Unlike most artists, Professor Leung is a very regular and rigorous person. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The tools in the info workshop are neatly arranged, all the books and materials are sorted into bookshelves, and the materials are all arranged in wooden cabinets by the wall, layer by layer. Although no one took care of it for more than a month, there was not much dust and everything was in order. His orderliness made it easy for me to find the work diary, a thick four or five books, the text is like its person, the journal has an index, the left picture and the right text, and the last forty or so pages are about the five poisonous works.

I sat down on his comfortable single couch, turned on the work light, and began to read carefully, while the Cao team became interested in the stones, and carefully examined them. Professor Liang's record of the five poisons of the reborn material carving is obviously very different from the previous notes. The previous notes were rational and rigorous, like an engineering manual, and this part was very emotional, completely about my own feelings about those unborn materials. In the text, there is not only the magic of the texture of the reborn material itself, but also how he chooses the material, the spirituality of the material, and how to match the spirituality of the material with the spirituality of the carved poisonous insects. Professor Liang spent about two months communicating with each piece of material, eating and sleeping together, holding and watching for several hours every day. After that, it took half a year to create carving, and from the notes, Professor Liang worked more than 10 hours a day, I don't know if it was physical fatigue or other reasons, but from this time, you can experience the changes in Professor Liang's heart.

"These pieces of material are a gift from God, they are alive, even thoughtful ......" "I think it is the stone that guides me to complete the final work, and my several corrections have their voices in my brain......" "Actually, when you hold these jade materials in your hands, you can feel their emotions, which are different from human beings, some slow and some cold" "Today, I seem to have received some bad information, poisonous insects are poisonous insects, and it is ridiculous to be swayed by its consciousness............" Stone seems to have a way of life that I can't understand, and sometimes it's chilling to think about...... ""The inner struggle used to lie in the contradiction of artistic expression, the confusion that form and content cannot be unified, but this time the creation is completely different, and I have to rethink whether the efforts I have made are purely artistic acts...... "The price of obsession is a road of no return, and perhaps eternal sealing is the direction that this road leads......"

When I closed the notebook, my previous hazy speculations were being confirmed, and I had to face the remaining missing links. Seeing my gloomy face, Team Cao asked me if I had any clues, and I knew that my speculation was still unconvincing for a rough atheist, so I told him to pay attention to the source of the rebirth, and we would work together to make progress faster.

For three days, as the night before, I just sat face to face with the centipede carving for one night, so much so that I had some doubts about the correctness of those guesses. It wasn't until the fourth day that I finally noticed something different. The red color of the birth became darker than in the previous days, and when the time was nearing the end of the child, I suddenly smelled a faint aroma permeating the room, and my intuition made me realize that the smell was coming from the birth. But when I tried to concentrate again and observe the changes in the rebirth, a strong sense of sleepiness came over me. My body began to lose control of my brain and seemed to enjoy the comfort of the aroma, which slowed down noticeably despite my constant demands to stay awake. I began to fall into a state of semi-sleep, and my vision slowly blurred. On the detachment in my hand, the centipede was already red, and the red line of the chalcedony began to slowly extend outward, and soon reached the edge of the jade material, and in the haze, I seemed to see the centipede move, twist its body vigorously, break out of the jade material, and crawl to my arm.

At that moment, a deep fear permeated the heart, the body was no longer under its control, the consciousness was about to be lost, the spirit was reborn, and the poisonous insect possessed the body. But my cultivation since I was a child still made me in a semi-coma, raised my other hand, grabbed a white porcelain bottle from the table, turned it upside down, and two black pills rolled out, I used my last strength to pick up the pill and stuff it into my mouth. These are two Breath-Holding Pills. When the ancestors of the Chang family encountered corpse qi possession in the ground, poisonous fire attacked the heart, and there was no suitable antidote, this Qi Holding Pill was the last life amulet. It can seal the seven orifices extremely quickly, causing people to enter a state of suspended animation, so that poison cannot enter the internal organs. As I swallowed the elixir, the centipede crawled to the middle of my wrist, and I seemed to see it raise its blood-red head and neck, its body like a bow, and its jaws like pincers, and bite down fiercely.

I didn't feel any pain, I just felt that a hole had opened in my body, and the energy in my body flowed down the hole to the centipede hanging on my wrist, and the centipede seemed to be more and more red because of the injection of qi and blood. After the loss of energy, it is consciousness, I can feel that the medicinal power of the Qi Holding Pill is attacking, and breathing is becoming more and more difficult, but I have a trace of joy in my heart, if I don't die today, I can also be regarded as a contribution to the Chang family, and finally figured out the way to confuse people and harm people with jade Gu, but unfortunately I may not have the opportunity to write it into the family tree. At the end of my consciousness, I saw the poisonous insect hanging on my wrist, which seemed to be looking at me with squinting eyes, and then there was darkness.

I woke up again, but I was in the hospital. A little nurse saw that I had opened my eyes and hurriedly ran out, and after a while, Jiang Yuntian, the old captain of the Cao team and the criminal police team, came in with a smile. "Lao Chang, you scared me to death, I see that you haven't contacted me for four or five days, and no one has answered your phone, go to your house to see, you are all hard, fortunately there is heat on your body, and I quickly sent it, if you really have something, the Jiang team will definitely get me down as a police officer." How's it going, how do you feel now?" said Team Cao as he sat down on my hospital bed quickly, away from Team Jiang. Team Jiang glared at him fiercely, and asked me sternly, "Second son, are you trying to test the poison yourself? How many times is it useless to tell you? You are about to become the only seedling of the Chang family, how can I explain to Lao Chang? This case has stopped, and the matter of the verdict, you two are churning there, do you have nothing to do?" I saw that Team Jiang was really angry, and quickly sat up from the bed, "Uncle Jiang, am I fine? Why are you making such a big fire? Our Chang family is going to be planted in the hands of poison, isn't that a joke?" This case already has eyebrows, we bumped into the evil worship, we can't let it hurt people again, I have to pretend not to see it, my dad still doesn't scold me to death?" Team Jiang glared at me with a little tenderness in his eyes, and shook his head, "Your Chang family is all out of the same mold, and if there is such a thing, say hello to Team Cao in the future and get it in the team, and then make it up alone, there will be no case for you." Liu Hall of the Sichuan Public Security Department is my classmate, a comrade-in-arms of four or five years, and I told him about the investigation of cultural relics dealers. With that, he glared at me again, turned and left.

Team Cao counted my big fingers, patted me on the shoulder, and hurried out. That day, I held my breath at home for 30 hours, and when the Cao team found out, the toxin had already begun to enter the bloodstream, and fortunately I was sent to the military hospital. But the poison of this centipede is so poisonous that the doctor has never heard of it, although it is not life-threatening, but the arm that was bitten has been in a state of paralysis, and it will take a week to be discharged from the hospital. But just three days later, Team Cao came excitedly. True to the old saying, great calamity does not die, blessing comes from disaster. Team Cao has been soaking in all the underground trading markets of cultural relics he can find these days, and arranged for two old criminal detectives to go to the antique shop to understand the situation. The person who sold Professor Liang's rebirth material was indeed a cultural relics dealer in Chongqing, and his general appearance was also drawn. The next night, the Chongqing Municipal Public Security Bureau (Chongqing was not directly under the central government of Chongqing that year, and the administration belonged to Sichuan, editor's case) took the man under control and waited for the comrades in Beijing to come over for interrogation.