Xiao Li was hit and fell down on the spot.

And Lin Gaohan didn't panic at all when he killed someone, and he didn't even make any waves.

His attention was only focused on the "White Crane Immortal Picture".

"Immortality...... This thing can't be announced, it can't be announced, it's mine, it can only be mine. ”

The previous magical scenes carved a lot of traces in his heart.

He believed, and firmly believed, that this was indeed a miracle and a miracle as Xiao Li said.

In ancient times, some people asked for immortals and asked, "You have to live forever and be immortal for ten thousand years."

Everyone thinks these are just legends, but the more they know about it, the more they are in awe of something.

"There is a mention in the Book of Jin that the sword turns into a dragon, and the red light I just saw must also be a sword that flew away on its own. These spiritual things are not recognized by the Lord, and they cannot be approached by leisure. It's a pity that I can't see the whole picture, and now there is only this picture left, and I can't hand it over again. ”

"Can't pay, absolutely can't ......"

Since then, less than half a year later, Lin Gaohanto resigned after illness.

For years after that, no one could reach him.

It was not until recent years that he appeared in Mingyang City and opened a small shop in the antique street.

His health is indeed very poor, and when he went to the grave in his early years, he inhaled some poisonous gas and injured his lungs.

When I was young, I didn't feel unwell. As he grew older, he would cough every rainy day, especially at night, and he would cough all night.

Especially this year, since the beginning of spring, Lin Gaohan has hardly slept well.

He never married and had no children in his life, and his only dream was to understand the way of immortality from this "White Crane Immortal Picture".

He still believes that there must be a big mystery in this "White Crane Immortal Picture".

It's a pity that at the age of 65, he feels more and more that his strength is unsustainable, and therefore, this "White Crane Immortal Picture", which has never been shown to people, has finally made an exception today.

He also wanted to see if he could find some clues if he let others take a look.

It's a pity that Song Yuchen and Zheng Wenbing watched it today. Zheng Wenbing didn't see anything, but Song Yuchen could see something a little.

It's just that what Song Yuchen saw was not much different from what he saw.

It's all floating on the surface, as if you only see the surface of the lake where the smoke is flowing, and as for what lies beneath the lake, you haven't touched it at all.

"Is my fate really not enough?"

Lin Gaohan sighed, stood up from the futon, and then took off the "White Crane Immortal Picture" on the wall.

At the dawn of the night, he left home.

8:30 p.m.

When Chen Jing returned home, his parents were not at home, so he called and asked, saying that he was still handling things at the police station.

Chen Jing asked them if they weren't in any trouble, right? They told Chen Jing that it was going well, so don't worry. This time, the evidence is ironclad, and none of the offenders can escape.

Chen Jing was relieved when he heard this.

He saw that the floor at home was still quite messy, and it was estimated that his parents were too busy and didn't have time to clean it up.

So, he picked up a broom and cleaned it up.

After a while, an old man came from outside the store, he looked at the four words "Chen Ji Restaurant" on the signboard, and looked inside hesitantly.

It happened that Chen Jing came out to take out the garbage and saw him.

So I asked him, "Sir, are you here to order food?" But I'm sorry, my parents are not at home, and I can't do it, so I can only trouble you to come back tomorrow." ”

The old man was dressed neatly, holding a long box in his hand, and said with a slight smile: "I'm not here to order, little friend, are you called Chen Jing?"

“？？？”

Chen Jing looked at the old man unexpectedly: "Old man, do you recognize me?"

After receiving Chen Jing's acknowledgement, the old man's smile became a little thicker: "That's the case, I heard Yuchen say that you know painting very well." You only looked at her fake twice, and you judged the authenticity and falsehood, and you also mentioned two points?"

"It turns out that you are Sister Yuchen's elder?"

"Sort of, Wen Bing's father and her father are both my old classmates. And I'm also engaged in the antique industry now, and I heard Yuchen say that there is a magical boy here, so I was curious to take a look. ”

"Don't listen to Sister Yuchen's nonsense, I'm just talking nonsense. Chen Jing said.

That's the truth.

What he said at Song Yuchen's house at noon yesterday was not the goods in his own stomach.

It's okay to bluff a layman like Zheng Wenbing, but since this old man is an expert in this area, of course he doesn't dare to do anything with an axe.

"Children, don't be modest, you can see those two points, which also proves that you have real skills. According to my guess, it is absolutely impossible for someone without decades of experience to tell the truth from the fake with a glance or two, and you can do that. This shows that you have a talent for it. The old man said.

Being praised by the old man, Chen Jing was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

After taking out the garbage and returning to the store, I saw the old man put the long box on the table and beckoned to Chen Jing: "I came to you this time to let you enjoy a painting." See if you can see something in the painting. ”

"This ...... Actually, sir, I really don't know much about this. Chen Jing said.

"It doesn't matter. The old man said with a smile, at Chen Jing's age, he also knew that he wouldn't understand too much.

And the reason why Chen Jing understands something may be because his family likes this aspect of things.

Therefore, I have heard and understood.

"That'...... Just look at it, if you say it wrong, don't laugh, old gentleman. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

The old man opened the box and slowly spread out a two-foot-square scroll.

Then, he took two steps back and pointed to the painting, "Let's take a look." ”

"White Crane Immortal Picture?" Chen Jing read out those five words.

Then I looked at the whole paper, but I didn't see the white crane.

There is only a very simple stroke, outlined into the shape of "ら".

If this is a white crane, it is even more than a child's graffiti...... Childish.

However, when the five words "White Crane Immortal Picture" were pronounced, Chen Jing saw something unusual in his eyes.

"It's ...... Cheng Xin Tang paper?" Chen Jing was a little surprised.

However, it was the old man who was even more surprised.

The wrinkled place in the corner of his eyes couldn't help twitching twice, but he didn't move, and deliberately asked, "Is it Chengxintang paper?"

Chengxintang paper, from the five dynasties and ten kingdoms of the Southern Tang Dynasty Huizhou, because of its excellent quality was rated as the best paper in the history of Chinese papermaking.

It is also one of the three treasures of the Southern Tang Dynasty study, and is known for its skin and eggs like a membrane, as clean as jade, and as thin and smooth.

"No, it's not the right time. The imitation Chengxintang paper was imitated during the Qianlong period, and this paper is obviously longer. And a longer time ago, it could only be Chengxintang paper, not imitation Chengxintang paper. Chen Jing said.