After more than an hour of staggering with the "master nephew" Li Chengyin, this family banquet with the meaning of welcoming Mo Yan can be said to be a happy meal.

Of course, if it weren't for Li Weimeng's malicious "revenge" episode, Mo Yan might have been even happier.

In the push and push, Mo Yan and Li Chengyin both drank a lot of wine, and neither of them wanted to force the internal force out of the wine, so after a meal, the older Li Chengyin was a little overwhelmed by alcohol, and was sent upstairs to rest by Li Weimeng.

"Brother Mo Yan, a lot of money! I see that your painting is not much better than those millions of famous paintings in my family, are you so rich that you panicked and actually smashed more than 50 million yuan? If that's the case, it's good to give Le'er points, Le'er is pitiful, and there are only so many millions of pocket money a month! ”

Chen Leer saw that her uncle and Li Weimeng had gone upstairs, and she suddenly became active.

She just held Chen Weilian's "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" for a long time, and carefully compared the master-level paintings in her Hong Kong City home in her mind, and finally came to the conclusion that her "Brother Mo Yan" was in pain and had so much money that there was no place to spend it.

Although Chen Weilian's painting skills are okay, his social influence is also there, and his paintings are finally a little collectible, but they are not worth a high price of 50 million, and Mo Yan and the young masters of the two top families in Kyoto and Tiannan have to grab their faces.

Even if Mo Yan wants to do good deeds and sponsor poor students, there is no need to offend these two forces. It's a big deal that if you have time to find Chen Weilian's paintings, presumably in order to raise more funding funds, the old man must be very happy.

So Chen Leer immediately used her unbridled imagination and concluded that Mo Yan was definitely a "diamond king" with a lot of money and no place to spend it.

She's going to "rob" him!

……

Mo Yan was speechless.

This little girl has more than one million pocket money every month, but she is still not satisfied, and she is still thinking about how to rob him. I wonder how she would feel if she knew that she had lost her family and owed John a lot of money tonight for this auction.

"Ahem, Le'er, do you think Brother Mo Yan looks like a rich man? Dressed shabby and old-fashioned, a standard poor second generation, you see, even the clothes I am wearing now are bought by Sister Weiwei, how can there be any money! In order to prove that he had no money, Mo Yan deliberately stretched out his sleeves, indicating that the clothes on his body were still the ones they bought last night.

"Cut, stingy, if you don't want to give it, forget it, pretend, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, hum, you can pretend to play by yourself!" Seeing that Mo Yan refused to let go, Chen Leer angrily shook her little buttocks, twisted and twisted and went upstairs, leaving Mo Yan downstairs alone.

Mo Yan touched his nose, not knowing what to say.

This girl is still a child's temper when she is so old.

"Mo Yan, you are tired enough today, rest early!" Li Weimeng passed by the stairs upstairs, and happened to see Mo Yan alone in a daze below, so she told Mo Yan to rest early.

Mo Yan saw that it was Li Weimeng, and he was overjoyed, so he wanted to apologize for the embarrassing contact in the car.

But Li Weimeng didn't give him a chance at all as if she saw what he wanted to mention, and after telling him to turn around and leave in a hurry, he went back to his room, leaving Mo Yan with a melancholy face.

"Forget it, Sister Weiwei is still angry, let's talk about it later." Mo Yan had no choice but to comfort himself, then picked up the box containing the painting and left the living room and went back to the room.

Back in the room, Li Weimeng, who was lying on the bed, had a flushed face, the expression on her face changed back and forth, her teeth itched with hatred, and she smiled like a flower all of a sudden.

It's so hateful for this little bastard to want to mention that shameful thing again, but, hehe, looking at his embarrassment, it's so cute.

A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea!

Mo Yan returned to the room, threw the box on the bed without looking, and then went into the bathroom to take a bath.

It was too much of a toss tonight, he was stepped on three times in a row, and he fought wits and courage with those two young men at the auction, and he had a lot of fun, but he was tormented. If Li Weimeng wants him to do something next time, he won't be killed! The firepower of those boys is indeed fierce enough, and their weak little body can't withstand it.

In fact, there is some truth in saying that Mo Yan said that he is "weak and can't help the wind", at least from the outside.

Due to the cultivation of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique, the demon surnames on his body were expelled, and the hard muscles that Mo Yan had raised when he entered the demon gradually disappeared as the true qi spread to the flesh cells, and were replaced by soft muscles distributed in the golden ratio.

Now, if he wears clothes and matches his somewhat thin figure, sometimes he does give people a feeling of "weak and can't help but be windy". But if you really think that Mo Yan is easy to bully, then you are wrong, every "soft" muscle in his emaciated body contains amazing explosive power.

Half an hour later, Mo Yan wiped his head and came out of the bathroom and threw himself on the luxurious and comfortable bed.

Oops, it looks like there's something behind it. At this time, Mo Yan remembered that he seemed to have thrown the box he had spent a lot of money on the bed, and reached out sideways to reach behind and take it out.

The box is quite ordinary, no more than a meter long, only the size of a palm, the outside is neither lacquered, nor carved dragons and phoenixes, only polished, and the material is still made of the most ordinary camphor pine wood.

Such a box may be a lot of it in the calligraphy and painting shop outside, and it must be the lowest-grade kind. The only thing that is commendable is that this box is very quaint, quite quaint, presumably Chen Weilian bought it in the antique street.

In recent years, as long as the cultural people who have reached a certain level, almost all of them have a hobby of going to the antique street to Taobao. On the one hand, you can exercise your eyesight and enhance your self-cultivation and insight; On the one hand, isn't it just a "trend".

Looking at this quaint and ordinary box, if it weren't for the faint fluctuation that exuded a trace of heaven and earth aura, Mo Yan couldn't believe that he would actually owe a lot of debt for it and take the risk of offending the Zhou family and the Tian family to snatch it over.

Mo Yan fumbled around the box, trying to find out the source of the aura emanation. The material of the box is very ordinary, and it is definitely impossible for it to emit aura fluctuations on its own. In that case, there must be something hidden somewhere in the box.

Oh, found it.

When Mo Yan tore open the thick layer of cotton brocade cushion in the box, he touched a hard object. Mo Yan was excited, and increased his efforts to continue to tear the cushion. The mysterious "Heaven and Earth Treasure" is finally about to reveal his true face.

"Snap" an object falling out of the box.

Mo Yan looked at it and was dumbfounded.

What kind of treasure is this, it's just a thin piece of inferior jade that is only finger long.

I saw that it was covered with intertwined cracks, twisting and turning, like a landscape painting outlined with lines. Don't think it's a "treasure map", the lines are like the damage caused by the jade piece owner's processing error.

Mo Yan looked at the tattered jade piece, and felt a little like crying without tears. Damn, I thought it was a treasure! No matter how bad you are, you can have a thousand-year-old spirit wood hundred-year-old spirit grass, woo woo, you actually gave me a broken jade piece that I can't eat and use.

If it weren't for the faint and almost imperceptible aura fluctuations on it, Mo Yan would have wanted to smash this broken jade piece on the ground and stomp on it fiercely. Damn, it's all money! And it's before the blood and tears that the master owes!

Thinking of owing John a huge debt to buy back this thing, Mo Yan had the heart to strangle himself.

Just when Mo Yan was repenting for his impulsiveness, a change protruded. A fierce aura fluctuation emanated from his left hand, which was holding the jade piece, startling Mo Yan.

At the same time, the sky outside the window seemed to be affected by something, and suddenly a dry thunder sounded.

When the sky is clear, something big will happen!

Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for rewards! - Snails.