Li Nannan copied it with his right hand and grabbed the thing in his hand.

The heavy hand is very falling, and it is the iron plate that Yang Xiao took away.

The iron plate was the size of Ham's son's palm, oval, and about a centimeter thick.

The corners of the iron plaque are all arc-shaped to prevent the hand from being cut.

The moment he got it, if it wasn't for the wrong weight, Li Nannan suspected that he had taken a piece of ink jade.

Only jade will give people a mellow feel after starting.

Based on this alone, Li Nannan can conclude that the material of the iron plate is not made of ordinary iron.

According to the falling feel of the iron card, this should be a fast black iron.

The so-called dark iron is actually a meteorite that falls from the sky, and the density is quite large, so it is heavy.

But the dark iron is basically cold to the tentacles.

Just like the remnant army thorn that Xie Laosi passed to Li Nannan, it was made of 10,000-year-old black iron at the bottom of the sea, with great density and indestructible, even in the dog days of hot summer, it was cold.

But this iron plate, which should have been Xuantie, can give people the obvious feel of warm jade.

That's weird.

Li Nannan had never heard of which piece of dark iron would have the characteristics of warm jade.

However, it is normal for nature, especially these strangers from outside the world, to have such unreasonable characteristics.

There's really no need, just to figure out what kind of material it is, you have to spend your brains.

In the professional habit of appreciating antiques, Li Nannan first determined the material, which turned out to be something that he couldn't understand, and then began to look at what was on the iron plate.

There is a painting on one side.

On one side is the word.

According to the rules of the antique industry, the side that has a painting is the front.

Looking at the reverse side first, it is also done by truly appreciating everyone.

Li Nannan is just reading words.

On the reverse side of the iron plate, there is only one small seal of the word "person".

Well, the glyph in small seal font is actually exactly the same as the glyph in simplified character.

Even people who don't appreciate things can recognize this word.

The herringbone is yang-engraved.

It is the font protruding from the iron card a few millimeters, and every mahjong master can also touch this word with his eyes closed.

The word "human" is really nothing to study.

By the dawn of the eastern sky, Li Nannan looked at the front of the iron plate.

With just one glance, his brow jerked.

Immediately, Yang Xiao, who was hiding behind the grass curtain, asked: "What do you see?" ”

"Nothing."

Li Nannan said casually and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hehe, you see first. After reading it, it's best not to be perfunctory to me. Otherwise, the consequences will be guessed for yourself. ”

Li Nannan was very disgusted by Yang Xiao's stinky problem of threatening at every turn.

But I can't help it.

Beat and can't beat people, there is nowhere to escape, and there are two women and a child in his hands, Li Nannan can have any good way except to be obedient and be a gutless rat?

The only way to do what he says is that.

The obverse of the iron plaque, as opposed to the reverse, is engraved in the shadow.

The depth of the yin engraving, and the height of the yang engraving, should be the same height.

It's like using a water press press machine to smash a painting on the front and protrude a character on the back.

The reason why this painting shocked Li Nannan's tiger body was because he knew the person who carved it.

It's a woman.

Ancient Chinese maids.

The maid carried a small flower hoe in her left hand and a flower basket in her right hand, looking straight ahead at a forty-five degree angle.

Not far in front of her was a three-legged bronze tripod-shaped incense burner.

There are three sticks of incense in the incense burner.

Around the incense burner, there are some seemingly messy patterns, like a pile of small snakes crawling around.

Li Nannan was sure that if he stared at those patterns with wide eyes, it wouldn't be long before he would feel nauseated, vomiting, and his heart beating wildly.

Because of this costumed maid on the iron plate, he had seen it as early as last year when he was in the gray valley of Myanmar.

Except for the wrong size, everything else is the same.

Li Nannan was also sure that if the bastard who stole his "family heirloom" could send the scroll and compare it with the maid on the iron plate, he would find that even the veins on the incense burner would not be half a difference.

It's not a big deal to compare the real thing, draw it on a scroll with a pen, and with enough patience, you can copy it exactly the same.

Amazingly, the painting carved on the iron plaque the size of a baby's palm is exactly the same as the one on the scroll.

Did the iron plate copy the scroll, or did the scroll copy the iron card?

Or is it that the person who portrayed the painting compared the real thing and copied it on the scroll and the iron tablet, respectively?

Either way, it's quite surprising.

Li Nannan picked up the iron plate, put it in his mouth, and tried to bite it hard with his teeth.

When I took it out again, there was not even the slightest bite mark.

Boss Li's bite force is quite strong, and he almost bit off Yang Xiao's buttocks, right?

"Is this Darksteel?"

Yang Xiao's annoying voice came out from behind the grass curtain again.

It may be that he has also been trained all night, scared and bitten, physically and mentally exhausted, and his voice is a little hoarse and a little sharp—in short, something unpleasant.

Deserve.

It is better to have an inflamed throat and a high fever that killed a bird.

Li Nannan had just finished scolding in his heart, and he was depressed again.

Judging from the fact that Yang Xiao was able to successfully make Ham give birth smoothly, it proves that his medical skills are quite awesome.

Although there has always been a saying in the Chinese medicine industry that "doctors can't treat themselves", I haven't heard of a few Chinese medicine masters who died of throat inflammation.

"It should be Darksteel."

Li Nannan weighed the iron card with his hand, and said hesitantly: "But it's not an ordinary dark iron, it seems to come from Mars, and after a thousand years, you can still feel the temperature on that planet." ”

"Seriously, as if you're really sure it's from Mars."

"Then trouble Yang Ren and Yang Daxia to tell the contemptible people, what is the material of this iron plate?"

"I don't know."

"The way you answered that I didn't know made me think of an ignorant child."

"Do you have itchy skin?"

"Nope."

"You've seen this woman elsewhere too?"

Yang Xiao disdained to quarrel with Li Nannan anymore, and quickly changed the topic.

Without waiting for Li Nannan to speak, he added another sentence: "If you lie, you woman, your son will be unlucky." ”

"What kind of hero is he who threatens me with women and children?"

"I'm not a hero, I'm just a murderer."

"You're pretty self-aware. Alas. Well, I'll tell you where I've seen this maid. ”

Li Nannan sighed, sat casually on the stone next to the thatched house, looked to the east, and began to tell the story of the scroll.

I don't know if I can return to China alive in this life, and besides, the scroll was stolen again, so there is no need for Li Nannan to hide anything.

There is one thing to say.

It is very rare that after he was stranded on a desert island, for the first time, he did not mix his "personal understanding" when talking to Yang Xiao.

It's lying.

Including, in the woods, by the dappled sunlight shining down from the treetops, when shaking the scroll, he felt that the "little snakes" on the incense burner were alive, and then he had a strong retching, and his heart was beating so terrible, these things were all said as they were.

But he didn't tell Yang Xiao that the iron maid was very similar to a person.

Yue Zitong's mother who made Long Da Shao's heart flutter, Yang Tiantian.

It is also a bit like the female corpse lying in a coffin under the manger of eight hundred frightened horses.

Could it be that the woman in the dream is really my mother?

When Li Nannan thought of this, he wandered out of the world, looking at the rising sun, his eyes were blank.

No more talking.

Yang Xiao didn't urge him anymore, so he quietly accompanied him in a daze.

"Wow!"

When the baby's cry was blown from the coconut grove by the south wind, Li Nannan suddenly shook his head and woke up from his daze.

"You don't know who stole that painting?"

Yang Xiao's voice became more and more ugly, as if he was deliberately pinching his throat.

Li Nannan didn't care.

Even if Yang Xiao's voice is good to hear the yellow bird like that, it will be of use to him?

"If I had known who had stolen my family heirloom, I would have killed his entire family."

Li Nannan said viciously, stood up and left.

"Give me back the iron card."

"It's a broken brand—"

"Don't make me say it a second time."

"What else would you do besides fighting hard?"

Li Nannan pursed his lips and forcefully skimmed the iron plate towards the grass curtain.

The high-speed spinning iron plaque, like a throwing knife, easily pierced the grass curtain.

I didn't hear Yang Xiao's scream after his hand was cut when he caught the iron plate, which made Li Nannan a little disappointed.

I was also a little curious: "Why do you want this brand?" ”

Yang Xiao said lightly: "Because it was originally mine." ”

"What?"

Li Nannan was a little surprised: "The iron card is yours?" Hold a grass, what you said is too uncomprehensible, right? This is Ham—"

Yang Xiao interrupted him again: "I said it's mine, it's mine." Do you still have comments? ”

"Yes, no."

For the sake of not being his opponent, Li Nannan could only swallow his anger, and then said casually: "Fortunately, you didn't say it, the scroll I lost is also yours." ”

"You're right, that scroll is mine too."

After hearing Yang Xiao say this, Li Nannan almost jumped up angrily.

But what Yang Xiao said next made him angry and didn't want to jump: "You lost my scroll, so if you can escape from this ghost place, you have to be responsible for finding it back for me." Otherwise, I'll want you to look good. ”

The feeling of being bullied to such an extent, but Li Nannan didn't even dare to let out a fart, is simply indescribable.

Only a long sigh: "Alas. Tell me, what else is yours? I'll pack it for you later. ”

"I'll tell you when the time comes."

"Dementia."

After finally couldn't help scolding, Li Nannan got up and left: "Fortunately, you didn't say it, I'm yours too." ”

"Li Nannan, you are exceptionally smart today."

"What do you mean?"

Li Nannan, who suddenly realized that something was wrong, stopped and turned around, looking at the grass curtain with vigilant eyes.

"You, too, are mine."

Yang Xiao's unpleasant voice came out slowly from behind the grass curtain.

It's clear.

Ai Weier's two women also said this sentence when they were made to death by Boss Li.

Boss Li readily agreed.

He's just a man with two beautiful women, that's right.

Who dares to say that he is not two beauties, Li Nannan will break that person's leg - except for Yang Xiao.

Boss Li doesn't mind being told by all the beauties in the world that he is hers.

But is Yang Xiao a beauty?

He's just a stinky man who looks too wicked!

Why did he say that Li Nannan was his?

"The surname is Yang, Lao Tzu will tell you solemnly now."

Li Nannan gritted his teeth and said: "Lao Tzu has never been interested in men, and he would rather die than obey you." You're going to die of this heart. ”

"You're mine. You can't run. ”

Yang Xiao seemed to smile sadly, and then said, "Don't let your woman come over." Later, I'll ask her about the iron card later. I'm tired and need to rest. It's best to shut up your little cub and don't disturb me. ”