Ms. Lu's voice was shrill and short, like a roar, like a sigh.

"That's not right!"

Lin Mu was behind Zheng Xuan's desk, and when he looked over, a circle of people had already surrounded them, except for the Zheng family, and the heads of all the rest of the people were covered on the painting, as if many heads had grown on that long scroll.

Lin Mu couldn't help but be a little happy. Even if he and Lao Lin die here tonight, but the baby is still there, that's good. It doesn't even matter if the baby is not there, as long as it doesn't fall into the hands of the Zheng family, it is a result that Lin Mu can accept.

After a while, the expert group with Ms. Lu as the core confirmed again and again that what they were holding in their hands was not the real thing, but a fake.

All of a sudden, the heads that had been on the painting swam away like a school of fish. Lin Mu saw that the old lady and Zheng Qimin made a look, and it happened that the angle of their eye contact was facing the direction of Lin Mu.

Then he saw Zheng Qimin, who had received a hidden command, moving towards him like a robot. He wanted to wave his hand and tell her not to come. But his hands were handcuffed and he could not move; My throat was also itchy and I couldn't even squeeze out a word.

In just a few seconds, Zheng Qimin walked up to Lin Mu. He looked at her, forcing himself to look at her as if he had seen her for the first time. Her hair was combed back, revealing a broad forehead. I wear a ponytail in a ponytail, probably to move neatly.

Lin Mu was afraid that she would treat him gently, to be honest, he hated everyone in the Zheng family now, but Zheng Qimin made his discomfort embarrassing. Theoretically, he should have hated this woman very, very much, but no, he didn't even keep fantasizing in his heart that she was forced, and everything that happened now, she didn't know, didn't understand, and didn't support it. But another voice kept reminding him in his head, wake up, Lin Mu, do you know a word called femme fatale?

Fortunately, Zheng Qimin didn't say anything to Lin Mu, neither all the gentle old feelings of the past, nor the false new thinking of the present for some purpose, she stretched out her hand and pulled Lin Mu's hair roughly, like a fisherman picking up a hooked fish, the fish's eyes turned over because of the pain, revealing a large white of the eye.

Lin Mu endured it, this was the most painful time he had grown so big, this pain, like a hard white paper cutting through his private organs, because the edges of the white paper were rough and uneven, so this pain, like a saw sawing a stick completely constructed from pain nerves.

But, however, he could not shed tears. He would rather die. He could not have imagined that a weak woman would have so much strength that she could almost lift him up like a goose.

Lin Mu remembered that when he was a child, he was once chased by a big goose by an unknown pond, which scared him so much that he rolled and crawled in muddy water, but fortunately it was his grandfather Lin Qian who passed by and drove away the big goose.

He remembered very well that after driving away the goose, Lin Qian did not help him up, but stood quietly next to him, watching him cry tired, and then get up by himself. On the way back, he sobbed and thought about the question his grandfather asked him:

The goose looks much smaller than you, but why does it dare to chase and bite you?

Lin Mu didn't know the answer, he knew that he came to Bangkok, came to Chulalongkorn, and by chance, he saw in a scientific magazine that the reason why the goose dared to provoke humans who were much larger than it was because of the special retina of the goose, and the people it saw in its eyes were almost the same size as it.

So who's the damn goose now? It looks like it should be him, not Zheng Qimin or someone else. No, the word "should" is redundant, and the current big goose is him, Lin Mu.

Unfortunately, his tears flowed out like an angry child, and although he held back and did not make a sound, the corners of his eyes flowed as if he had bitten a water bag.

Zheng Qimin still didn't speak, and her hand pulling Lin Mu's hair harder. If you look closely, you can see the arm that is bruised because of the exertion, and her gnashing teeth hidden in her mouth.

Just as a large number of headers were about to be ripped off, Lao Lin let out a weak and low snort.

Zheng Huang immediately leaned up, he put his ear close to Lao Lin's mouth, and then he roughly understood, what Lao Lin said was, water, water......

Zheng Huang glanced at his niece, Zheng Qimin understood, and pulled Lin Mu's hand to relax a little.

He ordered someone to bring a bottle of mineral water and pour it into Lao Lin's mouth. Lao Lin choked and coughed loudly.

Finally gasping for breath, Lao Lin sat weakly and half-sitting, one hand diagonally propped up his body, like a long chair on the ground. He knew what the Zheng family wanted, but he didn't know if Lin Mu could survive, he wanted to gamble.

He coughed and gasped, and for a moment Lin Mu thought he was dead. But life is like that sometimes, what you think is strong is not strong, what you think is fragile is not vulnerable.

This box can't fit the two of us. It's all at this time, and Lao Lin still has the heart to joke with them.

Sure enough, the Zheng family all pretended not to understand and did not say a word. In the end, it was the old lady who broke the silence. At this time, Zheng's mother had already brought her a chair and helped her sit down. She played with her fingernails, suddenly stood up, pointed at Lao Lin and said, you, go back. Trade the painting for your son.

This is the result that Lao Lin did not expect. As Lao Lin, who was forced by his father to memorize Chinese history since he was a child, he is familiar with the battle of Dalinghe, the general of Zhongzu Dashou, who is familiar with the historical record of the late Ming Dynasty, was unable to return to heaven after heroic resistance, so he was forced to surrender to Houjin. In order to escape, he left his stepson Zu Zerun and others, and fled back to Jinzhou with 26 people alone. But he Lao Lin couldn't do such a thing, and the best strategy he envisioned was that his father and son had an adventure and escaped from the Zheng family; If not, at least the trees will be able to flee from this place; Father and son almost died on this island together. There was only one thing he hadn't even thought about, and that was to leave his son behind and run away by himself.

He couldn't do that. He looked at the silver-haired old lady Zheng, and suddenly remembered why he was suddenly arrested just now.

After he was separated from Lin Mu, he took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, hid in the fire escape of a miscellaneous house, and waited for the opportunity to steal back the box after late at night. But when he was curled up in a restless state, he suddenly heard the familiar sound of a code. It was the rhythmic sound of a finger tapping on a wall, which meant to tell him that it was safe to meet him.

This is the dead soldier that his father Lin Qian has worked hard to cultivate for decades, and it is also their undercover agent buried deep in the Zheng family. Lin Qian once mentioned the ins and outs of this matter to him very mysteriously, but who this undercover agent was, whether it was a man or a woman, and how old he was, Lin Qian refused to reveal a word. Just tell him how to contact and password. Lao Lin kept in mind this information that was more critical to the Lin family, this time the matter was urgent, he didn't have time to find more helpers, and it was easy for many people to leak the news, so he came to the Zheng family alone and had been lurking for a while.

He tried his best to leave the contact password in the Zheng family, not only that inside line could see it, but also beware that the rest of the Zheng family would also understand. Fortunately, they got in touch quickly, although they did not meet, but Lao Lin was still satisfied with the communication of some key information.

Later, when he learned that his son had also come to Zheng's house, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Although he hadn't seen his son for more than half a year, he also learned about his son's situation through this person, especially the love affair between Lin Mu and Zheng Qimin, the young lady of the Zheng family. The son is good-natured, and nine times out of ten he is used by the Zheng family and becomes a pawn or tool in their hands. He wanted to make the historical grievances of the Lin family and the Zheng family clear as long as he had the opportunity, but time did not leave him this opportunity.

However, to Lao Lin's surprise, when he appeared according to the signal of the undercover agent, what was waiting for him was not the unsung hero he was expecting, but two black hole muzzles and a few Zheng family thugs. He was arrested in a daze.

At that time, Lao Lin's first reaction was that this undercover agent had defected and betrayed himself. But when he was escorted to the door of Zheng Xuan's office, he figured out that the Zheng family must have mastered their whereabouts through the surveillance system and cracked the contact code between them, so that Zheng Xuan would arrange someone to pretend to be an undercover agent to lure him to appear.

Otherwise, this undercover agent can inform the Zheng family of his information as soon as possible, not only to invite merit and reward, but also to clear his name as soon as possible. Lao Lin was convinced of his own judgment.

When he saw that his son was also in Zheng Xuan's office, he thought that this time he might be less lucky. Later, the counterattack succeeded, compared to Lin Mu's relaxation at that time, Lao Lin was still very vigilant in his heart.

To be honest, he also considered the situation of Zheng Xuan's set-up, but then he thought about it, this is the Zheng family, and Zheng Xuan has no need to do this at all. He has a way to open his mouth or open the box with his hands, and there is no need to take such a risk to increase the risk factor.

Coupled with the impulse to not see the treasure box for a long time, they suddenly fell into the trap of the hunter and couldn't extricate themselves, and now, in fact, they don't know at all, why the "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scroll" in the box is a fake?

This painting was stolen by his father Lin Qian from Master Xu Beihong, after his father succeeded, he fled overnight, all the way to the south, even the sea and the ocean could not stop his footsteps, so he ran to Nanyang in one breath, and found a private tutor in Malaysia to work and live. As long as he has time, he secretly copies this famous painting.

I don't know how many pieces of rice paper and how much pen and ink it spent, but in the end, according to Lin Qian, he really reached the point where he could draw this painting with his eyes closed. But in the same way, he has gained the skill of copying the original, and he has also lost the ability to create his own works - he can no longer paint a work of his own that is different from this one. He became a flesh photocopier, or a cornucopia of the Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls. Every time you put one in it, you get another one that is exactly the same.

So, where is the original? Lao Lin always thought that the place where his father only told him to collect paintings was the real Wu Daozi's authentic handiwork. I didn't expect my father to even guard against his own son.

Because of this, his attitude towards Lin Mu and his father's treatment of him are a 180-degree turn. His father was warm and cold to him, and he was cold and warm to Lin Mu. He believes that when his son grows up and is truly sensible, he will definitely understand the hard work of his old father.

However, Zhong Kui fights ghosts and makes people. In the end, they still missed the chess game and ended up losing completely.