An ordinary mural was painted on the wall, Liu Yang was surprised that the mural was more than a meter high from the ground, and a piece of wall skin about one foot long and half a foot high had fallen, and the place after the fall revealed a mural with bright colors, and the content of this painting was nothing else, it was the brand that Liu Yang was holding in his hand, the pattern was exactly the same, and the score was exactly the same, but it was strung with a thin rope and hung on something like a belt. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The middle-aged man looked at Liu Yang and the fat man with a smile, and said after a minute: "You know what this brand is for, right?" ”

Liu Yang took out the sign from his trouser pocket again, and compared it seriously, but it was still the same, and the fat man was also amazed.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Liu Yang looked up at the middle-aged man, "Is this painting a painting from the Ming Dynasty?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Where do I know where to go!" As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to grab Liu Yang's arm, pulled him and walked out of the door, and said as he pulled: "Okay, let's see it, you also know what that thing is and where it came from, you can go!" ”

Liu Yang was afraid that the black on his hand would be smeared on the sleeve of his clothes, so he hurriedly broke free of his hand, and said unhappily: "What do you mean!" Let's just look at a little mural and we're done? ”

The middle-aged man stopped suddenly, staring at Liu Yang with small eyes, "Then what do you want?" This sign is obviously a waist card, and isn't it from this mural? What else is not being told to you? ”

Liu Yang understood that this person really coaxed them as fools, but there was a real clue on the mural, and he couldn't give up just like that, frowned, took out the last 50 yuan, and shook it in front of him: "You let us peel off the upper layer of the wall, look at the painting below, and I'll give you all the money!" ”

The middle-aged man's eyes didn't leave the money in Liu Yang's hand, his small eyes were dripping and turning, and he looked at it like he was making a small calculation, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Liu Yang and said: "I'm afraid it's not easy to pick up, don't look at this thing, it's not very painted, but it is also filed with the Cultural Bureau!" ”

Seeing that he said so resolutely, Liu Yang couldn't help but be a little angry, and was about to shake his hand away, but the fat man next to him grabbed his shoulder and smiled at the middle-aged man: "If you don't let it be picked, how did that piece of wall skin fall off?" ”

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he muttered: "That's different, that's not what I accidentally touched yesterday, who knows that there are other paintings ...... below"

The fat man snorted coldly, "If you touch it, you will drop it, and if you pick it up, let's see if we can give you money, why not?" If you don't let us pick it up, we'll report you to the Cultural Affairs Bureau in the afternoon! ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he seemed to be frightened, and looked at the two of them in a daze, when Liu Yang shook the money violently and asked in an aggravated tone, "Okay?!" ”

The middle-aged man shuddered, took Liu Yang's hand, walked to the corner, and whispered: "Little brother, to tell you the truth, don't look at our small temple, but the things in this house are all antiques!" It's worth it! But if you really want to take a look at the mural below, it's not impossible, but ......" After speaking, he looked at Liu Yang with a pair of sly eyes and a smile.

Liu Yang didn't figure out what he meant, and the fat man standing next to him continued: "You say, how much money do you want!" We don't have any money anyway! ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of disappointment, and he said stupidly: "What are you pretending to be if you don't have money!" Let's go! ”

The fat man had a lot of strength, twisted his hand with his backhand, and said in a domineering mouth: "The master has no money, I didn't say that there is no money at home!" You give me honesty, otherwise the money you just gave you will be taken back! After speaking, he threw the middle-aged man's hand hard, and the middle-aged man stood against the wall.

The frightened eyes flashed, and soon they were replaced by cunning, the middle-aged man smiled, patted the gray on his hand and said, "Scare me? Try it again? After speaking, he stretched out a palm and said in a fierce voice: "Five thousand yuan, don't think about it even if it's less!" ”

The fat man took a step forward with his left foot, raised his right foot, and seeing that he was about to kick up, Liu Yang hurriedly grabbed his hand and shook his head to signal him not to be impulsive.

The middle-aged man had already covered his head with his hands, but when he heard that the fat man suddenly stopped moving, he put down his hand and saw that the two were glaring at him, and a sneering smile returned to his face, looking at the two of them with his head held high as if provocatively.

Liu Yang can't help it, fighting with him will definitely beat him half to death, but the strong dragon is not yet the head snake, this unfamiliar place, if there is a real conflict, the ghost knows what the consequences will be, it is better to take a step back for the time being, observe the situation, and then find a way to outwit.

After making up his mind, Liu Yang ignored the middle-aged man, pulled the fat man and turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

The old man at the door was still sitting on the threshold, and when he saw the two of them coming out of the courtyard angrily, he didn't give way, and just watched the two teenagers walk past him.

As soon as he walked out a few steps, Liu Yang heard the sound of the door closing behind him, and when he looked back, the old man at the door was gone, thinking that he had entered the courtyard.

After tossing like this, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, and as soon as the fat man walked back to the road, he shouted that he was hungry, and Liu Yang was also hungry, so he walked towards the small village not far away.

Liu Yang took out the sign as he walked, pondered the mural just now, and soon found a different place, the brand on the mural, there is a circular hole directly above the brand, which is used to string the rope into it, so that it can be hung on the waist, but the two pieces in his hand are completely integrated, not to mention the small hole, not even a raw edge, how to hang on the waist?

Moreover, although the pattern is the same, what is the mural painted and what does this brand represent, even if they open the mural, it is estimated that it will be enough to figure it out.

Just thinking about something, they heard a sound behind them, and the two looked back together, only to see that the old man who was guarding the door was riding a bicycle that was about to fall apart and rushed towards the two.

Soon the bicycle was behind him, the old man pinched the brakes, the bicycle stopped with a rattle, the old man wiped the beads of sweat on his head, smiled at the two, and said breathlessly: "You two are interested in that painting?" ”

Liu Yang didn't understand what the old man meant, so he nodded at him.

The old man stood up straight with his bicycle, smiled with the two of them, and then said, "You two are out of two thousand? Too little, can you have more? ”

Liu Yang was stunned for a moment, what two thousand? The middle-aged man said that it was obviously five thousand, and even if it was two thousand, what does it have to do with you, an old man?

As if he understood Liu Yang's careful thoughts, the old man clasped his hands together, bowed to the two of them and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is the twenty-second generation abbot of Kaiyuan Temple, his legal name is Huiguang, and he has seen two donors!" ”

At this time, Liu Yang and the fat man were really shocked.