Fang Wenchong lit the candles, hung up the calligraphy and paintings one by one, tasted and appreciated them one by one, even if it was a fake, Fang Wenchong would carefully observe and seek the finishing touch.

When Fang Wenchong approached an ancient picture with a candle, his eyes widened. It was a landscape painting master Yan Liben's "Landscape Pastoral Picture" in the early Tang Dynasty. In the distance is the ancient temple of the deep forest, and the near view is the pine branches and trees, and the wind and snow of the Banqiao. A guest in the middle, looking down, staggered by on a donkey, and his form was desolate. In the middle scene, a zigzag clear spring, the lower can be connected to the splashing stream to help the loop, and the upper can be extended to the window to continue the ancient temple...... The whole picture gives people a sense of frustration and sadness everywhere!

Fang Wenchong was stunned. He looked at his life experience from the painting, as if he was in the scene, and became the donkey passerby, and he couldn't help but feel desolate and weep sadly.

When Fang Wenzhong was immersed in it and was grieving, the old rich man Zhou Xing, who had woken up from a coma for some time, secretly gave Mrs. Zhou a look, and Mrs. Zhou immediately understood, and helped Zhou Xing to gnaw the rope with perseverance with her mouth. The old rich man of Zhou Xing quietly loosened his ties, but he didn't stand up, and rushed out of the door openly, but lay on the ground and crawled out at a snail-like speed.

After escaping and ascending to heaven, Zhou Xing immediately ran all over the front and rear courtyards and summoned the family members who were keeping vigil. The family immediately surrounded the master bedroom.

"Fang Wenchong, the old man already knows your identity, you have been surrounded, hurry up and release my wife, raise your hand and surrender, surrender the gun, the old man has not happened in this matter, what do you think!" After Zhou Xing yelled at the house, his intestines were about to turn green.

A surprised shout came from the house: "Straight lady thief, when did you escape?"

The old man Zhou Xing was suddenly full of black lines, it turned out that this guy was still addicted to calligraphy and painting, and he never found himself fleeing, he knew that the old man took advantage of the stall that this guy was not paying attention to, and rushed in to save his wife with lightning speed.

It's a pity that there is no regret in this world that the medicine is sold, there is rat poison, but this medicine, Zhou Laocai didn't dare to touch the nail cover so little.

Saying that, Fang Wenchong came to his senses, and when he saw this, he grabbed his wife in a hurry, jumped out of the door, and said loudly: "I'm just a thief, just asking for money?" I don't want to kill anyone! If you want to keep your wife, don't do it! ”

Zhou Xing stroked his beard, his face was uncertain, but he hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep breath and ordered the family to take a few steps back.

Seeing that the situation had eased slightly, Zhao Zhong was also greatly relieved. He glanced at Zhou Xing and asked, "Master Zhou, do you know why someone in my room is suffering today?" ”

"For this painting!" Zhou Xing pointed to the "Pastoral Landscape" in Fang Wenchong's hand and answered honestly.

"Do you recognize the painting?" Zhao Zhong asked again.

Zhou Xing was quite amused when he saw that the thief had asked such a thing at such a time, and said with a sigh of relief: "This is the authentic work of Yan Liben in the early Tang Dynasty, "Pastoral Landscape Map", I won't tell you, in this big cabinet, only this painting is genuine!"

Zhou Xing is telling the truth, this "Pastoral Landscape Map" has been treasured by the Zhou family for many years, and it is just for the sake of confusion with the fake painting bought by Duan Mingyu.

"Tell me what's so good about it?" Fang Wenchong looked at Zhou Xing, who was quite wealthy, and asked provocatively.

Zhou Xing is just a rich man, but he can write his own name, and he only knows the surface of celebrity calligraphy and painting, but he doesn't know the inside, so he naturally can't say a word, and he can't help but blush.

Ahem, at this time, Fang Wenchong felt that there was a certain "skill itch" that made him feel hot, and began to be condescending, showing off like a river: "Master Yan Liben is a well-deserved master of landscape and pastoral in the early Tang Dynasty. Believe it or not, the lines are forcefully cut and cut without any hesitation. The branches are also nail-headed rat tails, the frustrations are distinct, the mountain bones are craggy, and the pen is exposed...... "As he spoke, Fang Wenchong seemed to have forgotten his own situation, and he naturally let go of Mrs. Zhou's hand, and subconsciously unfolded the "Landscape Pastoral Map", and began to point and point, feeling a burst of emotion......

Zhou Xing and all the family members were dumbfounded, all of them were dumbfounded, their eyes were demented, and they were amazed by the fearless obsession of this strange thief. Fang Wenchong slowly rolled up the painting as he spoke, and said to Zhou Xing, who was still stunned: "This painting has become a rare treasure now, and it can top half of your family property!" You shouldn't mix it with a bunch of fakes, you should treasure it, love it! Saying that, he actually handed over the "Landscape Pastoral Map" to Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing respectfully took the painting, as if he was receiving a treasure, and caressed it to his chest.

Zhou Xing patted the shoulder of the owner of the Zhou family and arranged: "Do you know that framing is the most insect erosion, remember to put it in the camphor wood box!" ”

"Wake up, wake up, the old man will definitely wake ......up," Zhou Xing hurriedly agreed.

As soon as Zhou Xing finished speaking, Fang Wenchong suddenly grabbed Zhou Xing's arm, put a knife on Zhou Xing's neck again, and said with a smile: "Let someone give me the money, how about you give me a ride?" ”

Zhou Xing came to his senses at this time, but he had been taken hostage by Fang Wenchong, and his heart was suddenly cold. At this time, even if Zhou Laocai was unwilling, he had to let the family Ding bring the silver money that had been opened, and the servants of the family, as well as the old man Zhou Xing, who was tightly detained by Fang Wenchong, respectfully sent Fang Wenchong out of the door.

When he walked to the door of Zhou's mansion, Fang Wenchong suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Zhou for sending me, but I have to say that the painting that your brother is holding is a fake, which was copied by my father!" The real thing is still in my house! The family is very poor in money, but I really don't want to sell this heirloom treasure, in order to keep the authentic product, pass it on to future generations, I would rather steal, and I am reluctant to make a move! Today's rì matter, please bear with Brother Zhou a little more......"

Only then did Zhou Xing suddenly realize, and he threw the painting scroll far away, and said angrily: "You thief, you are really too deceitful......

Fang Wenchong took a step forward, picked up the painting, didn't even want the money, threw it back to Zhou Xing, clasped his hands into fists, shook it at the master of the Zhou family a few times, and then disappeared into the night......

Fang Wenchong escaped from the Zhou Mansion, and was discovered by the hussar eyeliner laid by Duan Mingyu at the first time, and there were three encirclements, and this guy really couldn't escape for a while.

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