A cool air flow slowly escaped from the base of the porcelain vase, but it was not absorbed by Pixiu in Luo Ping's palm, but followed his arm all the way.

Everywhere he passed, it was like putting ice chips on his arm, which was refreshing.

Never felt this way!

Luo Ping was taken aback, and he was also extremely nervous, remembering the madness of martial arts novels, for fear that this cool air would go wrong, and it would be terrible if he got half of his body.

He didn't dare to move, even his breathing seemed to stop, and his whole mind was immersed in his body, feeling this cool air flow constantly flowing in his body.

His body gradually cooled down, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his whole body trembled slightly from nervousness.

This cool air flowed into his body from the porcelain vase, through his right arm to his chest, and then branched out into several branches, which circled around his body in a radial shape before converging together in his abdomen, like a small cyclone, slowly spinning.

Finally, all the wealth in the porcelain vase was absorbed by him.

At the same time, the cyclone in the body gradually warms up, and as the speed of rotation increases, the air flow gets hotter and hotter.

When he arrived at Zuihou, Luo Ping felt as if he had suddenly jumped out of the ice cave into the hot magma, only to feel as if he was about to burn, and his eyes were red.

If someone came in at this time, they would find him sweating profusely, and his skin was as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Ahh

Luo Ping couldn't stand it anymore, and yelled, wanting to go to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Suddenly, the air currents that swirled rapidly in his abdomen threw a thin line and flew straight towards his left palm.

Luo Ping endured the continuous heat flow, and pressed his left hand on the "Spring Rain Map".

The thin thread followed his left arm to the palm of his left hand.

Luo Ping stared intently at "Spring Rain", for fear of missing a little detail.

I saw an almost invisible yellow air flow coming out of the palm of my left hand, quietly permeating the "Spring Rain Picture" like water, standing upside down, slowly accumulating on the scroll, but not a single bit of it.

As the cyclone in his body continued to get smaller, the yellow air flow above the Spring Rain Diagram became thicker and thicker. When I arrived at Zuihou, "Spring Rain Map" was hazy and unrealistic, as if it was shrouded in a layer of yellow mist.

And Luo Ping's left hand was slowly lifted by this layer of yellow mist and left the "Spring Rain Map".

Suddenly, "Spring Rain" was like a dry sponge, centered on the broken hole, desperately absorbing the pale yellow air flow above, and a small whirlpool even appeared directly above the scroll.

And Luo Ping could also feel a gentle tugging in his hand, as if there was a baby-like little mouth sucking his palm.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scene that made Luo Ping stunned.

I saw that the irregular cracks on the scroll slowly regrouped together, as if a hand had gently smoothed them out...... All this happens to be a rewind replay of the broken process!

After a few minutes, Luo Ping slowly raised his left hand, and his heart was about to jump out of his nervousness.

Look brand-new!

There is no longer any trace of damage in the whole scroll, and even the slightest stain from the past has disappeared!

"It can really be repaired!"

Although he was already mentally prepared, Luo Ping was still shocked by the scene in front of him, because all this had completely subverted all his cognition.

Being able to absorb wealth and hear the inexplicable voices in his head has surprised him many times in a row, but none of them are as intuitive as they are now, and they are so palpable as this time.

"It's like a dream!"

Luo Ping muttered to himself, repeatedly looking at the picture scroll that he had repaired, and was fascinated until his eyes went black and he fell to the ground......

"Luo Ping, if you don't open the door again, I'll slam the door!" Xu Ting slapped the door frame outside.

"It's coming, it's coming." Luo Ping, who had just woken up, was sore all over, and agreed weakly, quickly cleaned up the "Spring Rain Map" on the table, walked over and opened the door.

Xu Ting looked at him suspiciously, then walked to the table and looked at the two porcelain vases on the table.

"Did you steal from someone else?" Xu Ting turned her head to look at Luo Ping, with a solemn expression, "Why do you stink so much?" Got a stinky gutter? ”

Luo Ping couldn't cry or laugh, she was suspected of being a thief when she came back with two bottles, was she so unreliable? I lowered my head and smelled the smell on my body, it really stinks.

"Don't talk nonsense, how could I do something like that!" Luo Ping took off his shirt, revealing a body of strong muscles.

"You don't have a dime on you, where did you get such a beautiful bottle? Besides, it's not like you haven't been a thief, I don't know who stole my underwear all the time in the past few years. Xu Ting sneered.

At this time, Long Xin happened to appear at the door of the room, and when he heard this, he looked at Luo Ping with a small mouth open and a surprised expression.

When Luo Ping saw Long Xin, his face suddenly couldn't hold back, and he said angrily: "You think I like your clothes, I'm here to make money." The money you exchanged for your underwear, zuihou hasn't been robbed of it by you. ”

Speaking of underwear, when I was still in high school, several rich second generations in the school fell in love with Xu Ting, and knew that Luo Ping and she were living in an orphanage, so they paid a high price for Luo Ping to secretly take her underwear out. At that time, it was a time when the orphanage was in difficulty, and Luo Ping agreed without any hesitation.

It's a pity that Xu Ting didn't cooperate at all, and after knowing the truth of the matter, she scolded him and never allowed Luo Ping to enter her room again.

Xu Ting also saw the dragon's heart, so she didn't dwell on the underwear, and continued to ask about the origin of the two porcelain bottles.

Luo Ping picked and talked about the morning's events, only saying that he could go to Pinci Xuan to work in the future, and learn a little knowledge of ancient porcelain identification by the way, without mentioning the matter of spending 200 yuan to buy a porcelain vase.

finally sent them out of the door, but Luo Ping sat at the table and looked at the new "Spring Rain Map" and was stunned.

Xu Ting's words just now touched him.

Since he was taken back to the orphanage by Lao Cao, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. Over the years, Lao Cao has been unmarried, and has used all his ability to take care of Luo Ping and his group of orphans. In Luo Ping's eyes, Lao Cao is their relative.

Due to the private nature of the orphanage, except for a meager subsidy from the street every month, the rest of the financial resources depend on Lao Cao's hard work outside. Luo Ping and Xu Ting were the eldest in a group of children, and when Lao Cao was away, they took on the responsibility of disciplining their younger siblings.

Lao Cao hadn't read much, and the only requirement for their children was that they couldn't steal. Because there was once a child who was hungry and secretly took someone else's cake, and was beaten by the people in the cake shop and his head was bleeding, if Lao Cao hadn't arrived in time, he almost lost his life. Since then, Lao Cao has given them a death order, and if he finds out that anyone is stealing, he will immediately stop asking him.

This point is deeply rooted in Luo Ping's mind.

In the past two years, because Lao Cao is old, few people are willing to ask him to work, the income of the orphanage is decreasing day by day, and the children are almost all yellow and thin, and malnourished, but there is still no child to steal anything to eat.

Now, Luo Ping and Xu Ting have grown up and have been able to reduce some of Lao Cao's burden a little, but it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the increasing cost of the orphanage.

Looking at the "Spring Rain Picture" in front of him, Luo Ping couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Perhaps, it won't be long before I can rely on this magical ability to help the orphanage change its face and get out of the predicament completely!"