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"You said he won two championships in this tournament?"

Wu Lao's two eyes suddenly looked at Han Chong with a smile, although his ears were not good, but he heard this sentence very clearly.

Han Chong was embarrassed for a while, and waved his hand again and again. "No, Elder Wu, I'm just a coincidence."

"You happened to take away the two champions of our Doubao Competition, and you are also one of the candidates for this third Doubao, I think you don't have to be modest, take out your treasure, right?"

Han Chong didn't say anything, Zhao Wenyou leaned into Wu Lao's ear and whispered a few words.

After Wu Lao heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly, which frightened Zhao Wenyou, who was passing the word.

"Are you saying that there are three paintings that can be changed, and Han Chong has two in his hand?"

"Yes, Elder Wu. Tang Yin's Hanjiang Farewell Friend Picture is the treasure of Han Chong's last round of treasure fighting. ”

"Farewell to Hanjiang?"

Wu Lao's hand on crutches suddenly loosened, and his body fell backwards, if Han Chong hadn't grasped it steadily and supported Wu Lao, Wu Lao would really fall to the ground.

The old man's eyes widened. "Is there another picture of the cold river and a picture of the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup?"

"What?" Zhao Wenyou heard it vaguely, but Hanjiang Tu was there, and nodded. "The other one does have a picture of the cold river, but the other one is not a Four Seasons Moonlight Cup, but a picture of four friends drinking."

"Four friends drinking pictures?"

Wu Lao was startled again, his head seemed to have a flock of crows flying by, and it was difficult to sort out for a while.

In the next second, Wu Lao's forehead was sweating, everyone knew it. Wu Lao couldn't be excited, seeing Wu Lao's current state, his body trembled a little. really scared Director Zhao.

"Elder Wu, what's wrong with you?"

The excited old man waved his hand. The head shook like a rattle. "I'm fine, I'm fine, where is the drinking picture of the four friends, show me quickly. If I'm not mistaken, this Hanjiang map and Hanjiang farewell friend map are linked. ”

Wu Lao's words made Han Chong stupid.

He thought that for these four paintings, as well as the moonlight cup, it was a secret that no one knew, after all. Tang Yin's paintings and moonlight cups in the Ming Dynasty, where have stories spread for so long.

However, the appearance of Wu Lao also made Han Chong a little anxious, at this moment, he was supporting Wu Lao, Wu Lao knew that the change in this painting was because of the wind and rain, he seemed to be a person who came over, and motioned to Han Chong to help him back to the square.

"Elder Wu, I see that you are tired from walking so many miles today, or else. Just come back tomorrow, or you won't have to look at these paintings. ”

Director Zhao was worried that Wu was too old to be excited. I saw the god painting and then controlled zhì not to live the love xù.

But Wu Lao's face was strict, Zhao Wenyou wanted to stop him, and he wanted to beat people, Han Chong had to help the old man to walk to the square.

Before I knew it, most of the time had passed, and when I walked out of the venue, the wind was blowing outside.

The weather in Jiangcheng can change, it is still sunny at noon, and you may burst into tears in the afternoon.

At that moment, the leaves of the trees shook in the wind. The clouds were blown away, but dark clouds gathered. It looks like it's really going to rain.

But it's better that way. Seeing that the wind was up, Wu Lao hurriedly asked Zhao Wenyou to open the painting.

After a while, before the three paintings were put out, a light rain fell in the sky, and the raindrops hit people's faces.

Jiang Youfu didn't feel good in his heart from beginning to end, his orb just now was very eye-catching, but the evaluation given by Wu Lao was so-so. On the contrary, it was Han Chong's paintings, and the enthusiasm of Wu Laobiao made Jiang Youfu unhappy.

In Jiang Youfu's thoughts, this old man Wu should have died a long time ago, he has been the chairman of the antique shop in Xijiang for so many years, if he doesn't die, he will never get this position.

In fact, in Xijiang, if Wu Lao is gone, it will really be him Jiang Youfu will be carried up, after all, the same prestige as himself is that Tu Yimo, but this old man has already gone into the water to do business, with this kind of experience, he can't surpass himself.

Jiang Youfu is scheming, he has also encircled many people over the years, and his reputation Jiang Youfu is also good.

And, in the previous Doubao Conference, he has a good performance, the results of the four champions, has long made him famous, and if this Doubao Competition continues to win the championship, he will win two consecutive championships, then, to get the position of the chairman again, it seems that he can get his hands on it.

Jiang Youfu gestured to Fang Shuai, which meant to ask Fang Shuai to make trouble, and after the meeting, Fang Shuai walked to the front and said to Wu Laodao.

"Elder Wu, I think you should not get caught in the rain here, be careful of catching a cold."

"Yes, it's raining, I think you'd better go back first." Zhao Wenyou is also worried.

"Xiao Zhao, I told you, hurry up and put out all the paintings, why don't you understand!" Wu Lao was already a little angry and was pounding the ground with his crutches, Han Chong could understand why Wu Lao was so eager to see the painting, maybe it was the same mood as Tu Lao and Ning Lao, who couldn't put down such a treasure and never forgot it.

"Director Zhao, you can put the painting out."

"Han Chong, I think you are doing whatever it takes to win this championship, and you don't care about Wu Lao's body at all." As if he had caught Han Chong's truth, Fang Shuai said slyly.

Han Chong didn't explain anything, and Wu Lao directly burst into a foul mouth, "You shut up for me." ”

"Xiao Zhao, didn't you hear me, hurry up and paint."

Wu Lao's body began to tremble slightly, and he coughed twice, Han Chong would hold Wu Lao tightly in his arms, as if he loved his own child, and the organizing committee immediately sent an umbrella, Han Chong opened the umbrella and covered Wu Lao from the wind and rain.

Zhao Wenyou presented the painting, as soon as the picture came to the wind, after the blow, the cold river began to change, and then, as before, in the rain, the picture of drinking, the picture of farewell friends has a dynamic extension, with the change of the picture, the rain between heaven and earth has become turbulent.

The water droplets hanging between the curtain of heaven and earth were fierce like a lion, hitting the umbrella, snapping, and falling to the ground, as if with a sense of anger.

"Elder Wu, it's raining so hard, why don't we go back?"

Zhao Wenyou didn't dare to say it, this would be something that Han Chong whispered in Wu Lao's ear, because he had already felt that Wu Lao's body was starting to cool a little.

If you look at it like this, the old man will really be unbearable.

Wu Lao shook his head stubbornly, his body was weak, but his eyes were full of strength. He looked straight at the painting and muttered, although his voice was weak, Han Chong could hear it clearly.

"I've seen the picture of Hanjiang Farewell Friends, I've seen the Hanjiang picture, and I've also seen the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup picture, but I just haven't seen the picture of the four friends drinking.

Wu Lao said as he burst into tears.

Han Chong was intrigued, especially the picture of the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup, the whereabouts of which may indicate the traces of the four cups. "Elder Wu, have you ever seen the Four Seasons Moonlight Cup?"

At the same time, a thunderous click resounded through the heavens and the earth...

The sound of the rain is getting stronger, I don't know why it is so fierce today, like a sharp sword, and after the rain, thunder sounds. The thunder hit the sky and sank into the bottom of his heart, Wu Lao's body followed a huge tremor, and in the next second, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth. (To be continued)