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This is a member exhibition of the Collectors Association, and the exhibits are all from the private collections of the members, and the theme is "Bronze". As a result, the exhibition hall brings together bronzes from various eras, which is very difficult for private collectors.

Professor Zhang took me directly to that particular exhibit, and I was both happy and shocked, but also a little unexpected, because this antique was half different from what I had imagined. I thought that someone had stolen the whole piece of coral trees and bells from the submarine tomb, and it was collected and exhibited here. But when I saw the real thing, I found a problem.

The hexagonal bells were the same as the ones I had seen in the submarine tombs, but the tree was wrong, it wasn't a coral tree, although it was of similar height. Hung with hexagonal copper bells is a bronze tree, and the shape and texture are the same as the Qinling Sacred Tree.

It's strange, I've never seen this bronze tree, who and where did I find it?! When I was wondering, Professor Zhang pulled a person up to me and introduced, "Wu Xie, this is the owner of this exhibit, Mr. Sheng." ”

"Hello!" I shook hands with the man, and then asked directly, "May I ask Mr. Sheng, where did you get this bronze tree and these hexagonal copper bells?" After I asked, Mr. Sheng's expression was rather embarrassed, and he just laughed dryly and did not answer directly.

I continued, "Oh, you don't have to worry, I don't have any ill intentions, and I'm not here to investigate you, just curious to ask. ”

Mr. Sheng looked around and made sure that there were not many people in the exhibition hall, so he secretly said to me, "Come with me, it's not convenient here." ”

I can understand, so the three of them went to a small office next to the warehouse, where no one came, and it was very quiet.

After closing the door and sitting down, the surnamed Sheng said in a low voice: "Alas, I can't hide it, now this exhibit is a high-imitation replica, and the real thing is no longer in my hands!" ”

"Huh?! What about the real thing? ”

"Mr. Wu, don't worry, listen to me slowly. The person who sold me this thing called himself Zhang Yancheng, but I don't think that's his real name right now. The inspection transaction was in Beijing, and when I inspected the goods, I was very sure that this was a precious genuine product, and its age should be before the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. I was thrilled to close the deal right away, but then I lost consciousness and passed out. When I woke up, I thought they were going to take my things, but the bronze tree with the hexagonal bells was still there, and I was very grateful. It wasn't until I participated in this exhibition of the association's centennial that I discovered the truth about the package transfer, and it was discovered by the museum researcher when I opened the box. He sighed and stopped talking, and I didn't interrupt him in between, but many thoughts jumped through my mind.

As soon as he was done, I asked, "Did you touch these bells and trees before you fainted?" ”

"Of course I touched it during the inspection."

"And what about when you wake up?"

He remorseed: "Didn't check again! ”

"Mr. Sheng, as far as I know, this ancient bronze artifact has a certain hallucinogenic function, especially when it rings the hexagonal copper bell. Have you contacted the seller 'Zhang Yancheng' after you found out about the fraud? ”

"Of course I did, but I couldn't find him at all! And this bronze tree was personally escorted by me, it is impossible to be transferred on the road, it must be the ghost of the fake 'Zhang Yancheng'! He repeatedly emphasized that he told me this because of Professor Zhang's relationship, but he must not spread it to the outside world, and I must keep it secret.

When he left the museum, Mr. Sheng was not with us because he wanted to participate in the dismantling of the exhibition. I invited Professor Zhang to have breakfast and dinner, on the one hand, to express my gratitude, and on the other hand, to reminisce about the past. Then I caught the last train back to Hangzhou, and sat alone on the train, and I began to think about it quietly by myself.

The first person that popped into my head was Old Itch.