Hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped his face and hands vigorously, but the red on his skin was like an innate birthmark, and he couldn't wipe it off at all.

The man was so vengeful that he looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing and laughing, and tears flowed down his eyes, and he cried heartbreakingly.

This impossible scene appeared in front of Tang Keer's eyes, and Tang Keer was completely frightened.

A man and a woman were crying and laughing in the narrow streets, and the other was wiping their hands and faces desperately.

The people around him were all frightened and ran away, for fear that they would be accidentally infected by the poisonous flower, and they would never want to see anyone again in this life.

"What's going on?"

"Is this what is going on? Li Xin, what did you do?"

"Hahaha, you're just like me. You're just like me. ”

"I can't wash it off. I can't wash it off. ”

At this moment, a black boy walked up, squatted on the ground and grabbed the blood begonia in his hand, sniffed lightly and closed his eyes.

Then, in front of everyone, the young man tore off a piece of begonia petals and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it twice.

When this scene came out, Tang Keer and the man Li Xin were stunned.

While chewing on the begonia petals in his mouth, the man ripped off a petal and put it on his arm.

Tang Ke'er was stunned and hurriedly shouted: "Don't paint!"

At this time, Jin Feng had already smeared the petals on his left arm.

The two of them looked at Jin Feng directly, completely unable to believe their eyes.

The red petals pulled a long blood-red mark on the boy's arm. The young man still felt that it was not enough, so he wiped it down again and again, painting half of his arm red.

After finishing it, the young man picked up the watering can and sprayed it on his arm a few times, followed by his right hand and gently wiped it.

The red mark that could not be washed away and could not be erased was miraculously gone.

Suddenly, Tang Ke'er opened her little mouth wide and couldn't close it anymore.

And the man's face was shocked and full of disbelief.

The boy wiped the mark from his arm, as if he was still unsatisfied, and painted the petals of the blood begonia on his face. Then he picked up another handful of water and wiped it on his face.

The blood-colored mark was also washed clean.

Tang Ke'er next to him was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all, the whole person became a sculpture, and his mind was even more blank.

Next, the thin black boy tore off a handful of blood begonia petals and kept smearing them on his hands, arms, and feet, and then gently rinsed them with water.

It's washed and cleaned every time. There was no such strange thing as Tang Ke and Li Xin happening.

After a few successions, the young man stood up with an indifferent expression, lit a cigarette, turned around and walked away. The deep hidden merit and fame slowly dissipated in the rain and mist.

The rainy night came as promised. In early autumn, the fog of Alishan slowly spread from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and the entire bento town was shrouded in misty fog.

The rain and fog eroded the whole town, and the orange lights loomed in the rain and mist, and the whole world was silent, like a ghost in a fairy tale world.

The town, which has no hotels, regains its former tranquility at night.

There was a burst of clogs in the rain and mist, dripping on the ancient stone slabs, and a young and handsome man stepped on Alishan's unique clogs and quickly stepped into a low two-story building.

The decoration of the house is only average but very clean. It is inevitable that there will be dirt in the corners and corners of ordinary people's homes, but here it is completely invisible.

The small living room on the second floor is full of colorful flowers, and the dim light is a little dim but full of the warmth of home, which also drives away the chill of the autumn rain.

The soft sound of water came from the bathroom by the window, and a graceful figure faintly appeared on the inside of the frosted glass.

With the soft and soothing murmuring sound of flowing water, it evokes the most primitive * in people's hearts.

The sound of the water slowly weakened until it was silenced, and the old-fashioned plastic steel door opened silently, and a fairy-like woman walked out like a hibiscus out of the water.

The wet waterfall-like hair dripped with crystal droplets, and the thin white background of the nightgown with flowers gently swayed, and the pair of shiny jade calves instantly lit up the lights of the entire room.

"Brother Feng, it's time for you to wash. ”

"The bath water has been set up for you. ”

Next to the narrow small desk in the north corner, Jin Feng hummed, still looking down and playing with the S-shaped dragon hook in his hand.

The girl walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa, kept looking at her pretty little face in the mirror, and then rubbed her white arms like lotus roots.

I couldn't help but look back at Jin Feng, my sparkling eyes were full of joy and gratitude.

This is the flower shop girl Tang Ke.

Now she has returned to her original appearance, all thanks to Jin Feng.

When Jin Feng wiped the terrifying blood begonia all over his body in front of his friend Li Xin and easily got rid of it, Tang Keer and Li Xin were suddenly shocked.

After Jin Feng left, the two of them jumped up like a dream and went to chase Jin Feng together. Li Xin immediately knelt down for Jin Feng.

Although I don't know why the blood begonia petals can't be removed when smeared on the body, for Jin Feng, who can turn himself back to his original appearance, Tang Ke has long regarded Jin Feng as a god in the depths of his heart.

In addition to gratitude, there are also those things that are not clear. So, she invited Jin Feng home.

This is the first time in his life that he has brought a man home.

"Brother Feng, it's time to take a bath. When the weather is cold, the water will cool down quickly. ”

"Take a shower and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow I'll take you to find the Divine Wood Flower. ”

The glutinous treasure island accent is soft and long, with five points of coquettishness and three points of ambiguity, and two points of low resentment.

It seems that Brother Feng is more interested in the copper hook in his hand than in himself. He's been watching it for a long time.

"Hmm!"

Jin Feng, who had been playing with the copper hook in love, hummed casually, but lit a cigarette again, raised the S-shaped copper hook above his head, and looked at the dragon head and tail of the copper hook without blinking.

This is something that even the two Forbidden Cities on both sides of the strait are remarkable.

There is only one pair of copper hooks in the world, and it is not in China, but in the Dongying Meixiu Museum.

The two Forbidden Cities, which are well hidden all over the world, have millions of antiques and treasures, and tens of thousands of treasures. But there is no such thing.

What there is, what there is not is nothing. This is indeed true, although the fact is brutal.

Mihideko Koyama, the owner of the Mishu Museum, is a strange woman. In the collecting world, she is the female collector with the largest collection of cultural relics in China. Only a few people in the country know about her deeds.

Her ability to recognize and identify cultural relics in Shenzhou is no less than that of Huang Guanyang, a first-class master.

Ma Guanfu had met her in the mid-nineties of the last century and praised her greatly.

"Deservedly the first woman in the collection of cultural relics in China!"

That's what the world says about her.

Every antique treasure of China that has been lost overseas has a bloody past. The same goes for Mihideko Koyama's collection.

In 1995, a statue of the Northern Wei Dynasty Changuan Bodhisattva in Boxing County, Tianlu Province was stolen from a local museum and lost overseas. Three years later, the top stone statue was on public display at the Xiumei Museum.

got the news, Xia Yuzhou and Bao Guoxing flew to Dongying to find Mihideko Koyama and clearly told her that this was a stolen national treasure in Shenzhou.

Mihideko Koyama was shocked because the statue had been purchased from another world-class collector.

The collector was none other than Eskenazi, who spent 200 million three days to pocket the Guiguzi Descending Mountain Picture Jar.

Mihideko Koyama bought this Buddha statue of the Northern Wei Dynasty through legal means for a full million Daolang, and it stands to reason that she can ignore Xia Yuzhou and Bao Guoxing at all.

A million Daolang in the nineties could buy more than a dozen courtyard houses in Tiandu City.

However, she finally reached an agreement with Xia Yuzhou.

The stone statue of Changuan Bodhisattva has been on display at the Meixiu Museum for ten years. Ten years later, it will be returned unconditionally!

Ten years later, Mihideko Koyama died, and her daughter returned the statue to Shenzhou in accordance with her mother's wishes.

This behavior made Mihideko Koyama win the respect of many big names in China. Even Xia Ding at that time was full of praise for it.

However, what Xia Ding did later made Jin Feng not look down on him.

Because Mihideko Koyama returned the Buddha statue of the Northern Wei Dynasty, she won Xia Ding's respect.

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