddenly bounced his fingers and a stone flew out of his palm, and suddenly he saw the sound of "papapapapapa--" coming out.
The next moment, the neatly arranged archways in the Hejia Ancestral Temple were instantly shot down to the ground.
As soon as He Fengsheng's face changed, Lao Zhou subconsciously wanted to step forward.
In front of He Fengsheng, he destroyed the archway of the ancestors of He family, and stepped on He Fengsheng's face on the ground.
But the next moment, before the wind could speak, the arches that had already landed suddenly jumped violently.
Several other archways suddenly flew out and shot towards where Ye Hao and the other two were.
"Smack--"
Ye Hao reached out to take pictures and took the archway that was soaring towards him into powder.
Lao Zhou also changed his face slightly, and he took action one after another, defeating several plaques.
Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying at night came around, and then the archway that had just landed trembled slightly and flew back to where he was just now.
If it weren't for a few arches missing, everyone would almost think that the scene just now was an illusion.
And at this moment, a faint yin energy surged from the front.
Ye Hao stepped forward, and the murderous aura that had been honed on the battlefield for many years instantly spread out.
"laugh--"
Just as ice cubes encountered a soldering iron, an unpleasant sound came out, and the yin energy that spread out dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The night cry of babies around them gradually disappeared, as if everything just now was an illusion.
"This is—"
After all this was over, He Fengsheng looked ahead with a shocked look. Everything that happened in front of him exceeded his usual cognition.