Fang Ming put down the bowl in his hand, and then picked up another one, in the past three hours, he had looked at six bowls, and now this was the last one, the last one Fang Ming looked at for a short time, and put it down in less than twenty minutes.

Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, Fang Ming looked at the bowl on the table in front of him, grabbed his head, he was really confused.

These seven small bowls turned out to be from seven dynasties.

There were seven small bowls in a tomb, and these seven small bowls actually belonged to seven dynasties? What the hell is going on?

Porcelain, the porcelain of each dynasty has different characteristics, this is actually not difficult for people who are proficient in porcelain identification, and it is precisely like this, when Fang Ming was sure that the porcelain in front of him was indeed the porcelain of the seven dynasties, his eyes widened for a long time and he couldn't react.

There are porcelains from six other dynasties in the tombs of the Song Dynasty? What's going on?

Although there are good and unbelievable stories and legends in the antique world, Fang Ming has never heard of such a thing.

In fact, as Fang Ming had said to Liang Bo and others before, if there was porcelain from another dynasty in a tomb, especially the porcelain from the later dynasty, it would not be too strange, and it was very likely that later people left the porcelain after they went in.

But if this is the case, it would be a little strange that there are six other dynasties of porcelain.

Of course, there is also a possibility, that is, the tomb of a certain dynasty, its owner put some porcelain from the previous dynasty into it for burial when he was buried, but in this way, what about the porcelain of the later dynasty?

Could it be that both possibilities exist and occur at the same time?

That's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it?

You must know that those tombs have been determined to belong to the Song Dynasty, and since Liang Bo is an expert in history, he will definitely not be wrong in such a matter.

If this Fang Ming could be left alone for the time being, then there was another thing that he felt even more incredible: he found that these porcelains were the same as the two he had touched before, each of which could cause Pixiu's reaction, but it was only after two abnormal movements.

"What is this?"

Fang Ming rubbed his hair vigorously, and then pulled it again, but he didn't expect to tear off several of them, and the pain made his tears rush out.

Hurriedly letting go, Fang Ming looked at the seven on the table again

It was only a small bowl, and under the bright light, the seven ordinary small bowls that could not be more ordinary seemed to exude a taste that was difficult to describe in words, and this taste made Fang Ming feel that he really didn't know how to judge.

Pixiu's ability is Fang Ming's greatest instinct, although he has greatly improved his identification through his own efforts, but to say that the most reliable and convenient is of course Pixiu's ability, but at this time, Pixiu has no effect, which makes Fang Ming really want to scratch his head and can't understand what is going on in front of him.

"Huh!"

Fang Ming's eyes suddenly shrank, and he found a problem, that is, these seven small bowls were all flowered except for the decorations.

Peony and Yueji, he remembered that the flowers on the two small bowls he got before were Peony and Yueji, in addition, the other five were lotus, peach blossom, azalea, plum blossom and chrysanthemum.

Fang Ming muttered, spinning the small bowl over, and finally the one with the flower faced him.

"Oh, this is really strange, and there is such a thing, the seven small bowls are not only from the seven dynasties, but each small bowl also has a different flower, and the color is also different, which is red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

"Seven Dynasties and Seven Colored Flower ......"

Before Fang Ming's words were finished, the flowers on the seven small bowls in front of him suddenly flashed.

"Huh! It's ......"

Fang Ming blinked vigorously, rubbed it a few more times, and found that he was really not mistaken, the flowers on the seven small bowls in front of him seemed to light up as if they were suddenly energized, and they were getting brighter and brighter, and the red ones were slowly like blood; The orange slowly resembles a ripe orange; The yellow one slowly resembles the rice in the autumn field......

Fang Ming's eyes widened more and more, and he looked at the seven small bowls in front of him without blinking.

If such a situation was seen by others, he would definitely think that he had seen a ghost, but Fang Ming was different, what happened to Pixiu before had already made him train an iron courage, so instead of being afraid, he was full of curiosity at this time.

Fang Ming, who was in a trance, didn't notice that the Pixiu on the back of his right hand didn't know when it resurfaced, and his mouth opened wide, as if it was a spirit beast that was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and was sucking in the light emitted by the seven-colored flower.

"Floating...... Float...... It's out......"

Fang Ming was suddenly startled, the one that was originally fired on the porcelain bowl

The seven-colored flower actually floated slowly, then broke away from the wall of the bowl, and floated like a flower in water, and then ...... It was as if it had encountered the wind and was blown into a spin.

Fang Ming's eyes widened and widened, and the seven-colored flowers in front of him suddenly collided together, and then splashed out a cluster of light like a meteor shower, these rays of light scattered and flew out, and then suddenly they flew towards the same place as if they were attracted by something.

"Huh?"

Looking down in the direction, Fang Ming's heart suddenly jumped violently!

The "seven-colored sparks" that flew away were all sucked into his mouth by Pixiu in his right hand. It wasn't the first time Pixiu was able to suck things, so he wasn't too surprised by it.

He was actually a surprise at this time, because the first time Pixiu was able to evolve a new ability, and this would inevitably have a decisive impact on his antique appraisal ability, he was doing this, and the evolution of Pixiu's ability represented an ability against the sky!

Motionless, where did Fang Ming dare to move at this time?

The seven-colored flowers suspended in the air slowly grew up, getting bigger and bigger, all the petals actually opened, spitting out the stamens hidden in them, and even Fang Ming actually smelled bursts of fragrance.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the seven-colored flower that had opened to the extreme suddenly exploded gently, turning into a sky full of stars, and then there was nothing left to swallow Pixiu into his stomach.

Then, calm returned to the room.

After a long time, when Fang Ming looked at the seven small bowls again, he found that the seven small bowls were placed there quietly, as if they had never been discovered before.

If Fang Ming hadn't experienced Pixiu's evolution before, he would definitely feel that everything he had just seen was fake and his own hallucination, but based on his previous experience, he knew that all of this was true!

Raising his right hand, Fang Ming looked at it for a while, and even looked over and over again, but he couldn't see anything special like before, even Pixiu didn't know where to hide.

"Forget it, no matter."

Fang Ming looked at it for a while, couldn't see anything special, then stopped looking, stood up and simply went back upstairs to sleep.

Previous experience tells

He, his own research is meaningless at all, this time Pixiu must have evolved, as for what kind of anti-heaven ability appears, maybe he will find out when he identifies antiques in the future.

When he returned upstairs, Fang Ming found that Guan Fu was still sleeping, and when she was asleep, she curled up like a kitten, because she was sleeping sideways, the quilt on her body only covered her waist down, revealing a smooth back like clotted fat, which made Fang Ming swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Gently leaning on Guan Fu to lie down, Fang Ming stretched out his hands to hold her lower abdomen, it was four or five o'clock in the morning, and it was a good time to get some sleep.

When Fang Ming woke up again, it was already noon, and the sunlight shone in through the cracks in the thick curtains, and it was very bright.

"Up?"

Fang Ming turned his head to take a look and found that Guan Fu didn't know when he had woken up, and he had already changed his clothes.

"Well, this sleep is really too comfortable."

Fang Ming got up and took a shower first, but saw Guan Fu taking out a suit and waiting for him.

"Put it on, I just went buy it."

"Huh? No way? You got up early in the morning, huh? ”

Fang Ming put on the suit, and then didn't look at it in front of the mirror for a while before nodding with satisfaction, and said, "Hey, the clothes you bought really fit too well, it seems that I am very familiar with my figure." ”

Guan Fu's face flushed, she was tired of being with Fang Ming these days, how could she not be familiar with Fang Ming's body? So the clothes picked up naturally fit very well.

"I'm right."

Guan Fu picked up a box next to him again, but after opening it, he took out a tie.

"Come on."

Fang Ming obediently walked in front of Guan Fu and let Guan Fu put on the tie.

Gently patting the tie a few times, Guan Fu took a few steps back and looked at it for a while before nodding with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, you are a natural clothes rack, no matter what you wear, you look good." ”

"Of course, I'm definitely the most handsome guy in the antiques world!"

Fang Ming's face had a smug expression again, Guan Fu shook his head a little helplessly, and said, "Although you are indeed a little handsome, you can't boast about yourself, right?" ”

"No, I'm not boasting about myself, I'm stating a fact!"

Guan Fu rolled her eyes directly this time and said, "Let's go, it's almost time, let's go out to eat something, and then let's go and meet Professor Liang." ”

"Hmm. Good. ”

The two of them got out of the villa and got into the car and left, of course, when leaving, Fang Ming would not forget to bring the seven ordinary small bowls, these things were not his own, they were to be returned.

Fang Ming put down the bowl in his hand, and then picked up another one, in the past three hours, he had looked at six bowls, and now this was the last one, the last one Fang Ming looked at for a short time, and put it down in less than twenty minutes.

Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, Fang Ming looked at the bowl on the table in front of him, grabbed his head, he was really confused.

These seven small bowls turned out to be from seven dynasties.

There were seven small bowls in a tomb, and these seven small bowls actually belonged to seven dynasties? What the hell is going on?

Porcelain, the porcelain of each dynasty has different characteristics, this is actually not difficult for people who are proficient in porcelain identification, and it is precisely like this, when Fang Ming was sure that the porcelain in front of him was indeed the porcelain of the seven dynasties, his eyes widened for a long time and he couldn't react.

There are porcelains from six other dynasties in the tombs of the Song Dynasty? What's going on?

Although there are good and unbelievable stories and legends in the antique world, Fang Ming has never heard of such a thing.

In fact, as Fang Ming had said to Liang Bo and others before, if there was porcelain from another dynasty in a tomb, especially the porcelain from the later dynasty, it would not be too strange, and it was very likely that later people left the porcelain after they went in.

But if this is the reason, it would be a little strange that there were six other dynasties of porcelain.

Of course, there is also a possibility, that is, the tomb of a certain dynasty, its owner put some porcelain from the previous dynasty into it for burial when he was buried, but in this way, what about the porcelain of the later dynasty?

Could it be that both possibilities exist and occur at the same time?

That's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it?

You must know that those tombs have been determined to belong to the Song Dynasty, and since Liang Bo is an expert in history, he will definitely not be wrong in such a matter.

If this Fang Ming can be left alone for the time being, then there is another thing that he feels even more incredible: he found these porcelain, and

The two I had come into contact with before were general, and each of them could cause Pixiu's reaction, but they all reacted after two abnormal movements.

"What is this?"

Fang Ming rubbed his hair vigorously, and then pulled it again, but he didn't expect to tear off several of them, and the pain made his tears rush out.

Hurriedly letting go, Fang Ming looked at the seven small bowls on the table again, the seven ordinary small bowls under the bright light seemed to exude a taste that was difficult to describe in words, this taste made Fang Ming feel that he really didn't know how to judge.

Pixiu's ability is Fang Ming's greatest instinct, although he has greatly improved his identification through his own efforts, but to say that the most reliable and convenient is of course Pixiu's ability, but at this time, Pixiu has no effect, which makes Fang Ming really want to scratch his head and can't understand what is going on in front of him.

"Huh!"

Fang Ming's eyes suddenly shrank, and he found a problem, that is, these seven small bowls were all flowered except for the decorations.

Peony and Yueji, he remembered that the flowers on the two small bowls he got before were Peony and Yueji, in addition, the other five were lotus, peach blossom, azalea, plum blossom and chrysanthemum.

Fang Ming muttered, spinning the small bowl over, and finally the one with the flower faced him.

"Oh, this is really strange, and there is such a thing, the seven small bowls are not only from the seven dynasties, but each small bowl also has a different flower, and the color is also different, which is red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

"Seven Dynasties and Seven Colored Flower ......"

Before Fang Ming's words were finished, the flowers on the seven small bowls in front of him suddenly flashed.

"Huh! It's ......"

Fang Ming blinked vigorously, rubbed it a few more times, and found that he was really not mistaken, the flowers on the seven small bowls in front of him seemed to light up as if they were suddenly energized, and they were getting brighter and brighter, and the red ones were slowly like blood; The orange slowly resembles a ripe orange; The yellow one slowly resembles the rice in the autumn field......

Fang Ming's eyes widened more and more, and he looked at the seven small bowls in front of him without blinking.

If such a situation was seen by others, he would definitely think that he had seen a ghost, but Fang Ming was different, the previous incident of Pixiu had already made him practice an iron courage, so he was not afraid at this time, but

And full of curiosity.

Fang Ming, who was in a trance, didn't notice that the Pixiu on the back of his right hand didn't know when it resurfaced, and his mouth opened wide, as if it was a spirit beast that was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and was sucking in the light emitted by the seven-colored flower.

"Floating...... Float...... It's out......"

Fang Ming was suddenly startled, the seven-colored flower that had been burned on the porcelain bowl actually floated slowly, and then broke away from the wall of the bowl, floating like a flower in water, and then ...... It was as if it had encountered the wind and was blown into a spin.

Fang Ming's eyes widened and widened, and the seven-colored flowers in front of him suddenly collided together, and then splashed out a cluster of light like a meteor shower, these rays of light scattered and flew out, and then suddenly they flew towards the same place as if they were attracted by something.

"Huh?"

Looking down in the direction, Fang Ming's heart suddenly jumped violently!

The "seven-colored sparks" that flew away were all sucked into his mouth by Pixiu in his right hand. It wasn't the first time Pixiu was able to suck things, so he wasn't too surprised by it.

He was actually a surprise at this time, because the first time Pixiu was able to evolve a new ability, and this would inevitably have a decisive impact on his antique appraisal ability, he was doing this, and the evolution of Pixiu's ability represented an ability against the sky!

Motionless, where did Fang Ming dare to move at this time?

The seven-colored flowers suspended in the air slowly grew up, getting bigger and bigger, all the petals actually opened, spitting out the stamens hidden in them, and even Fang Ming actually smelled bursts of fragrance.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the seven-colored flower that had opened to the extreme suddenly exploded gently, turning into a sky full of stars, and then there was nothing left to swallow Pixiu into his stomach.

Then, calm returned to the room.

After a long time, when Fang Ming looked at the seven small bowls again, he found that the seven small bowls were placed there quietly, as if they had never been discovered before.

If Fang Ming hadn't experienced Pixiu's evolution before, he would definitely feel that everything he had just seen was fake and his own hallucination, but based on his previous experience, he knew that all of this was true!

Raising his right hand, Fang Ming looked at it for a while, and even looked over and over again, but he couldn't see anything special like before, even Pixiu didn't know where to hide.

"Forget it, no matter."

Fang Ming looked at it for a while, couldn't see anything special, then stopped looking, stood up and simply went back upstairs to sleep.

Previous experience told him that his own research was meaningless at all, this time Pixiu must have evolved, as for what kind of anti-heaven ability appeared, he might find out when he identified antiques in the future.

When he returned upstairs, Fang Ming found that Guan Fu was still sleeping, and when she was asleep, she curled up like a kitten, because she was sleeping sideways, the quilt on her body only covered her waist down, revealing a smooth back like clotted fat, which made Fang Ming swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Gently leaning on Guan Fu to lie down, Fang Ming stretched out his hands to hold her lower abdomen, it was four or five o'clock in the morning, and it was a good time to get some sleep.

When Fang Ming woke up again, it was already noon, and the sunlight shone in through the cracks in the thick curtains, and it was very bright.

"Up?"

Fang Ming turned his head to take a look and found that Guan Fu didn't know when he had woken up, and he had already changed his clothes.

"Well, this sleep is really too comfortable."

Fang Ming got up and took a shower first, but saw Guan Fu taking out a suit and waiting for him.

"Put it on, I just went buy it."

"Huh? No way? You got up early in the morning, huh? ”

Fang Ming put on the suit, and then didn't look at it in front of the mirror for a while before nodding with satisfaction, and said, "Hey, the clothes you bought really fit too well, it seems that I am very familiar with my figure." ”

Guan Fu's face flushed, she was tired of being with Fang Ming these days, how could she not be familiar with Fang Ming's body? So the clothes picked up naturally fit very well.

"I'm right."

Guan Fu picked up a box next to him again, but after opening it, he took out a tie.

"Come on."

Fang Ming obediently walked in front of Guan Fu and let Guan Fu put on the tie.

Gently patting the tie a few times, Guan Fu took a few steps back and looked at it for a while before nodding with satisfaction and said, "Yes, you are a natural clothes rack, no matter what you wear."

It's all pretty. ”

"Of course, I'm definitely the most handsome guy in the antiques world!"

Fang Ming's face had a smug expression again, Guan Fu shook his head a little helplessly, and said, "Although you are indeed a little handsome, you can't boast about yourself, right?" ”

"No, I'm not boasting about myself, I'm stating a fact!"

Guan Fu rolled her eyes directly this time and said, "Let's go, it's almost time, let's go out to eat something, and then let's go and meet Professor Liang." ”

"Hmm. Good. ”

The two of them got out of the villa and got into the car and left, of course, when leaving, Fang Ming would not forget to bring the seven ordinary small bowls, these things were not his own, they were to be returned.