Gallery, the door is closed.

Wang Gu stood in front of the table, his body trembling more and more.

Wang Xiu stood aside and said nothing.

Ye Bei was still standing in front of a wall, standing with his hands in his hands, quietly admiring the paintings on it......

Long!

Wang Gu suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence, and his voice no longer had the anger and rebelliousness he had before, but all of it was incredible: "Authentic! This "Orchid Pavilion Preface" has strong pen power, three points into the wood, vigorous and powerful, but it reveals peace and nature, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, beautiful and beautiful...... It is clearly the true handiwork of Wang Xizhi and his old man! The most incredible thing is that there is no trace of alteration and smearing on this order, it is completely smooth, a masterpiece made in one go, and even more perfect and real than the one that was collected by the state! ”

When these words came out of Wang Gu's mouth, his body was stunned, and then, he himself was stunned.

Then he shook his head again and again......

"That's not right! Wrong...... This ink is new! The paper cloth is also new, and it is not stamped, he is a fake......"

Keep shaking your head!

"The word is Wang Xizhi's word! Authentic! ”

Talking to himself, muttering constantly.

At this moment, Wang Gu only felt that his worldview had been completely subverted...... I think I am a descendant of Wang Xi, and what I have learned will be difficult to find out with a piece of paper, and I can't distinguish the truth from the false.

"Agu! Eighty years ago, I once met the ancestor! Today, I meet my ancestors again...... Believe it or not, there is always something unusual in this world! It doesn't matter if it's true or not, but its value, you always understand, right? ”

Wang Xiu saw that Wang Gu was almost calm, so he slowly spoke.

Wang Gu held the calligraphy and painting......

He didn't want to believe Wang Xiu's eighty-year name.

But......

When certain facts are put in front of you, you have to believe them even if you don't believe them.

"Sir, how about I hang this calligraphy and painting in front of the store for people to enjoy? If it is a true ancestor, I am willing to be your servant for you to send! Whew, take a deep breath, and in the end, Wang Gu didn't know where he got the courage to look at Ye Bei seriously and spit out such a sentence.

When Wang Xiu heard this, a touch of warm anger flashed in his eyes!

can be a servant for Ye Bei...... This is the blessing that Wang Gu has cultivated for a hundred years, and he even bargained with this kind of thing, he couldn't wait to go up and knock Wang Gu's wooden fish head.

"Yes!"

But fortunately, Ye Bei's voice came immediately.

The voice was faint, and when he said this, Ye Bei did not turn around, nor did he look back.

In fact, he Ye Bei doesn't care about this kind of thing, he has lived too long, and there are countless people and things he has met...... What is this? It couldn't make Ye Bei's mood fluctuate at all.

On the contrary, Ye Bei had a hunch that the calligraphy and painting hanging at the door was the key to meeting the old man again.

"That's good! Sir, I'll hang the picture tomorrow...... However......" Although Wang Gu said this, his tone was obviously softened a lot, but he paused again in the middle of speaking!

On the side, Wang Xiu's body trembled slightly, realized some problems, and immediately answered: "Ancestor! Now that this store is yours, there are some things that you must know! With the advancement of science and technology and the changes of the times, our gallery has gradually lost its business...... There is an antique shop opposite! The boss inside is from out of town, arrogant, and has always wanted to swallow up our store, using all kinds of means...... I even hired someone to splash ink on our paintings hanging in front of our doors several times......"

When he said this, Wang Xiu was very angry.

In this store, there are only two people, him and Wang Gu...... The juniors either went to live in other cities or went abroad, even if they were bullied, these two old people had no power to fight back.

The gallery was able to sustain itself, and luck played a large part in it.

"Hmm!"

Ye Bei listened to it and hummed lightly, indicating that he understood.

"Sir, aren't you worried?" Wang Gu was puzzled.

"Let it be!" Ye Bei's voice was still indifferent: "It's late, you are old, go and rest early!" ”

"I want to bring this word and painting to my room and take a serious look at it!" Wang Gu took the calligraphy and painting in his hand again, this time he moved very lightly and carefully, for fear of breaking it.

Ye Bei: "Okay! ”

After hearing this, Wang Gu put on reading glasses, picked up calligraphy and painting with one hand, held a magnifying glass with the other, stopped being verbose, and walked towards the inner courtyard.

Creak......

When he pushed the door open, he stopped, turned around, and didn't forget to say to Wang Xiu: "Old man!" You also rest early...... If I don't study this calligraphy and painting thoroughly, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep today! ”

"I know!"

Wang Xiu's voice was full of vicissitudes.

Wang Gu left quickly, in a hurry, he really went to fight at night!

In the gallery!

Ye Bei stood with his hands in his hands, and Wang Xiu did not leave, but stood quietly behind him.

"You don't sleep?" After a long time, Ye Bei spoke.

Wang Xiu gritted his teeth, his eyes were cloudy, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint glow of expectation, and he asked tremblingly: "Yingchun is known to be short, so cherish every inch of time...... Ancestor ...... Forgive you for taking the liberty of welcoming spring, you have lived for endless years, can you know the way to continue your life? ”

How to continue life?

Ye Bei didn't answer, looking at an ancient painting of the Qin Dynasty on the wall, in his mind, a long picture of history running through thousands of years slowly unfolded.

On that day, the autumn breeze was bleak, the pond, on the shore, a young man in a white shirt, holding a bamboo pole, was fishing.

A middle-aged man, richly dressed, surrounded by countless guards.

He told the guards to wait at a distance.

He stepped on the muddy path and walked behind the white-shirted young man, leaning on his body, his voice was light, and he didn't dare to offend in the slightest: Sir, I have established an eternal foundation and become the first emperor in the world, but even so, I can't resist the years! I know that my time is short, but I am really unwilling to die, and this time I came, there is only one thing to ask for......"

"Say!" Ye Bei's voice was very soft.

Middle-aged man: "I, I want to live forever!" ”

"No!"

The white-shirted boy shook his head and replied softly.

"Why?" The middle-aged man locked his eyebrows and wanted to be angry, but he didn't dare, so he had to ask softly.

The white-shirted young man flicked his wrist, and a crucian carp hung on the hook, and gently put the fish away and put it into the basin on the side: "Everything in the world has its own laws, and if you go against the sky, you may only get a curse of immortality!" ”

"Sir, I already know!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, thinking that he had received the answer, believing that eternal life existed, and that he needed to go with the flow, find all things, and obtain them by chance.

But I didn't know what Ye Bei meant...... Immortality is a curse! Even he didn't know the answer......

That middle-aged man, surnamed Ying, famous politics!

After leaving that day, he privately sent Xu Fu to lead three thousand boys and girls to take a boat into the sea to seek immortal mountains, and then he didn't know what to do, until Yingzheng was sick and weak, and he didn't appear again!

When you are sick and lying in bed.

Yingzheng was furious, blaming the warlock for being useless, and he couldn't find Ye Bei!

So under Li Si's recital, he ordered the ban and burning of books, stipulating that all historical books should be burned if they were not in the Qin period, and in the end he still ended up regretting...... Later, the burning of books and the pit of warlocks became one of the biggest events in history!

Everyone wants to live forever!

For immortality, the tragedies of history are countless!

After a long time, Ye Bei slowly came back to his senses!

Turn around.

With that indifferent gaze, he looked at Wang Xiu faintly, this spring is over 100 years old, but he is still a layman after all!