Liangzhou City Museum, displaying tens of thousands of collections, from thousands of years ago of human primitive civilization, to the last one or two hundred years of feudal society unearthed at the end of the period, it can be said that the collection of thousands of years of human civilization development history, but these priceless treasures in the eyes of ordinary people, in Lu Ping's view, are almost worthless.

Because it was not a holiday, there was almost no one in the museum, Lu Ping walked all the way to look at it, then stopped in front of a bronze tripod and shook his head.

At this time, an old voice sounded in the empty exhibition hall: "Young man, do you think this Ding is not good?"

Lu Ping didn't make a sound, he didn't even react at all, and was about to turn around and prepare to leave, but was blocked by a very beautiful girl.

"Alas, what's the matter with you? My grandfather is talking to you, why do you ignore it, and I don't know whose child it is, so uneducated, shouldn't the elders reply when they ask?"

Lu Ping saw that just behind the girl, an old man in a Tang costume with snow-white hair was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at himself, and not far behind the old man, there were several people in black standing, looking at the surrounding situation with serious expressions.

"Young man, I've noticed you from the moment you came in. When people come to the museum, they will definitely take a few more glances at what they are interested in, or take a detailed look at the introduction of the objects, if not to enrich their knowledge, at least they can boast about it when they go back. But when you came in, you just looked around, and only looked in front of this tripod for a moment, but you still shook your head. The old man is very interested, and wants to know why you are shaking your head?"

Lu Ping naturally noticed that someone had been following him, but he didn't care, and then said, "This Ding is fake. ”

"Fake? Do you know what an antique is? This tripod is a bronze tripod from the Yin Shang period, although it is not as precious as Simu Wuding, but it is definitely thousands of years old, and this tripod was excavated by my grandfather back then, even if the others in this museum are fake, this cannot be fake. The girl said with disdain.

"Hmph, what is fake is fake, it has nothing to do with who digs it. ”

"Y-do you believe it or not, I'm going to have someone blast you out right now?

"Yue'er, don't be rude!" the old man stopped.

The girl obediently stood behind the old man.

The old man smiled and continued to ask, "Young man, do you also know antiques?"

"I don't understand. ”

The girl in the back was about to have a seizure, but was stopped by the old man again, and then the old man continued to ask, "Young man, what do you call it?"

"Lu Xuanling. ”

"Oh-Lu Xuanling, the old man's surname is An, An Changxuan. ”

"Oh. Lu Ping simply replied and said that he knew, and now he was angry with that girl.

"Why are you so rude-not, my grandfather deigned to exchange names with you, you don't even have an honorific title, do you know don't say Liangzhou, even the entire Qiongzhou, and few people are qualified to know my grandfather's name!"

"Alright, alright, girl, I'm just talking to this little brother, don't make a fuss. ”

"Grandpa—"

"Alright. ”

The girl just shut up, although it was already like an inflated balloon, ready to explode at any moment.

An Changxuan smiled and continued to say to Lu Ping: "Brother Lu, since you say that you don't understand antiques, why do you say that this Ding is fake? ”

Lu Pingben disdained to explain to others, it can be seen that this An Changxuan is polite, even if he is an immortal, he also pays attention to cultivation, so he said: "I really don't understand the so-called skills of mortals to identify antiques, for me, whether it is an antique or not comes from a natural condensed aura on the object." ”

An Changxuan suddenly became interested, and didn't care at all about the word mortal that Lu Ping said, so he said, "What is the aura that the little brother said?"

"Reiki exists between heaven and earth, born and grown, all things are nourished by aura, but imprisoned by aura. ”

"The little brother is mysterious, I would like to ask for advice or two. An Changxuan bowed down instead, which made the little girl behind him even more angry, but she couldn't have a seizure.

"To put it in layman's terms, people need water, but no matter how thirsty they are, they will drink a few catties at a time, and they will never drink a ton, because the body's needs are just that. ”

"You mean there are limited containers?"

"The child can be taught. ”

"Phew-Lu Xuanling, you are so bold, do you know who my grandfather is, quickly kowtow and admit your mistake, otherwise I will definitely not spare you today." ”

"Girl, presumptuous! Little brother sees me like the sea, I humbly ask for advice, how can you be noisy here!"

The cold glint in Lu Ping's eyes was fleeting, if An Changxuan hadn't stopped the girl in time just now, I'm afraid this girl would have died on the spot.

An Changxuan's face turned sharply, his majestic complexion gradually eased a lot, and he continued: "Little brother Mo Wei, my girl is pampered, but she has a lot of respect for my old bones, don't take it to heart." ”

Lu Ping nodded and said, "It's easy to say." ”

"Then let's continue the topic just now, I probably know the concept of this aura, but what does it have to do with the authenticity of this copper tripod?" An Changxuan asked.

"Everything in the world, the longer the age of existence, the more mellow the aura in the body, ordinary people live for more than a hundred years, and after thirty they begin to go downhill, so the aura will slowly dissipate and eventually disappear. And a dead thing like the copper tripod does not die naturally, it stands to reason that the condensed aura should be more prosperous, but the copper tripod in front of me, according to my observation, is only a few decades old, far from having a history of thousands of years as this girl said. ”

"Haha...... Then, according to what you say, I will pick up a random stone from the outside, it will exist hundreds of millions of years ago, wouldn't it be more valuable than this copper tripod!" the girl said contemptuously.

Lu Ping didn't bother to explain anything to this girl, just looked at An Changxuan quietly, and then said: "Your legs have been paralyzed for a long time, and it is best to amputate them in the near future, so that you can live for another three years." ”

Lu Ping was originally kind, after all, An Changxuan was polite to him, but when An Changxuan heard that he only had three years to live, his face suddenly changed greatly.

And the girl couldn't bear it at all, and said that she could endure everything else, but the person in front of her actually cursed her grandfather to death, and immediately flew forward, and ran to Lu Ping's face to kill her.

An Ziyue, is the name of this girl, she is An Changxuan's favorite granddaughter, since she was a child, she worshiped under an old friend of An Changxuan, learned martial arts, and was already in the martial arts realm at a young age. Finally, I don't have to go up the mountain to endure hardships, I can be by my grandfather's side day and night, who would have thought that I would meet such a deadly kid.

But just when the kick was about to kick Lu Ping's face, I saw Lu Ping turn sideways slightly, and only stretched out his fingers and pinched An Ziyue's ankles, and the whole person suddenly lost all strength, and was placed on the ground like a pile of cotton.

As soon as the bodyguards behind him saw the young lady's move, they also rushed up, but before they could take a few steps, everyone screamed almost at the same time, fell to the ground on their backs, and did not wake up.

An Changxuan was stunned and exclaimed: "The internal strength is released, and it hurts people in the air!"

An Ziyue got up, saw everything that was happening in front of her, and shouted in distraction: "Grandpa, grandpa, what happened just now?"

An Changxuan only felt that his back was already soaked, and his voice, which was still free to be retracted just now, turned into trembling and hoarseness, and bowed to Lu Ping as if the time limit was approaching: "The grandmaster is above, and I hope to spare my granddaughter's life." ”