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The blood spurted out, and it was immediately washed away in the rain, and Wu Lao's face turned purple and black for a while, and Han Chong, who was holding Wu Lao, slightly felt that Wu Lao's body was even colder.

"Wu Lao..."

"Why are you vomiting blood?"

"Call an ambulance."

"No, don't scream." Wu Lao grabbed Han Chong's arm, the weak and thin body, which almost transmitted all the power to his hand.

"I'm old, and this isn't the first time I've vomited blood, don't make a fuss, on the contrary, I've reached the end of my life, and there's nothing. Do you know? I have three wishes in my life, one wish is that in my lifetime, I have a place in Xijiang antique shop, to be able to contribute to the antique cause of Xijiang, I want to be the chairman of the antique circle, this is done. ”

"The second wish is that I hope to see the four paintings of the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup in my lifetime. I say this because these three paintings are the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup Picture, they are actually together with the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup, and there is information about the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup on each picture. Four friends drinking picture, the wine glass is the four seasons moonlight cup, and the Hanjiang picture, the cup held by the friend is the four seasons lotus picture. ”

"And there's another one you haven't seen before, but I've been lucky enough to see, the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup, which has only a three-moon cup on it. They are the Yueji Cup, the Qiu Ju Cup and the Lamei Cup, I think these three cups belong to Tang Yin's three friends, and the lotus cup was handed over to a friend to take away. The Hanjiang map revealed that he was likely sunk to the bottom of the river, and it was difficult to find him again. ”

Wu Lao said very heavily, with a sad look on his face. The color of regret may also be that he did not appreciate these four paintings together.

"This second wish is no matter what. I'm sure I've made it happen. ”

"Wu Lao."

Wu Lao's hand grabbed Han Chong's hand, Han Chong felt that his hand was so cold, and Han Chong said with some fear for a while. "Elder Wu, let's go to the hospital first, shall we?"

"Yes, Elder Wu, go to the hospital, call an ambulance."

The rest of the people didn't care about appreciating the treasure anymore, and after Wu Lao said the two wishes, his eyes had already appeared confused.

His breath faded. This whole person was leaning on Han Chong's arms.

Zhao Wenyou, Tu Yimo, Cai Yuantu, Qi Ju, Jiang Youfu, Pan Sihai, these antique predecessors of Xijiang will all surround them.

Wu Lao's current appearance, everyone vaguely felt that he was no longer good.

Wu Lao had a smile on his face, looking at Han Chong, as if he saw the hope of Xijiang's future. Looking at the three paintings that had changed, Wu Lao nodded with satisfaction.

"These three paintings are all strange paintings, divine paintings. What is rare is that they still have a secret, they are closely related to the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup, and a tomb is also closely related, I once asked a friend to help him find these four paintings, the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup, but in the end it was not possible. ”

Wu Lao said as he struggled to pull his throat. It seems that he used a lot of effort to speak.

Han Chong grabbed Wu Lao's hand, even though he knew that Wu Lao probably knew a lot of secrets about the painting and the Yueji Cup. His words were also very informative, but he didn't want Wu Lao to say more.

"Elder Wu. Don't say it, we all know it, we all know it. Elder Wu, you must not be fine, you have to hold on, the ambulance will come soon. ”

Wu Lao shook his head, but he still kept smiling. "I said, the old man should die, he has lived for so many years, and if he lives again, God will not agree."

"It's just this last wish of my life, and this wish hasn't come true yet."

Wu Lao grabbed Han Chong's hand again, but this time, Han Chong clearly felt that pale sense of powerlessness, the fragility of life at the end of his life, thinner than paper wings.

"Wu Lao, you can't have anything, I saw you for the first time today, but I will be familiar with you at first sight, I am serious, I still want to worship you as a teacher, I want to follow you to learn antique skills in the future." You must not be okay with that. ”

Han Chong faced life and death parting, but he was not masked with Wu Lao, and under a short period of contact, his heart would be so desolate and reluctant, Han Chong really couldn't explain it.

Or just at first sight, they sympathize with each other, if they had known Wu Lao earlier, Han Chong would definitely bow down to him.

The smile on Wu Lao's face gradually faded at this time, turning into unbearable pain, it may be that the god of death was already torturing him, but Wu Lao was still pretending.

"Han Chong, listen to me, to be able to meet you, that is, we are destined, I thought that my third wish, old man, would not come true in my lifetime, but God was so gracious to me, he brought me to you, let me know you, and let me fulfill this third wish."

"I, tell Elder Wu to fulfill your third wish?" Han Chong's tears were already rolling in his eyes, and the sourness in his heart made him brew.

"Yes, my third wish is to find a person who can inherit the great cause of Xijiang antiques in my lifetime, and to learn while playing and learning to appreciate and identify antiques, so as to lead the orderly inheritance and development of Xijiang antiques, from generation to generation."

"And your appearance, until your appearance, gave me this sense of stability, so that I saw the future of Xijiang, the future of Xijiang antique culture."

"Wu Lao."

When the old man said this, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and it sprayed directly onto the chest of Han Chong's clothes, and after Wu Lao's words were said, all the seniors present looked at Han Chong with a strange gaze.

He is a junior, only a two-time champion, how can he use this sentence?

Jiang Youfu is already like an eagle and wants to peck at this guy Han Chong, could it be that the old man Wu still wants to hand over this big responsibility to a kid who has just entered the antique shop?

That's a joke, isn't it?

"Wu Lao."

Han Chong's tears couldn't help but flow down anymore, and the sourness in his heart was even more tragic than when he broke up with Chu Yao.

Han Chong also knew that he was so virtuous, and Wu Lao actually looked up to himself so much?

And Wu Lao's lifelong contribution to Xijiang antiques, himself? How can he be like Wu Lao.

"Zhao, Xiao Zhao."

On the occasion of dying, Wu Lao's eyes looked at Zhao Wenyou, Director Zhao hurriedly came to Wu Lao's side, only to see Wu Lao return to the light, this will be no longer painful, looking at a few paintings in the distance, a few paintings in the rainstorm, and said with a smile.

"Xiao Zhao, I'm here today to give you appreciation, to judge this final champion, just now the treasure bead and Han Chong's four-friend drinking picture, I think the four-friend drinking picture is better."

It seemed that he had completed what he needed to do in this life, he smiled with satisfaction, and then looked at Han Chong, until he was unable to open his eyes anymore, the hand protruded from Han Chong's palm, fell in the rain in mid-air, and the whole person fell down softly, falling into Han Chong's arms.

Han Chong already knew it, but this would be looking at Wu Lao, as innocent as a child, "Sleep, sleep and get up tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, the tears had already taken place on his face, and the tears fell on Wu Lao's face, followed Wu Lao's sunken eye sockets, and flowed backwards into Wu Lao's eyes.

He won't wake up, how can he wake up tomorrow, when the ambulance drove to the venue, the horn kept ringing, and the first responders gave Wu Lao a heartbeat resuscitation, Han Chong knew that he was dead, and he went to another world, which may be a more beautiful paradise than here. (To be continued) R466