From the discovery of this picture of the Ten Dragons on the cargo ship fleeing to the South China Sea to the present, it has been a full three years, but Jin Feng has experienced a full century.

The smoke of the past is as if it was just yesterday, clearly visible but sad.

When the eight dragon drawings were rolled out on the carpet one by one and came into Jin Feng's eyes, the sky outside was magically cloudy and rainy.

The dark clouds were broken by the scorching sun, and a meter of sunlight slanted on the window edge where the rain was dripping, illuminating the study in a golden color.

The three figures were stretched by the sunlight and projected on the Ten Dragons and Nine Dragons.

Under the reflection of the sun, the dragons on each picture scroll came to life one by one, fierce and ferocious, overbearing, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, the sharp claws wanted to pierce the sky, break free from all shackles and break all confinement, dominate the world, and roam in the universe.

Dozens of dragons reunited in the homeland of Shenzhou, and when standing in front of these dragons with different postures, the kind of shock that rushed to their faces was indescribable even if it poured out the most magnificent and magnificent algae in the world.

"It's here, it's here!"

"It's finally here, father, father, it's finally here......"

"It's a pity that you didn't wait for this day. The day came too late. ”

Sunshine always appears after the storm, and after the catastrophe, in addition to enmity and hatred, there is also the reunion of the nine dragon pictures.

The reunion was a full century late.

Countless nagging, endless past, and endless memories, when the advice and guilt of these old people are narrated through the mouth of Mr. Zhao, a hundred years of time will pass in a blink of an eye.

The once dominant, the once romantic species, the former spurned by thousands of people, and the former heroic deeds......

The waves swept away the heroes, and finally turned into a century-old hatred.

Only the dragon figure in this room has become a witness to all history.

The hundred-year-old resentment in front of the dragon figure of Chen Rong's old ancestors was just a moment with a flick of his fingers, so short that history didn't have time to engrave it.

When all the joys and sorrows passed, what was left for Jin Feng and the three of them was a huge problem.

That is to unlock the secret of these nine dragon pictures.

Unlock this secret, and you can get the treasure treasured by Mr. Zhang Xueliang.

This mystery made Jin Feng frown.

Where do you start to solve this problem?

From the dragon in the painting, from the inscription next to it, from the poems next to it, or from the stamps of those famous artists?

Or do you want to find the answer in the different fonts of the inscriptions?

In terms of Xiao Liuzi's temperament, this mystery should not be difficult to solve, but now it is forcing Jin Feng to squint his eyes.

The meaning of the Shenzhou font is broad and profound, especially in the mystery of poetry.

The combination of a single poem alone is ever-changing, not to mention the many poems inscribed on this dragon map.

What's more, there are nine dragon pictures here, and the poems and inscriptions inscribed by famous masters in the past dynasties are more than 3,000 words.

Coupled with the collection stamps and appreciation stamps of the famous artists of the past dynasties, these fonts include bird seal script, gold script, compilation book, regular script, and line script......

There is another combination of these fonts, and after a preliminary calculation, Jin Feng's scalp is also numb.

If it's a combination of words, I'm afraid it's going to use a Shenwei computer.

During the observation of the nine dragon pictures, Jin Feng also discovered a special situation.

There is no doubt that these dragon drawings are real and genuine, but there is only one picture of five dragons that makes Jin Feng very puzzled.

As we all know, Chen Rong painted a lot of dragons in his life, and there are only seven or eight recognized authentic works that have been handed down, and the rest are spread vigorously, but few people are willing to take them out for the national players to identify the authenticity.

The Five Dragons Chart is one of them.

In addition to the original one on the devil's side, there is also a picture of the five dragons that has been handed down from generation to generation, and another one is in the Nelson Museum of the First Empire.

The Five Dragons in the Nelson Museum is the one in front of me now, and it was also loaned to the Nelson Museum by Mr. Zhao for exhibition.

These calligraphy and paintings are much safer in the museum than in the hands of Mr. Zhao.

After confirming the authenticity, Jin Feng fell into deep contemplation.

It was not an overnight effort to unravel the secrets hidden in these nine dragon pictures, and the two five dragon pictures, both of which were genuine, also made Jin Feng very confused.

I hugged Dading and blew myself up back then, and what happened later only had some scattered clues to follow.

One is a fragment of Dading, and the other is a token of the master.

From the analysis of the information they obtained, the fragments of the Great Ding in the hands of the Norman Family, the Saint Luo Family, and the Holy City were only one-twentieth of the Great Ding.

Where did the rest of the fragments go?

Could it be that after he blew himself up that year, Xiao Liuzi led people to rob him?

Or did the Yeyu Cloud Fairy take it?

Only by unlocking the secret of these nine dragon pictures can we find the treasure left by Mr. Zhang Xueliang, and the treasure is ...... Maybe there will be fragments of the Great Ding.

As soon as he thought of this, Jin Feng's blood boiled.

Thankfully, I finally found the clues of Dading again.

The fragments of Dading exist in Zhang Xueliang's treasure, which is just a beautiful prediction of Jin Feng.

It is also possible that Zhang Xueliang's treasure does not have a fragment of Dading.

But Jin Feng has the greatest hope for him.

There were only two fragments of the old ancestor in his hands, and one of them was also suppressed by the dragon's eye of Lei Gong Mountain.

Every time he thought of this, Jin Feng would wake up from his dream in pain.

Back then, it was his ancestor who dug it out, and he also hugged him and blew him to pieces, and now, he must also find his ancestor back.

It's so hard!

However, no matter how difficult it is, it must be done!

A rainbow stretched across the sky of the magic capital, and through the window, you could hear the amazement of the people in the park outside.

The rainbow is as colorful as a painting, one end penetrates into the endless void, and the other end is directly connected to the garden villa, making the villa also become the scenery in the painting at this moment.

The scrolls of dragon pictures were packed away by Jin Feng, and Jin Feng left the garden villa.

Unlock the secret of the dragon map, find Zhang Xueliang's treasure, and find Dading!

Before that, there's another daunting task to complete.

Hong Kong Island's first auction battle!

Before leaving, Mr. Zhao cowered and stopped Jin Feng, and mustered up great courage to make a request to Jin Feng.

"Helping you find something?"

"What's that?"

"Right in this garden?"

After listening to Mr. Zhao's words and looking at the twisting and pinching appearance on Mr. Zhao's face, Jin Feng's curiosity suddenly rose, and he broke the casserole and continued to ask.

After the rain, Mr. Zhao, who had turned into jade silk, regained his former kindness and kindness in front of Jin Feng, but there was a little more awe of Jin Feng in his old and cloudy eyes.

Because, Jin Feng is the person his father has to wait for.

Under Jin Feng's repeated questioning, Mr. Zhao finally stubbornly said the thing he was looking for.

"What's the matter?"

"Slingshot!?"

"You want me to find your slingshot?"

After listening to what he was looking for, Jin Feng was stunned for three seconds, laughed, and nodded heavily: "Okay." I'll find it for you. ”

"I can't find it, I'll pay you mine. ”

This garden villa is also the birthplace of Mr. Zhao, where he spent the most carefree years of his childhood.

At that time, Mrs. Fan was still a little child, and every time during the holidays, he would also be brought over by the elders to play with Mr. Zhao.

The friendship between the two was concluded as early as when they wore open crotch pants.

Back then, the two milky little children often quarreled, and Mr. Zhao relied on the power of the master and his father to press the old lady Fan to the ground and beat him fat anytime and anywhere.

Old lady Fan was also a tyrant in the magic capital back then, although he couldn't do it, but he still didn't see enough in front of Mr. Zhao.

The old lady who was beaten up found the best way to take revenge.

He buried one of Mr. Zhao's favorite toys.

That's a slingshot!

In the thirties of the last century, the best toy for children in China was the slingshot, even if Mr. Zhao's status was very noble.

The slingshot is another kind of witness that runs through the entire civilization of China.

Moreover, that slingshot is not an ordinary slingshot.

After the slingshot was buried by Mrs. Fan, Mr. Zhao searched for several days but couldn't find it, and he was so anxious that he was about to go crazy. Although there was a new slingshot later, they were all thrown aside by Mr. Zhao.

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