Xue Lang settled down and let everyone have a brief rest, and then, at dawn, rushed to this clean position, gathered everyone, and began to teach with iron fingers.

In the future, it will not be possible for them to carry weapons, so the necessary means of saving their lives are indispensable.

Zhang Ming and they are already proficient and still participate in training, including concealment of breath, including the use of hidden weapons, and cramming indoctrination, and it is expected that within three months, it will be good to be able to use actual combat.

For three days in a row, everyone did not train in vain and black, mad demon slashing, they did not learn again, but Zuo Boyang handed over a set of lighter knife techniques, and the use of short knives with daggers was all new routines.

Zhang Ming, of course, they are happy, the more the same, the more sure they are of self-preservation.

Xue Lang didn't leave immediately, in fact, because the cultural relics to be studied abroad had not yet been completed.

He wants to let all the words He Lao remember go around abroad, come back from studying abroad, and get his diploma back.

In this way, not to mention that it is handed down from generation to generation, no matter what you excavate and steal, there is a fire paint seal from the customs, and this cultural relic is legal.

However, he did not simply want to let the cultural relics study abroad, but the process of making a fake study abroad, so that these treasures were covered with a layer of extraordinary means to get them back, and he did not dare to expose them.

For example, Huang Tingjing came back from the United States, and the person who collected it was prominent, did you steal it back, and dare to blatantly put up an exhibition? The high-level of the United States, those with identity are afraid that they have seen this treasure, people are justified, and they don't give it to the war, and the country sends people all over the world to steal it, maybe there are still people who attack it.

If it is small, it is a cultural relic, and if it is big, it will damage the country's image, and it will also lead to suspicion of all countries.

Are the people who possess such items ordinary people? You stole it back, or snatched it back, or simply made a scene of murder and goods, which rose to national security. Not only has China's national credibility been questioned, but it is feared that it will lead to joint condemnation.

If you can't find an opportunity, why don't you take the opportunity to make it bigger?

Therefore, Xue Lang personally dared to exhibit and promote, and the museum did not dare to take this risk. Once investigated, it is a personal item, and whether it is arrested or sentenced has nothing to do with the will of the state.

On the fifth day of the emergency training, whether it was learned later or before, everyone memorized the basic routines, and it was only time.

Early in the morning of the sixth day, Xue Lang did not go to the training position again, but changed his appearance, a middle-aged man who was not very eye-catching, and came directly to Liu Yucheng's room.

At this time, a large piece of paper was spread out on the table of the boss of Liu Yucheng's room, and it was the Lanting Collection Order.

The appreciation badge on it, as well as the color of the paper, look really old at a glance.

It's a pity that it's over as soon as you look at the words on it, and the words on it are not miserable, but they are absolutely apprentice-level.

If this is seen by antique lovers, it must be stupid.

This word takes a lot of work, and the professional technique is old, isn't this a disease? Even the mallet can be seen at a glance, whose money are you fooling? The cost of the old can't be recovered, and the cocoon paper is the same as the real one.

Xue Lang stood in front of the table, looking at this Lan Ting Jixu, who was the same size and very similar in appearance, and shook his head secretly.

Liu Yucheng was still nervously busy, constantly rubbing a long wooden box with a cloth, and his expression was focused.

Xue Lang couldn't help but smile when he saw him working so hard: "As for it, isn't it just a backdoor, why do you put so much effort into it?" ”

Liu Yucheng said without raising his head: "You don't understand, this is the back door that went out, but the one who came back is genuine, if it is not exactly the same, how can you deceive He Lao with such a sharp eye?" ”

Xue Lang didn't bother anymore, anyway, this matter was nine out of ten, he just took a trip, covered the things with fire paint, and took them back with him.

Seeing that Liu Yucheng was still busy for a while, he turned his head to look at the things that had been made on the Bogu shelf next to him.

When he saw the golden box with gems on it, he raised his eyebrows, walked straight over, and opened it carefully.

As soon as he opened it, his eyes lit up.

Inside is Sima Xiangru's bamboo slips, and the box is really made of gold. He couldn't be mistaken, the gems were real.

It seems that this is really a collection of Little Britain!

Xue Lang knew that this box was afraid of being a Western European boutique object that was brought back from the Charana River, and the old object was still, although it was nondescript to use it to hold bamboo slips, it proved that this was obtained by collectors in Little Britain many years ago, or it was royal, otherwise, this kind of box is worth millions, tens of millions, how can ordinary people have it? Also used to hold bamboo slips?

Really thoughtful......

Xue Lang muttered to himself, covered the silk cloth of the Yuan Dynasty that he got from the cicada, and fastened the lid.

This bamboo slip, at least the Yuan Dynasty that will flow out has not run, modern, want to retain the Yuan Dynasty cloth brocade, and there is no tomb flooding soil marks are impossible. And most of them dare not touch it, how can it be like the cloth in the box, well preserved and not decaying?

And if you go in person, no one will doubt that you have the ability to sneak into the secret. At the beginning, whether it was Guo Tai or Qiu Liming in the later period, their residences were heavily guarded and they could sneak in secretly, so it was normal to use means to obtain them illegally.

As soon as he fastened the lid of the box, Liu Yucheng raised his head and said, "You can't bring a knife here, at most you have a ring and gloves, and you can't even bring a gold needle to avoid trouble." ”

Xue Lang smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, sir, I'm not going to fight, I'm just traveling." ”

"Okay."

Liu Yucheng said that he was about to continue to be busy, and suddenly remembered that Xue Lang should leave, so he said: "Mr. Xue, you can leave first after packing up your Lisuo, and you will leave after an hour." ”

Don't say it sooner......

Xue Lang pursed his lips, glanced at the box that didn't seem to be finished yet, and said, "Okay, then I'll go first." ”

As he spoke, he left the room at the moment when Liu Yucheng nodded.

Out of the room, Zuo Boyang nodded, turned his head and left, and went straight to Zhang Ming and them in the back.

Xue Lang wants to go alone, he doesn't need people on this trip, Zuo Boyang still has to train those people, and today, it is also the official start of the class, he must stay at home.

Xue Lang's departure was extremely secretive, and he didn't even tell Jin Teng, so he quietly went straight to the airport, and an hour and a half later, he got on the plane and left.

At home, after he left, the box processed by Liu Yucheng went to country T, and from there he went straight to the small island country, although it was a little troublesome, but it was absolutely safe, and there was no need to go through the official route.

He Lao, how could he never have thought that the photo he saw was actually in Xue Lang's hand, and he also wanted to take special means to get it back, even if he hid it, it was a national treasure home, right?

However, since Xue Lang took it, he completely believed in Xue Lang and believed that he could come back with something.