Check in from the bright sword

The two of them stripped off the kimonos of the two ronin as quickly as possible, and then replaced the black-faced silk shirt on themselves.

Fortunately, the style of the kimono was wide, so after Wei Dayong and Wang Yan changed into the kimonos of these two ronin, they only felt a little cramped.

Then, Wei Dayong put his hands together and recited a short section of the Ksitigarbha, then removed a tombstone, stuffed two Japanese wanderers who had died long ago into the grave, and then reset the tombstone again.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan and Wei Dayong turned into ronin.

The hairstyles of the two are actually wrong, but fortunately, they are both bald, so there is no need to consider the hairstyle.

Putting away the black-faced hang silk shirt, and wrapping up the replaced leather shoes, the two of them stepped on two ronin's wooden shoes and walked back to Shi Mile Shop.

At this time, Sun Ming and the others had already come out of the teahouse.

Just exchanging a look, Sun Ming knew what Wang Yan was going to do?

Immediately, he took the Hangzhou silk shirt and leather shoes from Wang Yan, and handed over the suitcase containing the money to Wei Dayong.

Then Wei Dayong carried his suitcase, followed Wang Yan, and swaggered into Taiyuan City from the east gate. The devils guarding the city did not stop him, let alone the puppet army.

Sun Ming and his party of four who followed were thoroughly investigated.

Even the change of clothes in the suitcase was dug out one by one.

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Taiyuan, referred to as Bing for short, was called Jinyang in ancient times, also known as Bingzhou and Longcheng. It has been a famous city since the Zhou Dynasty, and it was an important town in the Northwest during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

During the Battle of Taiyuan, although the city was damaged to a certain extent, the population was also lost in large numbers.

However, after more than three years of development, Taiyuan has gradually restored its former appearance.

After entering the city, there are many shops on both sides of the street, and the streets are full of people and traffic.

The two of them pretended to be lying, and walked all the way to Yaqian Street where the brigade headquarters of the 9th Independent Mixed Brigade was located.

After walking for about 600 meters, a wine sign written in Japanese came into view. It said Akita's family, and this Akita's family was also the target of Wang Yan and Wei Dayong.

Chapter 167 Antiquities Dealer (Part 4)

"Eh lah ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Seeing Wang Yan and Wei Dayong push the door in, the proprietress of Qiutian's house hurriedly bowed to greet her.

Wang Yan's gaze swept across the face of the pretty proprietress, and finally landed in the lobby. Although it was morning, there were already several tables of guests at Akita's house.

It can be seen that business is good.

"Excuse me, what do you want?" the proprietress asked again.

Wang Yan said: "Are there any rooms? Give us a double room."

"Hayi, yes." The proprietress bowed slightly and said solemnly, "Please follow me."

After opening the room, Wang Yan found that there were a few more tables of guests in the lobby.

And it was very unexpected to see Furuya Meng, the two of them met each other for a while, then quickly moved away, pretending that they didn't know each other at all.

Furuya was a little surprised.

It's not been ten days yet, and why did the connector become Wang Yan?

Wang Yan ignored Gu Yameng, but found the proprietress of Akita's house.

"Miss Boss, I want to do business with you. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Hayi, I don't know what kind of business Okamoto-kun wants to do?" The proprietress showed no stage fright.

Hotel check-in requires registration, Wang Yan stole Okamoto's identity, and Wei Dayong stole Yamada Takeshi's name.

Not to mention now, Japan does not have ID cards in decades, so it is very convenient to steal identities, and it is impossible for someone to go back to Japan to verify their identities.

Of course, it's another matter if they alarmed the special high school.

The Special Higher Police Department directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs is still capable of investigating any Japanese.

Wang Yan looked at the proprietress of Akita's house with a smile, and was not in a hurry to show her the fake rusty knife.

This proprietress should also be a well-rounded person, otherwise she would not dare to open the hotel next door to the 9th Brigade Headquarters, otherwise the soldiers will eat you for nothing.

Don't think that devils love their compatriots as much as they are abroad.

The proprietress gave Wang Yan a wink, and said coquettishly, "Okamoto-kun?"

Wang Yan chuckled, put the rusty knife wrapped in linen on the stage, and untied it.

"Madam, this is a saber from the Liao Dynasty, a Chinese cultural relic." Wang Yan stared into the eyes of the proprietress and said, "You only need to pay me 100 yen, and this saber will be yours."

Wang Yan is showing off deliberately, so the word Liao Dynasty is very loud.

Unfortunately, none of the guests in the living room were interested.

But the proprietress of the Akita family was attracted by the fake.

It must be admitted that although this knife is a counterfeit, the way it is made old is really good.

The proprietress of Akita's house was bluffed, but after all, it was worth 100 yen, so she still made a phone call.

After a while, a thin Japanese old man walked into the lobby. The proprietress bowed and said very respectfully, "Your Majesty Odaka, please give me the palm of your hand."

The little old man picked up the saber and flipped through it for a while.

"This is a fake, not a Liao Dao at all."

Wang Yan suddenly turned his head and stared fiercely at the little old man.

"You don't have to look at me like that." Facing Wang Yan's almost cannibalistic eyes, the little old man was not afraid at all, and said flatly, "If you were deceived by the Chinese, you should go to the Chinese. What kind of skill is it to pass on the loss to your compatriots? This is an old fake."

After a pause, he said again: "But even if it's a fake, 50 yen is still worth it."

"Really? Then I'll buy it for 100 yen. It's considered to be friends with Okamoto-kun." After the proprietress finished speaking, she bowed to the little old man and said in an almost flattering tone, "Odaka Your Excellency, you have worked hard."

"It seems that you really know the goods." Wang Yan took the [-]-yen banknote from the proprietress's hand, and said to the little old man surnamed Ogao, "I have the real one here, do you want it?"

The little old man Weigao said with a smile: "It depends on what kind of goods it is."

Wang Yan lowered his voice and said, "The tomb of the general of the Liao Dynasty has been unearthed, and it's a real fake!"

The eyes of the little old man Weigao immediately lit up, and he said in a low voice: "Looking for the dragon and dividing the gold to look at the winding mountain."