"I'm just a little curious..."Although Ying Ziling was unhappy, he still had everyone's beautiful demeanor on the surface.

"We're more curious than you..."Yao Jiuyin is a typical "knife mouth", staring with her mouth open at the moment, as if she was vowing to reveal the essence of strange things, just waiting for her words.

The two were arguing happily, but when the argument came to a conclusion, Changsheng hurriedly spoke: "Professor Win, you just said something, what you said is dangerous, forgive the little Taoist priest for being uneducated, and hope to teach him!" ”

With Yao Jiuyin's big living treasure as a comparison, Ying Ziling's impression of the immortal trail is still quite good, knowledgeable and respectful, even if Changsheng is young, after all, it is also a generation of Quanzhen Sect, Changsheng's modesty, Ying Ziling immediately felt that he had enough face, "Immortal Sect, if you really want to know the answer, come to my place tomorrow, I can't tell here, and I am not in the mood to say ......" After speaking, he glared at Yao Jiuyin fiercely.

"Hmph......" Yao Jiuyin snorted arrogantly.

Seeing that the two were fighting again, Changsheng reluctantly spoke again, "Professor Win, call me Changsheng..."

I floated to the side to watch the excitement, and I was also a little dissatisfied with this winning spirit, I really couldn't understand why these people had to make the problem that could be solved in an hour stinky and long, and what was not clear to face, so they had to go to the place where they lived to say it...... The big beauties of Ying Ziling are all Shenlong who don't see the end, so they just said these two nonsense words and patted their butts and left, alas...

But she did leave a business card: director of the Chinese in America Foundation, director of the Bass Art Museum Research Institute in the United States, and director of the private museum of the Jacks Win in Washington, D.C., with residential addresses and telephone numbers in Hong Kong and the United States printed on the back in Chinese and English.

"The private museum of the Jacks of the Jacks in Washington, D.C., USA...", Changsheng muttered, "What a fucking weird name for foreigners..."

……

Early the next morning, we took a taxi to a place near the sea, and several beautiful little villas were particularly eye-catching.

The one who opened the door was a black woman, and her waist was thicker than that of Changsheng and Yao Jiuyin, but the Chinese spoke not badly. When I got to the living room, my eyes lit up, and it seemed that I had won the child. This chic woman wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp either, a room full of treasures, sparkling jewels and turquoise jadeite that almost flashed into my eyes.

But Yao Jiuyin still doesn't pay much attention to these things. Seeing that I was not promising, he said lightly: "Calm and calm, just a random painting in my main hall is enough to buy half of her house, if you like it, my senior brother will give you two." ”

"Really? Senior brother, you're too entrenched! ”

"Fake!" Yao Jiuyin laughed playfully.

Ying Ziling is very casual in his own home, and his cool dress makes his fair and flawless skin reveal a faint red pink. It looks a lot younger. In her own home, she showed a little hospitality at this time, much stronger than yesterday, but it still looked unnatural, with a gloomy face, after pouring tea for the two of them in person, she sat on the sofa and raised a pair of slender white lotus feet and said slowly: "Both, I found that you are very adventurous." ”

"Don't come to this set, we're just like you,... Just curious! Yao Jiuyin is still holding on to yesterday's stubble.

Ying Ziling didn't speak. Instead, he took out an ancient map from the bookcase behind the sofa and spread it on the table, ignoring Yao Jiuyin, and just said to Changsheng. "Little Zhangjiao, I don't know if you know the history of the Three Kingdoms."

"History of the Three Kingdoms?"

"That's right, it's the history of the Three Kingdoms of Wei, Shu and Wu."

"I've heard of some, but it's all about watching dramas...... Changsheng touched his head a little embarrassed, "Does this have anything to do with the piece of jade of the Zeng family?" ”

Ying Ziling smiled slightly, and did not answer Changsheng, but focused his gaze on the map, "Little Palm, can you see the secret of this map?" ”

I quietly slipped over to Ying Ziling's side and looked at the map carefully. Suddenly, there was a sense of déjà vu, mountains and mountains, clouds and peaks... Suddenly, the map in the porcelain vase in the stomach of the dried corpse in the Qilin Tomb appeared in front of me. Although the age is different, the painting style of the mountain is different, but the layout is generally the same, but this map is not as detailed as the map marked on the porcelain vase, and there is no road map and the inexplicable statue.

Is it a coincidence, or is there another mystery?

"This is an ancient map of the Western Jin Dynasty." Ying Ziling was also secretly paying attention to Changsheng and Yao Jiuyin's expressions. "The Western Jin Dynasty inherited the Cao Wei regime and briefly unified the world......"

Changsheng was also dizzy, I don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd of this woman, does this history have anything to do with the matter of the Zeng family's ancient jade?

"I said Aunt Win, we are not interested in historical arguments..."Yao Jiuyin, who was left out in the cold, said impatiently.

"You come and see this ......" Ying Ziling was still not in a hurry, she took out a pen and paper, and her slender jade hand left an ancient sentence on the paper like a stream: But seeing the whiteness, where does the incense come from.

"Little Palm, do you know the origin of this sentence?"

"This is written by the book saint Wang Xizhi." Before Changsheng could speak, Yao Jiuyin opened his mouth listlessly, but if you pay a little attention, you can find that his eyes have already lit up.

"The Ninth Master is really smart." Ying Ziling praised it leisurely, and then wrote another sentence, "Seeing that there are cyclamen in Kunlun, I want to hold the golden incense and ask Changsheng", "What about this?" ”

"Professor Win, forgive me for taking the plunge, we're not chanting poetry against each other, so please get straight to the point, okay?" Yao Jiuyin's tone was a little unkind.

Ying Ziling pondered for a while, hesitated for a long time, and spoke again, a thin black mole at the corner of his mouth faintly revealed a trace of trembling: "But when you see the whiteness, where does the incense come from...... What do you think this means? ”

"The white white should be white snow, and the plum fragrance of the incense finger should be a metaphor for Wang Xizhi's hard work in studying calligraphy......" I secretly thought in my heart, I don't understand why Ying Ziling asks such a question, does he really want to teach us poetry.

Changsheng continued to be silent, Yao Jiuyin continued to be listless, and no one answered Ying Ziling's words.

"White is the white bones, and incense is the fragrance of eternal life......" Ying Ziling seemed to smile, and the ethereal voice came slowly.

"What is the incense of immortality?" Changsheng hadn't reacted yet.

"Hehe, to put it simply, you smell the incense that can live forever!" The winning spirit is not shocking, and the death is endless.

"Ahh This is sent out by immortality.

"Ahh This is what I sent.

"Hehe, you girl just likes to talk nonsense, no matter what kind of immortality, it's all illusory...... I don't know where you heard this boring joke? It is true that the senior brother was not shocked at all, but his tone was extremely relaxed.

"Hehe, I dreamed that I knew ......" Ying Ziling smiled slyly, and at the same time changed his words, "The Emperor of the Ages, the heroes of all ages have fanatically chased Changsheng, who dares to say that this is not true...... Hehe, at least I, the little woman, are convinced......"

With Ying Ziling explaining the meaning of the first poem just now, I recovered from the extreme shock and quietly recited the second poem "Seeing that there are cyclamen in Kunlun, I want to hold the golden incense and ask for immortality", I can't help but feel a little creepy, it seems that a mysterious and distant love is shrouded in me, and there is an earth-shattering big secret that people can't see and can't touch the passing time.

"Then now, I officially invite the two of you to help me find Jin Xiang, I can reveal to the two of you that there are many priceless treasures hidden in the locations on this map, it is not an exaggeration to say that the rich rival country is not an exaggeration, even if the old man Zeng dismantles and sells it, it is not worth a dime, and you promised that Zeng John's matter in advance, you can also do it together along the way, because this piece of jade is where it came from, of course, if you are willing to help..." Only I know that if you promise to help me, I can help you, and you will get a good amount in return. ”

Changsheng was a little entangled in his heart, to be honest, Changsheng was also relatively short of money, he regretted listening to me foolishly buy that quadrangle, his current goal is to fulfill Ying Toad's wish and revitalize the Quanzhen Sect, but first of all, he must rebuild the Quanzhen Taoist Temple, which requires a lot of money.

For some reason, I'm interested in the fragrance of immortality, and it seems that fate is calling.

But Yao Jiuyin didn't speak at the moment, and he didn't know what to do. (To be continued.) )

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