Red spots and green rust are also the best way to identify bronzes. Therefore, red spots and green rust have also become the high-quality attributes of bronze.

In addition to the modeling, red spots and green rust are also indispensable for old bronzes.

At this moment, Guo Hongxia Yuzhou was already around me, and the old color batch unexpectedly put down Chu Qing and came over to watch closely.

Guo Hong, the giant of Tianyi, held the lamp for me, Wenbo carried the handle and watched humbly, and the old president of the Xilang Printing Society watched quietly.

I am the only one in the world who can afford this honor.

"Yao Guangde!"

"What do you want to do? The surname is Tong, I'm going to put my words here today—"

"Even if others recognize you, I, Yao Guangde, will not recognize you."

"I, Yao Guangde, have nothing to do with you."

My voice was a little mutated with my head in Dading's belly, but the echo was not small: "When I'm done, roll over to Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu will teach you the craft instead of Teacher Cao."

"Don't be embarrassed!"

"Don't let people look down on you as the Great Hanlin and the Grand Headmaster!"

Hearing this, a pop sound was heard behind him. It was the sound of Yao Guangde falling to the ground.

Beside me, Guo Hong's flashlight fell inside Dading.

Xia Yuzhou rolled her eyes angrily.

However, the laughter of the old critics spread throughout the audience through Dading's amplification, and the ghost cried wolf.

Guo Hong let out a long sigh, and leaned over helplessly to get the flashlight.

At this moment in the twilight, Huang Guanyang screamed and roared to tear the heavens and the earth: "There are words!"

"There are words!"

Guo Hong's body in Dading was shocked, and he instinctively withdrew his hand.

With this retraction, his arm was directly clubbed into the extremely sharp Ascending Dragon Sword.

Even if I had a warning in my heart, it was still too late to withdraw the knife quickly.

In an instant, Guo Hong's suit sleeve was opened by the blowing and broken hair of the Shenglong knife.

Under the opening, the shirt and thermal underwear immediately opened a gap, revealing the black and yellow arm muscles.

The second I quickly lifted the Shenglong Knife, a line of blood appeared on Guo Hong's arm, followed by blood bubbling out like a cracked beer bag.

"Huh?"

In the twilight, Guo Hong's arm fell into my eyes, which shocked my heart and my eyelids twitched heavily. grabbed Guo Hong's collar and lifted it up.

"Turtle son. Nonsense!"

After angrily scolding Huang Guanyang, Guo Hong didn't have time to cover his arm, and the strong flashlight hit the inner wall, and he immediately forgot everything and was petrified on the spot.

The petrochemical scene was also Xia Yuzhou on the opposite side.

The whole scene fell into a dead silence at this moment.

The people around were all shocked and confused, and they didn't know why.

"Master. What is this word?"

"Second Uncle."

"Little Uncle ......"

Huang Guanyang came to Xia Yuzhou and looked straight at the other side, his face was full of paste, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Underneath the subcharacters, there is a very special font.

He's somewhat like hieroglyphs.

Roughly this word is a double hook body of B.

Above the double hook B, there are two hideous horns. And B's last stroke, with a curly tail.

In the middle of the horizontal pen of the word B, there is a circle on behalf of the horizontal eye, that is, a round Japanese character.

This word, Huang Guanyang must not be able to understand it!

Bronze gold inscriptions are like mathematics, if you can understand it, you can understand it, if you can't understand it, you really don't understand.

"Dragon!"

Cold, the old critic Mu Chunqiu smacked his lips to reveal the answer.

Immediately, Huang Guanyang trembled and knelt on the ground like thunder: "Son, Zi Longding!"

"Zi Long Ding!"

Suddenly, Huang Guanyang jumped three feet high and raised his arms to the sky and shouted, "The instrument of the town! Zilongding is here!"

"Shang Dynasty Zi Longding! The Instrument of the Town! The treasure of the town!"

"My little uncle found it!"

"Our Xia family's ten masters! Tong Shiye found out!"

Huang Guanyang ran back and forth in the second hall, and a heart-rending earth-shattering dragon roar came out of his mouth: "Shenzhou Dading, Fang has a mother, and there is a child dragon in the circle!"

"One circle, one side, two tripods merge, the world is peaceful!"

"Long Live the Motherland!!"

"Hooray!"

In an instant, the entire No. 2 hall was reduced to a battlefield full of artillery fire.

Countless people rushed to the place, around Zilongding to observe and touch, take group photos, and witness the wonders that have not been seen for thousands of years.

The disciples of the Xia family were so excited that they hugged each other and shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sky.

"Quick. Call Shigong quickly. Zilongding has found it."

"It was found by the Tenth Master. The Tenth Master found it!"

"Wait, don't use the tenth master, call the little uncle. Little uncle!"

"Wait. Then I reported to my master, saying that I found it in the Fifth Uncle's Sheshan Villa."

"Wait. Don't talk about the fight. My mouth is sealed to me. Whoever has a long tongue, I will personally give you your little uncle's dragon sword to ga."

"Old Five, your people give a gag order!"

I don't know how much time passed, but the thousands of shells that poured down on Hall 2 finally disappeared, leaving everyone with only the scene full of messes.

Yao Guangde squatted opposite Zilong Ding in despair, and his eyes didn't blink from the moment he saw the word Zilong at the beginning.

This***......

The blow was not light!

It was a hundred times heavier than the blow Xu Chunxiang suffered at the headquarters conference!

Even Guo Hong, Xia Yuzhou's orders were ignored and ignored.

Xia Erjian and Yao Guangde are right, there is indeed not a word in the bronzes.

This is the consensus of the industry!

However, they have forgotten that cheating is a trick!

This is not to blame Yao Guangde and Xia Erji.

It's like what Lan Dafu, the mysterious person behind the bank of Honolulu, taught me.

Cognitive heights limit vision and experience.

I will never forget this sentence for the rest of my life.

When cognition becomes a formula, then the person will fall into it and will not have any existence for the rest of his life.

Also, there is the most important point.

The cheating man is very clever!

He used fake red spots to deliberately cover the dragon character, right next to the green rust, and the surrounding red spots and green rust formed the most perfect cover and contrast.