Xiao Tian and Old Man Mo talked for a while.

Old man Mo seemed to see that Xiao Tian cared very much about the landscape painting on his wall called "Mountains and Waters", so he gave the painting to Xiao Tian, and Xiao Tian did not refuse, and accepted Old Man Mo's painting.

This painting is related to Xiao Tian's life, so he will not shirk it no matter what.

Today, Xiao Tian's happiest thing is to obtain this painting, although Xiao Tian has not yet come up with any results, but now he finally sees the clue to find the poison.

For a long time, the problem of poison was hanging on Xiao Tian's head like a sharp sword, and now that there was a clue, Xiao Tian felt that the sword hanging on his head suddenly relaxed and didn't know how much.

Everything is difficult to open, now that things have made a good start, and Xiao Tian has the next clue, Xiao Tian suddenly feels how happy he is.

In the vast sea of people, trying to find the clue to the antidote is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, but Xiao Tian didn't have a few days to catch the shadow of the needle.

Although the road to find the antidote is still very long, however, the clues have appeared, and Xiao Tian feels that he will definitely be able to find the antidote before he dies.

"Young Master Xiao, the place you want to go to will be there soon."

A middle-aged man in front of Xiao Tian said to Xiao Tian. Since Xiao Tian got into the car, the driver noticed that Xiao Tian had been thinking about something, and seeing that the destination was about to arrive, the driver reminded Xiao Tian to say.

"I'll get out of the car when I get there, and you can go back."

Xiao Tian looked at the middle-aged driver and said.

When he went out, Xiao Tian originally wanted to take a taxi through the antique market to have a look, but he didn't expect Old Man Mo to ask Xiao Tian to take his car back.

Xiao Tian couldn't twist it a little, so Old Man Mo's driver sent him to the antique market.

At this time, the sky has slowly become dark, the colorful lights in the city are lit up, and in the antique market, people have been busy for a day, not only have not been idle, but also feel busy.

At this time, on the antique street, people came and went, and all kinds of noisy sounds kept entering Xiao Tian's ears.

At this time, people are off work, and people who have been busy all day go to the antique market to have a look, although most people have no direct understanding of antiques.

But this also does not reach people's curiosity.

In the antique market, ninety percent of things are fake, and only one percent of things are real. Therefore, if you want to buy something here, you must look carefully and have a certain amount of research on antiques.

Xiao got out of the car. Said to the driver:

"Thank you!"

Seeing the driver leave after saying hello, Xiao Tian's eyes turned to the antique market he came to.

In the antique market, in addition to the large and small shops, more people spread plastic paper on the ground, put things on top of the plastic paper and start selling.

Not far from Xiao Tian, there was a stall with all kinds of things, and the owner of the stall was talking to the crowd of people.

However, standing in front of the stall, only a few people looked at it, but no one bought it.

Antiques, in some shops, once opened, it is enough to eat for three years and five years, it is these stalls, they only need to sell one thing, it is enough for them to make a day's profit.

Xiao Tian looked around and walked into Gu Bao Zhai.

Gu Bao Zhai, not to mention others, is its decoration, from the outside it looks like it gives people an antique feeling, without entering the inside, it makes people feel that Gu Bao Zhai is a place with goods.

After Xiao Tian walked in, first of all, a melodious and tactful sound of the guzheng entered Xiao Tian's ears. It gives a feeling of comfort.

The inside of Gu Bao Zhai, the decoration is extremely elegant, especially in the middle of the hall, a two-meter-high rockery stands there, around the rockery, dotted with clusters of green plants, in front of the rockery, there are a few trees and green bamboos standing in front.

The gurgling water is left from the rockery, making the sound of tinkling water, although the sound is not high, but with the sound of the guzheng, there is a special taste in the heart.

"Hello, what do you need?"

Just when Xiao Tian was watching.

A woman in her twenties, wearing a white cheongsam embellished with plum blossoms, walked over to Xiao Tian and said politely to Xiao Tian:

"I want to see calligraphy and paintings."

Xiao Tian pondered for a moment and looked at the woman.

"Hello, sir, please come with me."

After hearing Xiao Tian's answer, the woman said to Xiao Tian.

In Gu Bao Zhai, all kinds of antiques are placed separately, and each kind of antique has its proper position.

Along the way, Xiao Tian saw a lot of antique things, as well as various colors of jade......

Although everything looked like it was real, Xiao Tian couldn't be sure whether it was true or not, and if he could recognize the authenticity of the thing, he would send it immediately.

Now, a real antique can cost hundreds of thousands, millions. Although it felt a little incredible in Xiao Tian's eyes, antiques were just antiques, Xiao Tian couldn't understand how a thing that couldn't be eaten, drunk, and could only be seen had such a high value.

However, Xiao Tian's views can only represent her personally. If he says what he thinks, he's sure he'll be kicked out right away.

Just as Xiao Tian walked over to the side of the calligraphy and painting, Xiao Tian suddenly saw a woman.

The woman wore smooth and silky hair and a casual sportswear, and when she stood there, she gave a feeling of freshness.

Liu Qingyan is a beauty with a classical temperament in her bones, but the classics also contain a sense of strength, which gives people a good impression at a glance.

Liu Qingyan seemed to be talking to a Gu Baozhai woman wearing a cheongsam.

After a while, Liu Qingyan left with the woman.

I don't know why, Xiao Tian saw Liu Qingyan leaving, and suddenly felt as if he had missed something. Xiao Tian walked over to the calligraphy and painting area and looked at all the hanging calligraphy and paintings here, and it seemed that none of them had a strange painting written about the ages.

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