Ning Fuchen saw that he had already knelt down, and he didn't mean to kill them all, the flying sword clicked on Yamada Kojiro's dantian, and the powerful aura came out through the sword, penetrating Yamada Kojiro's dantian. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Fuchen suddenly sensed a special aura fluctuation from Yamada Kojiro's chest, what is this.

Ning Fuchen made a move with his right hand, and a small pendant flew into his hand.

Genshin Beads!

Another Yuanshen Pearl!

This harvest is not small, it is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Just when Ning Fuchen was complacent, Liu Erhu and a few others came panting, and saw that the three prefecture-level ninjas were killed and one injured, and they admired Ning Fuchen so much that they threw themselves to the ground.

"You guys take care of the aftermath, I'm leaving. “

Liu Erhu and a few others were just about to answer, but when they looked up, there were still people there.

What kind of kung fu is this? How can it disappear into thin air?

"Fool, this is speed, the speed of an innate martial artist. Liu Erhu straightened his chest and taught a lesson.

"Brother Erhu, there are still two guns here, and they still used them?"

"Two stupid presumptions, guns in front of innate masters, it's strange if they don't die. “

"Aren't innate masters even afraid of guns?"

"It depends on what kind of gun, who makes the gun, ordinary guns are definitely useless. “

When Ning Fuchen returned to the hotel, it was already late, but Zhai Dongming's family of three was still waiting for him in Xu Weizhi's room.

Hearing that Yamada and his party were completely annihilated, a big stone in Zhai Dongming's heart suddenly fell to the ground.

"Mr. Zhai, Liu Bin and Ning Fuchen are both rookies in the Ningcheng antique industry, can I go to your home to visit the treasure, and at the same time learn more from you about the identification knowledge. “

Zhai Dongming was overjoyed and said: "I have this intention, there are a few things that I can't eat, and I ask President Xu to take a look." “

"You're polite, I just have a little bit of experience in ancient books and calligraphy and paintings, I can only look at your things. Xu Weizhi's tone suddenly changed and said, "However, Ning Xiaoyou can help you with the details." “

Ning Fuchen shook his head again and again: "How dare I get an axe in front of my seniors?"

Zhai Rongrong saw that her father was going to take these people home, and knew that a car would not be able to sit down, so she dragged Wang Fengming away first.

Several people went downstairs with Zhai Dongming, and Zhai Dongming's driver had already driven the car to the door.

Zhai Mansion is within the second ring road of Tianjing, which belongs to a typical city center, less than half an hour, the car stopped at the mouth of an alley, Zhai Dongming got out of the car first, and opened the door for Xu Weizhi.

The vermilion gate opened, and the inside suddenly opened up, and it turned out to be a courtyard house. Ning Fuchen saw that this old-fashioned villa had its own advantages compared with its own European style.

The main entrance is a large living room, the upstairs is a house, but the east and west sides have become the exhibition halls where Zhai Dongming stores antiques.

Opening the door of the exhibition hall, Ning Fuchen felt a strong aura rushing to his face, and it seemed that there were a lot of good things inside.

"Mr. Zhai is really a boutique collector, which is like us, as long as we touch the side of old goods, immediately take it back, and be complacent, compared with Mr. Zhai, where can we call it a collection? Liu Bin saw the collection inside and said with emotion.

Ning Fuchen didn't think so, and said secretly, I have so many good things on me, but they are all collected from you, a seller of old goods.

Xu Weizhi is a person who has seen the world, and he is not frightened by the house full of rare treasures.

Zhai Dongming took out a painting from inside, opened it gently, and said to Xu Weizhi: "I have never been able to see this painting, and I also ask President Xu to give advice." ”

Xu Weizhi is also not polite, he is an authority in the industry when he looks at calligraphy and painting.

But when he saw Zhai Dongming's painting, he was also surprised.

This is not ordinary paper, this paper has silk mixed with it, called silk.

Silk is a typical feature of Song Dynasty calligraphy and painting.

On the yellow-brown silk, there were a few brown characters written on the seal, and Ning Fuchen vaguely recognized the words "Gaoshi Map in the Mountains".

The ink is a little blurry, but you can still see it clearly.

The distant mountains are hidden in the clouds and mist, the entrance and exit are the steep cliffs, a secluded path is meandering, and the forests on both sides are dense and scattered. Two hermits sit on a boulder and play against each other, one just with his back, and the other with joy.

The whole painting looks old-fashioned, the lines are smooth, and when you see this painting, you immediately feel like you're there.

Xu Weizhi took the magnifying glass handed by Zhai Dongming, tasted it carefully, and sighed in his mouth.

Ning Fuchen doesn't understand antiques, he identifies purely relying on his divine sense to sense the aura in antiques, and the more aura he has, the more age it is.

He sensed the aura of this painting, which seemed to be almost the same as the ten beautiful pictures of Ren Xun in his hand.

Due to the presence of the master, it is inconvenient to express his opinion.

Carefully swept through this mountain Gaoshi map with his divine sense, and found that there were words in it, which should have been specially written by the author on the back of the silk paper at that time, and after being framed, it could not be seen.

The words are written on the reverse side, and it is not easy to identify, Ning Fuchen looked at them one by one, and soon saw Ni Duan: Huang Shanshou copied Li Chenghan Lin Tu in Jinghua in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Huang Shanshou, Ning Fuchen has heard of it, a famous artist in the late Qing Dynasty, and it is indeed a work of the same period as Ren Xun.

After all, Xu Weizhi is a scheming person, and he will not express his position easily, so he said to Ning Fuchen: "Ning Xiaoyou, what do you think of this painting?"

"At first glance, this painting does have the style of a famous Northern Song Dynasty, especially like Li Cheng's Hanlin in the Northern Song Dynasty, which looks the same, but the charm is a little insufficient, and if you look closely, it looks like an imitation Song painting of Huang Shanshou in the late Qing Dynasty. ”

Xu Weizhi heard Ning Fuchen say this, but he said that he was honest.

Zhai Dongming was stunned.

It turned out that he had reframed this mountain Gaoshi picture that he thought was a famous painting of the Northern Song Dynasty ten years ago, and discovered the secret behind this painting.

Xu Weizhi is known as the first person in calligraphy and painting in China, he has always been unconvinced, so he deliberately tested him with this painting, but he didn't expect Xu Weizhi to open his mouth, and he was seen through the mystery by the student-like person he brought, and it was not bad at all.

Xu Weizhi's opinion Zhai Dongming's expression was also shocked, could it be that he was blinded by this kid?

"It's really a hero out of a teenager, admire and admire. Zhai Dongming knew that if he didn't express his position, he would be a little too much.

Although the old man looks a little like the imitation of Song paintings in the Qing Dynasty, and insists on saying that it is Huangshan Shou's imitation of Li Cheng, it also lacks basis. Xu Weizhi was a little unconvinced.

"Haha, they are all masters, masters, and they are worthy of their reputation. Zhai Dongming hurriedly said.

Ning Fuchen had already left the ancient paintings and went to the side to look at other collections alone. (To be continued.) )