At half past eleven in the evening, Zhang Qingxiang fused all the remaining source materials.

The quality of these seven pieces is inferior to that of "Fu Rat Hanging Money" and "Sima Scale".

failed to open a new professional skill for Zhang Qingxiang, but raised [Treasure Appraisal] and [Measurement] to the second order.

[Treasure Appraisal] can now identify treasures that are not higher than your own fourth-order.

The judging range of [measurement] has been increased to 40%.

The energy vortex was built to the ninth layer in one go.

Zhang Qingxiang walked out of the hotel, aiming for a private museum.

A batch of collections will be delivered to the museum tonight.

There are several very valuable pieces in the collection, so the owner will personally bring someone to receive them.

An Jizong is the security guard of this museum, and in the process of transporting these collections, he accidentally came into contact with a "touchstone".

After the fusion, An Jizong became an awakened person, and then soared into the sky.

The museum is on the outskirts of the city, and when Zhang Qingxiang arrived in an online car-hailing car, it was already past one o'clock in the middle of the night.

A van is parked in the courtyard of the museum, the gate closed and the surveillance equipment fully open.

Six sturdy security guards, holding sticks in their hands, guarded vigilantly.

Seven or eight people, including An Jizong, were carrying sealed boxes one by one from the truck.

Four sealed boxes stacked on top of each other and pulled into the museum.

On the steps in front of the museum exhibition hall, there stood a man in his fifties, slightly chubby with his back combed.

He was followed by a girl of eighteen or nineteen.

She was tall and wore a high ponytail. The upper body was wearing the white and blue sports school uniform of the original city No. 1 Middle School, the zipper was pulled to the highest, and the collar was erected into a tube, covering the small chin of the thin melon seed face.

Her legs are straight and long, she wears a pair of hot pants and a nice clean sneaker on her foot.

The girl knocked the edge of the steps with the heel of her shoes, and she didn't need to hate the sky's height, and the body proportions were also standard nine-headed body.

She put her hands in the pockets of her school uniform, her willow eyebrows and starry eyes, her peach cheeks were slightly pink, her nose was straight and straight, and her bangs on her forehead were neatly trimmed and concise.

Under the light, her skin was as white as porcelain, and greasy as jade.

The whole body is full of infinite youthful vitality.

The museum manager stepped forward and said, "Curator, the collection has been unloaded. ”

"Boxes 2-10 will be delivered to the warehouse."

"The thing that Miss wants to see is in Box 1."

"I'll have someone send to your office."

The girl on the steps showed a smile full of anticipation and said crisply: "Thank you, Uncle Zhou, you have loved me since I was a child." ”

Manager Zhou even said "it should be".

Ye Jiucheng, the owner of the museum, looked at his daughter dotingly: "You have to stay up all night with me, now you can finally see that painting for the first time, let's go, go to my office." ”

Ye Yousheng grinned: "You also know that it is my favorite painter." ”

She turned around and walked briskly towards the office, jumping under her feet, like a vigorous sika deer: "Dad, I'll go first." ”

Ye Jiucheng smiled dotingly, and his feet also sped up: "Girl, slow down, don't fall......"

Zhang Qingxiang stood outside the walls of the museum, took a breath, the energy in his body surged, and gently blew towards the sky above his head.

A psychedelic illusion floated down, enveloping itself, and all the monitoring equipment could not photograph Zhang Qingxiang's figure.

First-Order Secret Technique [Mirage].

Then Zhang Qingxiang once again urged the spiritual energy to condense on his feet, his body floated lightly, his feet did not touch the ground, and there was a flash of spiritual evil behind him.

A flash, easily jumping over the fence, dead leaves generally falling in the yard.

First-Order Secret Technique [Tiptoe].

These two types of secret magic have low spiritual power consumption, a wide range of applications, and outstanding effects.

It was widely spread in the previous life, and it was recognized as a secret method that must be practiced in the early days.

Almost everyone in the lower ranks can use it.

It is impossible to verify who created it.

In this life, it was naturally "created" by Zhang Qingxiang.

An Jizong was pulling a cart and entering the museum building.

Zhang Qingxiang followed.

An Jizong is in his forties, not tall, and mediocre.

In the previous life, Zhang Qingxiang caught Du Dajin's feet twice, but An Jizong strongly protected Du Dajin, and Du Dajin was finally safe and sound.

At that time, Zhang Qingxiang was indignant, but he was helpless.

An Jizong and another security guard team transported four boxes into the warehouse.

The two supervised each other along the way, and there were no dead ends in the museum.

Zhang Qingxiang followed behind them, guessing if one of the sealed boxes slipped and fell and scattered, and An Jizong came into contact with that "touchstone" in the process of cleaning up the collection.

Because apart from the delivery process, the security guards have no other access to the collections.

However, four sealed boxes have been sent into the warehouse, and there have been no accidents.

Zhang Qingxiang sneaked around and observed, and waited until all the boxes were sent in and the password lock door of the warehouse was closed - An Jizong did not have any chance of touching the "touchstone".

"What's going on?" Zhang Qingxiang frowned: "In the last life, it was An Jizong who was drunk one time and said in person that he fused the touchstone tonight. ”

"It's An Jizong who remembers ...... wrong"

"Or ...... Something, because of my change, has caused a deviation? ”

In the courtyard, the person in charge of the security company in charge of the escort confirmed with Manager Zhou that the handover was completed, Manager Zhou signed the document, and the van left.

Manager Zhou arranged for the security guards to be on duty: "Work hard today, and the staff on duty will be doubled." ”

"Lao An, Lao Zhao, you two will stay too."

"Okay." An Jizong and the two responded.

Then Manager Zhou went to Ye Jiucheng's office.

Zhang Qingxiang thought about it and returned to the warehouse.

The truly valuable collections in the museum are kept in vaults.

This warehouse is used for temporary storage of general collections.

Zhang Qingxiang had already written down the password of the door lock just now, and he exhaled lightly at the gate towards the monitoring in the corner, another [spitting mirage] secret technique.

Both inside and outside the warehouse are shrouded in [Mirage], and all changes here will not be monitored and recorded.

Zhang Qingxiang opened the door and went in, opening the sealed boxes one by one.

When it came to the third box, Zhang Qingxiang found the "touchstone".

"Huh?" Zhang Qingxiang picked up the "touchstone" and frowned.

This touchstone is just an ordinary antique.

It's not a source of occupation!

Zhang Qingxiang quickly opened all the boxes, but did not find a second touchstone.

"Could it be that there's another touchstone in Box 1?"

Zhang Qingxiang floated out and went straight to Ye Jiucheng's office.

The decoration of Ye Jiucheng's office is not luxurious, but the two big Bogu shelves against the wall are full of various collections.

Sealed Box 1 had been moved to his desk.

Ye Yousheng was excited, and little stars flashed in his eyes.

But Ye Jiucheng held down the sealed box, and said with some apprehension: "Let's talk first, you must not tell your mother, you don't sleep at all, come to the museum with me to see the paintings." ”

Ye Yousheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Dad, in your life, you have been eaten to death by my mother." ”

Ye Jiucheng's old face was slightly red, and he defended himself: "I don't understand, this is not fear, this is love." ”

Ye Yousheng: "Okay, okay, I promise not to tell my mother." ”

Ye Jiucheng was old, and he stretched out his little thumb to his daughter very solemnly: "Pull the hook, you have to talk and count." ”

Ye Yousheng hooked, and Ye Jiucheng was completely relieved.

Then the father and daughter opened the sealed box together, Ye Yousheng quickly put on a pair of white gloves, unfolded an ancient painting, and immediately immersed himself in the artistic conception and skills of the ancient painting, full of admiration.

This painting cost Ye Jiucheng three million and seven hundred thousand!

Seeing that his daughter liked it very much, Ye Jiucheng felt that it was worth it.

Neither father nor daughter noticed that another ancient painting in the box unfolded and rose silently.

The paper is yellowed, with several breaks, the scroll is missing, and the state of preservation is very poor.

Draw a scene of a fairy family, the mountain pavilions in the distance are connected, the fairy grass is green, and the spiritual fruit is abundant.

The fairy grass is full of white bones;

There seems to be a miserable soul in the place where the spiritual fruit is abundant!

Half of the palace was revealed nearby, and there was a goddess standing in front of the palace.

If Ye Yousheng could see this painting, he would definitely be able to recognize that the goddess on this painting was "Nuwa".

It's just that this picture of Nuwa is wearing a lotus pink dress, and the left foot exposed under the skirt is a claw!

Sharp and hideous, black hair grows from the claws.

The damaged part of the scroll happens to be on the left side of the face of the god Nuwa.

At first glance, this painting looks like Nuwa has an empty left eye!

Or the left side of the face.

How weird it looks.

On the partial portrait, the "Nuwa God" seemed to be alive, his eyes swept over everything around, and suddenly revealed a crazy and evil smile.