"I'll go out for a while. Chen Jing greeted Lu Yanyan and walked out.

"Sir, have you eaten?"

When he got outside, Chen Jing said politely to the old man.

"No need, you're welcome, I've eaten it. You looked unwell last night, are you fine?" the old man asked gently.

"Oh, it's nothing, just get some sleep. ”

"Was that policeman a relative of yours last night?" asked the old man curiously.

Part of the reason why he left in a hurry last night was because he saw Liu Qisheng in a police uniform.

"Well, it's not a relative, it's just a regular customer. ”

"Oh, that's good, that's good......" The old man's tone seemed to be slightly gratifying.

Chen Jing couldn't help but laugh, and said in his heart that this was like a criminal's tone.

But he said: "Uncle Liu is very good, you don't have to be afraid of him." But what is the matter with you coming here today?"

Speaking of this, Chen Jing asked curiously: "By the way, old man, what is the origin of the painting you showed me last night?"

"This painting ......" the old man pondered slightly, thought for a while, and then said: "This painting was accidentally collected from the people, and it is precisely because it is a bit mysterious, but not everyone can see this mystery. That's why I'm letting you see it too. By the way, after you watched it last night, you really didn't see anything special?"

The old man's mood at the moment is much calmer and calmer than last night.

After Chen Jing looked at the painting last night, the painting unexpectedly moved on its own.

The old man was very excited at that time, grabbing Chen Jing's arm, and he was almost incoherent.

"I ......" Chen Jing also wanted to tell everything he saw, including the [White Crane Breath Method].

He felt that the [White Crane Breathing Method] came from that picture, and that picture belonged to this old man. If you have gained benefits, you should also share them with the elderly.

However, the old man's words just now suddenly triggered the feedback of accuracy.

After the old man finished speaking, several red fonts suddenly appeared in front of Chen Jing's eyes - [Accuracy 0%]!

This situation is a bit abnormal, in the past, the accuracy rate appeared, Chen Jing asked his own questions, and then the results could be obtained.

But this time, it took the initiative.

What is the reason for this?

If the accuracy rate is 0, that is to say, what the old man said just now is false.

He's lying!

Could it be that when someone lies to themselves, the accuracy rate will automatically be recognized?

Could it be that the painting was not collected from the people, but came from the wrong place? Just now he also asked Uncle Liu if he had a ghost in his heart who had broken the law?"

Chen Jing asked three questions in his heart.

Then, the red font with accuracy reappears - [100% accuracy]!

[100% accuracy]!

[100% accuracy]!

'Really!'

After learning this result, Chen Jing's previous thoughts about sharing were also reined.

Since that painting came from the wrong way, and since this old man has also committed crimes, it is best to beware of this kind of person.

Chen Jing knows deeply that not all old people are kind-hearted, and many are also kind-hearted. Just like Zhang Junnian.

Immediately, he replied "very sincerely": "After looking at that painting last night, I just felt that my head was swollen and painful, as if there was indeed something in that painting, but it was unacceptable to me." So I don't really see anything special. ”

"Is that so?" said the old man, slightly regretful.

He had studied the painting for 20 years, and he believed that the mystery in it was not so easy to be seen.

And what Chen Jing said seemed to be reasonable, so he didn't doubt it.

"If you have time in your spare time, you might as well go to my place and have another look, maybe you can see some mysteries. The old man said again.

"Okay. Chen Jing should also be down for the time being.

"The location of my house is in the antique street, a shop called [Juguang Pavilion]. You are welcome to come at any time. After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and left.

But at this moment, Dai Xinliang, who was eating noodles in the store, seemed to see him, hesitated for a moment, and shouted-"Uncle Gao Han?"

When the old man heard this, he also looked back.

Dai Xinliang saw him turn around, saw the whole picture clearly, and immediately confirmed the identity of the other party. He stood up with a smile, and seemed to be surprised: "Uncle Gao Han, is it really you?"

"Are you?" the old man didn't seem to recognize him.

"I'm Dai Xinliang, Dai Zhenchang's son, my dad was an archaeological team with you back then, and when I was in Kyoto City, I often went to your house to play. Don't you remember me?"

Dai Xinliang said excitedly: "You resigned inexplicably, and it was 20 years since you disappeared, but I have always remembered you, I didn't expect to meet you here today." ”

"You, Dai Zhenchang's son?" the old man recalled for a while, and seemed to remember it, comparing the Dai Xinliang he knew in his memory with the Dai Xinliang in front of him, well, it was really not bad.

It was indeed him.

It's just that 20 years ago, Dai Xinliang was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man, and he fell in love with his family's borrowed equipment at that time.

Now that 20 years have passed, Dai Xinliang at this time is already a middle-aged man in his thirties and sixteens, a little fat, and a little bald on the top of his head.

It's no wonder that the old man didn't recognize him at a glance.

"So you all know each other, why don't you come into the store and talk?" Chen Jing beckoned.

Dai Xinliang also nodded and greeted politely.

The old man waved his hand: "Forget it, I won't go, I still have something to do when I go back." ”

When encountering old acquaintances, the old man did not show any special emotions.

"Uncle Gao Han, have you been here all these years? How did you hear that you have cut off contact with all your relatives and friends?" Dai Xinliang saw that he refused to go in, so he continued to chat outside.

Chen Jing didn't use the light bulb either, so he went in first to continue eating.

The old man smiled bitterly: "I'm not in good health, and if I don't contact everyone, I'm afraid of bothering everyone." ”

"After you left, I was sad for a long time, because at that time, there were many devices that were only available in your house. By the way, are you getting better with your cough now?" Dai Xinliang asked.

When Lin Gaohan went to the tomb and injured his lungs by poisonous gas, the entire archaeological team knew about it.

Since then, the root of the disease has fallen and the root cause has been injured, and even the best medical treatment methods can not be cured.

"From the beginning of spring this year to the present, I haven't slept a good night's sleep, and I'm afraid my body won't be able to support it for too long. The old man shook his head.

"Are you still alone?"

"I'm not married, I don't have any children, and of course I'm alone. ”

Hearing him say this, Dai Xinliang thought for a while, and then said: "Uncle Gao Han, your old disease, ordinary medical methods, there is indeed no way to cure it. But I now have a brand new technique that I think would have an 80% success rate if I used it, and it would make a full recovery. ”

"I know my body, even if my lung disease is cured, this old bone will not last long. ”

"No, my technique can also improve the inside of the body, and it can be fully repaired. It can even rejuvenate ......" Dai Xinliang said at the end, lowering his voice.

His technique, so far, has only been experimented on animals, and has never been experimented on humans.

If it can really be applied to people, Dai Xinliang feels that it will definitely be of great help to the consummation.

And Lin Gaohan has no children and no daughters, is alone, and is sick, so he is obviously very suitable to be the first real test subject.