Xianghe restaurant, private room.

Wang Gu stood in it with a vigilant face, in addition to him, there were seven other wise old men here!

Outside the door, several bodyguards in black suits were strictly guarded, their eyes were vigilant, and no one wanted to approach without their permission.

In the room, on the round table table, the calligraphy and painting brought by Wang Gu were neatly spread out on it!

But the expressions on the faces of the seven old men were different.

Someone has a solemn face; Some people were full of astonishment; Someone was shocked.

These seven people are none other than Ralph and once well-known archaeologists from seven different countries.

As time passed, the atmosphere in this private room became more and more eerie.

"How's it going, experts? I'll just say it's Wang Xizhi's authentic handiwork...... Our Wang family, but the descendants of Wang Xizhi's ancestors, this is a genuine handiwork that has been handed down from generation to generation, and it has been well preserved through special techniques! If you hadn't come here, I wouldn't have bothered to take it out, have you finished reading it? If the analysis is finished, I'll take it! ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more silent, Wang Gu felt a little unusual, and took the initiative to speak.

Call......

However, Wang Gu's voice fell, and the seven old men did not react at all.

They were holding magnifying glasses, and one by one they were all lying on the round table, still studying carefully......

Their eyes are like fire, and they are figuring out every word and every detail!

Wang Gu was a little impatient and wanted to take the painting away, but without an accurate appraisal result, he was unwilling, so he had to stand aside and continue to wait.

Time passes!

In the private room, sweat continued to ooze from the foreheads of the seven old men.

Even Ralph is no exception......

An hour, in a flash.

Finally, the archaeologist of the Huaxia Kingdom was the first to speak, his voice trembling slightly, and his tone was full of unprecedented affirmation: "This is indeed Wang Xizhi's true work!" When he said this, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Wang Gu, as if he wanted to see through Wang Gu completely.

"The handwriting is indeed the real thing! But don't forget, the real "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is a national treasure in the Forbidden City Museum of Huaxia...... If that's true, then what's the other one? Ralph followed closely, his eyes burning, and when he said this, his eyes were extremely deep.

After saying this, the private room became silent again.

Oh, yes......

The reason why everyone studied for an hour was because there were many questions that had not yet been solved.

"There is really no problem with the handwriting, and I once had the privilege of studying Wang Xizhi's font at the Palace Museum...... Exactly the same, the same details! This kind of thing can't be imitated! Someone spoke again.

"The only question now is why Wang Xizhi's words appear on modern paper and cloth?" Someone locked his eyebrows and said casually.

Well?

When this sentence was finished, the atmosphere in the private room solidified again.

These people came to the ancient town to solve that puzzle......

This question, if superimposed on that puzzle...... Isn't everything unraveled?

Whew......

So, these seven old men, this time, they directly put all their eyes on Wang Gu, and their eyes were like fire, all crazy!

……

Ancient Street, No. 32, Gallery!

Ye Bei picked up the black paper, and the words on it were actually very simple, there were only three: auction hall!

Ye Bei looked at it seriously, and his face was extremely indifferent.

However, when he looked at it, his thoughts couldn't help but drift away again, as if in this reincarnation, in the dark, there was always a thread that was involved in all this.

Immortality is an indescribable loneliness.

All familiar things, familiar people, will quietly change......

And in this loneliness, the thread that appeared unconsciously became his greatest interest in Ye Bei's pursuit of the mystery of immortality.

Ninety thousand years ago, the boy opened the paper cloth, his eyes were gloomy, and there were only a few simple words on it: Nantianmen!

70,000 years ago, the young man pushed away the bamboo slip, his eyes were faint, and there were only a few simple words on it: west of the Yellow River!

Two thousand years ago, the young man opened the silk, his eyes were soft, and there were only a few simple words on it: Xianyang Street!

Those locations, after he Ye Bei passed, he would meet the old man in no more than three days, which seemed to have quietly formed a convention!

"This time, is it still the same?"

After a long time, Ye Bei came back to his senses and whispered softly.

And the black paper he was holding, with a flick of it, instantly turned into powder and disappeared, leaving no trace.

Chirping......

Just when Ye Bei was seriously thinking about whether to go, the small door connecting the lobby to the backyard was pushed open with a squeak.

The person who pushed the door was Wang Xiu.

He was too old, he had just woken up, and his eyes were a little hazy......

But the pale hair is still meticulously combed.

He is an extremely serious person.

Wang Xiu poked out his head, the luster on his forehead was a little dark, and after seeing Ye Bei sitting in it, he pondered for a second, and then walked in: "Ancestor, can you see Agu?" ”

"He's out!" Ye Bei spoke indifferently.

Wang Xiu frowned slightly: "Could it be that Agu really took the calligraphy and paintings to those people in the antique auction house?" ”

"Hmm!" Ye Bei light um.

After hearing this, Wang Xiu knew that his guess was true, his face was a little angry, and he shook his head unceremoniously and scolded: "This bastard...... This kind of thing is also done! I'm a lot older, why can't I see through it! Is this going to exchange money? ”

Ye Bei didn't answer.

"Ancestor...... Please don't blame him, he's still young, and he can't think enough about many things, so I'll go over there and get him back! Seeing that Ye Bei was silent, Wang Xiu continued, his body was stiff, and he walked towards the outside of the store with a single step!

"No!" Ye Bei spoke at this time, and his voice was cold.

Wang Xiu paused, turned around, and looked at Ye Bei suspiciously: "Ancestor? ”

Ye Bei: "He should be kept at this moment!" There are some causes and effects, and every nail will appear...... It's useless to go now, wait! ”

"Yingchun doesn't quite understand!" Wang Xiu was puzzled.

Rumble......

As soon as Wang Xiu's words fell, there was a muffled sound at the door of the gallery.

The door to the gallery was kicked open.

Wang Xiu immediately turned around and looked out the door......

And Ye Bei looked indifferent, as if everything had been expected by him.

Outside the door...... There are three young people standing!

One person was wearing a white vest, there was not much muscle on his body, and he looked skinny.

One person has red hair, like a flame, and his appearance is deliberately fierce, but it gives people a funny feeling.

And the person standing at the front, kicking the door, was wearing ripped jeans, short hair from labor reform, and a silver-white stud earring in his left ear, which reflected an unruly look in the light of dusk.

It's just that the young man didn't expect to kick the door open with one kick, and when he stood at the door, his expression was still a little stunned, but he quickly reacted, looked at Wang Xiu, and said in an unkind tone: "Hey? This shop belongs to Old Man Wang, right? Old guy, are you his family? ”

Wang Xiu's brows tightened.

"You don't have to look at me like this, I have something to inform you......" The young man's eyes were full of disdain: "Old man Wang took the fake national treasure-level cultural relics and went to the auction house to make trouble...... Now he has been arrested by the security guard over there, but he doesn't admit that he made the calligraphy and painting, so please find out...... Otherwise, he is also a lot old, and I don't know what kind of suffering he will suffer! There was a hint of menace in his tone.

When the sound fell, there was silence in the gallery!

(PS: Recommend a good book: Crazy Daughter Country)