At this time, an unloading truck was parked outside the gate, and several workers carefully moved the antiques from the inside, and one of the half-meter-high blue and white porcelain vases clearly floated with wisps of aura!

Under the sun, the aura on the porcelain vase was extra obvious, and the yin and yang eyes were almost instinctively touched, and before Zhao Zhuo could think about it, he had already entered a world filled with white light.

With the experience of entering the Moyu world, Zhao Zhuo was not panicked at all, and his eyesight quickly adapted to the environment.

The world in front of you is different from the world of black jade, there are no buildings or physical objects, only wisps of aura are intertwined around, and in the center of this small world, there is a fist-sized ball of light, exuding a soft light.

As soon as Zhao Zhuo's mind moved, his body fell lightly in front of the ball of light, he looked at it carefully, and pondered to himself: "This thing doesn't seem to be a soul, is it just a simple aura?" ”

With the experience of getting along with Mo Ling, Zhao Zhuo was not afraid of this thing, he boldly stretched out his hand to touch it, but saw that the ball of light was like a water ball that had been pierced, the outer layer suddenly cracked, and a hot current of heat drilled into Zhao Zhuo's body along his fingers.

The speed of the heat flow is extremely fast, and it only takes a blink of an eye to go from breaking out of the body to entering.

At the moment when the ball of light broke, the entire white light world collapsed, and Zhao Zhuo only felt a powerful energy push him out, and when he came back to his senses, he had already returned to the place outside the museum.

He hurriedly looked up at the porcelain vase, only to see that the aura on the surface of the porcelain vase had disappeared completely, and at the same time, he felt a hot energy flowing in his body, and his body was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

He hurriedly touched his body and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he saw two people coming from the other side, one of them was Professor Luo, and he was accompanied by a man in his forties, very elegant, tall and thin, wearing a dark blue suit, looking personable.

Professor Luo saw Zhao Zhuo at a glance, the two only met yesterday afternoon, and Zhao Zhuo showed such a hand, which can be described as a deep impression, Luo Wen's always serious face also softened a little, and said with a smile: "Come to visit the museum?" ”

Seeing that Professor Luo changed his usual strictness, he actually greeted the young man in front of him with a smile, and the middle-aged man was surprised and said, "Old Luo, this is ......"

Luo Wen praised without hesitation: "He is a sophomore in the Department of History, his name is Zhao Zhuo, and he is very skilled in identifying ancient money." ”

Being praised by Luo Wen, Zhao Zhuo was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly replied: "Professor Luo has won the award." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Young man, don't be modest, I have known Lao Luo for decades, and I can't get any praise from him if I don't have any real kung fu." By the way, my name is Cui Shiyan, I also graduated from the History Department of Huaihai University, and now I am the director of the museum. ”

Zhao Zhuo didn't expect that this middle-aged man was the curator, and he didn't have a frame at all, so he suddenly had a good impression.

At this time, a staff member came out of it, rushed over in three steps and two steps, and said, "Curator, Mr. Tong, they have arrived." ”

"Let's go." Cui Shiyan nodded and invited Zhao Zhuo, "I asked Lao Luo to help me identify an ancient painting, if my junior brother is interested, why don't you take a look at it together?" ”

"Thank you, brother." Zhao Zhuo nodded hurriedly and followed, as soon as he left, Mo Ling, who was wandering the streets, also quickly followed.

Walk through the lobby on the first floor of the museum to the office on the second floor, a large room decorated in an antique style, and two men are sitting on the sofa.

One of them was in his thirties, wearing a designer casual suit, with a square face with the corners of his mouth tilted up, and his chin slightly raised, showing a bit of arrogance.

The other man was a little older, with a fat head and big ears, and his dark eyes showed the shrewdness of a businessman, and he was wearing a Tang costume with a circle of Fu character patterns on his clothes, and his bulging belly was very prominent.

As soon as Cui Shiyan walked in, he introduced Professor Luo: "This is Tong Bo, an antique dealer from Baicheng, and this is Professor Luo from the History Department of Huaihai University." ”

"Professor Luo, I have admired the name for a long time." Tong Bo laughed, his face shook with fat, his eyes slid over Zhao Zhuo, and he saw that he was young and dressed ordinarily, and he was estimated to be a follower, so he didn't look at it much.

Cui Shiyan looked at the square-faced man on the sofa and asked, "This is ......?"

The square-faced man stood up slowly, with a faint smile on his face: "In Xia Lu Yunhai, he is a calligraphy and painting appraiser." ”

Tong Bo said with a smile: "You may not have heard of it, Brother Lu specializes in identifying the antiques that need to be purchased for the big bosses, and he has a lot of fame in the business world, and the ancient painting I brought was also appraised by Brother Lu on his behalf." Of course, I have to ask Professor Luo to take a look at it first. ”

Luo Wen didn't say much, he walked straight to the table on the side, Zhao Zhuo also followed, and when he looked over, he saw an ink painting more than one meter long and half a meter wide on the table covered with white cloth. Because of the age, the color is dull and old, between the mountains and rivers on this painting, there is an old man in a cloth fishing along the river, entitled "Fishing Picture of Streams and Mountains".

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